Demoness’s Art of Vengeance Chapter 17: Ye Xiuwen’s past
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"Brother Ye..." Jun Xiaomo muttered as Ye Xiuwen was called, tears slowly accumulated in his eyes.
In those three hundred days and nights in the dungeon, she recalled countless times the moment Ye Xiuwen was dying. Ye Xiuwen likes to wear white clothes, but the blood hole in his chest is bleeding with blood, dyeing his clothes and Jun Xiaomo's eyes red.
Jun Xiaomo has thought countless times about what Ye Xiuwen would be like without her burden, and what life would he have.
With Senior Brother Ye's ability, he can definitely go far and far on the path of cultivation, and he might even become the lord of a sect.
As a result, because of her stupidity and recklessness, Brother Ye fell before the Yuan Ying stage, which became Jun Xiaomo's eternal regret and guilt.
Jun Xiaomo's arms became tighter as the band was around. If Ye Xiuwen's cultivation base hadn't been high, and her cultivation base had dropped, maybe Ye Xiuwen would be strangled in pain by her.
Ye Xiuwen lowered his head, looking complicatedly at the junior sister who was buried in his arms.
To be honest, he and this little junior sister are not close. Although they are on the same mountain, they don't have much contact with each other.
It’s not that Ye Xiuwen didn’t want to pay attention to this younger sister, but because of a bad memory for a while, he can no longer get close to this younger sister, and the former Jun Xiaomo didn’t care about Ye Xiuwen. Naturally Nor did he take Ye Xiuwen's alienation to heart.
Ye Xiuwen was fifteen years old that year. With his own strength, he won the praise of everyone in the sect, of course, including Jun Xiaomo's father, Jun Linxuan.
Jun Linxuan said to Ye Xiuwen that with his talent, he must have done a lot in the future, and chose him as the first disciple of Rin Tianfeng.
Because he became the first disciple of Junlinxuan, in addition to daily practice, Ye Xiuwen also gradually began to learn from Junlinxuan about Fengmen management knowledge. It was at that time that Ye Xiuwen first saw the legendary image A little sister as cute as a golden boy, his master's precious daughter, Jun Xiaomo.
Ye Xiuwen is nine years older than Jun Xiaomo, so when he was fifteen years old, Jun Xiaomo was also six years old. He has been very well protected by her parents and rarely appears in front of everyone. When Ye Xiuwen saw Jun Xiaomo for the first time, he fell in love with this delicate and lovely little girl. Her smart eyes were embedded in her slightly fat face, blinking, how beautiful she looked.
It makes people want to rub the two round buns on top of her head.
Six-year-old Jun Xiaomo ran out from behind his father, blinked big curious eyes, stumbled to Ye Xiuwen's side, looked up at this big brother, and asked curiously: "Brother, Why do you wear a hat in the house?"
Ye Xiuwen at that time was the same as now, wearing a drapery hat. When Ye Xiuwen was ten years old, his face was disfigured by the demon cultivator. The cursing power eroded the skin and texture of his face, leaving a hideous scar that slanted across the entire face. It is a sect. The elders here are very knowledgeable and don't know how to remove this scar, so they can only pat Ye Xiuwen's shoulder regretfully.
Ye Xiuwen actually doesn't care whether this scar can be removed, especially as his mind gradually matures, he doesn't care about his external appearance even more.
In this world where the power is respected, appearance is really nothing. What's more, it is precisely because of the flaws in his appearance that Ye Xiuwen will pursue the path of the strong more wholeheartedly.
The reason why Ye Xiuwen was able to become the No. 1 disciple in the Xuyang Sect in terms of comprehensive strength was inseparable from his long-term efforts, in addition to his high talent.
However, although Ye Xiuwen doesn’t care about his appearance, he doesn’t like strangers blindly staring at the scars on his face. Therefore, whenever he wants to go outside the sect on a mission, he will wear Put on the drapery hat.
On this day, he was returning from a mission outside, intending to report the situation to Jun Linxuan, so he didn't take off the veil.
Ye Xiuwen, wearing a drapery hat, is quite friendly. The fifteen-year-old boy sat there all in white, his independent indifferent temperament was diminished by his pure white hue, and he looked like a fairy. , With a touch of gentleness.
Jun Xiaomo was attracted by Ye Xiuwen's temperament. The six-year-old girl was at the age of yearning for beautiful things. She curiously walked to Ye Xiuwen's side, trying to pull the hat off his head.
