jdhmnovel Chapter 306: Chen Xin is touched and pays attention secretly
Chapter 306: Chen Xin is touched and pays attention secretly
The arena for the sect competition was crowded with people, and it was very lively. The disciples' shouts and cheers rose and fell, converging into a noisy sound wave that soared into the sky. The sun shone on the competition stage, reflecting the spiritual light, which was gorgeous and dazzling.
Chu Mochen stood alone in a corner of the arena, his figure was as straight as a pine tree, his black robe fluttered gently in the wind, his eyes were as deep as the sea, and he locked onto the agile figure on the stage - Yun Yao. At this moment, Yun Yao shined in the competition, she was like a dancing elf, lightly shuttling between opponents, every movement of her spiritual power was just right, her moves were unpredictable, causing exclamations from the audience.
Seeing Yun Yao like this, Chu Mochen's heart seemed to have overturned a bottle of five flavors, with all kinds of mixed feelings. Every bit of the past time they spent together was like a picture scroll slowly unfolding in his mind. He remembered Yun Yao's clear and firm eyes when they first met. Even in difficult situations, she still showed a spirit of not admitting defeat; he remembered that during the mission, they faced strong enemies side by side, Yun Yao remained calm in the face of danger, always able to come up with unexpected strategies, and cooperated with him seamlessly; and that time in the back mountain of the sect, the two talked about their hearts, the moonlight sprinkled on her face, outlining her soft contours, and his heartstrings were gently plucked inadvertently...
But these beautiful memories, in stark contrast to his recent indifference to her, were like a hammer hitting his heart. He was filled with regret and hated his own impulsiveness and blindness, for falling so easily into Liu Yan'er's trap and misunderstanding Yun Yao.
"Why am I so confused..." Chu Mochen murmured softly, his voice full of self-blame. His fists were quietly clenched at his sides, and his knuckles turned white due to the force.
The competition was still going on fiercely. Yun Yao won all the way. The sword in her hand seemed to have life, dancing according to her will. Every time she swung the sword, it brought a sharp spiritual power and sword energy, dissolving the opponent's attack one by one. The audience in the audience was fascinated and exclaimed in amazement.
Chu Mochen's eyes never left Yun Yao. He saw that after a tough battle, beads of sweat oozed from her forehead, a few strands of hair stuck to her cheeks, and she looked a little tired but stubborn. At that moment, he had a strong urge in his heart, wanting to rush onto the stage immediately, wipe the sweat off her, and protect her behind him, so that she would not be hurt in the slightest.
As the competition entered a white-hot stage, Yun Yao's opponents became stronger, but she showed no fear and her eyes became more determined. She displayed her newly learned skills, and the spiritual power around her was shining brightly, like a bright star illuminating the entire arena. The tremendous power contained in the light made the audience dumbfounded and amazed.
Chu Mochen's heart tightened with every move of Yun Yao. He knew that behind this unique skill was Yun Yao's countless days and nights of hard training, and her silent forbearance and hard work after being misunderstood. "She is so strong..." He sighed secretly, and his admiration and love for Yun Yao became stronger.
The competition finally came to an end, and Yun Yao successfully advanced to the next round. She walked down the competition stage, panting slightly, with a trace of fatigue in her eyes, but more of the joy of victory. The disciples around her gathered around and cast admiring glances at her, some praising her strength, and some asking for advice on cultivation. Yun Yao smiled and answered patiently. Her smile was like the warm sunshine in spring, dispelling the haze in the hearts of those around her.
Chu Mochen hid behind the crowd, watching all this quietly. He saw Yun Yao chatting and laughing in the crowd, and the familiar face seemed to have a layer of strangeness at this moment. She became more and more cold and independent. The Yun Yao who would occasionally show her little girl's delicate appearance in front of him seemed to be pushed away by him. Thinking of this, his heart was full of bitterness. He wanted to go up and talk to her, but he felt as if his steps were heavy, and he didn't know how to face her.
