Empress Fu Yao [Volume 2] (Completed)✔

Defrost (Part 1)

Meng Fuyao placed her hands on her chest. After struggling for a long time, she finally spoke.

"You... why do you like me?"

Yuan Zhaoxu fell into silence, and after a long while he grabbed hold of a falling leaf and said, "I met a girl, who is just like a part of me. I had planned to get close to her to understand myself better, but in the process, I've lost sight of my initial goal. Throughout my whole life, I've never felt what it was like to treasure and fight for something. Because of her, things changed. It's to the point where I've completely forgotten about the shadow and simply want to continue seeing her."

It was Yuan Zhaoxu's first time unfolding his deepest thoughts, as the misty moonlight shone down onto the lotus flower on his wrist.

"I hope... she can be like this flower, weaved into my flesh, and stay by my side forever and beyond, until the end of time."

Meng Fuyao stood, shocked, amid the hot water, her features rigid. A long time later, she plopped onto her bum and started wailing.

"Can you not be so stirring, Yuan Zhaoxu?"

"Yuan Zhaoxu, I'm not as selfish as you think. In fact, I'm too selfless!"

Waves of emotions surged within her chest like the hot water around her. It was as if her organs were exploding amid the tension within her blood and flesh. Her consciousness seemed to have erupted at the same time, transforming into the millions of stars that twinkled in the vast dome of heaven.

Earth-shattering pain surged as if her mind and thoughts were being grounded by black bands of a jagged sawtooth. She clenched her teeth, swallowing the pain and emerging wound. Yet, the sensations had aroused indignation and anger from deep within her.

She bawled, unrestrained, clapping on the water with all the might and creating giant waves that splashed back at herself.

Her voice was like a steel knife, screechy and cutting through the silence in the mountain.

"I'm not afraid of the torture of loving someone and the anxiety of being loved. I'm afraid of the fleeting moments and forever goodbye."

"My time here is borrowed, do you understand? What if I were to disappear one day, Yuan Zhaoxu? Are you going to scold me for giving up without reason and treating your heart as worthless?"

"Love shouldn't be a part of this equation. I push you away so as not to hurt you. Why don't you understand..." Meng Fuyao spoke unclearly between sobs. Suddenly she sprung up and out of the water and grabbed Yuan Zhaoxu by his collar.

Shocked by her sudden outburst and taken aback, he was pulled into the water, instantly becoming soaked. Ignoring it all, Meng Fuyao continued dragging him in, while crying out loud.

"Get lost! Get lost now! Get the f*ck away! I no longer fear you. My teeth were hurting earlier, so I wasn't able to speak. Let me make things clear now. I don't want you. I don't want you, so do as you've mentioned and disappear before my eyes..."

"I changed my mind."

Yuan Zhaoxu stated calmly and almost warmly, the coldness in his voice no longer present.

He stood up and grabbed Meng Fuyao's flailing arms tightly, and she was temporarily unable to move. They faced each other, completely wet, as Yuan Zhaoxu looked into her eyes. "It's too late. Doesn't count."

"F*ck, and what you say counts... Huu..."

A pair of cold but soft lips pressed gently onto her own. And she lost all rationality.

She stood sluggishly in the water, her hands held stiffly in a strangling position, and watched as Yuan Zhaoxu stepped closer to taste her lips. A brief moment later, his tongue started to swirl within her mouth. Butterflies flitted in her stomach as she tasted the sweetness of his mouth. It was a cooling and comfortable feeling, and she felt as though she was having a sweet dream.