MDZS Characters Watching the Future

61. End of Empathy

The sky had been darkening, and so had Xue Yang’s expression. He tapped his fingers irritatedly on the table.

"I'm getting scared for what will happen next." said Nie Huaisang.

When dusk fell completely, he kicked the table and cursed. Standing up, he half-kneeled in front of Xiao XingChen’s corpse, checking over the array and incantations that he had painted. After repeated examinations, he felt that there was nothing wrong. However, after frowning for a moment, he still wiped away all of them and redrew the entire thing.

This time, Xue Yang directly sat on the ground, staring patiently at Xiao XingChen. He waited for another while. A-Qing’s legs had already went through three stages of numbness. Now, they both itched and hurt, as though thousands of ants were nibbling on them. Her eyes had been swollen as well from crying. Her sight was a bit blurry.

After another two hours, Xue Yang finally discovered that the situation had gotten out of control.

"What happened?" asked MianMian.

"Nothing really, it's just that he really died." said Wei Wuxian.

"Then?" asked Nie Huaisang.

"He can't turn him into a fierce corpse." answered Wei Wuxian.

He put his hand onto Xiao XingChen’s forehead, closing his eyes for detection. A moment later, his eyes flew open.

Wei WuXian knew. What he could still detect was probably just a few strands of a fragmented soul.

And, a soul that was broken in such a way that it could never be used to create a fierce corpse.

"Oh, so that's the reason why he asked for Wei-xiong's help to mend it." said Nie Huaisang.

"But a broken sould can never be mend." said Wei Wuxian.

"Really?" asked Xue Yang.

"You could only wait for the soul to be complete again on his own which takes a lot of time." said Wei Wuxian.

It seemed that Xue Yang had never expected something like this to happen. On his face, which constantly grinned, an emptiness appeared for the first time.

The Xue Yang who is with them is having the same expression.

"You can change yourself to be able to get close to them. I know that they will try to understand you." said Wei Wuxian.

"That's impossible." he murmured.

Without thinking, although it was too late, he pressed his hands against the wound on Xiao XingChen’s neck. However, all of the blood had already drained away. Xiao XingChen’s face was whiter than paper. Large areas of dark-red blood dried up on his neck. Covering the wound now would do nothing.

Xiao XingChen had died. He had died completely.

Even his soul had shattered.

The child in Xue Yang’s story who cried because he couldn’t eat pastries was too different from the present him. It was almost impossible to link the two together. Yet, in the current moment, Wei WuXian could finally catch a few traces of that ignorant, confused child on Xue Yang’s face.

"It breaks my heart seeing him like that." said Jiang Yanli.

"Life must be so cruel to him." she added.

"He choose that kind of life. He must pay the consequences of his actions." said Jin Zixuan.

"But he's just a boy." said Jiang Yanli.