The Husky and His White Cat Shizun - Chap 146
From that day onwards, a strange scene appeared in the Meng Po Lobby.
The “Elder Yu Heng’s Exclusive Seat”, where no one dared to sit without permission, had an additional Mo Weiyu.
The disciples passing by could always see Mo Ran and Chu Wanning eating together. The two of them sat facing each other, and Mo Ran would always put some food into his master’s bowl.
“Shh, look, senior brother Mo is giving the elder another piece of beef sirloin. Wow, such a big piece, I bet Elder Yu Heng won’t eat it.”
Not far away, a group of disciples whispered and made their bets in low voices.
“I also bet he won’t eat it. Elder Yu Heng doesn’t seem to like beef that much.”
“Then I bet he’ll eat it. After all, he also accepted those pigeon eggs from before.”
A group of people stole glances over there. They focused and held their breaths. They saw Chu Wanning frowning and poking at the beef with the tip of his chopsticks. He said something to Mo Ran with a sullen face.
They were a bit far away, so they couldn’t hear clearly, but Mo Ran seemed to have said a few words. Chu Wanning’s expression became even more unfriendly.
The disciples who bet that Chu Wanning wouldn’t eat immediately lit up with joy. They were so engrossed in watching that the ladles in their hands almost went up their nostrils.
“Look look look, the elder isn’t eating, he’s not eating!”
“Don’t poke me with your elbow, keep your voice down. If Elder Yu Heng hears you guys betting on him, he’ll skin you alive!”
“Heh heh heh, I don’t care, these twenty silver leaves are mine ~”
As the disciple spoke, he wanted to reach for the silver leaves on the table to be used as chips, but before he could touch them, he heard the people beside him whisper nervously, “Wait, the outcome hasn’t been decided yet. The elder is moving his chopsticks again!”
“What?”
Looking over again, sure enough, Chu Wanning had picked up that piece of beef brisket. The group of gamblers stared anxiously, feeling that their hearts were pinched by that pair of white jade chopsticks. It was neither moving up nor down, and it was very painful.
“He’s going to eat, he’s going to eat, he’s going to eat … Twenty silver leaves, twenty silver leaves, twenty silver leaves …” The disciple who bet that Chu Wanning would eat the sirloin kept muttering, nervously shaking his legs. Suddenly, his gaze froze and his entire body froze. “Ah!!”
Elder Yu Heng actually threw the beef that he had already picked up back into Mo Ran’s bowl without any explanation!
“…”
“Hahahaha, a narrow victory, a narrow victory!”
“I told you that the elders wouldn’t eat it. Come, the leaves are mine.”
The disciple who had lost the bet sighed and suddenly became dispirited. He slammed his head on the table and stared blankly in the direction of Chu Wanning.
“Elder, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have bet on you. I lost so much that I don’t even have the money to buy spirit stones this month!”
Just as he was feeling sorry for himself, he suddenly saw Mo Ran’s elbow move. His tall body leaned forward slightly, and he said a few words to Chu Wanning. Then, the defeated disciple saw with his own eyes that their Senior Martial Brother Mo picked up the beef brisket with some vegetables and handed it to Chu Wanning again.
… …
？？？
The disciple was stunned — Senior Martial Brother Mo was planning to directly feed the elders!?
Obviously, Chu Wanning was also not used to it. He rudely knocked Mo Ran’s chopsticks with his chopsticks and said two words with a serious expression.
The shape of his mouth was too easy to understand.
Put it down!
Mo Ran smiled and put back the vegetables and beef. However, he didn’t put them in his own bowl, but in his master’s. Chu Wanning had no choice but to sigh. Under the thieving gazes of more than ten people that he didn’t notice, he silently ate the vegetables and meat.
“… …”
The gamblers at the table were all dumbfounded. The disciples who thought that they would definitely win were all flabbergasted. The silver leaves in their hands slipped out of their hands.
On the other hand, the guy who was lying on the table immediately bounced up with full health. His eyes lit up and he enthusiastically said, “Hahaha, I turned defeat into victory! I turned defeat into victory! Senior Martial Brother, Junior Martial Brother, I’m sorry, these leaves still belong to me. Hahahaha, I’m rich, I’m rich. Let’s gamble again tomorrow, haha, let’s gamble again tomorrow! ”
On the other side, the master and disciple were completely unaware. Mo Ran raised his chopsticks and slowly ate the rice in his bowl while watching Chu Wanning eat the beef brisket.
It was a little hot in the Meng Po Lobby. Mo Ran’s left sleeve was rolled up to his elbow, revealing a strong and slender arm. The muscles on his arm rippled under his honey-colored skin. He scooped a bowl of soup and deliberately added a few pieces of pork ribs in the bowl when Chu Wanning wasn’t paying attention. The meat was at the bottom of the soup, so it wasn’t easy to see.
