Douluo: Why is Qian Renxue not in love anymore?

Chapter 5 What recognition? That's called premature love

Chapter 5 What recognition? That's called premature love
"..."

The sun shone obliquely on the square of the Spirit Hall. The golden light and the figures of the two people intertwined to form a breathtaking picture.

Not far away, several passers-by dressed in gorgeous clothes stopped to watch, and their voices of discussion were heard quietly, adding a bit of liveliness to this quiet morning.

One of them was a girl in a goose yellow dress, holding a slender cigar lightly between her fingertips. She took a puff gracefully, exhaling the smoke, her bright eyes sparkling with curiosity and amusement.

She looked towards the training ground and saw the figures of Li Muyun and Qian Renxue still moving back and forth in the morning light, one in front and one behind, without slowing down, as if they were engaged in a silent contest.

"Do you think that little boy is sick?" A young man in a blue robe beside her chuckled, with a hint of teasing in his tone, "He has been chasing our young lady for the whole afternoon and he still won't give up. This kind of perseverance is rare."

The girl flicked the ashes of her cigar, a playful smile appeared on her lips, and her eyes penetrated the lingering smoke and locked onto the figures of the boy and girl.

"Perhaps, it's not called illness, but 'obsession'." She said slowly, her voice low and magnetic, as if it could penetrate the fog of people's hearts.

The blue-robed young man heard this and turned his head to look at the girl, with a hint of surprise in his eyes. He chuckled, but also restrained some of the teasing.

"Persistence? In this world where the strong are respected, how many people are willing to be so persistent for a simple emotion? It's really rare."

The girl shook her head gently, her eyes deep, "You don't understand, sometimes, it is this seemingly useless persistence that can create an extraordinary legend. They may be just small figures in the Spirit Hall now, but in the future, who can say that they will not become the shining stars on this continent?"

At this moment, Qian Renxue suddenly lost her balance after a quick run. Her feet slipped and she fell forward. Dust was instantly raised, breaking the tranquility around her.

She quickly adjusted her posture, managing to keep steady in a less-than-elegant position, her knees lightly touching the ground, causing a barely perceptible pain.

However, there was no trace of frustration on her face, only a more determined look.

She looked up at Li Muyun, who had also stopped not far away, his eyes full of concern, and a stubborn smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

"I'm fine, no need for help." Her voice was clear and firm, with unquestionable strength.

Then, she used the force to stand up, brushed off the dust on her body, as if it was just an insignificant episode, and continued to run forward.

Seeing this, the young man in blue robe raised his eyebrows slightly and whispered to the girl beside him: "Look, the young lady fell down again, but she didn't let the little boy help her. Do you think the young lady doesn't like the little boy?"

There was a hint of confusion and ridicule in his tone.

The girl shook her head slightly. She had already elegantly held the cigar between her fingers without lighting it. It was just a habitual action when she was thinking.

Her eyes were deep, as if she could see into people's hearts. She smiled gently, and her voice was meaningful: "Hate? Maybe it's just the opposite. It is this stubbornness of not accepting help easily that makes people see the pride and independence in the heart of the young lady."

"She didn't want to show her vulnerability in front of the little boy. This persistence might be a recognition of the little boy from deep in her heart."

The young man in the blue robe laughed, "What recognition? That's called premature love. The young lady has been led astray by this little boy. Do you think he is tired of living?"

The girl was stunned and asked, "What do you mean?"

The young man in blue robe said seriously, "Don't forget who the young lady's grandfather is. What if he knew that there was a little boy who had been pestering the young lady?"

Before the blue-robed young man finished speaking, a subtle tension suddenly filled the air. A sly look flashed in his eyes, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. "Hehe, unless the little boy is very important to the young lady, otherwise..."

He deliberately dragged out his voice, his eyes moving back and forth between the girl and the figure running in the distance, causing the girl to glance sideways, with a hint of curiosity and expectation between her brows. "How about this?" The girl's voice was light, but it was serious enough to be ignored. She leaned forward slightly, as if trying to capture more information from the blue-robed young man's eyes.

The young man in blue robe smiled slyly and lowered his voice, as if every word contained an unspeakable secret: "Otherwise, I'm afraid the whole village will have a feast, and it will be very lively. After all, the majesty of the chief priest should not be underestimated. If the little boy can't win the heart of the young lady, I'm afraid..."

At this point, he paused deliberately. The air around him seemed to freeze for a moment, even the wind stopped blowing, leaving only the breeze caused by Li Muyun and Qian Renxue running in the distance, gently brushing their faces, but unable to blow away the sudden heavy atmosphere.

The girl's expression changed slightly, and a complex emotion flashed in her bright eyes, including worry about the unknown and curiosity about the fate of the two.

At this moment, the young man in blue robe seemed to have seen something even more incredible. "Look, the young lady fell down again. Now the little boy is finished. Let's go back and prepare the money for the reward."

girl: ? ? ?
"Are you sick? Get out of here..."

"..."

She fell down, and the dust rose again, like the surging waves in Qian Renxue's heart, knocking her down again and again, but failing to erase the light in her eyes.

Sweat mixed with dirt, outlining firm lines on her cheeks.

Qian Renxue's fists were deeply embedded in the soil, her nails turning white from the force, as if she was trying to grab onto something to support her unyielding soul.

Her breathing was heavy and rapid, and every breath seemed to swallow the thin air around her, but even so, her eyes were still like torches, burning with an unquenchable flame.

The surroundings seemed to be still, with only the sound of her beating heart, roaring in her chest, interweaving with the faint sound of the wind in the distance to form an unyielding battle song.

"How is it possible? How could I fall down in a place like this?"

Qian Renxue roared in her heart, and every word was like a hammer, striking her will.

She pushed hard, and the ground mixed with mud and sweat seemed to feel her unyielding strength, trembling as it lifted her up.

I thought of my grandfather’s sacrifice in my previous life, my mother’s death, the people of Jialing Pass, and everyone in the Spirit Hall.

She hated her own incompetence, hated herself for not being cruel enough, and hated herself for falling in love with someone she shouldn't love.

Qian Renxue's eyes were red, like burning flames, reflecting the endless anger and unwillingness in her heart.

Her throat seemed to be burning with fire, and every breath was accompanied by severe pain, but she seemed not to feel it and continued to sprint forward in an almost self-abuse manner.

The wind whistled in her ears, but it could not blow away the obsession in her heart. Her steps were staggering, but extremely firm, and every step she took was full of determination and courage.

Behind him, Li Muyun caught up with him, "Qian Renxue, you don't want to live anymore, why are you fighting so hard?"

Qian Renxue did not stop, "Li Muyun, you don't understand, you really don't understand."

"I never thought that being powerless would make me feel so helpless, so miserable, and so hateful of my own incompetence."

(End of this chapter)

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