That night, I stared at the two walls almost non-stop, non-stop.
I don't know when I fell asleep. In the haze, I seemed to hear someone sighing. I curled up and moved closer to a warm place. The other person's body stiffened, and he hugged me as if he was nostalgic or affectionate.
I was so sleepy that I knew who this person was, but I couldn't open my eyes.
In this way, I recited two ancient essays day and night, which was bound to make Xia Yan and Yan Xiaoqing draw a tie.
Yan Xiaoqing memorized the article quite fluently because of being beaten. As for Xia Yan...
Three days have passed, and now it's Xia Yan's turn to teach me.
After breakfast, I sat in the cave, waiting for Xia Yan's arrival.
It seems that this is the first time he and I have been alone together for such a long time. I can't help but feel a little nervous. This is a matter of life and death. As for my personal affairs with him, I don't want to think about it for the time being.
Xia Yan came in against the light. The black robe on his body was smooth and clean, without any decoration or embellishment. He was low-key and calm. He still looked the same, just a little thinner, but his eyes no longer had the same unruly and unruly look as before.
Sharp, I thought he was always a little distant, his eyes were cold and silent, and even when he smiled, his smile was guarded.
Today, he greeted me very calmly: "Is it so early?"
I was shocked by his attitude. If he was like Yan Xiaoqing, he would just scold me when he came in, but he was so gentle to me.
I couldn't help but become curious, is this Xia Yan?
"Uh... the early bird catches the worm... uh, no, the early bird catches the worm."
"Well, I'm pretty motivated. I know I'm a bird, not an insect." Xia Yan smiled faintly, lifted up his robe and sat across from me.
He seemed to be a different person. Whenever I saw him in the past, he always looked like someone owed him money and would not laugh easily. Today, he smiled twice in a row.
Seeing my frown, Xia Yan pressed his sleeves with his hands: "What's wrong?"
"No...it's not Xia Yan, you look like this makes me so scared."
"What's there to be afraid of?"
"I……"
Yes, what should I be afraid of? It should be that he is afraid. He cannot recite it. He is the one who is going to die, not me.
I was silent for a while, stared at the empty space in front of me and said, "If I can't recite it, it's your fault."
"What are you afraid of? Life and death are all matters of fate. When the time comes, the throne will be passed on to Xia Huanzhi, so as to satisfy his wish that he has always wanted but never got." Xia Yan smiled again, with a relaxed expression on his face that did not look like he was about to die.
I twitched my lips, was this guy serious, or was he just joking with me?
"Do you know what "Snake on the Boot Sole" means?" Xia Yan looked at the stone tabletop with his hand.
This time I am smarter and I no longer dare to say that I know it. Especially after I translated the article last time, Yan Xitong looked at me and looked like he wanted to kill me and then my whole family. It was so terrifying.
And it hurts my self-esteem a lot.
"Less likely."
"Then I'll explain it to you. Listen carefully." Xia Yan suddenly stood up and walked to the wall.
"You won't just say it once, right?" I asked uncertainly.
Xia Yan paused: "I will say it many times until you understand."
I feel a little embarrassed when he behaves like this.
But then Xia Yan did exactly what he said before. He first told me the meaning, and then explained it sentence by sentence. He didn't stop until I could fully understand the meaning of the entire article.
