CHAPTER 652: CHAPTER 46: A CHANCE TO BE ALONE (PART 2)

"Theoretically, Si Yiyi Hospital has always been funded by the Wang Family, it can be considered as their private property." Listening to Xiao Xian wanting to seek help from others and unwilling to utter a few soft words in front of him, there was a taste of discomfort in his heart.

"Then it’s settled, Mr. Mao’s home is here, thank you for driving me home," Xiao Xian hurriedly got out of the taxi as it pulled up at the alley entrance.

As soon as she got out of the taxi, the car drove away, but there was still one person left behind.

"Why haven’t you gone back yet? The alley is very short, just a few steps away," Xiao Xian grumbled inwardly about Xuerou’s previous chattiness. The light from the alley’s entrance shone on Zhou Ziang’s figure, casting a tall silhouette that overlapped with Xiao Xian’s shadow, enveloping her entirely.

"Agreed to help Wang Shuai, aiming to enter the Cangqiong Palace," this thought had been fermenting in Zhou Ziang’s mind ever since he found out Xiao Xian entered the Huake Institute.

The appearance of Mirage Gate allowed Zhou Ziang to discover a hidden side of himself. The moment he left here, abandoning everything of the new world, the person he thought of was the one standing under the streetlight, her crimson lips emitting white mist, her facial expression extraordinarily vivid, it was Zhu Xiaoxian.

Since he couldn’t let go, why not just take her to the Cangqiong Palace with him?

Regardless of whether they come out or never return, as long as he takes her with him, that’s settled. This was the new thought that Zhou Ziang harbored.

With this thought, he had this conversation tonight.

Xuerou often says, Zhang Yiyi is a creature with a simple brain structure, but at least in terms of emotions, Yiyi’s brain is more useful than Zhou Ziang’s, because at least she would show her temper towards Wang Shuai and express her feelings directly.

"You know about the Cangqiong Palace too? Did Wang Shuai tell you? I don’t even know what Cangqiong Palace is, and I don’t know if I could survive if I go, why should I go?" Regarding Cangqiong Palace, it was never Xiao Xian’s own idea, but Mei Nian’s pursuit, or rather, the slight anxiety Mei Nian held about Mei Xiang’s life and death.

Xiao Xian considers herself an ordinary person, her pursuit of cultivation is to become strong enough to protect her loved ones. Her heart is very small, maybe just the size of a needle tip. A needle-like heart cannot leverage the human’s boundless desire for life.

"You will come back alive. I am here, as will you be." On a quiet night, the snow had stopped for several hours, and the snow on the ground had been compacted by children playing at the alley entrance earlier in the evening.

At this moment, Xiao Xian’s heart is even more compacted than the snow under her feet, her heart was tightly wrapped by Zhou Ziang’s words just now, suffocating.

Aunt once said that when men and women are together, they like to use sweet words like "I love you" and "for a lifetime" to confirm each other’s love. Xiao Xian had always been puzzled by this, wondering how such simple sentences could hold so much power. But tonight, she vaguely understood the feeling after hearing such words.

In fact, in Zhou Ziang’s phrases, there was no mention of any emotionally charged words, Xiao Xian did not hear those cheesy words.

But just as black and white are timeless classics, the simpler the words used to express, the greater the impact often is.

Simple five words "I am here, as will you be," once they came out from Zhou Ziang’s mouth, they had the tremendous impact of a thunderclap out of a clear sky.

Actually, Xiao Xian should have asked, is this a confession? Then she might have seen a different side of Zhou Ziang.

But it was too cold, cold enough to make her tongue tied, her jaws clenched, her facial nerves stiff, and even her mouth frozen, eventually Xiao Xian said nothing, neither agreeing to Zhou Ziang’s suggestion nor questioning why he said those words, simply letting him escort her to Mr. Mao’s front door.

Watching Zhou Ziang step on the snow, slowly walking out of the alley.

"Xiao Xian, you just got back, your aunt has been talking about it for most of the evening," Mao Dazhu came out to open the door, seeing Xiao Xian’s face and nose all red, he thought she was frozen and hurriedly pushed her inside the house to warm up.

In the southern side of the courtyard, Xiao Xian and Zhuo Feng’s temporary residence, Zhuo Feng saw Xiao Xian return and urged her to go wash her face and change out of her cold, wet clothes.

"It’s so cold, why are you still running around?" Seeing Zhuo Feng complaining, Xiao Xian gave a sheepish smile and said she went to find the researcher from Huake Institute who could help.