My brother has such a good temperament, he must also look good, six-year-old Jun Xiaomo thought secretly.
Ye Xiuwen thought that Junior Sister wanted to play with his hat, so he planned to take off the hat and let the younger sister play with it. However, Ye Xiuwen hesitated when he put his finger on the brim of the hat.
He remembered the scar on his face. He likes this little sister very much, so he doesn't want to scare him.
Six-year-old Jun Xiaomo kept her mouth flat. She didn't understand why her elder brother had to take off his hood, but he stopped there again.
The aggrieved Jun Xiaomo smashed his cheeks, but, if the mountain doesn't come, she will go to the mountain, and she can always think of a good way.
Her eyes rolled round and round, and suddenly she jumped with energy to take a photo of Ye Xiuwen's drapery hat.
Ye Xiuwen was stunned. He didn't expect Jun Xiaomo to behave like this, so he was succeeded by this mischievous younger sister without any reaction...
"Woo...wow--" The six-year-old Jun Xiaomo burst into tears in an instant. She imagined that this gentle-tempered brother must be very good-looking, but she didn't expect the drapery to be photographed. A terrifying face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes.
Ye Xiuwen is a bit at a loss. No matter how precocious he is, he is only a fifteen-year-old boy. What's more, it is his master's daughter who makes him cry.
"Jun Xiaomo, don't cry!" Jun Linxuan scolded coldly. Although Jun Xiaomo is his beloved daughter, she still understands the things that should be understood. The appearance of the apprentice is not for him to decide, and because of this scar, Ye Xiuwen has received a lot of strange eyes, and he did not expect that his daughter would still sprinkle salt on the apprentice's wound.
In any case, the daughter's temperament of judging people by appearance must be cured!
My father’s rebuke made Jun Xiaomo cry harder. Ever since she was a child, Jun Linxuan has rarely scolded her. I didn’t expect to scold her so fiercely for a scary-looking brother today...
Ye Xiuwen thought for a while, raised his hand, and wanted to take a pat on Jun Xiaomo's head to comfort this younger sister who he had a good impression on, but Jun Xiaomo avoided him.
Jun Xiaomo ran to her father's side and looked at Ye Xiuwen timidly, with scared eyes flashing in her eyes.
In her eyes, the curiosity and love for Ye Xiuwen, a big brother, was no longer in her eyes.
Ye Xiuwen's heart was aching faintly. He used to not care about other people's eyes, because to him, those people are rushing passers-by in life, and at most they are strangers who have a relationship with them. What does the idea have to do with him?
As for the people in the sect, Ye Xiuwen also used his own strength to make them shut up, and he didn't dare to be too much about his appearance.
And Jun Xiaomo is the daughter of his respected master. Jun Linxuan saved his life and took him back to the sect, and he was kind to him. Being a teacher for one day and a father for life, in Ye Xiuwen's heart, he had long regarded Jun Linxuan as his father. Under the influence of the thoughts of Aiwu and Wu, Ye Xiuwen also included the little junior sister who had never met in the scope of those close to him, and has been faintly looking forward to meeting this little junior sister.
If they are destined, he will always treat Jun Xiaomo as his own sister to protect and love him.
Unexpectedly, the first meeting between them ended in such an awkward manner.
Ye Xiu's face is not obvious, but the pale face and the slightly clenched fists at that moment all indicate that he is not at peace. Jun Linxuan sighed slowly, patted Jun Xiaomo on the head and said: "Xiaomo, apologize to brother."
"I don't want it! I didn't do anything wrong!" Jun Xiaomo cried so that his eyes were swollen like peaches.
"Why is Mo Mo crying?" Liu Qingmei stepped into the door, and her daughter's cry in Hysti led her anxiously.
"Mother—" Seeing Liu Qingmei, Jun Xiaomo seemed to have found the backbone of her heart all at once, threw herself into Liu Qingmei's arms, and wiped tears on her shoulders.
Those pattering tears make people feel so pitiful.
"Hey~ Mo Mo, tell my mother, why are you crying?" Liu Qingmei picked up her daughter, patted her back, and stared at Jun Linxuan several times by the way.
Liu Qingmei felt that the only person present who could make Jun Xiaomo cry was Jun Linxuan.
Jun Linxuan frowned. He has always put his wife and daughter first, but he doesn't want to give in this time, because Jun Xiaomo's behavior is too much, so let it go! He didn't want to teach a daughter who cried at every turn, was arrogant and unreasonable.