“Master, finish the soup. It’s cold.”
“Clear soup?”
Mo Ran blinked his eyes: “I think so. I didn’t pay attention when I was playing, so I forgot.”
Chu Wanning looked at the soup. There was a green leaf floating on top of the soup. It looked very delicious, so he didn’t refuse and took a spoonful.
“Is it good?”
“It’s not bad.”
“Then don’t waste it.” Mo Ran smiled and said, “Drink more.”
Chu Wanning glanced at him faintly: “You still dare to say that? Next time, don’t order so many dishes when you eat. You can’t finish it, so I have to share the burden with you. ”
“Haha, okay, then I’ll order less next time.”
Seeing Chu Wanning nod, Mo Ran picked up his own bowl of soup. The soup was a bit hot, so he blew on the soup noodles. The dense steam dispersed, reflecting on his resolute face, making it look very gentle.
Hot soup was an extremely wonderful food. It was clearly just a bowl of boiled water with some meat and seasonings, but it could warm one’s entire body from the stomach to the heart. And drinking soup with the person you love, that kind of satisfaction was like throwing a small stone into the water, causing ripples to spread out on the surface of the lake, flickering with light.
Mo Ran couldn’t help but sigh softly in the midst of the hard-won peace in this life.
So it turned out that time was leisurely. When he drank it, it was just the taste of a bowl of soup.
For this bowl of soup, he had once ground his teeth and sucked blood, killing people like flies. It was also for this bowl of soup that he now regretted it to the bone.
He held the bowl of soup and drank it very quickly.
Whether it was the uneasiness in his heart, the uncertainty about the future, or the regret and guilt, at this moment, he was not willing to think too much. His good days were too few, to the point that he needed to fight for them day and night. It wasn’t that he didn’t want to slowly savor it, leisurely and carefree. In fact, he was very envious of people like Xue Meng. Because he was born with wealth, he was always calm and unhurried.
Mo Ran couldn’t be calm. He often had so few things that he was always fighting for them. He was afraid that the things he snatched would be snatched away, so he could only immediately, immediately, wolfing them down. In this aspect, he almost retained his primitive bestial nature. He felt that only when he ate and hid the food in his stomach could he be at ease. Only then would he truly have something that no one could take away.
When he was young, he fought for food with other children.
In his previous life, he fought for the world with other immortals.
And in this life, he only wanted to snatch this bowl of soup.
He knew that he had done a lot of evil, and was afraid that fate would one day settle accounts with him. So he only wanted to snatch a little bit of his pitiful happiness, and then run away, leaving fate far behind him.
Like all those who wanted to repent and start over after committing a serious crime, Mo Ran was always smiling, but his heart was still uneasy. He knew that “good and evil will eventually be repaid” was not a lie. When the excitement died down, he always felt that the peace in front of him was very fake, like a mirage, like the moon in the water. In the end, he would still wake up and return to that empty Shaman Mountain Palace, back to hell.
So, he wanted to drink a few more mouthfuls before the soup turned cold.
This way, if one day, he really did get his retribution, was despised by the world, was judged by fate, and was once again pushed into the deep abyss of the cold pond, he could rely on this breath of hot air and walk on alone.
“What are you thinking about?” Chu Wanning asked him.
“Ah.” Mo Ran came back to his senses, softly responded, and then smiled, “Nothing, I like to daydream after eating.”
Chu Wanning glanced at his empty bowl. “Have you finished drinking?”
“Yes.”
“You seem to like today’s pork rib soup very much?”
“Haha, yes.”
Chu Wanning took his bowl and said, “I’ll go get you some more.”
He quickly returned, and as expected, he brought a big bowl full of meat soup. It was a little hot, and after putting down the bowl, Chu Wanning used his fingertips to touch the tip of his ears, warming his ears and lowering the temperature of his fingers.
He sat down again and said, “Drink.”
“Okay, a full bowl.”
“Drink slower.” Chu Wanning said, “If it’s not enough, there’s more, no one will take it from you.”
Mo Ran was moved by this simple sentence. He held the bowl of soup, his thick black eyelids drooping, and with a faint nasal voice, he smiled and replied, “Okay.”
Chu Wanning did not know, but in that moment, Mo Ran did his best to not hold the bowl full of soup, and to not cry when he heard that “if it’s not enough, there’s more, no one will take it from you.”
Chu Wanning had been gone for five years, and he had been tormenting himself for five years.
Five years later, his Shizun had told him to take it slow.
