Do You Know How to Capture a Villain? - Chapter 70.2

She opened her lips and said to him, “I don’t know, Xiao Yu-shixiong.”

Shen Rongyu put down the hand holding her earlobe. Ji Qingzhou had one advantage. She never lied, so this sentence was also the truth.

He remembered his original intention of asking her the question. He wanted to know where she came from and who she was.

Being curious about a person was a terrible thing for Shen Rongyu.

He fell into an unreasonable cycle of contemplation once more — He should have killed her, but for such a piece of wood, what difference did it make if he killed her or kept her alive?

Ji Qingzhou was baffled. She didn’t know what was going on in Shen Rongyu’s mind. She stepped down from Burial Snow with him. Instead of looking at the moon in the sky, she focused on the dead leaves in the forest. In any case, she didn’t look at him.

She felt that her mind was empty sometimes. Because she had no desires, she wasn’t interested in anything. When Maomao and You You were still around, she would think about what the two little guys would eat the next day.

Ji Qingzhou would never think about what Shen Rongyu would have the following day because he could eat it by himself.

Shen Rongyu, after all, had asked the question he was most curious about. From the bamboo house under the moon in Mingxin Lake to White Water Island, he could not even ask what was bothering him as openly as Elder Qiao Shu did.

“What did you do before coming to Xuanyun Sect?” he asked gently. He only held her wrist and led her to his small courtyard — She had long recharged her spirit qi but he had yet to release his hold.

“I worked in a town and helped the boss in the pharmacy to do some bookkeeping.” This was exactly what Ji Qingzhou did after she came to this world. When she was first bound to the system, the Immortal Ascension Conference in Xuanyun Sect had not yet commenced. She made a living in a mortal village and worked as an accountant for a month. This job left her a lot of time to loaf off because she could calculate those accounts quickly.

She did not lack the means to earn a living. Otherwise, she would not even have had the money to buy Maomao in the first place, so a simple wish like living by herself somewhere in the middle of nowhere until she grew old could be easily fulfilled.

Shen Rongyu laughed softly when he heard this. He knew that this was something Ji Qingzhou could definitely do.

“What about before that?” He didn’t get the answer he wanted, so he continued to ask.

“Before that, I helped other people manage their accounts in different places, and put the balanced books back where they belonged. So I made some money,” when Ji Qingzhou said this, she felt a little frustrated; she was indeed unlucky, otherwise she would have been living happily in the previous world right now.

“And then?” Shen Rongyu only whispered, still trying to unearth something — He no longer concealed his curiosity and asked, “So, what about before?”

How could someone be born a dead block of wood? Even he himself remembered all his experiences since birth, vividly and painfully.

Just then, Ji Qingzhou stopped walking. She turned her head to his direction, but her beautiful eyes were still out of focus, and her gaze did not meet his.

When Ji Qingzhou heard this question, she felt that her mind was still blank, but then she was overwhelmed by the realization that it was actually a terrible thing for her to be missing all her previous memories. She knew that it wouldn’t matter if this taboo was left untouched, if it had left her mind, but then it so happened that Shen Rongyu asked her about it.

How could she not answer his question? Hence, she began to think carefully, but couldn’t find a good answer. She was like a flower without roots.

Ji Qingzhou’s eyes widened and her expression suddenly turned into distress. Her voice sounded as soft as before, dull and calm, as if she had just woken up from a long slumber.

“Xiao Yu-shixiong, I forgot,” she said to Shen Rongyu, “I can’t remember anything prior to those.”

It was such an absurd answer but coming from Ji Qingzhou, it was an honest one.

Forget what was forgotten, never to be remembered.

Shen Rongyu looked into her eyes. The other end of her sight was still tugging at his heart, turning into sharp thorns, poking down one after another.

Ji Qingzhou’s eyes were wide open, and her eyebrows were arched up. Her hair dangled down and the strands hung endlessly, making her look very uneasy. The autumn breeze blew against her eyes, stimulating tears, but her eyes only filled with waves of light, unable to shed a tear — Whether out of sadness or from external stimuli.

Shen Rongyu’s big palm covered her eyes, and the temperature of his palm warmed her increasingly uncomfortable eyes.

“Don’t think about it,” he whispered to her.

“Okay,” Ji Qingzhou replied obediently.

Listening to her voice that became crisp because of its briefness, Shen Rongyu suddenly regretted asking her the question.

His curiosity about her deepened more. The moment he stepped into the quagmire, every time he struggled, he sank deeper and deeper.

Ji Qingzhou added, “It’s not a big deal.”

“When all is said and done, everythings fine now,” she said quietly. She perceived the change in Shen Rongyu’s mood — Strangely enough, she was slow to capture him, but she managed to ensnare his softer sentiments in an instant.

She didn’t mean to be sad. It was just as well that she seemed to have forgotten about that, but it was not good to upset someone else.

She was comforting him… Shen Rongyu dragged her into his courtyard. Ji Qingzhou watched the moonlight reflected in the small pond in the courtyard rippling.

Shen Rongyu carried her up effortlessly. He wrapped his hand around her back and the other around her legs. When he looked down, he could see her bent knees, the light tassels resting on them dangling in wisps, and not far above those knees were her restlessly cocked toes.

Ji Qingzhou’s mind was occupied by those weird things at this point. Now, for example, it felt as if the aura of the red qi in the cultivation space was out. Yes, this was the same feeling the red qi had given her when he had wrapped her tightly in the depths of the sea of blood.

He was who he was, there was no distinction.

Shen Rongyu straightened his back. Not long after, the red epiphyllum on the back of his neck began to heat up. He surmised that under his heavy robes the red epiphyllum must be shining bright red.

Ji Qingzhou blinked, her eyes still wet and moist. She nestled in Shen Rongyu’s arms and asked softly: “Xiao Yu-shixiong, are we going to cultivate now?”

“Yes.” Shen Rongyu hugged her and stepped onto the bamboo platform atop the small pond. His footsteps produced creaks, tailing his way to the bamboo couch in the center of the platform.

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