novelraw Chapter 290 Snow in My Hometown
Chapter 290 Snow in My Hometown
Chapter 290 Snow in My Hometown
Sang Qing was unaware that Bai Xiao's hometown was also in the Seventh District.
District 7 does indeed have four distinct seasons, and it snows every winter.
The entire Upper East Side enjoys a spring-like climate year-round and hasn't seen snow in five years.
"I almost forgot, isn't the healer's hometown also in the Seventh District?" Bai Xiao suddenly remembered and looked at Sang Qing with a smile.
"Mm." Sang Qing nodded and sat down by the railing, letting her legs dangle over the 85th floor.
"What a coincidence." Bai Xiao exclaimed, then continued, "I served in the Seventh District before transferring to the Upper District. It's been a long time since I've been back..."
Bai Xiao gently recounted his story: the dream of a young man who left home to travel thousands of miles away, only to be brutally slapped in the face by reality, which showed him that the rules in the bustling city center were even more cruel, yet he never bowed down.
The sea of countless neon lights blocked his way home.
Just as he resigned himself to his fate, a beam of light suddenly appeared on the horizon.
The boy suddenly turned his head, the twilight reflected in his eyes: "Healer, if anyone can truly change this world, I believe it must be you."
Sang Qing paused slightly, stared at Bai Xiao in silence for a long time, and asked, "Bai Xiao, are you really only 24 years old? Why do you give me the feeling that you've already lived half your life?"
Although he was only two years older than her, he seemed to see right through her and always managed to pinpoint the problems that were troubling her.
Bai Xiaoxiao laughed, "A person's maturity is not about age, but about experience, isn't it? Kind-hearted God."
Sang Qing gazed at Bai Xiao's clear smile. If she hadn't heard about his past, who could guess how much suffering and heartache he had endured to get to where he is today?
She thought of her own struggles during the apocalypse, of the orcs in the internment camp weeping with joy as they were treated, and of the soldier's eyes filled with both pain and relief...
Yes, maturity comes from experience.
It was because of these many experiences that she had this idea.
What she wanted has never changed.
His experiences and journeys will only make him more determined and decisive.
Sang Qing stood up from the ground and gave Bai Xiao a bright smile, "Thank you for your comfort, I feel much better."
"It's my honor to make the healer feel better." Bai Xiao also jumped down from the railing and raised an eyebrow at Sang Qing's back. "It's cool on the rooftop, healer, you should go back soon."
After saying that, it transformed into a white gyrfalcon and flew away.
Sang Qing leaned against the railing, a chilling aura approaching from behind.
I don't need to turn around to know who it is.
"How did you get up here? You're injured."
"Xiaoyuan's medicine is very good. As long as she doesn't engage in strenuous activity, there shouldn't be any problems."
Shi Ying came to Sang Qing's side and wrapped the black scarf around Sang Qing's neck with gentle and skillful movements.
Sang Qing took the opportunity to observe Shi Ying, and only felt relieved when she saw that he was not acting strangely.
Xiaoyuan's medicine is good, although it can't achieve the same effect as the treatment chamber, but if you take good care of her, it won't leave any sequelae.
Although the injuries can be healed, the pain was real and experienced.
Shi Ying's slender fingers ran through her hair, carefully adjusting her scarf, her lowered eyelids just enough to obscure half of the golden sun.
After a long silence, Sang Qing finally spoke, "Shi Ying, if I were to do something that would be very difficult to accomplish..."
Shi Ying raised her eyes and quietly looked at Sang Qing.
Even though he spent most of his time in bed, he noticed her unusual silence over the past few days.
But those bright eyes, like a sky full of stars, remained clear and bright, as if hanging in the sky, forever shining.
It should be this way, shining brightly.
It was just temporarily obscured by sorrow. He took Sang Qing's hand and gently kissed it, "I will always stand behind you, as your sword, master."
Shi Ying's voice carried an unwavering firmness and devotion, just like when she was sheltering the orcs injured by the Leopard Cat Team. He was just like that too, clumsily licking her hand and telling her to do whatever she wanted, that he would always stand behind her.
He led her into the treacherous southern mist forest, and stood in front of her without hesitation.
Although a long time has passed, Sang Qing still remembers her complicated feelings at that time.
Her nose tingled with emotion, and she hugged Shi Ying tightly. "Shi Ying, thank you."
The night was deep, but Sang Qing was not sleepy. She lay on the rooftop and quietly watched the night for a long time, with Shi Ying keeping her company quietly.
Beneath his feet lay a bustling and prosperous scene that everyone flocked to, yet Sang Qing longed even more for the moon over his hometown.
"Host, have you considered my proposal?"
Sang Qing looked into the distance and said in a calm voice, "No."
……
General Curry approached Sang Qing, his expression grave. "Comrade Sang Qing, what are your plans for the future?"
Neither of them mentioned what had happened in the palace, but they both knew the truth.
Sang Qing handed the peeled pear to Shi Ying, pondered for a moment, and then said meaningfully, "With Huo Mingyang stepping down, isn't the position of head of the southern part of the Third District now vacant?"
Curry paused, looking at her with slight surprise. "You mean?"
Sang Qing nodded, confirming Curry's guess, his dark eyes revealing a depth rarely seen in Curry.
Curry quickly calmed down and nodded thoughtfully. "Indeed, if you want, no one is more qualified for that position than you."
Curry's gaze fell on Shi Ying's wrist. Now that Sang Qing's beast mark no longer needed to be concealed, many people knew about it.
The naturally awakened phoenix bloodline is such a rare and precious existence.
No wonder Comrade Sang Qing has such strong treatment abilities.
No wonder the Empress wanted to use those methods to control her.
If Sang Qing can truly fall for Jun Chenli and be used by the Empress, it wouldn't be a bad thing, and there would be no need to fear the Second Princess.
I never expected that the young girl would be so devoted and loyal to Shi Ying.
When Curry looked at Shi Ying again, his eyes held a hint of complexity.
Shi Ying naturally saw the same "What kind of bewitching potion did you give Sang Qing?" look in Curry's and Kuss's eyes, but glanced at him with a slightly darker look in his eyes.
Sensing the coldness emanating from Shi Ying, Curry awkwardly looked away, yet couldn't help feeling worried.
From the moment Sang Qing refused to treat Jun Chenli, he knew that Sang Qing was not someone to be trifled with.
The Empress's actions have likely touched a nerve with the young girl.
He thought the situation would improve once Sang Qing returned, but it turned out to be even more tense.
Hey~
"What about the shelter?" Curry asked hesitantly.
It wasn't that he was afraid Sang Qing would neglect the beastmen in the shelter; they were bound by a bond of life and death that wasn't so easily severed. Otherwise, he wouldn't have gone through so many dangers to save them and fight for their rights.
He was just afraid that if the girl left, they would start arguing again.
Sang Qing hadn't thought about that yet. "We'll talk about it when the time comes."
“Okay.” Curry sighed again, lamenting that he was just destined to be a busybody, and then went on to discuss the precautions with Sang Qing.
After all, he had been immersed in the military for decades and knew the military system and situation best.