Mu Xi didn’t know why she was so broken-hearted as she wept through the night. Only in the morning did the truth sink in. She couldn’t let him go and wished to stay by his side.
However, in the end, he was still leaving. Even if she was younger than Ouyang Zixin, there was no hiding her age. She was also eighteen years old. From their four-year age gap, they were destined to walk two different paths. When she entered an advanced academy, he would still be working through his intermediate academy studies.
He was more gifted than her, his future as boundless as the ever-expanding universe. Perhaps, she must resign herself to travelling on a path parallel to his, so close but never intersecting.
Her emotions were in turmoil as memories of their last three years together flashed through her mind.
Fate would not change for a single person’s desires, and his departure was inevitable.
“Wulin, what’s on your mind? What are you daydreaming about?” Xie Xie nudged Tang Wulin, a quirk to his brow.
Tang Wulin snapped out of his stupor and smiled. “It’s nothing. I’m just going to miss Eastsea City.”
With that, Xie Xie’s jaws dropped. “You, aren’t you arrogant!”
Tang Wulin burst into laughter. “How so?’
Xie Xie looked like he swallowed a lemon. “Didn’t you just imply that we’ll definitely pass? If that’s not what you meant, then why would you miss Eastsea City?”
Tang Wulin pursed his lips, the dip to his brow becoming utterly significant, “You’re overthinking it.”
Although he dismissed his friend’s accusations, in reality, buried within the deepest, softest crooks of his heart, he did feel this way. It would be a long time before he next returned to Eastsea City.
There were tons of things he needed to do in Shrek City, such as searching for traces of his parents.
Before his departure, he had met with Mang Tian once. Mang Tian had been convinced that his parents had left for a major city. Since Shrek City was the biggest city on the continent, it was likely they were there.
He had received a message from his parents after their retreat, stating he would have the qualifications to search for them once he became a fifth-rank blacksmith.
Yet, in the three years since he had left Glorybound City, he had not received a single call from them.
Tang Wulin couldn’t bear to think of his parents. Every time he awoke from meditation, his mind would wander in that direction and daggers stabbed his heart.
Mom, dad, where are you?
He had matured a lot in this string of lonesome years. His resolve has sharpened like a knife. Mang Tian had said nothing, but it was evident something had transpired. No news was good news, until it wasn’t. If his parents were fine, then there was no reason not to give him a call! At the very least, they should have been able to get in touch with Mang Tian!
Tang Wulin did not strive so hard in cultivating solely for the s
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