After Breaking Off the Engagement, I Started Pursuing My Master-Chapter 117 - Run away as fast as you can

Chapter 117: Run away as fast as you can

Jiang Huai suddenly realized he didn’t understand women at all.

That’s not right.

What happened to starting to dislike me? Didn’t she tremble with anger when I pinched her feet and ears just now? She even cried... Why did the favorability not decrease but instead increase? Could it be because I apologized? Should I not have apologized?

But not apologizing would be too heartless, after all, you did go too far.

Jiang Huai double-checked to make sure he wasn’t seeing things wrong; the number had indeed jumped from 79 to 83.

No, no, no, Luo Yueguan is a terrifyingly unpredictable element; he must find a way to lower the favorability!

Suddenly, an idea struck him, and he reached out to pinch Luo Yueguan’s face.

Luo Yueguan was startled.

Jiang Huai’s fingertips gently tugged at Luo Yueguan’s cheek, pulling her face into a strange expression, then he looked at her and said.

“Aunt Luo, you really are strange.”

“What?”

“Nothing, just remarking that you’re a strange woman.”

Her cheeks were soft and smooth, and Jiang Huai’s actions were disrespectful, but Luo Yueguan didn’t slap his hand away, just looked at him confusedly. Jiang Huai suddenly thought of something even more outrageous. His fingertips approached Luo Yueguan’s lips, and just as he was about to pry them open, Luo Yueguan suddenly clamped her teeth down and... bit his finger.

“Ouch, ouch, ouch!”

Jiang Huai tried to pull his finger out, but Luo Yueguan didn’t let go for a good while, holding on like a little dog, and it took seven or eight seconds before she finally released her teeth and scoffed.

“Did you think you could take advantage of me just like that?”

Jiang Huai had a feeling that his action had just lowered his standing in Luo Yueguan’s heart by a notch.

He had two more chances to detect Luo Yueguan’s affection, and he needed to find a perfect way to lower it without intentionally disgusting her.

Jiang Huai returned to the chair opposite her and sat down. Luo Yueguan straightened the skirt she had previously lifted, and then crossed her legs lazily. She tilted her chin up slightly, looking at Jiang Huai.

“I heard from Qingyu that you personally promised her that you would marry her on her twentieth birthday?”

Jiang Huai hesitated for a moment, then nodded slightly.

“You hesitated.”

“Hesitation doesn’t mean uncertainty,” Jiang Huai sighed helplessly.

“I did promise Qingyu that I would marry her after she turned twenty.”

“But now you clearly like Chu Xianning more.”

“Not at all,” Jiang Huai shook his head.

“I feel like my affection for Chu Xianning is about the same as for Qingyu.”

Jiang Huai couldn’t explain it clearly; he felt that affection couldn’t be measured with numbers. When he thought of Chu Xianning, he remembered her kindness to him over the past decade, her cool gaze, and her saintly appearance in a white dress. When he thought of Luo Qingyu, he remembered her adorable demeanor in front of him, her cuddly posture in his arms like a kitten, and the image of her waist sinking down, her hips striving to rise, eagerly accommodating... That’s risque, no, he couldn’t stop thinking about it.

It seemed that as soon as he thought about this, his thoughts of Chu Xianning faded significantly.

Indeed, you’re just a lustful dog, Jiang Huai Jr...

“You’re acting as if Chu Xianning doesn’t like you, and Qingyu is your backup.”

Luo Yueguan pouted slightly, still showing a hint of dissatisfaction.

“It’s not like that. Qingyu is Qingyu, master is master; there’s never been a backup for anyone,” Jiang Huai shook his head.

“Then if Chu Xianning suddenly tells you within this year that she’s willing to abandon everything worldly and marry you, would you still marry Qingyu?” Luo Yueguan’s gaze was fixed on Jiang Huai.

“I would,” Jiang Huai answered without hesitation this time.

Luo Yueguan was taken aback, “Why?”

“Firstly, master would definitely not say that, and secondly, after I told master that I had personally promised Luo Qingyu to marry on her twentieth birthday, master would bless me. The situation you’re talking about won’t happen...”

“If, I mean if, it did happen?”

“If it did...”

Jiang Huai began to seriously consider the question. If Chu Xianning really was willing to give up everything worldly to be with him, would he go back on his word to Luo Qingyu?

It seemed like a question worth serious consideration. He thought about it for the duration of an incense stick, but still couldn’t come up with an answer.

“If you have to hesitate so long, you actually already have the answer in your heart, right?”

Luo Yueguan replied faintly, with a hint of disdain in her eyes.

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“Because it’s an unsolvable question. If I have to say, if, if there really comes such a day, of course, I would still marry Qingyu, but maybe I would try to coax Qingyu into accepting me marrying my master too... Alright, I’m a shameless scoundrel, but lying is pointless. I probably would really think that way.”

“Heh, do you think with your master’s proud nature, she would allow herself to share a husband with a junior, with her friend’s daughter?”

Luo Yueguan scoffed.

