Chapter 83: Worth More
Well, at the end of the day, Teacher Xue Nuo is just a girl who’s not that much older than him…
With that thought, the young boy sighed and wiped away the tears from the corners of the girl’s eyes.
The chilling cold made Roy, who wasn’t afraid of the winter night’s snow, shiver.
But he gritted his teeth and held the girl in his arms tightly, refusing to let go, pouring all his strength into using Bloodline Resonance to warm away her icy demeanor.
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The warm candlelight drew vague outlines in the dark.
His tall and stern father, gentle only with him, his awkward but always kind-hearted mother, and the unborn little brother yet to be born.
Even though memories faded to the point that Xue Nuo couldn’t clearly remember their faces, the warmth that warmed her countless cold winters was something she could never forget.
“No matter where you are, as long as you can be with the most important people, that’s enough.”
Her father’s sentiment was what drove the young Xue Nuo to endure the monotonous daily life in the border fortress.
Even without being in town, without good food, without dresses, without balls, and without playmates, just staring at the painfully uniform snowy scene that was almost blinding, and not even feeling the New Year’s vibe, as long as she could be with the most important people, none of that mattered.
Until that day, when the demon race attacked, and the spectral death, colder than the chilling wind, took everything from her.
The warm light and shadows dissipated in the cold wind, and Xue Nuo found herself once again in that cold, lonely night.
In the dark, in the snowstorm, dragging her tattered dress, she kept moving forward barefoot.
What was more chilling than the wind was the killing intent of those specters.
But what truly crushed her wasn’t the biting wind nor the killing intent of those specters, but in that moment of collapsing, she finally realized—
From now on, she would be forever alone.
This dream… it’s been a while since I had it.
Xue Nuo self-mockingly thought, bitterness welling up inside her.
As she grew older, the nightmares gradually faded; she thought she had let go of everything.
But that was just wishful thinking.
No matter how much she tried to ignore it, the word “loneliness” was eternally etched deep in her soul.
There was no other way but to endure.
Xue Nuo had long gotten used to not struggling, lying on the ground in the cold winter, crimson, and the mocking laughter of the specters, trembling as she waited for the nightmare to slowly end.
But this time, things were a bit different.
The cold wind began to wane, replaced by a warmth like that of a hot spring.
It was like candlelight in the company of family, like the first rays of warm sunlight after a winter dawn.
Like that figure that burst into her world in an empty classroom.
In a daze, Xue Nuo slowly opened her eyes, instinctively wanting to embrace something but hugging only air.
She sat up slowly, looking at the empty space beside her bed, feeling inexplicably melancholic.
There should be someone here…
“Woo~”
Noticing her waking, the dark little wolf, Xiao Bai, came over in the dark and licked her finger, causing the corners of her mouth to curve slightly.
No matter what happened, Xiao Bai would always be by her side. Once, Xue Nuo thought that as long as she had this child with her, it would be enough.
Looking at the long dress hanging on the chair, and her own gentle nightgown, she suddenly remembered fuzzy fragments, her cheeks flushed for a moment, and she instinctively wrapped herself tighter in the quilt.
Unlike during the Holy Festival, although her bloodline was out of control and her body felt unwell, Xue Nuo’s memories were still very clear.
At least she remembered that it was Roy who brought her back in that embarrassing state, and… and he was naked with her…
Good thing he wasn’t here. Otherwise, she really wouldn’t know how to face him.
But he wasn’t here.
Thank goodness it was just a moment, but as she felt the lingering warmth of the young boy fade away under her fingertips, Xue Nuo couldn’t help but sigh again.
Her bloodline had been controlled, and she was no longer cold, but the longing for warmth had already taken root in her heart.
But…
I’m an incompetent mentor, acting on my own, making things so messy, and I didn’t even get to spend a complete festival with him.
For bringing me back and fixing my bloodline issue, Roy had already done more than enough as a student.
Today is the New Year’s party.
Why waste time on a disheveled mentor?
I shouldn’t expect more from him.
With that thought, she buried everything deep in her heart, trying to regain her cold and rational mask.
But the more she thought about it, her lips started to tremble slightly.
The silver-haired girl hugged her knees, lowered her head, just like that girl who had nowhere to go in the cold winter, trembling in the dark silence, swallowed by suffocating loneliness.
Indeed, I’m still all alone—
“Teacher Xue Nuo, you’re awake?”
“!”
“I made some meat soup. Even though we had some at the party, I thought you might want to drink something to warm up. Oh, I can’t guarantee the taste, but at least it’s hot.”
The black-haired boy, wearing an apron, barged into the room, setting down bowls and spoons at the bedside while babbling on as if everything was totally normal.
The boy lit a magic candle, the warm light illuminating his gentle face and brightening her eyes.
“You… didn’t leave?”
“Leaving the sick, leaving the mentor, leaving a girl—no matter which one, it wouldn’t be right, would it?” Roy scratched his head, a bit perplexed, as if he wasn’t that cold-hearted after all.
“But… but I…”
The silver-haired girl moved her lips, and the ice-blue eyes filled with mist, like melting snow water, turning teary-eyed.
“I thought you…”
Roy leaned down, took her hand in his, and smiled lightly: “Tonight, I’m not going anywhere.”
Being sick makes a person emotionally vulnerable, and besides, Roy knew well the kind of past Xue Nuo had.
He couldn’t give any profound promises, but at least, he could be there beside her.
Seeing the faint bluish tinge on the young boy’s neck, wrists, and even his abdomen, her eyes turned even redder.
The boy had self-healing abilities, which meant he was actually enduring far more than she could see.
Xue Nuo covered her mouth, sobbing softly: “I don’t understand, why? It’s clearly my own fault. You’ve done so much; even leaving me here alone wouldn’t matter!”
“Why…”
There were actually many reasons.
Roy thought for a moment, then smiled in realization: “Because at that time, you didn’t leave me behind, so I want to do the same thing.”
Xue Nuo suddenly raised her head, hoarsely speaking: “That’s just the mentor’s responsibility.”
“Just the mentor’s responsibility, but for me, it means much more. So, Teacher Xue Nuo, you’re also worth me giving more, right?”
Without a word, the boy gently wiped away the tears at the corners of the silver-haired girl’s eyes, and she didn’t resist; instead, she reached out and touched his cheek.
Outside, the wind and snow howled fiercely; inside, the candlelight burned quietly.
But for Xue Nuo, as the wind and snow dissipated and the chill withdrew, in that moment, the young boy’s figure reflected in her wet eyes could no longer accommodate anything else.
The silver-haired girl smiled through her tears, then opened her arms to embrace the truest warmth in that frozen world,
“You, this child, always saying such gentle things… it makes me not know what to do…”