After the crowd gradually dispersed, Chu Mochen slowly followed Yun Yao's footsteps. He deliberately kept a distance from her, for fear of being discovered by her, but also afraid of losing her. Along the way, he looked at Yun Yao's straight back, her steps were a little heavy but still firm, and he felt more and more uncomfortable.
Yun Yao returned to her residence and gently closed the door. She felt like a deflated ball, and fatigue instantly surged into her heart. She sat on the bed, looking ahead with a somewhat empty look in her eyes, and Chu Mochen's cold face involuntarily emerged in her mind. Although she was high-spirited on the competition stage, the loneliness in her heart spread like a tide at this moment, drowning her.
Outside the window, Chu Mochen stood quietly behind a big tree, looking at Yun Yao in the house through the crack of the window. Seeing her lonely appearance, his heart seemed to be tightly grasped by an invisible hand, and it hurt badly. He wanted to rush into the house at this moment, hug her in his arms, tell her that everything was his fault, and ask for her forgiveness. However, he was afraid that his rash appearance would make her sad again, so he could only resist the impulse in his heart and guard silently outside the window.
The moonlight was like water, sprinkled in every corner of the sect, adding a bit of coolness to the quiet night. Yun Yao lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to fall asleep. Her heart was full of longing and resentment for Chu Mochen, longing for the sweetness of the past, and resentment for his easy misunderstanding. Chu Mochen outside the window also did not close his eyes. He leaned against the tree trunk, looking at the closed window, his eyes full of regret and determination. He secretly vowed to find a chance to explain to Yun Yao and win back her heart, no matter what the cost.
Time passed quietly, and the night became darker. Yun Yao fell asleep in a daze, with her heart full of entanglements. Chu Mochen still stood outside the window, like a sculpture, motionless. It was not until the sky turned pale and the morning mist began to spread that he dragged his tired body and slowly left. He knew that it would not be easy to repair his relationship with Yun Yao, but he had made up his mind and would never give up.
This night was long and tormenting for Chu Mochen. He deeply realized that Yun Yao had already unknowingly taken root in his heart and became an indispensable part of his life. He could no longer bear the days of being strangers to her. Even if there were many thorns ahead, he would try his best to find back the beauty they had lost.
In the following days, Chu Mochen began to pay more attention to Yun Yao's every move. When Yun Yao went to the library to look up classics, he would sneak in in advance, hide behind the bookshelf, and watch her concentrate on studying, his heart full of tenderness; when Yun Yao went to the training ground to practice, he would hide on the mountain nearby, silently paying attention to the circulation of her spiritual power, worrying that she would make mistakes during practice; he would even secretly follow behind Yun Yao when she occasionally went out for training, always ready to stand up when she was in danger.
However, Yun Yao knew nothing about this. She was immersed in her own world of cultivation, working hard to improve her strength, trying to fill the void in her heart with busyness. Every time she was tired of practicing, she would always think of Chu Mochen, and the time when they encouraged each other and made progress together, and a stab of pain would arise in her heart. She didn't know that the man who made her love and hate him had actually been by her side, silently guarding her, waiting for the right time to re-enter her world.
As time went by, the atmosphere in the sect became more and more tense. Rumors spread about Yun Yao and Chu Mochen's gains in the secret realm, and jealousy quietly surged in the sect. Liu Yan'er took advantage of every opportunity to sow discord between them in front of everyone, trying to further damage their relationship. While Chu Mochen was paying attention to Yun Yao, he also keenly noticed these anomalies. He knew that a bigger storm was coming, and he had to resolve the misunderstanding between him and Yun Yao as soon as possible and face the storm together with her.
On a breezy morning, Chu Mochen came early to the lake where Yun Yao often practiced. He looked at the calm lake, repeatedly rehearsing the words to explain to Yun Yao in his mind, with a hint of nervousness and expectation in his eyes. He knew that today might be his chance to save everything...