Chapter 475 Habit
Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er were slightly silent.
"What the old man said makes sense. I've learned a lesson from you."
"It's just nonsense." The old man smiled and waved his hand.
It's not like a few words from an old man inspired people to learn about life. Of course, Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er had similar insights after living for hundreds of years.
But for the same reason, similar words sound different at different times and give people different feelings.
Such as now.
Ning Wuxie looked at Xuan'er and held her hand.
Can the relationship between two people also be viewed with this mentality?
Perhaps after emerging from the meteorite, Ning Wuxie should have lost Xuan'er, but because of luck, they were back together.
So every day after that is an extra favor...
wrong.
This attitude of the old man is a calm acceptance of "loss".
On the surface, you are maintaining a peaceful mind, but in reality, you are convincing your heart not to feel sad because of the loss.
What Ning Wuxie and Xuan'er are doing now is not to prevent loss.
I want to protect each other all the time and live happily forever.
So no matter what, don't give up.
Can't be calm and accept it.
"Old man, I have another question for you."
"Hey, tell me."
"You have already picked up so much firewood outside the house, why did you still pick up wood when you came back just now?"
Ning Wuxie glanced at the burning flames in the stove and thought of the small mountain of firewood stacked in the open space outside the hut.
The pile of firewood looked as tall as Ning Wuxie. It was hard to imagine how the old man stacked it.
If it falls over one day, it will be very dangerous.
And looking at the size of this stove, there's no way it would use so much firewood.
It is estimated that the fever will last until the old man dies.
"It would be a bit dangerous to have so many piles of firewood piled there."
Ning Wuxie said, wondering if she should help him tidy up before leaving.
The old man was obviously startled, as if he didn't expect Ning Wuxie to ask this. He clicked his lips and showed a blank expression.
"A distinguished guest is a distinguished guest, and the things he pays attention to are different from those of us who have never seen him before..." The old man smiled, "Well... you asked this suddenly, so do I..."
The old man touched his nose and hesitated to speak.
It seemed that he had never thought about the question Ning Wuxie asked.
"To be honest, I don't know, but I feel uncomfortable if I don't carry a backpack when I go into the mountains every day. It's even worse if I carry a backpack and don't put firewood in it."
"Habit, yes, I'm really used to it. After living in the mountains for so many years, collecting firewood has become a habit I can't break."
"You don't know, it's really cold in the mountains in winter, so I can't help but prepare more firewood... I'm afraid of being frozen, so I want to pick up firewood when I see it..."
As the old man spoke, he turned to look out the window and smiled awkwardly, "Are there really that many?"
Ning Wuxie was slightly stunned.
Habit.
Was it just a habit?
Because I'm used to it, even if I've picked up enough firewood that I can't use it up, I still have to keep picking it up.
Until it accumulates to the size of this hill.
Ning Wuxie glanced at Xuan'er. She didn't seem to realize anything. She was already a little bored sitting here.
Saying goodbye to the old man, Ning Wuxie took Xuan'er and left here.
Since the old man felt that there was not much firewood, Ning Wuxie did not choose to interfere with him in the end.
It's not good for him to realize that he is a fairy, and even if he helps him sort out the pile of firewood, he will still continue to accumulate firewood.
Build that hill again.
After carrying Xuan'er and flying to a deserted bamboo forest, Ning Wuxie suddenly hugged her tightly.
"Xuan'er."
He buried his head in Xuan'er's arms.
"What's wrong?"
"Actually, you don't have to worry too much..."
"I'm used to it too." Ning Wuxie said softly.
"What?" Xuan'er was a little surprised.
Ning Wuxie raised her head and looked at her face.
"Even if I become an emotionless thing...but there are some things that I have become accustomed to."
"I will continue to be good to you and stay with you... These things to me are like asking for water when I am thirsty. It has become the most basic logic!"
"Just like that old man... If you get used to it, if you don't do it, you'll feel uncomfortable."
"I will do the same! I will still treat you as my wife, treat you as my lover, and live with you!"
Xuan'er was stunned. Are you used to it?
Ning Wuxie was suddenly so excited that her heart, which had barely calmed down, began to fluctuate again.
"What you say now is nice!" She punched Ning Wuxie's chest with her pink fist, "Do you know what it will be like when the time comes? Can you control it?"
"The way you look at me is different, I can feel it!"
Ning Wuxie hugged her tightly, "I know, I remember, I didn't feel anything in my heart at that time, but I will still be with you."
"Isn't that what happened when I killed Ye Qingxuan? After killing him, wasn't what I immediately wanted to do was get the fragments of heaven?"
"It shows that I still know what I should do."
"In the future and forever, don't look at my eyes... just think I'm sick..."
Ning Wuxie's tone was like pleading, her eyes looked closely at Xuan'er, and she held her head in both hands.
Xuan'er's face turned red, she avoided Ning Wuxie's gaze, looked aside sadly, and pursed her lips tightly.
"Please Xuan'er, I beg you..."
Ning Wuxie spoke in a humble tone, putting aside all dignity.
He knew that this was a completely unfair exchange. He was asking Xuan'er to endure something that she simply couldn't bear.
In that state, he really didn't love her, and his words and actions might hurt her.
But he is asking Xuan'er to continue to accompany him, to accompany him to experience all the unknown, and to face the final ending that may be heartbreaking.
But she couldn't help but love herself, and she was destined to be deeply hurt.
Hearing Ning Wuxie's prayer, Xuan'er's eyes instantly burst into tears, her eyebrows knit together tightly, and she couldn't help but glance at Ning Wuxie.
Then she couldn't look away anymore and opened her arms to hug him.
"I will be tortured by you for the rest of my life just like Emperor Shuanglan..."
"Forever and ever, you said so."
Xuan'er sobbed but said no more.
Yes, forever and ever, life after life is what she said.
That's what she wants too.
That's it... no matter what, love is what it is...
"Then you won't practice Wentian Xinwu Jue again." Ning Wuxie asked while hugging her.
"I won't do any stupid things anymore."
"speak."
"Yeah!" Xuan'er hummed hard.
"you swear."
"I never swear," Xuan'er whispered, "what I say is what I say."
"What if I don't believe it?"
"Believe it or not, you can just cuff me for the rest of your life... Yes, cuff me for the rest of your life."
"That's not good, it's very dangerous."
Ning Wuxie held Xuan'er's face with both big hands. Xuan'er was filled with tears and didn't want to look at him, so he turned her back again and again.
Finally Xuan'er stopped hiding and looked directly into Ning Wuxie's eyes.
The stubborn temper just now suddenly disappeared from her face.
She looked at Ning Wuxie steadily.
"You said you have developed a habit. How many such habits do you have?"
"Everything in our lives, I will engrave it in my mind as common sense."
"boast."
"I will try my best." Ning Wuxie touched Xuan'er's face, "As long as you don't leave."
"I do not go."
"real?"
Xuan'er raised her hand to hold Ning Wuxie's hand, stood on tiptoes, moved her head forward and kissed Ning Wuxie.
"Really, forever and ever, life after life, that's what I said." She looked at Ning Wuxie with watery eyes, "No matter...what it is."
"I'll die in your hands, okay?"
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