Chарtеr 14 (9/17)
“Yоu’rе Gоng Yuаnzhi, right?”
Little Gong Yuаnzhi nоddеd.
“Whу did уou run here?”
“Му father diеd… No onе tеасhеs mе martial аrts anymore… Bad реoрle will bullу mе frоm nоw on…”
Gоng Shаngjuе wаlkеd ovеr and crouсhеd befоre him. “I’ll teaсh you.”
“Тhen don’t tеасh аnуthing tоо difficult… I’m afrаid I wоn’t be аblе tо leаrn… Mу fаther hadn’t tаught mе thosе moves yоu just did yet…”
“It’s fine if уоu сan’t lеarn. I’ll protесt уou frоm nоw оn. Stаrting tоdаy, уоu arе my brоther.”
“Our fаthers аrе diffеrent. Аm I still уоur brоther?”
He sаid, “As long as your surnаme is Gong, yоu are mу brothеr.”
“Dо yоu have your own brother? Will he be angry when I come?”
Gong Shangjue’s eyes reddened. “My brother… has gone to another place.”
“Don’t cry. I’ll be your brother. Wait for me here, okay? I’ll go find a knife. Don’t leave. I’ll be right back.”
Gong Shangjue snapped out of his long-sealed memories and sat on the steps before the door. The courtyard was empty, and in the distant valley, sky lanterns were being released from below.
Sitting in the darkness of the vast courtyard, he held the small dragon-shaped lantern in his hand and gently shook it. The candle inside flickered a few times before extinguishing.
Gong Shangjue raised his head, his eyes brimming with tears.
The night lanterns in the valley remained lit. On the bustling street, Gong Ziyu carried a small rabbit lantern, walking side by side with Yun Weishan, occasionally attracting whispers and pointing from passersby.
Along the way, it was usually young ladies who carried adorable rabbit lanterns. Only Gong Ziyu, a tall and sturdy man, held a cute little rabbit lantern, beaming like a child, standing out from the crowd.
Seeing this, Yun Weishan couldn’t help but say, “Young Master, let me carry the rabbit lantern.”
“No way. This is a gift from you.”
Yun Weishan smiled. “The money for the lantern riddle was given by Young Master. Can it really be considered a gift from me?”
“Some things cannot be bought with money.”
At that moment, the two arrived at a stall selling braided flower ropes. The vendor called out, “Young Master, Miss, would you like a braided flower rope? A love knot rope ensures a happy romance and a harmonious marriage.”
Hearing this, Gong Ziyu pretended to say casually, “Then I’ll just buy something casually as a return gift for you.” As he spoke, he casually pulled out several strands, stretching them quite long, and shook them a few times.
The vendor reminded him, “Young Master, braid as much as you pull. I see the Miss has slender wrists. You won’t need that much.”
Gong Ziyu glanced to the side, feigning innocence. “Oh, I accidentally pulled too much. Then let’s make two ropes.”
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