Xingtetsu: You are not included in Elio's script!

Chapter 441: The Martial Arts Ceremony is Re-held

The next day, the three woke up from bed and it was raining outside.

The raindrops hit the window, making a crisp sound, as if telling the madness of last night.

Lin Yu rubbed his temples and looked at Ruan Mei and Heita beside him, his heart full of complicated emotions.

He didn't know how to deal with the situation that was about to happen. This ridiculous farce was beyond his control.

Ruan Mei slowly opened her eyes and looked at the rain outside the window, with a hint of comfort in her eyes.

She recalled what happened last night and her heart was filled with sweetness.

The black tower slowly came back online. She bit her lips tightly, a hint of shyness on her face.

She didn't dare to look at Lin Yu and Ruan Mei, her heart was full of contradictions.

She didn't know why she made that decision, but she didn't regret it.

Because my feelings for Lin Yu are real.

The rain outside the window is like a curtain, and the atmosphere inside is solemn and depressing.

The three of them were silent for a long time, and no one spoke.

Ruan Mei and Heita looked at each other, then looked at Lin Yu.

Ruan Mei was the first to break the silence, "Lin Yu, I know the situation is complicated now, but I hope you can understand that I am serious about my feelings for you, and I am willing to make any sacrifice for you and the child."

Heita pursed his lips tightly, with a hint of stubbornness in his eyes, "Lin Yu, I won't give up easily. Although I don't have a child like Ruan Mei, my love for you is no less than hers."

"I don't know what I'm supposed to say."

"But what I want to say is that I will not leave any of you behind."

"I won't give up on any of you for any reason."

“For our future, let’s work hard.”

...

Lin Yu was walking alone on the street outside the hotel. It was raining outside.

Raindrops fell one after another, hitting the ground, splashing tiny water droplets.

He tilted his head slightly, letting the drizzle fall on his face, bringing a touch of coolness.

His heart was filled with mixed emotions, and the conversation just now in the hotel kept echoing in his mind.

He knew that he had a heavy responsibility and could not let down Ruan Mei and Heita's trust.

Lin Yu walked slowly, and the road under his feet seemed to become particularly long.

There were few pedestrians on the street, with only a few figures passing by occasionally, all of whom seemed particularly hurried in the rain.

The rain gradually got heavier, hitting his body and soaking his clothes.

But he seemed unaware of it and was still immersed in his own thoughts.

At this moment, in the dense rain, Lin Yu inadvertently raised his eyes and saw Fu Xuan and Qingque not far away.

Qingque held an umbrella steadily in her hand, which was slightly tilted towards Fu Xuan, shielding her from the wind and rain.

"Master Taibu, my divination is correct, right? Is it going to rain today?" Qingque raised her chin slightly, her face full of pride, her bright eyes staring at Fu Xuan, as if waiting for her praise.

The rain slid down the edge of the umbrella, splashing on the ground, but Qingque was unaware of it and was just looking forward to Fu Xuan's response.

Fu Xuan frowned slightly, and his delicate face looked even colder in the rain.

She glanced at Qingque and snorted, "It's just a coincidence. Your divination is not that accurate."

Qingque didn't care at all, and still said with a smile, "Master Taibu, please don't deny that I am still very good at divination. Maybe I can calculate something more interesting next time."

Fu Xuan rolled his eyes at Qingque. Although there was a hint of helplessness in his eyes, there was also a hint of softness that was hard to detect. "You are the only one who talks nonsense."

"Even if you happen to get it right this time, don't be complacent. If you get it wrong next time, I'll punish you."

Qingque waved his hands quickly, still with that cynical smile on his face, "Master Taibu, don't worry, my divination skills will only get better and better, and I will never give you the chance to punish me."

As they talked, they walked slowly in the rain.

Lin Yu looked at their backs and suddenly felt touched.

Maybe life’s difficulties aren’t unsolvable.

When I came to San Yueqi, she was practicing sword with Yan Qing.

The drizzle was like silk, falling softly, adding a hazy beauty to the whole scene.

San Yue Qi's posture is as straight as a pine tree, and he is waving the long sword in his hand with fierce and agile moves.

Her eyes were focused and determined, and beads of sweat appeared on her forehead, but she did not look tired at all.

Yanqing is wearing a blue dress today.

He stood aside, his eyes closely watching every move of San Yue Qi, sometimes nodding slightly, sometimes giving soft instructions.

"Master, how about this move of mine?" Sanyueqi stopped what he was doing and looked at Yanqing expectantly.

Yan Qing nodded slightly, with a hint of approval in his eyes, "Not bad, you have made progress, but your sword moves can be more stable, and don't be too impatient when attacking."

San Yueqi listened carefully to the master's teachings and nodded thoughtfully, "Master, I understand. I will continue to work hard."

Yan Qing nodded gently, "Very good. The road to sword training is long and arduous, and requires sufficient patience and perseverance. You must constantly hone yourself to become a true swordsman."

"Yes, Master, I will definitely work hard." Sanyueqi clenched the two swords in her hands, her eyes full of determination. She got into position again and devoted herself to practicing sword skills.

At this time, Yun Li suddenly visited.

She stood quietly not far away, watching Sanyueqi and Yanqing practicing sword, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Yan Qing was the first to notice Yun Li's arrival. He turned slightly, just glanced at her, and turned his head away.

When Sanyueqi saw Yanqing's movements other than sword moves, he also stopped practicing sword, turned to look at Yunli, with a look of surprise on his face.

"Master Yunli!" Sanyueqi ran over.

"Master, what do you think of my sword practice?" San Yueqi looked at Yun Li with anticipation.

“There has been progress, but there is still a lot of room for improvement.”

“You are very talented and you work very hard.”

"But..." Yun Li paused, and this brief pause made San Yueqi's heart tighten instantly.

"But what?" San Yueqi was a little nervous. She stared at Yun Li closely, afraid to miss every word of her master.

"Although you learned to use cleverness from Brother Yanqing, sword moves are still based on strength." Yun Li said as she slowly raised the sword in her hand and began to swing it. Her movements were smooth and violent.

"You see, the power of sword moves should not rely solely on pure strength, but should skillfully use the coordination and rhythm of the body to perfectly combine strength and cleverness."

San Yueqi watched Yun Li's demonstration intently, his eyes full of concentration and thought.

"Also, your mentality is very important. Sword training is not just for fighting, but also for honing your will."

Yun Li's eyes suddenly became deep and firm. She looked at San Yue Qi, as if she wanted to deeply imprint her feelings into her apprentice's heart. "In the process of practicing swordsmanship, you will encounter various difficulties and challenges, and sometimes you may even feel tired and confused. However, as long as you maintain a firm belief and unyielding will, you will be able to overcome these difficulties and constantly improve yourself."

"Grandpa told me that the martial arts ceremony will be held again tomorrow. I came here to tell you."

"But I didn't expect that you were still practicing swordplay on a rainy day. I can see that you really like using the sword."