#372 - Rain sycamore

The heartless moon, a dream of eternal regret, both arrive in the secluded chamber.

My heart is grieved, but no one understands my sorrow.

Li Wutong once believed that no matter what happened, she would never change her determination to marry Wei Changtian.

But she could never have imagined that she was actually a demon.

She instinctively didn't want to believe any of this, didn't want to believe that what the maid Dong'er said was true.

But the difference between demons and humans is inevitable.

Perhaps Li Wutong had already noticed those "unusual" things happening to her, and had been puzzled by them.

And today, she finally got the answer.

But why?

Like thousands of ordinary "people", Li Wutong's values, instilled in her since childhood, made her have a deep-rooted hatred for "demons".

It was precisely because of this that she couldn't accept such a fact.

But who can be held responsible for this?

Is it her deceased birth mother?

Or Li Qi, who had been hiding this matter?

Or Yu Pingjun, who was retaliating against her in this most direct way?

They all seemed to be blameless, so Li Wutong could only blame it all on herself.

Perhaps, her living was a mistake.

Yes.

She shouldn't be alive.

"Clang!"

The long sword hanging on the side of the bed was suddenly drawn, Li Wutong clenched the hilt tightly, her eyes lingered on Wei Changtian for a moment, then she closed her eyes tightly.

At this moment, Li Wutong no longer had the determination to "marry herself to Young Master Wei no matter what".

She was extremely afraid of seeing the look of disgust on Wei Changtian's face after he knew her true identity.

So, let it be like this.

"Shua!"

A cold light flashed, the hand gripping the long sword suddenly exerted force in trembling, and then, at the last moment, it was undoubtedly firmly pressed down by Wei Changtian.

"Let me die, I am..."

"Princess, I know."

"..."

"Pa ta, pa ta..."

Outside the house, the sound of raindrops hitting the leaves began intermittently, and it had unexpectedly started to drizzle.

Contrary to the sudden "noise" in the small courtyard, the house was now silent.

I know.

These three short words were like a heavy hammer hitting Li Wutong's chest hard.

Her body trembled suddenly, looking at Wei Changtian in disbelief, her lips蠕动 several times but unable to make any sound.

Li Wutong understood the meaning of this sentence, but did not understand the meaning behind Wei Changtian's words.

So, is this the reason why he doesn't want to marry me?

A bitter feeling surged, and Li Wutong only felt a burst of pain in her heart.

She wanted to snatch the sword, but she had no strength left, and the hand holding the hilt gradually slipped.

This is a most painful feeling of powerlessness.

Because she can't change anything.

"..."

At this moment, Li Wutong no longer had her usual liveliness and wilfulness, and was kneeling weakly in the corner like a soulless shell.

As for Wei Changtian... He shook his head, took the long sword, returned it to its scabbard, and then sat cross-legged opposite the latter, finally speaking softly:

"Princess, do you still remember that half a month ago I forcibly tied you up and asked some inexplicable questions?"

"..."

Li Wutong slowly raised her head, without answering, her eyes still so empty.

Wei Changtian didn't care about this, just looked at Li Wutong and continued to speak slowly.

"Princess, in fact, I already knew you were a demon at that time."

"But at that time, I didn't know you weren't aware of it yourself, and thought you were a Yama transformation."

"It wasn't until the Emperor came later that he told me the truth."

"He once begged me not to tell you about this, so I never said it."

"Well... I understand that you still find it difficult to accept this matter, but in my opinion, there is actually no difference between humans and demons."

"They all have good and evil, they all have emotions and desires, they are all born in this world, if there is any difference... at most, demons can live longer."

"Thinking about it this way, it's actually a good thing."

He made a joke, deliberately putting his tone very relaxed.

Wei Changtian tried to make Li Wutong feel better in this way.

But who knew that the latter still looked dazed when she heard this, and after a long silence, two small words, as thin as mosquito wings, sounded in the gaps of the rain.

"Liar..."

"..."

Wei Changtian was stunned, and quickly assured: "Princess, everything I said is true!"

"Is that so?"

Li Wutong looked over with red eyes, her voice very weak: "But you won't be willing to marry a demon..."

Huh?

You don't want to live because of this?

Wei Changtian felt a little funny and a little distressed in his heart, and the expression on his face slowly became serious.

He took out the small sachet from his arms and spread it out in his palm.

Li Wutong's eyes finally had a glimmer of light at this moment, and Wei Changtian also took a deep breath, answering the previous question head-on.

"Princess, since I already knew you were a demon, but still accepted your sachet, don't you understand what this represents?"

"If that's the case, then I'll say it more clearly."

"Princess, no matter what happens in the future, I will marry you."

"Of course, unless you don't want to marry me before that."

"I wonder, have I made myself clear this time?"

"..."

No matter what happens, I will marry you.

At the moment when Wei Changtian said these words, Li Wutong only felt that her heartbeat seemed to stop.

That's right.

If Wei Changtian disliked her identity, how could he have accepted the sachet?

So he really doesn't care that I am a demon?

And what he said about marrying me, is this... is this true?

Li Wutong couldn't believe it, and once thought that she had misheard, or that Wei Changtian was lying to her.

But when she saw Wei Changtian's incomparably serious eyes, she completely believed all of this from the bottom of her heart.

In an instant, Li Wutong didn't know what to say, and while her body kept trembling, her vision, which was blocked by tears, became more and more blurred... until it completely turned into a darkness.

The sound of rain outside the window gradually became distant, and the familiar smell of that man was all around her.

After experiencing several major ups and downs, Li Wutong's spirit finally couldn't bear it, and she fainted.

In a trance, she seemed to have a dream.

A good dream that, although the process was painful, had a happy ending.

As for the other protagonist in this dream...

"Fainted?"

Wei Changtian breathed a sigh of relief after checking Li Wutong's breath.

He was still sitting cross-legged on the ground, holding the woman with her eyes closed, a face full of tears, but a trace of a smile on the corner of her mouth.

Alas, this can also be regarded as making a decision for myself.

Turning his head to look out the window, raindrops fell on the parasol tree leaves, shaking the late autumn night.

Parasol tree, midnight rain, unspeakable love's pain.

Each leaf, each sound, dripping into the dawn on the empty steps.