Mo Ran’s heart suddenly hurt very, very much. The closer he got to Chu Wanning, the more upset he felt. In fact, if one did not pay attention to many things, they would not be able to see the feelings behind them. But now that he looked carefully, he saw that Chu Wanning was so tolerant, so gentle, so good to him.
He had actually ruined this kind of person in his previous life.
What right did he have in this life to be able to accompany His Highness forever?
His heart trembled, and he struggled bitterly. On one hand, he felt that he was not worthy, that he should stay far away from Chu Wanning. He felt that where did he get the face to smile at Chu Wanning, to be good to Chu Wanning? Shameless!
But, on the other hand, there was not a moment when he did not yearn — — Is this how it is? Can this be how it is? They still have a long life, let him redeem the sins he once committed bit by bit, okay?
— —
I return from the mountain of corpses with a body full of sin.
I use my hands full of blood from my previous life to hold the mellow and warm soup of this life.
I am willing to kneel for the rest of my life, and when I die, my soul will go to hell. I only hope that you … … are still willing to hold this cup and taste it.
“Shizun.”
At some point, Xue Meng had arrived.
Mo Ran returned to his senses. In fact, ever since Chu Wanning’s death, he had spent almost all of his days and nights blaming himself and feeling uneasy. If he immersed himself in these emotions for too long, his entire person would become very heavy. For other people, this was not a good thing. Thus, he had always been working hard to adjust his emotions. In the past year, he had only slightly improved.
But occasionally, there would be one or two points in life that would still touch him. He would still fall into conflict and self-loathing because of a sentence or a matter.
When he raised his head and looked at Xue Meng, the gloom on his face had not yet disappeared, scaring Xue Meng.
“Aiya, you dog, what are you doing? Why are you looking at me like that? Do I owe you money? ”
Mo Ran knew that his mind had wandered just now, and he could not take it back immediately. He forced a smile and said, “I ate a bit too much. Do you have something to say to Shizun? Then tell me, I’ll go out and get some fresh air. ”
“Don’t, don’t go. Sit here, this matter is related to you.”
“Related to me? What matter? ”
Xue Meng’s expression was a bit subtle. “Don’t be disappointed when I tell you …”
Chu Wanning said, “Alright, Xue Meng, just say it.”
“Oh, oh.” Xue Meng, who had originally wanted to keep him in suspense, immediately said, “It’s like this. I just received an invitation. Song Qiutong is getting married.”
Mo Ran’s expression changed, and all the blood drained from his face in an instant.
But this trembling was not because of Song Qiutong, but because of Xue Meng — in this life, Mo Ran knew very well what kind of person Song Qiutong was. Thus, he hated that he could not avoid her. Right now, the two of them were even more distant than clear water, and had nothing to do with each other.
But Xue Meng …
Why did Xue Meng think that he would be disappointed when Song Qiutong got married?
Mo Ran’s heart clenched. He almost instantly thought of the fake North Pole that had been causing trouble all this time, the mastermind behind the scenes who had never revealed himself.
That person was also very likely to have been reborn. If that was the case, then that person was very clear about Mo Ran’s past, and knew the sins of Mo Ran’s previous life like the back of his hand!
Mo Ran’s face paled, and he forced himself to remain calm. He looked at Xue Meng without batting an eyelid. “How does this have to do with me?”
“Don’t you know yourself?” Xue Meng’s expression was a bit strange. “Today, the Confucian Wind Sect came to deliver the wedding invitation. That Miss Song even asked someone to deliver a letter to you. If you don’t have any interaction with her, why would she write a letter to you? Mo Ran, it’s not that I want to criticize you, but when did you provoke her? ”
“…” Mo Ran found it difficult to calm down, as if there were thorns in his back. After a long while, he said, “She wrote it to me? Could it be that there’s a mistake … ”
“It can’t be wrong.”
As Xue Meng spoke, he took out an envelope from his lapel and slapped it on the table in front of Mo Ran. “It’s written in black and white, and it’s addressed to Qiutong personally. How can there be a mistake?”
Mo Ran glanced at the envelope, his heart beating like a drum, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.
It was indeed Song Qiutong’s handwriting. But why would Song Qiutong, who had met by chance in this life, write a letter to him before the wedding?
Xue Meng crossed his arms and was very unhappy. “Do you want to go back and open it privately, or do you want to open it here with us?”
“…”
Mo Ran turned his head and saw that Chu Wanning was also looking at him, his sword-like eyebrows slightly furrowed.
“Open it?” Xue Meng was angry. He hated people who messed around with men and women, so he was a bit overbearing.
If this was really the case, then there was no way to avoid it …
Mo Ran only felt waves of weakness, and the fingertips that he stretched out were cold. He did not make a sound, and silently took the letter and opened it.
