The Whole World Wants Me To Get Divorced chapter 59
Ah Yan Returns
After seeing off the physicians, Rong Xiao stayed by Wen Yan’s side, waiting for him to wake up.
Before the physicians arrived, he quickly changed Wen Yan into a clean sleeping robe. It was a simple white one, without much pattern, just pure and soft, enhancing the gentleness of Wen Yan’s features.
The room was quiet, and Yu Bu Wen had already left. Now, only Rong Xiao and Wen Yan were present. The curtains were slightly drawn, allowing the bright winter sunlight to flow over the dark floor, creating a honey-like color.
Rong Xiao recalled the thrilling events of this period, feeling that this quiet afternoon was the most peaceful time he had experienced.
Wen Yan slept until around two or three in the afternoon.
At first, he was a bit drowsy, with a bit of glistening drool at the corner of his mouth. Rong Xiao personally wiped his face and hands, and Wen Yan cooperated well, lifting his face and extending his hand as needed.
However, when Yu Bu Wen timely reported the results of the physician’s examination and informed him that he not only had no issues but was lively and well and that Rong Xiao’s recovery was also good. Wen Yan immediately perked up, acting spoiled in a way that was exasperating.
He refused to drink the soup Yu Bu Wen had just made and propped several soft cushions behind him. He lay down, whining and whimpering, his face full of pampered arrogance, shaking his head at Rong Xiao.
“Look at you. If you had listened to me earlier, everything would have been better.” He complained to Rong Xiao, feeling that he had been greatly wronged.
If Rong Xiao had listened to him and let him sleep with him a few more times, he might have recovered completely by now. Was there a need for such a dramatic performance, wiping his memories and leaving him?
Wen Yan thought about it and felt he was quite wronged. Not only did he lose out on a good sex life, but he also shed a few tears due to heartbreak.
Rong Xiao couldn’t help but laugh. When Wen Yan was angry, he was like a kitten acting coquettishly. He stubbornly raised his chin in an attempt to show disdain.
Rong Xiao scratched Wen Yan’s chin, treating him like a playful cat.
“Is it tiring to lift your neck like that?” he asked.
“No,” Wen Yan slapped away Rong Xiao’s hand, “Stop changing the subject. Reflect on yourself. You should have carried me over the threshold with a grand procession from the beginning.”
Rong Xiao also felt that he was right.
If he had known, he would have proposed on his knees at first sight of Wen Yan, saving himself from many troubles later.
Now he believed that he and Wen Yan might really be a perfect match.
If not, why would Wen Yan be the only medicine for him, and why did he feel a slight shock at first sight of Wen Yan?
He caressed Wen Yan’s fingers, the pale fingertips still bearing faint red kiss marks, ambiguous and evocative.
“So, can I propose to you now? Will you agree?” Rong Xiao kissed Wen Yan’s fingertips, his emerald eyes shining like gemstones in the sunlight.
He softly asked, “are you still willing to marry me?”
Wen Yan swallowed saliva.
This old monster was too much; every time he launched a beauty attack, how could Wen Yan refuse? Moreover, with such a beautiful husband, who would be foolish enough to refuse?
Wen Yan was about to say yes when suddenly the dream from yesterday flashed through his mind.
That chilly and somewhat desolate courtyard, a long table, a pair of burning dragon and phoenix red candles, and two people bowing to the heavens and earth.
Wen Yan immediately shut up, his face turning dark.
He stared at Rong Xiao as if using X-ray vision. “Before I agree, I have a question.”
Rong Xiao couldn’t understand why there would be a question at this point.
“Ask away.”
Wen Yan picked at the golden embroidery on the blanket, asking reluctantly, “Before you met me, did you marry someone else?”
As he asked this question, the corners of his mouth drooped, showing displeasure.
Because he remembered. The old monster did indeed have a past lover.
A miserable human cultivator.
It was unclear what was so good about that person, but the old monster had admitted himself that he was willing to give even his life for him.
Rong Xiao found it strange, “Why would I marry someone else?”
Wen Yan lowered his small face and told Rong Xiao about the dream he had.