“That’s why there are no ifs. Master knows I’m going to marry Luo Qingyu, so there absolutely, absolutely won’t be the if you’re talking about. What’s the point of discussing so many ifs?” Jiang Huai replied with a wry smile.

“I have one more question,” Luo Yueguan’s toes lifted slightly.

“Ask,” Jiang Huai didn’t show impatience this time; perhaps it was quite nice just to chat.

“Do you really like Qingyu?” Luo Yueguan’s gaze was fixed on him.

Jiang Huai was taken aback, then laughed helplessly, “I do.”

“But I don’t know why, I always feel that you don’t like Qingyu that much... It’s not that you don’t show it, it’s just a strange intuition, hard to explain...”

“I can tell you the reason.” Jiang Huai looked innocently at Luo Yueguan.

“Because between Qingyu and me, there hasn’t been a true heart-to-heart.”

“You did such bad things to Qingyu the night before last, and that’s not heart-to-heart?!”

“That’s not what I mean, Aunt Luo.” Jiang Huai looked helplessly into her eyes.

“What I mean is, my heart and Qingyu’s heart have not truly been open. I don’t know how to describe it to you... People like me actually share some common traits with Qingyu’s personality. We both have strong boundaries with others, and most of the time, even with close people, we don’t show our true selves but prefer to play a role.”

“Previously, in front of Luo Qingyu, I played the role of Brother Jiang Huai, a seemingly upright gentleman, teaching Qingyu swordsmanship, accompanying her in practice, and discussing principles. But in reality, I’m a kid whose head is filled with dirty thoughts every day, and many times I’d rather have others coax me than me coaxing others. I love to be spoiled and to act petulantly, and I want to be indulged without limit.”

“In front of me, Qingyu always plays the role of an absolutely obedient and well-behaved girl, to the point where it seems like she has no desires of her own. It’s as if whatever I say is everything to her. But I’ve always felt that the real Qingyu isn’t like that. The real Qingyu is very smart and has a lot of her own little thoughts, but she never tells me. In front of me, she always appears to be a docile and slightly naive little girl, and she’s always quietly testing my preferences to make changes.”

“Actually, everyone is like this. We all have a cocoon that we use to protect ourselves. We use this cocoon to interact with others, to make them feel comfortable, so we won’t hurt them. But I’ve always believed that true love is about truly understanding each other’s hearts, knowing those dark, mean thoughts at the bottom of each other’s hearts, understanding each other’s greed, and also understanding each other’s selfishness. Even so, we still want to hold each other tight because of loneliness. Only by truly understanding the dark side of each other’s hearts can the possibility of love arise.”

Luo Yueguan was stunned for a while.

“Why did you agree to marry Qingyu then?”

“Because I like her,” Jiang Huai looked into Luo Yueguan’s eyes.

“She’s cute and obedient in front of me, not because she wants to deceive me, but because she likes me. That’s why she subconsciously acts this way. So why wouldn’t I like her? I want to postpone the wedding date partly because I want to spend some time to truly understand each other with Qingyu, not to continue playing the role-playing game of good brother and good sister. I don’t need her to pretend to be the image I like; I want to see her true self.”

“What if... the real Qingyu isn’t the image you like?”

“What I like is the fact that she likes me. No matter what her true self is like, she still likes me. I’m actually quite easy to satisfy. Qingyu is so beautiful, and being able to marry her as my wife is a very happy thing. I’ve never worried about what the real Qingyu is like. Instead, I’m more worried that Qingyu will be disappointed when she sees me take off the mask of Brother Jiang Huai... Actually, I’m a very selfish, petty, and childish guy.”

“What about Chu Xianning?” Luo Yueguan suddenly asked.

“Why are we talking about my master again?”

“After you marry Qingyu, what about Chu Xianning?”

“What about Chu Xianning? I don’t understand what you mean.”

“My point is, will you continue to like Chu Xianning?”

“Once married... Master won’t have any thoughts about me anymore. If she doesn’t, then neither will I. Actually, many times I’ve wanted to give up, but every time I always feel like there’s a slight fondness for me in the bottom of Master’s heart, and that slight fondness always gives me illusions. When she no longer gives me a chance, I won’t continue to be a little scoundrel lingering around her.”

Luo Yueguan seemed to understand.

She suddenly laughed, “It’s the first time I’ve seen someone call themselves a little scoundrel.”

“Woof woof woof.” Jiang Huai wasn’t at all embarrassed, showing his true self.

He’s never cared much about face. In fact, he knows himself very well. The hardships and struggles of his past life had long since worn away his vanity and shame. After coming to this world, from the beginning, his wish was very simple: just to have someone by his side, to quietly accompany him until old age.

The colorful clouds are fragile, and the glass is brittle; he has never asked for too much.

“Come here, scoundrel, lick Mother’s toes.”

Luo Yueguan lifted her leg, her eyes full of playfulness as she approached Jiang Huai. The next second, Jiang Huai quickly moved to Luo Yueguan’s side and gently pinched her earlobe with his fingertips.

Luo Yueguan shivered all over, and Jiang Huai ran away.