Chapter Nineteenth: If It Is Not Mine

  (Some people say I wrote the children's love story too much, but I also thought so, my own emotional story is very sad, writing and writing accidentally substituted, this is today's third update!!)

  The next morning, Yang Yu Xi woke up from his meditation, turned over and jumped out of the room door in one swift motion, wanting to go out and find Lan Yu Yan.

  "Huh?"

  He had just walked a few steps when he discovered that there was actually someone on the training ground. He ran over quickly and called out after getting a clear look at who it was.

  "Fourth Brother Qiūshēng, Eldest Brother Nièhán!"

  In the training ground were Rong Qiu Sheng and Nie Han, these two men since getting to know each other had feelings that grew day by day, with a sense of regret for not meeting earlier, they already addressed each other as brothers.

  As he got to know Nie Han better, Ru Qiu Sheng gained a deeper understanding of him. This person was naturally steady and low-key, and his strength was very strong. Even in his prime, Ru Qiu Sheng couldn't guarantee that he could defeat him, let alone now when he still had injuries on his body.

  The two of them saw Yang Yu Xi and both revealed a smile, they both genuinely liked this little guy.

  "Third Master, how did you come?" Nie Han smiled, his armor reflecting the soft light of the sun, and although he was wearing armor, it made him look gentle.

  Yang Yu Xi said: "I originally had something to go out and happened to see you here, so I came to take a look."

  "Oh, I see! Autumn-born brother and I are having a duel!" Nie Han pointed at Ruyu Qiusheng and then at himself.

  "Are you two going to fight? But neither of you is making a move!"

  Nie Han and Ru Qiu Sheng exchanged a glance, both of them slightly nodded. Ru Qiu Sheng said: "This is a test of wills, competing in the realm of thoughts, ordinary people naturally can't see it."

  "Alright, alright, you're all masters, I'm a rookie, don't understand, don't understand..." Yang Yu Xi waved her hand, annoyed.

  Yang Yu Xi glanced around casually and suddenly found a clean book on the ground, picked it up and asked: "What's this book?"

  Nie Han took a glance and said, "This is the collection of writings by the late Su Dongpo."

  "Nie Hanchen, you can actually read books?!" Yang Yuxi exclaimed in surprise.

  "Boom"

  Nie Han gave him a burst of laughter and scolded: "You also underestimate your brother Nie Han, I don't look like a reckless person at all?"

  Yang Yu Xi stuck out her tongue and casually flipped open that book of essays, pointing to one sentence and asking: "What does this sentence mean?"

  "'If it is not mine, I will not take even a single hair.'... The meaning of this sentence is that if something is not yours, you won't take it even if it's very little. The implied meaning is that what belongs to you ultimately belongs to you, and no one can take it away from you; if it doesn't belong to you, don't want a single penny, and even if you try to grab it, you still can't get it."

  "Oh..." Yang Yu Xi nodded thoughtfully, repeating this sentence several times in her heart.

  A moment later, Yang Yu Xi bid farewell to the two and rushed out of the city master's mansion, heading towards Lan Yu Huan's home.

  And on the training ground, Ru Qiusheng turned around and asked Nie Han: "How's your consideration of what I told you last time?"

  Nie Han slowly shook his head and said in a low voice: "I haven't thought it through yet, the city lord has treated me with great kindness, I..."

  "Alas..." Rujiaosheng let out a light sigh, turned around and had his back to Niehan, "I know you value relationships and righteousness, but you also have to think about your own future. My injury will heal in about another week, before that, you must give me a clear answer."

  Nie Han looked at Ru Qiusheng's back and nodded slowly and firmly: "Alright, I will consider it carefully."

  Yang Yu Xi had just seen Lan Yu Yan's home when he saw Lan Yu Yan humming a tune and walking out the door.

  Yang Yu Xi dodged to one side and hid behind a residential house.

  Lan Yu hummed a little tune as she walked away into the distance, her small figure bouncing up and down with obvious excitement.

