Chapter 1126: Love’s Devotion Always Goes Unrewarded (4)
Han Jing looked at the already broken Feng Peining and said, "Madam, I know I’m not the right person to say some things, but today Xiaoqi and I witnessed this, and I feel it’s better to clarify it with you. We hesitated too, after all, Ning Xu is already dead. If possible, perhaps this isn’t a new beginning for you and Shui Jingmo after all. But just now, you witnessed it yourself. When he didn’t even know Ning Xu was dead and just thought something was wrong, he pushed you away and left. Do you still want to deceive yourself?"
"Ning Xu paid the price of his life for the misplaced affection he had. It was only until the moment he died that he truly let go. Do you also want to be like him, wasting time and life for someone who isn’t worth it, letting it slip away like this? You’ve tried for ten years, have you obtained the feelings you wanted? Or do you think if you keep waiting like this, Shui Jingmo will really turn back to you?"
"You’re both people with infatuation, you and Ning Xu alike, neither of you was wrong; it’s Shui Jingmo’s insincere compromise that’s at fault. In the end, it entangled the three of you, and none of you can be well off. So, madam, even as a bystander, for Xiaoqi’s sake, I want to advise you, letting go might not be a bad beginning. Sometimes liking should be a kind of fulfillment. If you truly love Shui Jingmo that much, why not let him go? At least he has given you ten years of companionship. The deeper you love, the more you will want. When the day comes that what he can give no longer satisfies you, you will collapse, and both will be hurt. Do you want that kind of result?"
Xiaoqi nodded beside her: "Yes, Auntie, Sister Jing is right, don’t continue to torment yourself like this, someday you won’t be able to stand it. There are many things I don’t really understand, but Auntie, you weren’t like this in the past, are you really happy?"
In her memory, her aunt was a proud and aloof girl from a noble family, yet with the free and easy demeanor of a cultivator, a truly elegant woman.
But now, although her aunt still looks as elegant as ever, there’s a cautiousness about her that doesn’t fit her at all, something that should never appear on her.
The words of Han Jing and Xiaoqi came one after another, fiercely striking Feng Peining’s heart. She still hadn’t recovered from the fact that the person Jing Mo liked was Ning Xu, and she was dumbfounded by this series of questions.
She couldn’t help but think, over these past ten years, was she happy?
She thought she was happy, at least she could see her beloved every day, hear his gentle and soft voice, and feel his warmth and attentive care.
But was she really happy?
This alienation in their everyday interaction, this proximity that lately seemed so distant, isn’t it the most tormenting?
She loves him, she desires his closeness, but he is always so indifferent. She even crazily thought about telling him everything despite the consequences, yet she didn’t dare. Yes, she didn’t dare. She feared that if she did something wrong, she might push him even further away.
She began to become cautious, tiptoeing, trembling with fear, and even a slight movement of wind or grass would make her feel deeply uneasy, just like today. He suddenly disappeared, and she was frantic and nearly went mad.