nycdaug Chapter 215 You Are Not My Father
Chapter 215 You Are Not My Father
Xinghan's heartbeat couldn't help but speed up a bit, with feelings of nervousness and anticipation intertwined in his chest.
He slowed down his pace, trying not to make any noise so as not to disturb the familiar figure in front of him.
Although the moonlight was thin, it could still barely illuminate the surroundings, and the open space in the backyard was shrouded in a faint, mysterious light.
This light added an indescribable atmosphere to the quiet night and filled Xinghan's heart with more curiosity and speculation.
He stood there quietly, staring at the back, trying to read more information from the other person's posture.
As the distance got closer, the figure gradually became clearer.
Xinghan took a deep breath, trying to calm his excitement, then called softly: "Is it you?..." Although the voice was soft, it was full of thousands of words, which passed through the tranquility of the night and was transmitted to the back.
The back trembled slightly, as if he felt the call from behind, and slowly turned around.
The moonlight seemed to become brighter at this moment, illuminating the other person's face. It was a face that was both familiar and slightly weathered, and was looking at the stars with the same complicated eyes.
I don’t know if it’s because of the moonlight, but the red heart clothes are also stained with a bit of desolation.
“Xinghan…”
The other party's voice had a barely perceptible tremor, but it reached Xinghan's ears extremely clearly.
At this moment, all the waiting, all the speculation, and all the emotions turned into a tacit understanding between the two people that did not require any words.
The night is still quiet.
The light is still dim.
He is still familiar.
He, however, seemed like a stranger.
Xinghan's surprise was beyond words. He never expected that the groom, Xingyun, who had been so glorious at the wedding and should have been enjoying his wedding night, would appear here and practice late at night.
This sudden discovery filled Xinghan's heart with doubts and confusion.
"Xingyun, you...how come you are here?" There was a hint of disbelief in Xinghan's voice. He looked Xingyun up and down, trying to find the answer from his expression and state.
Xingyun turned around and faced Xinghan. A hint of embarrassment flashed across his face, but was soon replaced by determination. "Xinghan, I know this may not be appropriate, but I really can't wait any longer." There was a hint of urgency in his words.
"You...child, you should have been spending your wedding night with each other, why are you here? Are you missing home?" Xinghan's heart was in a knot, and he had a very bad premonition.
Xingyun was definitely hiding something from him.
What's the matter?
"I have discovered a new method of cultivation, which may greatly improve my cultivation. I must improve my strength as much as possible before the wedding night."
Xinghan was half-believing and half-doubting when he heard this.
He understood Xingyun's pursuit and persistence, and also understood that every minute and every second was crucial on the path of cultivation.
But at the same time, he couldn't help but worry about Xingyun. After all, marriage is a major event in life, and the wedding night is of extraordinary significance. By doing this, was he being too indifferent to the feelings of flowers and birds?
"Xingyun, you are doing this for yourself, but you also have to consider Hua Niao. She just married you, and you are ignoring her like this. I'm afraid it's not appropriate, right?"
Xinghan said earnestly that he hoped Xingyun could realize his responsibilities and obligations.
Xingyun's face changed slightly when he heard this, and he obviously realized his negligence. "Xinghan, you are right. I was too impatient. I will go to Hua Niao to explain clearly and try my best to make up for my mistake." His words were full of regret and determination.
Xinghan nodded in encouragement.
"Go ahead. I believe you can handle it all. Remember, whether it's practice or life, we need to use our hearts to balance and grasp it."
Xingyun's movements were sudden and decisive. With a wave of his hands, an invisible barrier was instantly built between them, isolating Xinghan from outside.
This barrier not only separated them physically, but also seemed to create an insurmountable gap between them. Xinghan was stunned. He couldn't believe what he saw, and couldn't accept the fact that he was deceived by the person closest to him.
"You are not my father." Xingyun looked up at the starry sky and said calmly.
"You...what did you say?" Xinghan's voice trembled, anger and disappointment intertwined in his heart, "I'm not your father? If this is the reason for you, I can explain..."
Xingyun turned around, with his back to Xinghan, and spoke with a hint of mixed emotions:
"No need. I know you've been very kind to me, but the truth is often crueler than feelings. The memories that emerged in my mind told me that I was originally an ancient god, but for some reason I drifted into the human world and lost most of my power and memory. And although you saved my life, you are not my biological father."
As he spoke, Xingyun slowly took out a seemingly ordinary stone from his pocket.
That was what Xinghan discovered by chance during an expedition. At that time, they didn't know its origin and purpose.
At this moment, the stone emits a faint fluorescence under the moonlight, as if it contains some mysterious power.
"This stone was obtained by you accidentally last time. When I was playing with it occasionally, I discovered its secret."
"This..." Xinghan looked at the familiar stone in Xingyun's hand and remembered that it was the stone he found under the star stone last time. He and Xiaomaoqiu discovered it together.
However, this stone has no usable spiritual power and no special functions.
"It awakened my dormant memories. I realized that I was once one of the four ancient gentlemen gods, fighting alongside the painting god Xinghui and others. And Xinghui, he sacrificed himself to save the people, but left a trace of his soul in the world. I... I want to revive him, my friend, my brother."
Xingyun's tone was full of firmness and determination.
Xingyun's words echoed in the night, and his eyes flashed with unprecedented light, as if he had crossed the boundaries of time and space and returned to the ancient and glorious past. He continued:
"That time, at the Yunbian Inn, I overheard the guests' heated discussion about the ancient gods. Their words were full of awe and yearning, especially when they mentioned the Four Gentlemen of Ancient Gods. They were full of praise, saying that our existence is even older than the Ten Ancient Gods, and that we are the ancient power that truly protects this continent. At that moment, my heart was deeply touched, as if being pulled by an invisible force, which made me curious and eager about my own identity like never before."
"The Painting God Xinghui they mentioned, the great being who was willing to sacrifice himself to save the people, made my heart surge. I can't imagine what kind of courage and determination could make him make such a great choice. And I, as his partner who once fought side by side, actually forgot all of this over the long years. This makes me feel extremely ashamed and guilty."
"More importantly, I heard a shocking news—"
Xinghan felt a sudden shock in his heart. He couldn't help but feel the strange force that was pulling at his heart and even all his internal organs, ready to move. He asked in a trembling voice, "What... news?"