The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 53
Encounter
Fengtang City, neither too close nor too far.
Li Zheng’s estimate was almost accurate. After more than three hours, Wen Yan stood in front of Fox Moon Mountain. The rain hadn’t stopped, and it seemed to be getting heavier. Now, in winter, the mountain forest was permeated with bone-chilling cold. Outside the mountain, an invisible barrier isolated it from the human world.
This was indeed a private property of Rong Xiao. Wen Yan felt it even from inside the car. After all, he had shared a bed with Rong Xiao for many days, and he was very familiar with Rong Xiao’s aura.
However, Li Zheng looked worried when he saw the mountaintop. He asked Wen Yan, “How do you plan to find him? Private domains of great demons usually have illusions, and the mountain is vast. Do you plan to turn the whole mountain upside down?”
Wen Yan wasn’t worried. He touched the spot where the red thread was tied around his finger. The red thread had dimmed since Rong Xiao left, but now, approaching Fox Moon Mountain, it became vibrant again, and the thread became clear and refined.
“I can find him,” Wen Yan replied without explaining much, opening the car door and stepping out.
Jin Yueze hurriedly handed him an umbrella, which Wen Yan accepted. He looked up at the barrier in front of the mountain.
He was finally getting closer to Rong Xiao.
On the way here, he seemed to be sleeping, but he was thinking the whole time. Did Rong Xiao really love him?
If Rong Xiao loved him, why would he leave him, and arrange a different life for him?
But he knew the answer. He knew Rong Xiao loved him.
Otherwise, why would Rong Xiao disregard his own life and insist on keeping him alive?
Wen Yan chuckled, suddenly saying to Jin Yueze, “This old monster has lived for so long, but he’s always been this foolish.”
After saying this, he was stunned. Why did he say “always”?
But without much thought, he continued speaking to Jin Yueze, “Thank you for accompanying me with Li Zheng, but this is far enough. I’ll go in by myself. You two can go back. After I bring Rong Xiao back, I’ll treat you both to dinner.”
He smiled and then slowly walked into the mountain with the umbrella. The barrier at the mountain didn’t stop him; instead, it accepted him, allowing him to pass through like a drop of water merging into the ocean.
Jin Yueze subconsciously reached out to grab him. “Wen Yan…”
But as soon as his hand touched the edge, it stung.
The mountain was rejecting him.
Li Zheng shouted to him from the car window, “What’s wrong?”
Jin Yueze rubbed the red mark on his wrist, looked worriedly up the mountain, and then turned back to the car.
“Wen Yan asked us to go back,” he told Li Zheng, “but I can’t help feeling uneasy.”
But there was nothing they could do; they couldn’t go with Wen Yan.
After considering, they decided to stay in Fengtang City for now.
Li Zheng sighed, “Why do I feel like I’m more worried than Wen Yan’s parents?”
While chatting, they drove to the city to find a hotel.
Fox Moon Mountain was indeed vast, filled with illusions and mist everywhere.
Wen Yan, however, felt that the road was not difficult to find. He didn’t even need to follow the red thread on his hand closely; there seemed to be an inexplicable providence guiding him. With countless forks in the road, he always knew which one to choose.
The only downside was that the journey was a bit longer. When he saw a villa appearing in the mountains from a distance, more than an hour had passed.
He stopped a few dozen meters away from the villa, held the umbrella, and looked from a distance.
This villa was undoubtedly where Rong Xiao lived. There was another layer of barrier outside the villa. Although it didn’t look special, it was stronger than the one outside Fox Moon Mountain. Even without approaching, he could feel the pressure.
It was raining in the mountains outside the barrier.
But inside the barrier’s courtyard, there was no rain at all. The ground was covered with pure white snow, and even the eaves were hanging with icicles. However, near the main entrance steps, two layers above, there were unexpectedly blooming hydrangeas, blue clusters that seemed lively and made it difficult to distinguish the season.