"Look at her, cry like this when you speak loudly to her, she is really spoiled by us!"
"What are you doing to train her!" Liu Qing raised eyebrows and stared at Junlinxuan.
"Her actions hurt Xiuwen, can't I train her? Xiuwen didn't let her take off the veil hat, she insisted on it, and now she is crying and crying here again, asking her to apologize and she won't do it, I How can Jun Linxuan's daughter be so squeamish and headstrong!"
When Liu Qingmei was said by her husband, he also roughly guessed the ins and outs of the matter. Her gaze turned to Ye Xiuwen's body and found that he was sitting there with his back straight. He was obviously only a fifteen-year-old boy, but it made people feel the lingering loneliness of him.
This kind of loneliness makes people feel distressed.
Liu Qingmei sighed, patted her daughter on the shoulder, put her down, pushed Jun Xiaomo in front of Ye Xiuwen a little harder, and said to her daughter: "Momo, this is you Brother Ye, often listen to me talking with your father, don’t you admire him very much? Would you like to be friends with Brother Ye?"
Jun Xiaomo squeezed her mouth, twisted her head, and fell on Liu Qingmei's lap, and stopped talking.
She did often hear her parents mention Senior Brother Ye, and said that he was young and promising, but she didn't expect Senior Brother Ye... to be so hideous and terrifying.
Ye Xiuwen lowered his eyes. He was very clear that the six-year-old girl wanted her to understand some wrongs and to be considerate of others. It was still a bit embarrassing, but it was because of such a straightforward behavior that it hurt people even more.
"Master, Master." Ye Xiuwen stood up and made a Ju, "I will leave there for a while, so I will leave."
"This... revise the text, stay and have a meal, the teacher made a lot of home-cooked dishes today, and it is enough to add a pair of chopsticks."
Liu Qingmei feels very guilty because of her daughter's fault.
"Thank you Madam, things are more urgent, I have to hurry back." Ye Xiuwen tactfully refused.
"Well, when you are free, I will take Momo to apologize to you." Liu Qingmei was also helpless to her daughter.
Ye Xiuwen smiled calmly, and after saying goodbye to Jun Linxuan and Liu Qingmei again, he left without looking back.
Since that day, it has become Ye Xiuwen's habit to wear the veil all the time. Even when he returned to the sect, he never took it off again. Moreover, every time he meets Jun Xiaomo, he will avoid each other intentionally or unintentionally.
A peak is actually very big. If Ye Xiuwen deliberately avoided it, Jun Xiaomo might not be able to see each other more than twice a year. As for Jun Xiaomo, who was scared, naturally he would not go to the father's first disciple to play.
With the passage of time, Jun Xiaomo gradually forgot about this incident, and even forgot that she used to have great curiosity and admiration for Senior Brother Ye, who was full of praise from her parents. She knew that Ye Xiuwen was her father's first disciple, and she also knew that Ye Xiuwen had blemishes on her face because of her childhood injuries, but she had forgotten the face that scared her young self into tears.
The three words Ye Xiuwen, for Jun Xiaomo before the age of sixteen, gradually evolved into a series of strange names with many honors-the first disciple of the peak master of Rin Tianfeng, thirty years old in the realm of comprehension The following comprehensive strength list ranks third, the default disciple of the Han Jianzong of the advanced sword repair school, etc., all of which indicate that this young man will one day become a new star in the realm of cultivation.
Although after Jun Xiaomo understood the truth, Jun Linxuan also had the idea of bringing her daughter and his apprentice closer to each other, but at that time Jun Xiaomo was all on Qin Lingyu's body, and Jun Linxuan considered it again and again. I can only give it up.
The palms of the palms and the backs of the hands are all meat. Jun Linxuan doesn't want her daughter to hurt his apprentice again. Let them do whatever happens.
Perhaps, if there were no deaths of Jun Linxuan and Liu Qingmei, Jun Xiaomo and Ye Xiuwen would have become two completely disjointed people, even if their nominal relationship is so close-one is Jun Linxuan's. The first disciple is Jun Linxuan's precious daughter, but once there is a gap in the soul, no amount of "relationships" will be meaningless.
Ye Xiuwen in the previous life will take care of Jun Xiaomo because of Jun Linxuan’s kindness and responsibility, and now...
Ye Xiuwen used his hand to push Jun Xiaomo away slowly.
There is some damage, and it doesn't mean that it doesn't exist if it is diluted by time.