  Seeing her like this, Yang Yu Xi's heart was filled with a wave of sadness. It seemed that she wasn't troubled by yesterday's events at all; she no longer cared about herself.

  "Whatever..." Yang Yu Xi casually let out a "whatever", then lightly jumped onto the rooftop, quietly following Lan Yu Yan.

  Lan Yu Yan finally stopped in front of a thatched hut under a remote earth slope in Xiyang City, and Yang Yu Xi looked at this obviously newly built thatched hut, guessing a few points in his heart, with a terrifyingly gloomy face.

  "Knock knock knock"

  Lan Yu Yan tidied up her clothes in front of the door and then knocked on it with a rhythmic sense.

  "Ouch"

  The door opened, and the old man walked out. The two of them actually chatted for a few sentences in a very familiar manner. Then, the old man took Lan Yuexuan inside and closed the door. Before he did, his gaze seemed to intentionally or unintentionally glance at where Yang Yuxi was hiding.

  Yang Yu Xi looked at the old man's gaze just now and unexpectedly didn't feel any fear, but instead had a bit of expectation for him to immediately expose her.

  As the old man closed the door, Yang Yu Xi walked out of the bushes, his head slightly lowered. No one could see his eyes hidden by his bangs, but they could sense his distress and anger from his clenched fists and trembling body.

  After a long time, he loosened his fist, stopped trembling, and turned around to leave this place.

  Behind him, the morning glow was just revealed, and the soft light filled the air. The old man's gaze shot out from the thatched cottage, freezing on Yang Yuxi's desolate back.

  Before she knew it, it was already afternoon. Lan Yu Yan happily left Nan Gong Zang Jie's house and entered the bustling city district. She turned a corner and was surprised to find Yang Yu Xi leaning against a small alley, staring blankly at the sky.

  Feeling Lan Yu's gaze, Yang Yu Xi turned her head and gave her a faint glance before turning back to look at the sky.

  Lan Yu's eyes sparkled as she thought for a moment before walking to Yang Yu Xi's side, softly calling out: "Yu Xi ge ge..."

  Yang Yu Xi slightly frowned, "Brother Yu Xi", such a sweet and intimate title, why does it sound so disgusting now.

  "Call me Yu Xi." Yang Yu Xi spoke expressionlessly.

  Lan Yu's body trembled slightly, looking at Yang Yu Xi in disbelief, her voice trembling as she opened her mouth: "You... what did you just say?"

  "Call me Yu Xi." Yang Yu Xi repeated, still without any expression.

  "Are you still angry with me?" Blue Rain's eyes had a hint of tears.

  Yang Yu Xi took a deep breath, his heart was not as calm as the surface, it was filled with pain.

  He adjusted his posture and didn't respond to Lan Yu's words, directly asking: "Where did you go just now?"

  Lan Yu's eyes widened slightly, her face turned red, and she lowered her head to stare at the hem of her clothes, answering in a low voice: "I... just went for a walk."

  "Just wandering around here?" Yang Yu Xi asked softly, her eyes slightly closed.

  "Yes, yes! Brother Yang Yu Xi, look, the market is so lively! Look at that new mask, isn't it beautiful? Come and see!" Lan Yu Yan pulled on Yang Yu Xi's sleeve, wanting to drag him into the market.

  "Hmph!" Yang Yu Xi suddenly shook off Lan Yu Yan, turned around and said indignantly, "I've already told you, call me Yu Xi, or else, just call me Third Young Master."

  "What's wrong with you?!" Blue Rain asked hastily, feeling a bit guilty and anxious.

  Yang Yu Xi turned back to Lan Yu Yan, staring at her beautiful eyes and said word by word: "Go find him then say you're going to find him, no need to disguise it in front of me! Do you think this is interesting?"

  "You...!" Lan Yu's eyes widened in incredulity as she stared at Yang Yu Xi, before finally shouting after a long while, "You actually followed me!"

