Tang San’s Twin Sister

Chapyer 232

"I am sorry." She said and straightened up. "For worrying you."

Jiang raised a single eyebrow.

Wordlessly. His face expressionless.

Slowly, very slowly, he descended from the sky, his giant wings allowing him to land soundlessly on the ground. Next to her, the headmaster of the blue lightning tyrant dragon retreated and joined a gathering peanut gallery of curious onlookers.

She was screwed, no? Very much so. Extremely. Probably forever?

"I am sorry." She said again and again, earning a dark gaze.

"You ran." He said and took her hand, dragging her into a nearby tent for privacy.

No one followed as he turned half around. "You stole yourself out of your room in the dead of night. To undertake a life-threatening mission. You said nothing! Neither to me! nor to your brother, who is also worried sick for you." His voice cracking.

Hurt.

"I know...but...I saw you die." She looked at the ground, a bit like a scolded child, her fists tightening as she grabbed his hand.  "Again and again and again. I saw you dead your blood running down my own blade and you were smiling at me. Smiling Jiang. That smile haunted me every damn day, every night, nightmare overlapping with reality as you smiled. On this very god-trial. I saw you die a thousand times, every night! I....I couldn't risk it. I refuse to risk it...so. So I snuck out at night, stole away like a thief and decided to do it alone." She confessed and closed her eyes. "I won't lose you."

"I...know...but did you think how I would feel seeing you gone. Knowing what you were setting out to do? Knowing you would risk your life? Most likely die trying?" He grew louder with each word before he turned. "I assume you didn't."

"Jia..."

"No, I do not want your apologies." He said, looking at her. "I want you to understand what it would have meant to me to come here and find your body dead, covered beneath debris or as an unnamed grave in some hole in the ground." He said his hands were grasping her head. "I have spent aeons alone...guarding, doing my duty as time passed by in front of my eyes. I do not know if I would survive your loss."

She shut her mouth, staring at him.

"That is all, and I think we have covered our private tiff enough in public. Now, excuse me. I will be getting the rest I have skipped over the last two weeks trying to find you." He left the tent and her standing alone. She gulped and saw Yu Tianlong head inside, taking a look after Jiang.

"Take it from a man who managed to stay married for 40 years. If that was your boyfriend, he came to wage war here. Worried sick." The elderly man said, looking at her. "Go and grovel."

She looked at him helplessly. "How?" She asked. "How do you do that?" It had always been Jiang who had been understanding and kind. He was never really angry with her, not like this.

"Buy him gifts." He said and then shrugged. "Jewellery. Worked with my wife."

"I don't think that will work for him." She said sceptically, and he blinked.

"Well...try to show him you care."

"I don't think that is the problem." She closed her eyes. "I'll just have to think of something"

"You do." He said. "You Better hold on tight, he seems to be a good man."

"Jiang is a very kind man and nothing if not loyal." She told him. "He may not be outspoken, or very emotional, but...he is always kind, and always there for me when I need him." She grinned. "No way in hell I am going to give up. I don't think I will ever find someone else patient and caring enough to put up with me."

She ran after Jiang and then jumped on his bag, slinging her legs and arms around him. And for good measure, she used her river grass to keep him close. "I promise I won't run like that again." She said. "And I promise lots of sweets, and if there is something you want, I'll get it."

He growled and marched on.

"I promise, I really, really promise." She repeated, and he stopped.

"I know that to protect me, you will do it again. No matter your promise." Jiang growled. "I worried. I won't let that happen again. I would rather die myself than find your broken corpse somewhere.”  

"But I am fine. Nothing bad happened."

"Fine?" He hissed. "I can see the parts where you were injured. Even if you are healed, you still aren't entirely back to it yet, your body remembers."

She quieted and shut her mouth. "Be more careful!" He said, and Yin smiled awkwardly.

"I'll try my best." She said and then hugged him. Climbing up on him and closing her legs around him. "I promise."

"I don't believe you." He said. "I'll go again." And marched off; she was still holding onto him, initially with no support. Eventually, his arm

curled around her.

"I am still angry." He growled.

"That is okay." She said.

"I will not be forgiving you all too soon." He said, and she nodded, burying her face into his chest.

"I would’t ask it of you." She said, and he hugged her, and she ended up in a princess carry with a grumbling Jiang.