It has quite sometime since Jiang Cheng started avoiding Xichen and it was becoming more obvious to the others.
"A-Cheng, how long are you going to avoid Zewu-jun?" Wuxian has been pestering Jiang Cheng all morning ever since he learned about the incident in the headmaster's office.
"I'm not avoiding him" Jiang Cheng answered in a high pitched tone "Why would I avoid him?"
Wuxian frowned at the sudden mood change of his shidi. He could tell that Jiang Cheng was somehow nervous. Just by watching him sweep those dried up leaves all over the place, he knew Jiang Cheng was keeping something.
Just then, Xichen walked up to them with a very serious face.
"Good morning Zewu--"
"Can I talk to Wanyin privately?" Xichen didn't even let Wuxian finish his greeting.
"Of course" Wuxian hesitantly left them.
Jiang Cheng lets go of the wooden broom and was about to flee when Xichen grabbed his arm.
"Wanyin" Xichen sounded serious and at the same time, sad "Can we talk"
Jiang Cheng yanked his arm off of Xichen's grip.
"There's nothing for us to talk about"
"Why are you avoiding me, Wanyin?"
"I wasn't"
"Don't lie"
"Zewu-jun . . "
"Is it because of that kiss?" Jiang Cheng's pupils doubled its size upon hearing that straightforward question. And he was even more shocked by the next that follows "Do you like me?"
"What the hell are you talking about?" Jiang Cheng turned his back and was about to leave when Xichen spoke again.
"I like you"
With just those three words, Jiang Cheng's feet were frozen to the ground. His head keeps telling him to move but there's something inside him that wants him to stay there and listen to what else Xichen was going to say.
"Wanyin . ." Xichen called out to his senses. "Can you please stop avoiding me?"
"I told you, I wasn't avoiding you!" Jiang Cheng shouted at him before running back into the house.
Xichen could only watch him with dismay.
During lunch, Jiang Cheng was more conscious on his actions. He tried so hard not to look like he was avoiding Xichen.
"Xichen, can you pass me the pumpkin soup?" Jiang Cheng asked in a little shaky tone.
Xichen just smiled and handed him his request "Here you go, A-Cheng"
Some of them almost spat their food upon hearing how Xichen addressed Jiang Cheng.
"I'm done eating" Jingyi suddenly stood up and bowed to them "Please excuse me. I still have lots of homework to do" he went straight up to his room without even waiting for anyone to respond.
Xichen could only watch his son walk out of the dining room. He knows exactly why Jingyi suddenly acted that way.
The night before, Xichen had already talked to Jingyi about his plans of pursuing Jiang Cheng. Though Jingyi didn't say any disagreement, he could tell that Jingyi still holds on to Guangyao's memories.
"I'll just . ." before Xichen could even stand up from his sit, Yang had already vanished.
"Where is he going?" Huaisang asked whule fanning his self "That kid really has no manners"
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Founder Of Demonic Cultivation
Ficción históricaWhat if Wei Wuxian didn't die? What if they didn't try to kill him? What if they all lived in harmony? Would it be better? Or would another chaos emerge?