ZHAO JUREN'S LAST LOVE
CHAPTER 35. Can't Go Back

The voice of this girl is so familiar in her ears and eyes when looked at from a close enough distance, so familiar.

Yes, Zhao Juren felt that he knew her! Those eyes that were like diamonds, sharp sparkles, it was like someone's.

"Xue Xue's? Is he Xue Xue?"

Zhao Juren stayed behind her desk, partially covering her face by lowering her face. He just wanted to make sure that it was Xue Xue the veiled girl who had saved his life.

The corners of the girl's lips were raised forming a list of bland smiles as if she was upset. And finally he remembered the frame of that face. Although she was dressed up much differently than Xue Xue whom she had seen a week ago, Zhao Juren felt no one was wrong.

"Arak, miss..." The owner of the direct shop down serves by carrying a shiny brown wine jar.

The girl's head nodded, her smile was very thin, before it reached the side her face had disappeared just like that, a faint smile like a thin fog that had been miserably disappearing in the spring breeze.

"Are you again, miss?"

"Nothing." His reply was short and ignored the owner of the shop, as if asking the owner of the shop to leave immediately from his presence.

Zhao Juren's eyes could not be separated from the girl who looked indifferently at the surroundings.

Somehow long, Zhao Juren seemed to hold her breath only her eyes could not be separated from the girl, it felt if it was Xue Xue, why was she younger than Zhao Juren had imagined. It was late at dawn but he was almost sure, this was the same person.

The martial arts Xue Xue knew were not playful, for the girl in front of this who looked contemptuous, it felt impossible. That night, Xue Xue indeed looked much more mature than what she was witnessing now.

But, despite a glance, Zhao Juren remembered that deep-set facial expression. And his voice, of course it was the same voice, although at the last moment on the riverbank, Xue Xue was acting a little stern and almost rude to him.

Suddenly without any pain the girl's eyes were fixed on Zhao Juren's desk, as they clashed and clearly the diamond eyes sparkled in shock.

But in the next second the girl threw a careless glance. He drank the wine from his cup in a misbehavior. Zhao Juren felt her stomach heartburn, the greeting wish was almost unstoppable but she was afraid of acting rashly if it turned out that it was not Xue Xue, greeting a foreign girl carelessly was certainly not Zhao Juren's custom.

"Sir, would you like to add more wine?" The servant that was serving Zhao Juren appeared suddenly.

"Oh, yes.eh no. The direction is enough, I don't want to be drunk..." Zhao Juren gasped while shaking her head. The servant's body blocked his view from the other side of the table.

"Maybe you want to add to the meat?"

"No, thanks. I'm full now." Zhao Juren stood up while putting down some silver tail.

"Eh, this is too much, sir. The price..."

"Take the rest for you." Zhao Juren was about to leave, coming to the table opposite her but in an instant the person in her car disappeared.

"Where is he?" Zhao Juren was momentarily like a dazed person, the waiter looking at her confusedly.

Without saying any more thanks, Zhao Juren immediately walked out of the tavern in a hurry. He was sure it was Xue Xue! That characteristic peach scent reached his nose just a moment ago.

The smell was well known to him in the last three months.

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In the distance, bright lantern lights filled the road to the city's grand hall.Colorful, pink to blood red, dazzling yellow gold like colored glass.

The sound of firecrackers rumbled in the air, the children happily laughing, the hawkers exclaiming against the noise.

Zhao Juren opened her way, her eyes were wandering around, the day had darkened but Zhao Juren had not found a figure in the carinyq. Young ladies dress up gorgeous dazzlingly walking cheerfully, a gentle breeze blowing along the outskirts of the highway.

And not in the crowd he found, the girl from the tavern was walking fast, so agile among the people in the street.

Before he was well into a horse carriage that looked like it was waiting on the outskirts of the road, Zhao Juren swiftly pulled his arm. The girl's balance was not perfect as one leg had already been tracing in the carriage, as a result she fell inside the arms of Zhao Juren who greeted her on standby.

Those eyes did not blink, fixed with a look of contempt for Zhao Juren, now he did not hesitate. This woman was Xue Xue!

"Hey!" The shout was startled with anger, he jumped free from Zhao Juren's embrace.

"How dare you." The fan's head was almost pulled from behind his waist but then he seemed to realize something.

"Xue Xue!"

Zhao Juren did not release her grip on the girl's arm.

"Take me off!"

"I won't let you go again, Xue Xue!"

This girl raised her head up high and looked at Zhao Juren for a long time,

"I'm not Xue Xue." His hissing's cold. Zhao Juren's eyes faintly pierced through time, stopping on the very first day she saw a black silk veiled woman, those round eyes shining at her, a crudely contrived voice. That time was no more than a week ago but somehow he felt so homesick.

"I knew you were Xue Lian." Zhao Juren said without hesitation.

The girl's eyes suddenly shone coldly in silence, herself applicable to Xue Xue's attitude behind the black veil of thinking herself cruel, cold heartless, frozen without the slightest bit of warmth. In a moment he might yell at Zhao Juren, but what Zhao Juren was waiting for did not happen.

"Who are you?" He asked with pity, on a pair of his eyes there appeared a mirror, no matter what kind of eye light challenged him and tried to penetrate him, he always reflected back coldly, looking up, looking up, not to be looked at like that.

"I never misunderstand people." Zhao Juren grinned.

Then unexpectedly Zhao Juren set her foot on the girl's footbook. With agile and light Xue Xue dodging, his martial instincts could not lie. His body drifted from above the ground. Then his fingers involuntarily stretched forward, not wasting any time Zhao Juren caught his wrist.

"I know, this ring is the same ring that you wore that malan, from the green jade eyes. I never forget." Zhao Juren held onto the fingers of the girl he believed was Xue Xue.

Xue Xue simply blinked her eyes, she could no longer trick Zhao Juren's gaze.

"Why don't you go back to Yanzhi? Huh?" Finally he glared with an annoyed look, could no longer twitch anymore.

"I can't go back there because you killed me in Yanzhi, they buried me there. How can I go home? that's why you have to take responsibility for it." Zhao Juren spoke with a cold pretentious face.

"We need to talk..." Zhao Juren pulled the girl's arm without a second thought.

"Don't. Not now! I'm in a hurry." Xue Xue let go of his hand.

"But..."

"Meet me at the tavern last night." Xue Xue in an instant jumped onto the carriage that looked faithful waiting for her.

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