11. They Should: Really Forgive Him

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Jingyi-
"How can I make it up to them?" "Gifts." "You don't have to." "Just explain." "...That's not helpful..." Senior Wei leaned back against Haunguan Jun with a sigh. "Just take some tea and explain over a few cups. Take the damn thing with you if they don't believe you and show them the cut. Also bring them candy." "Will that really work?" He shrugged and sect leader Jiang shook his head. "You have to try." "Do I?" "Would you like them to believe you're a fucking idiot for the rest of your life?" "Jiang Cheng! Don't be so rude!" He shook his head, Zidian sparking at his side and left. Sometimes I don't know how senior Wei could put up with him for so long... But I took his idea and stacked a bunch of cups on a tray with two teapots and some tea leaves. I'd feel bad if everyone had to wait super long because I brought one teapot for seven people... I also brought whatever candies I could find in the kitchen. I figured they were hanging out in one of the main halls and decided to be nosy. So I didn't knock or announce my presence when I found them. But I stopped walking altogether when I realized they were talking about me. "It's really pathetic. How he can just cry in front of everyone and senior Wei jumps to him. Maybe he's after him." "No it's pity. He must want pity from all of us but we shouldn't give him anymore. He's using us. I can't say I'll forgive him." "Don't jump to conclusions. Maybe he's just going through something." "For months? No. He's not helping anyone. You should kick him out of the clan." "I admit Jingyis been different. He is pushing it and it's getting on my nerves to but we can't do that. Maybe just...ask another senior to take him." "See? Even Sizhui's tired of him. Just abandon him." "I agree..." "...I'm with Jin Ling..." "He isn't close with me. I could care less..." "Alright Sizhui. That's five out seven with me. You're outnumbered. Send him away when you go home." Please say no Sizhui... "...Alright...but don't tell me you regret it once it's done-" I dropped the tray... They know I'm out here. My chest feels tight...but not because of a bug. Maybe you could call them bugs. I don't care anymore...

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