Wen Yan looked for a while before slowly walking over.
He walked to the entrance, looking through the hollow-carved gate and the courtyard. He vaguely saw a figure sitting on the half-landing window of the second floor. The person was sitting on a dark green sofa, wearing a gray home robe, with black hair just reaching the shoulders. One hand rested on the armrest, long and elegant, white as jade.
Since this morning, Rong Xiao had been somewhat uneasy.
In the morning, Yu Bu Wen brought him red tea. He took it but didn’t drink, looking outside. Suddenly, he asked, “What do you think Wen Yan is doing right now?”
This was the fourth day since he left Wen Yan.
The emerald ring was still on his ring finger. The young human who proposed to him should have awakened, completely forgotten about him, and returned to an ordinary life.
But he himself hadn’t forgotten.
He would always think of Wen Yan, recalling his spoiled appearance, his drunken state, and his proposal.
Bits and pieces, endless.
Sometimes he would wake up in the middle of the night, unable to distinguish the time, subconsciously wanting to hold Wen Yan in his arms, only to find emptiness in his embrace.
Yu Bu Wen had gotten used to Rong Xiao’s sudden remarks.
He set the tea and snacks down before whispering, “You have already left Young Master Wen. Why bother thinking about him?”
Rong Xiao heard the hidden meaning, “Are you dissatisfied with my decision?”
Yu Bu Wen’s eyebrows didn’t move, “I dare not. I obey all of Master’s decisions.”
Rong Xiao didn’t want to talk to Yu Bu Wen anymore. He didn’t speak, but Yu Bu Wen continued, “Young Master is still on winter vacation. He should be going to gatherings with his classmates. You know, he has always been very popular.”
Rong Xiao stared at Yu Bu Wen without expression, almost wanting to smash the teacup on his head.
Yu Bu Wen acted as if he hadn’t noticed anything, calmly walking away.
But he returned after not even two minutes.
On the tray in his hand was a crimson folded letter, handed over to Rong Xiao.
“Urgently delivered by the Demon Control Bureau, please take a look.” Yu Bu Wen was a bit puzzled. The crimson letter indicated that the situation was not dangerous, but if it wasn’t dangerous, why was it urgent?
Rong Xiao didn’t think much, took the letter, and unfolded it to read.
Then, the next moment, his expression changed.
He handed the letter to Yu Bu Wen, who, upon reading the content, raised an eyebrow in disbelief.
The letter stated that something unexpected had happened to Rong Xiao’s arrangements. Wen Yan had not lost his memory, and with Li Zheng, he had intruded into the Demon Control Bureau, defeated Qi Kong, forcibly accessed Qi Kong’s memories, and was now rushing to Rong Xiao’s location.
“Is Qi Kong itching for trouble, spouting nonsense like this,” Rong Xiao frowned, “Wen Yan’s physique is excellent, but he’s not violent. How could he possibly beat Qi Kong? Have they done something to Wen Yan that they dare not tell me?”
Yu Bu Wen thought the same way.
Two protective old monsters, their thought processes were surprisingly consistent.
But before Rong Xiao could think carefully, there was a sudden disturbance outside the barrier, clearly indicating that intruders were attempting to break in.
Rong Xiao and Yu Bu Wen exchanged a glance. The two monsters were somewhat incredulous as they looked out the window, gazing beyond the window of the second floor lounge, where they could clearly see the front door of the garden.
Outside the door stood a slender figure, holding a plain umbrella. In the curtain of rain, only half of the body could be vaguely seen, along with the hand gripping the umbrella.
But soon, this person threw away the umbrella, revealing a beautiful and delicate face.
It was Wen Yan.
Rong Xiao almost dropped the teacup in his hand.
Yu Bu Wen blinked, a rare doubt crossing his eyes. He asked Rong Xiao, “Is that… Young Master?”
Rong Xiao didn’t speak, and he wasn’t quite sure himself.