He wasn’t trying to provoke jealousy or question Rong Xiao with a fabricated dream. Because now, he was also considered a half-cultivator. He knew that during dual cultivation, the two parties might touch each other’s memories, possibly glimpsing fragments of each other’s past.
So the dream he had was most likely a fragment of Rong Xiao’s memory. Those dragon and phoenix red candles, the vows of never parting for all eternity, might have actually happened. It was proof of the love between the old monster and another person during the years he hadn’t even been born yet.
The wedding didn’t seem decent at all, but Rong Xiao was like a complete fool, extremely delighted.
Wen Yan felt sour and took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down. However, he still looked like a puffed-up pufferfish.
Rong Xiao now understood.
He also knew that Wen Yan had likely touched his memories during dual cultivation. Although his memories were already incomplete, especially concerning the person he cultivated with three thousand years ago, it was all fuzzy.
But he couldn’t deny that what Wen Yan dreamed about was fake.
Because even though he had completely forgotten about the Immortal Lord Wuyan, there were still some worn-out fragments surviving. Although they were as blurry as Wen Yan’s dreams, with indistinct figures and only audible voices, it was enough for him to know that being with Immortal Lord Wuyan was not just for the sake of benefits.
After a moment of silence, Rong Xiao held Wen Yan’s hand and confessed in a low voice, “I don’t remember many things, but three thousand years ago, I did regard that Immortal Lord Wuyan as my companion.”
He knew that if he denied it, Wen Yan might feel a bit happier. But he didn’t want to deceive Wen Yan. Deception wouldn’t lead to good results, and he understood this well.
Wen Yan, upon hearing this, was nearly overwhelmed with anger.
Did this old monster just admit to being married before?
Wen Yan was on the verge of jumping up right then and there, to let the old monster experience how terrifying human tantrums could be.
But before he could do anything, Rong Xiao continued, “I don’t want to lie to you. I was with someone else; that’s a fact. But I must say, I’ve forgotten about him now. I only know that the human I love now is named Wen Yan. He’s wonderful, rushing to me from afar, disregarding everything. I can’t let him down.”
Wen Yan: “…”
This old monster was good at sweet talk.
Wen Yan scratched his face, feeling like his ears were too soft. Rong Xiao easily cheered him up with a couple of words, and he happily deflated again. Wen Yan hooked his little finger with Rong Xiao’s, thinking that even if Immortal Lord Wuyan did have a great relationship with Rong Xiao before, it didn’t matter. It was three thousand years ago, and it didn’t count anymore. Rong Xiao was his now, and no one could take that away.
But he was a bit curious. This kind of curiosity was probably the human desire to compare, always wanting to see if the predecessor was better than oneself.
He asked Rong Xiao, “What’s his actual name, this Immortal Lord Wuyan? Is it a name? Is he very powerful?”
“He was very powerful,” Rong Xiao didn’t smear his ex-lover’s abilities, “He was the peak master of the Thousand Swords Sect, broke through to Grand Completion at the age of sixteen, and was honored as an Immortal Lord at twenty. Before and after him, there hasn’t been anyone like him.”
Even including his death, which was for the sake of saving the world.
Even without considering love, just in terms of character and actions, Rong Xiao had to admit that Immortal Lord Wuyan was an extraordinary talent in the world.
As for the name…
Rong Xiao slightly furrowed his brows. He had always been unable to remember that person’s name. It was as if there was an unsolvable curse on that name; even if someone had just told him a moment ago, he would easily forget it.
It seemed like this name carried some unfathomable magic, making him forget even the person he had once deeply loved.
However, recently, he hadn’t forgotten it again.
“His real name was Yan Gu. Yan is the Yan in Yansmile, and Gu is the Gu in return.”
This Yan character was also in Wen Yan’s name.
When Rong Xiao said this, he suddenly remembered that he used to call Yan Gu something before.
He used to call him… “Ah Yan.”
As he spoke, Rong Xiao suddenly felt a chill. Lowering his head, sure enough, Wen Yan’s eyes were gazing at him intensely, a storm about to break.
The majestic demon king couldn’t help but regret a little in his heart. This was bad.
Wen Yan sneered at Rong Xiao. “You’re quite something. The names of your two lovers are quite similar, huh? Are you going to tell me next that I also look quite similar to him?”