He is Lovestruck in the Revenge-Chapter 174 - 167 The Last Carnival Xie Shangs Endless

Chapter 174: 167: The Last Carnival, Xie Shang’s Endless Indulgence (Second Release)

Chapter 174: 167: The Last Carnival, Xie Shang’s Endless Indulgence (Second Release)

The hanging lamp was placed outside the tent. It was very cold on the mountain at night, so Wen Changling warmed Xie Shang’s hands in her embrace.

Before falling asleep, she said, “Let’s go to Wind Town, I want to visit my hometown.”

“Okay.”

She closed her eyes and instinctively called out for Xie Shang.

Xie Shang responded.

She fell asleep quickly.

******

Wen Changling took ten days off and went on a road trip to Wind Town with Xie Shang. They took their time, stopping here and there, passing through many cities and seeing many landscapes.

They bungee-jumped at White Bay Canyon, overlooking the sunset’s afterglow stretching into the long river of the canyon.

They visited Jiuguan Grassland to see the golden autumn and the flying snow, where fallen leaves and snowflakes intertwined in the high mountains, witnessing the clash between the silver-dressed and the colorful visual splendor.

They went to Blue Sea at five in the morning to watch the first rays of light illuminate the scales of the sea.

Blue Sea was very close to Wind Town; her hometown was within reach, and so was the end of the time she had left. She and Xie Shang stood by the sea, on the deserted beach, listening to the waves for a long time.

She walked unconsciously towards the deeper part of the sea.

Xie Shang grabbed her.

“Changling.”

She turned around and saw Xie Shang’s worried gaze. The raucous and surging waves kept assaulting her nerves, a voice whispered in her ear: Go crazy, while you still can.

She wanted to drive the car into the sea, wanted to embrace Xie Shang and sink to the bottom of the sea.

“Xingxing.”

“Hmm.”

The waves had already wet her shoes as she gazed at the far end of the sea: “The sea is so beautiful.”

In her eyes, Xie Shang saw gloom and sadness.

He remembered a passage from “Tebi Manor” that described the heroine Annie: Sad yet beautiful, like a flower blooming amidst the withering of countless others in winter, like a fairy tale that is picturesque yet ends tragically.

He stepped forward and embraced Wen Changling: “If you like it, we can come here often.”

Xie Shang, we don’t have a future.

Wen Changling began to kiss him, to tug at his clothes.

“Changling.”

She paid him no attention.

Xie Shang held her hands: “This isn’t appropriate here.”

Seven years ago, when Wen Changling’s illness was at its worst, she went to a deserted island with a backpack full of homemade bombs. Just one second before she lit the fuse, she saw a turtle overturned by the waves and struggling to right itself on the shore.

She was like that turtle.

She turned the turtle right side up and gave up on detonating the bombs.

“There’s no one else.”

At five in the morning, there was nobody else at Blue Sea besides them. Occasionally, vehicles passed on the distant ring road, the street lights were still on, and the sun was still hiding below the horizon.

Xie Shang shook his head, gently patting Wen Changling’s back, trying to soothe her: “Baby, it’s not safe here.”

He rarely called her that.

The only one or two times he had were in moments of deep affection.

Wen Changling wouldn’t stop, refused to be calmed.

Xie Shang didn’t know exactly what was wrong with her, but he vaguely understood that he couldn’t reject Wen Changling in her current emotional state. She seemed ready to leave at any moment, to leave him, to leave this world to which she had no attachment.

Xie Shang closed all the car windows.

“Changling, is it that…”

Is it that after giving sweetness, it’s time to make a clean break.

Xie Shang didn’t dare to say it outright, he understood Wen Changling, she had many secrets, she hadn’t truly accepted him: “I will help you with what you want to do, can you let me be on your side?”

She pushed on Xie Shang’s shoulders, sitting on top of him, all the initiative in her hands, she said: “I’m almost done with what I want to do, right now I just want to be with you.”

Xie Shang closed his eyes.

Hoping that Wen Changling would lie to him a bit longer.

The car windows were closed tight, and the sea breeze blew wildly outside. Rationality and instinct tussled, pushing against each other, Wen Changling felt as if she was being torn apart, and she was drenched in sweat.

“Xie Shang, I’m a little cold.”

Xie Shang covered her with a blanket.

“Still cold.”

He turned on the car’s heater.

*****

Wen Changling caught a cold and rested in the hotel for two days before continuing the journey.

It wasn’t really resting; these days she was indulging and causing chaos, Xie Shang couldn’t control her, couldn’t coax her to listen, letting her wreak havoc and exhaust herself.

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The road up the back hill of White Peach Village had been built two years ago, and cars could drive up the mountain. This season, the tea trees had matured, forming terraced fields that stretched into the distance, a sea of green. This was Wen Changling’s hometown.

At the foot of the mountain, Wen Changling pointed to the mountain at the back and said to Xie Shang: “Up there, that’s where I grew up.”

Xie Qingze said he would bring Xie Shang here one day. He never did, but Wen Changling did it in his stead.

A red-brick bungalow, a hedged yard, a well in the yard, Wen Changling’s home was high up on the mountain. The house was empty, there was nothing left; she had burned everything seven years ago.

Xie Shang was cleaning.

Wen Changling slept in the car; her cold hadn’t improved, she had a slight fever, and after taking medicine, she felt very drowsy.

The car was equipped with a tent, blankets, and moisture-proof pads. After Xie Shang had cleaned the house, he laid down the pads and carried Wen Changling into the house. She didn’t wake up, and she hadn’t taken off her hearing aids.

“Changling.”

“Changling.”

Wen Changling’s eyes opened slightly, somewhat dazed: “Hmm?”

“I’m going down the mountain to buy some things. Wait for me at home.”

They had run out of drinking water in the car, and Xie Shang also wanted to buy some groceries.

“Oh.”

Wen Changling agreed, wrapped herself in the blanket, and unconsciously pressed her body against the wall.

Xie Shang was very worried, feeling an inexplicable unease and anxiety. He walked to the door, then turned back: “Changling, don’t sleep yet, get up and lock the door.”

Wen Changling crawled out of the blanket, her expression a bit dull.

“Lock the door before you sleep.”

“Oh.”

She got up and followed Xie Shang to the door.

Ever since returning to Wind Town, her mood had been off.

Xie Shang touched her face: “I’ll be back soon.”