Both of them recalled the words on the letter just now.
Yu Bu Wen carefully observed Wen Yan’s actions. “Wait a minute, is Young Master trying to break the barrier?”
“Nonsense, that’s the barrier I set up. How could he break it?” Rong Xiao stood up. He was afraid that the backlash of the barrier would harm Wen Yan and subconsciously wanted to protect him.
But before he could act, he saw Wen Yan punch the barrier in front of them.
…
In an instant, the transparent barrier turned into a spider’s web.
The flames in Rong Xiao’s hands hadn’t even ignited yet when they extinguished.
Yu Bu Wen was on the verge of losing his eyeballs.
Then, in front of them, Wen Yan delivered a second punch, heavily landing on the weakest part of the barrier.
When the third punch came down, the barrier couldn’t withstand it anymore, shattering into countless pieces with a loud bang.
Yu Bu Wen was utterly confused. He even wanted to ask Rong Xiao if he had let the water out when setting up the barrier.
But he glanced at Rong Xiao’s expression and wisely kept his mouth shut.
The villa was forced to open up to Wen Yan.
He didn’t pick up the umbrella and walked in slowly.
The continuous rain fell on him, wetting his hair and windbreaker, making him look a bit fragile. However, considering his recent display of strength, the words “fragile” had no connection with him.
He seemed to know the location where Rong Xiao was. When he approached the entrance steps, he looked up at the second floor, and his gaze collided with Rong Xiao’s.
Rong Xiao couldn’t stay still anymore and instantly moved to the first floor, waving his hand to open the front door.
Outside the door, Wen Yan stood on the marble floor, soaked, like a helpless house sparrow with nowhere to perch.
Inside the door, Rong Xiao happened to stand on the last two steps, looking down at him.
Almost at the same moment, both of them remembered the first meeting.
It was strangely similar to the current situation.
In that flower-filled courtyard, in summer, Wen Yan was forced to visit by his parents, and Rong Xiao descended from upstairs, their eyes meeting.
Rong Xiao had a thousand words in his heart, full of doubts, but his first reaction was to quickly come to Wen Yan, conjuring up a long blanket to lift him. He quickly steamed away the water vapor on Wen Yan’s body. However, Wen Yan’s hands were still cold. Holding Wen Yan, he walked back, and his lips touched Wen Yan’s forehead. Half was heartache, half was blame as he asked, “How did you find your way here? In such heavy rain, why didn’t you take shelter?”
Wen Yan tightened his grip on Rong Xiao’s shirt, almost pulling the buttons off.
What was a little rain? When he couldn’t find Rong Xiao, when he knew Rong Xiao’s death was imminent, that was the true coldness.
He was full of grievances. He should scold Rong Xiao first, loudly reprimanding him as a scoundrel.
But being held in Rong Xiao’s arms, leaning on his shoulder, he unconsciously turned red-eyed.
He grabbed Rong Xiao’s arm, gritted his teeth, and said, “Why do you ask me why I came? Why didn’t you tell me you’re so seriously injured?” After asking this, when he looked up and saw Rong Xiao’s seemingly thinner face, the questioning words couldn’t be asked anymore. It turned into the deepest concern buried in his heart— “Why didn’t you tell me you were hurt so badly?” Tears hung on Wen Yan’s eyelashes, his voice trembling, “Is it painful?”
After asking this, when he couldn’t hold back the tears anymore, each drop fell on Rong Xiao’s shirt, becoming warm and cool, sticking to the place on Rong Xiao’s heart.
Rong Xiao felt his heart ache again.
His young lover, who came from afar, asked him the first question not about listing his crimes but whether he was in pain.
Trembling, Rong Xiao held Wen Yan tightly, a rare vulnerability showing on him. He buried his head in Wen Yan’s neck, like a depleted person yearning for the source of life, sniffing the scent on Wen Yan.
“I’m not in pain,” he said.
Seeing you, it’s not painful anymore.