  "Hmph, just happened to see it. Nothing in itself, but I didn't expect you to deceive me." Yang Yu Xi sneered, the curve of his mouth making Lan Yu Yan's heart skip a beat.

  "What makes you follow me?!" Lan Yu Yan seized this point and kept questioning.

  Yang Yu Xi didn't speak, staring fixedly at Lan Yu Yan's eyes, his face calm to the point of being terrifying, as if he wasn't paying attention to what was happening at all, but those bright red eye sockets betrayed his inner heart.

  Lan Yu Yan was stared at by Yang Yu Xi to the point of getting goosebumps, her autumn water-like eyes slightly trembling, her body slowly tilting backwards.

  "Hah, hahahaha..." Yang Yu Xi suddenly burst out laughing, a mixture of madness and pain. His eyes narrowed as two lines of clear tears flowed down from the corners of his eyes. He still stared at Lan Yu Yan with a pained tone, "How laughable that I specially rushed to your house wanting to talk to you, hahahaha... We've known each other for eight years, yet we can't compare to that guy's one face, I admit it..."

  As soon as he finished speaking, he turned around and left at the fastest speed, without leaving any room for recovery.

  Although Yang Yu Xi was only eight years old, he also knew that a short pain is better than a long one.

  Lan Yu stared blankly at Yang Yu Xi's receding back, leaning against the wall and sobbing softly. As a child of seven or eight years old, she didn't know how to control her emotions. From the moment she saw Nan Gong Zuan Jie, her heart had trembled with a feeling that Yang Yu Xi had never given her before.

  Yang Yu Xi left Blue Rain Yan and returned to the City Master's Mansion, rushing into the Scripture Pavilion and slamming the door shut with a "bang".

  Everyone in the mansion who saw him thought they were seeing things, because they actually saw Third Young Master crying. This stubborn child, as stubborn as a cow, had actually come back crying. This was something that would have been impossible in the past!

  Yang Yu Xi leaned against the door of the scripture hall, her body slowly sliding down, and fell to sit on the cold ground, staring blankly ahead.

  Just like this, sat for an afternoon.

  When the sun was setting and night was approaching, someone outside reported that Chen Hu had arrived. Yang Yu Xi fell silent for a moment before speaking up to let Chen Hu in, but only allowed him to stand outside the door of the Cang Jing Pavilion.

  Two people, separated by a door.

  "Yu Xi, are you alright?" Chen Hu's voice was filled with concern and anxiety.

  "What's wrong?"

  Chen Hu did not respond immediately, apparently considering his words. Yang Yu Xi let out a bitter laugh and said, "Speak, don't worry about me."

  Chen Hu took a deep breath and said in the fastest speed: "Today, Xiao Yan went to find Nan Gong Zang...". Then he fell silent and didn't speak again.

  "I know." Unexpectedly calm was Yang Yuxi's response, beyond Chen Hu's expectations.

  Chen Hu continued: "San Gouzi, that traitor, also went..."

  Chen Hu did not see it, when he finished saying this sentence, Yang Yu Xi's body trembled again and took a long time to calm down.

  "That's it... It's good to be around capable people anyway." Yang Yu Xi's tone remained unchanged as he asked, "And you, did you go too?"

  Chen Hu suddenly shook his head and said, "I didn't go, we're in this together!"

  "Hehe..."

  Chen Hu hesitated for a long time before gritting his teeth and asking, "Yu Xi, don't you plan on taking back Xiao Yan'er and San Gouzi?"

  Silence, no one answered him.

  "Yu Xi, speak up!" Chen Hu stomped his foot.

  "Chen Hu..." Yang Yu Xi's voice came, Chen Hu slightly startled, Yang Yu Xi actually called his real name, this was a rare occurrence, indicating that Yang Yu Xi's next words were very serious. "Have you heard of a saying?"

  "What's up?"

  After a moment of silence, a faint voice came from the Scripture Pavilion:

  "If it is not mine, I will not take even a single hair."

  The sunset has completely sunk into the western mountains at this moment, night is coming.