Chapter 2720 The Mad City Lord's Love-Hate Relationship 43
Seventeen years is indeed not a long time for cultivators.
Guadaomen is hidden among the mountains, shrouded in clouds and mist.
After returning to his sect, Jin Chen spent most of his time in seclusion, occasionally going down the mountain to travel, handle some sect affairs, or, at the invitation of the new emperor, to go to the capital to discuss important matters concerning the balance of Yin and Yang.
The red ribbon on his wrist was never removed, becoming a unique symbol.
All the disciples knew that their eldest brother wore a red silk ribbon on his wrist, but none of them knew its deeper meaning. They simply assumed it was a profound magical artifact or a habit of cultivation.
Only Chu Jiushan knew that every so often, the red silk would fade slightly, and Jin Chen would leave the sect alone for a period of time. When she returned, the silk would be restored to its original color, and the expression between her brows would soften considerably.
Seventeen years have passed in the blink of an eye.
In March in Jiangnan, the grass grows tall and the orioles fly, and the fine rain is as soft as butter.
Today is the seventeenth birthday of Yin Chaosheng, the only son of the richest man in Jiangnan. The Yin family is extremely wealthy and charitable, and enjoys a very high reputation in the local area.
This young master is even more legendary. It is said that auspicious clouds surrounded the beams when he was born. He was intelligent and talented from a young age, a boy born with a silver spoon in his mouth, and showered with love and affection.
Now seventeen years old, he is exceptionally handsome, with an air of refined elegance in his eyes and brows. His birthday banquet is a grand event celebrated by almost the entire city.
The area in front of the Yin Mansion was bustling with activity, with a constant stream of carriages and guests, creating a festive and lively atmosphere.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the alley.
"Shh! Don't make a sound, and especially don't tell my father!"
The carriage curtain was lifted, and a young man dressed in a bright blue brocade robe with a jade belt cinched at his waist nimbly jumped out of the carriage.
His face was exquisitely beautiful, with a proud and lively air about him, a result of being pampered. Yin Chaosheng gestured for the coachman and his attendants to be quiet, and then unfolded his jade fan in his hand and gently waved it.
"There is a very important guest who has not yet arrived at the birthday banquet. You all wait here and are not allowed to follow us!"
Having said that, he left alone without waiting for a response from his servants.
Yin Chaosheng waved the jade fan in his hand idly as he looked around.
He has been having the same strange dream for the past month.
The dream was blurry, but he vaguely remembered that on his seventeenth birthday, he would meet an extremely important person.
The dream disturbed his peace of mind, and he lost interest in the birthday banquet that had been in preparation for months.
He waited and waited, and as the auspicious time approached and the banquet was about to begin, the important guest from his dream still hadn't appeared.
Feeling anxious, Yin Chaosheng decided to slip out of the mansion and wander around the neighborhood, hoping to get some luck.
He wandered through familiar streets and alleys, bypassed bustling markets, crossed quiet stone bridges, and glanced at passersby, but he could not find that person.
After walking for a while, he felt hungry. Yin Chaosheng noticed an old man selling candied hawthorns by the roadside and took out a few copper coins. "Uncle, I'll have a skewer."
Just as he received the candied hawthorn and paid for it, Yin Chaosheng suddenly caught a glimpse of a figure in white passing by the alleyway ahead.
Instantly, Yin Chaosheng's heart trembled.
It's him! It must be him!
Without a second thought, Yin Chaosheng took off after him.
He pushed through the crowd and rushed into the narrow alley.
The alley was deep and moss-covered, but at its end it was a dead end, deserted and empty.
Yin Chaosheng stood blankly in the middle of the alley, staring at the cold wall, his heart filled with loss and emptiness, as if something extremely precious had just been within reach, but had vanished in an instant.
He pursed his lips, his eyes stung slightly, and an urge to cry welled up inside him for no apparent reason.
In her moment of despair, a clear, melodious voice, like a mountain stream, with a hint of lazy laughter, gently rang out from behind her.
"Are you looking for me?"
Yin Chaosheng froze, then turned around very slowly.
Outside the alley, the ancient apricot tree is in full bloom, its pink and white petals fluttering down.
Amidst the swirling petals, he saw a man dressed in a moon-white robe leaning against the pink wall at the alley entrance.
He was tall and slender, with exceptionally handsome features. His eyes were smiling as he looked over, his gentleness enough to melt away the slight chill of March in Jiangnan.
Looking down, a red silk ribbon was tied around the person's left wrist, contrasting with the plain white robe and becoming a vibrant color in this ink-wash painting-like scene.
The moment the red color came into view, Yin Chaosheng's eyes welled up with tears, and his vision blurred.
Seeing his stunned expression, Jin Chen chuckled, stepped forward, and handed him the candied hawthorn in her hand. "Candied hawthorn, why aren't you taking it and eating it?"
Yin Chaosheng seemed to snap out of his daze, instinctively gripping the bamboo skewer and staring blankly at him.
Across the fluttering petals and seventeen years of time, this glance was a preordained reunion after a long separation.
After a long while, Yin Chaosheng suddenly twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled, and the tears that had been welling up in his eyes finally rolled down.
"I'm waiting for someone." The boy's clear voice was a little hoarse, with a sob in it.
A gentle breeze swept by, swirling up more apricot blossoms that landed on their shoulders and hair.
Jin Chen's eyes flickered slightly, and she asked softly, "Waiting for whom?"
"Waiting for my love."
"Did we get there?"
Yin Chaosheng took a step forward, then another, until he stood in front of Jin Chen.
His trembling fingertips hooked onto the red ribbon, and he tilted his head back, his moist eyes gazing at Jin Chen.
"We're waiting."
Seventeen long years have passed, transcending the barriers of life and death.
At this moment, amidst the misty vapors and falling blossoms of Jiangnan, the dust settles.
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