Koi Fubao: Being loved by everyone on the road to escape from famine

Chapter 242: Force is useless

Xiao Zhixue's words fell softly, but like a summer thunder, they exploded in the ears of her family, stirring up circles of shocking ripples.

She can understand the birdsong. Her family is completely unaware of the development of this ability, just like the fireworks blooming quietly in the night sky, brilliant but silent.

Could it be that all this was because of that seemingly unfortunate illness, which unexpectedly unlocked the mysterious key to communicating with nature when I recovered?

The family members looked at each other, their hearts filled with astonishment and surprise, wondering secretly whether this was a strange compensation given by fate, making up for the past suffering in another way?

Just as the family was immersed in surprise and unable to extricate themselves, Fang Weiyi appeared leisurely from the corner of the stairs and walked down slowly, step by step. Each step was in the rhythm of time, and he seemed exceptionally calm.

His eyes first captured the warmest scene in the picture.

Xiao Zhixue sat quietly, with the bird named Jiuer resting on her shoulder.

Jiuer, who usually appears unruly, appears unusually docile next to Xiao Zhixue, like the most loyal guard.

A warm feeling suddenly surged in Fang Weiyi's heart. For Jiuer, it was rare for someone to make her let down her guard.

This closeness is undoubtedly the best proof of Xiao Zhixue's unique charm, and it also makes Fang Weiyi's vision for the future even stronger.

In his opinion, if he could marry Xiao Zhixue, even Jiuer would sing for this happiness.

With this beautiful idea in mind, Fang Weiyi unconsciously drew a gentle smile on his lips. He strode towards Xiao Zhixue, revealing an indescribable determination in his steps.

However, when Jiuer saw Fang Weiyi approaching, she did not rush to fly away from Xiao Zhixue's shoulder, as if silently declaring her trust and dependence on Xiao Zhixue.

Far from being displeased by this, Fang Weiyi became even more focused on the woman in front of him. His gaze was fixed on Xiao Zhixue's slightly shy face, with a gentle light flashing in his eyes.

"Miss Zhixue, can I call you that?"

Fang Weiyi's voice was gentle and expectant, but Xiao Zhixue rejected it bluntly: "No!"

This answer was like a bucket of cold water, which froze Fang Weiyi's smile slightly. The resentment and confusion in his heart intertwined into a complex vortex.

He couldn't help but ask, "Why can Fang Jiawen call you so intimately, but I can't?"

After saying that, his eyes met Xiao Zhixue's. An imperceptible deep meaning flashed across the latter's eyes, as if she was mocking his childishness.

"Oh my, is it possible that even your own brother is jealous?"

There was a hint of helpless mockery in Xiao Zhixue's words. If it weren't for Fang Jiawen's usual cynicism, how could she be willing to respond?

These words brought an imperceptible blush to Fang Weiyi's cheeks. As a confident teenager who never bowed to anyone, he never expected that he would develop an inexplicable bitterness towards his brother just because of a simple name.

Faced with Xiao Zhixue's estrangement, he could only endure the embarrassment silently.

Xiao Zhixue seemed to have lost interest in continuing the conversation. She used her lazy look after dinner to find a perfect excuse for herself to leave. She stood up, her figure as light as willow catkins in the morning breeze, and floated away to the quiet corner on the second floor.

Zhou Shuqiong, who was standing by, caught this scene out of the corner of his eye, understood it all, and silently followed Xiao Zhixue's steps and left.

Xiao Wei, like an elder, gently patted Fang Weiyi on the shoulder and said something meaningful: "When it comes to emotions, it's useless to force them."

Afterwards, he turned and left, leaving only his back for Fang Weiyi to chew on in silence.

Xiao Tingrui and Xiao Tingxuan looked at him with sympathy but helplessness, as if silently expressing their own powerlessness.

At this moment, Fang Weiyi seemed to be standing alone in the center of the stage, completely overwhelmed by the loneliness and regret under the spotlight.

He had lived in the respect of everyone since he was young. As the future heir of the Divine Doctor Valley, he was accustomed to being respected and admired. He was almost ignorant of the love-hate entanglements of the outside world.

During the quiet years of study in the valley, he responded to the frequent visits and heartfelt conversations of his junior sisters with an indifferent smile. His heart was as calm as water and never caused any ripples.

Until Xiao Zhixue appeared, like an ice-breaking stream in spring, she silently melted the indifference in his heart and awakened the long-dormant emotions.

However, Xiao Zhixue always kept a chilling distance from him, as if there was an invisible wall of ice between them.

This made Fang Weiyi fall into deep self-doubt. He repeatedly asked himself what went wrong and why his passionate heart could not touch Xiao Zhixue's soul which seemed to be always cold?

Once upon a time, Fan Yanmu’s existence was his excuse to escape reality. He told himself that perhaps it was because of that external competitor that Xiao Zhixue’s heart was closed.

But now, Fan Yanmu has been gone for a long time, but Xiao Zhixue's attitude has not changed at all. It is still like a snowflake in winter, cold and distant.

At this moment, Fang Weiyi seemed to be frozen, his thoughts stagnated, and even Fang Jiawen's repeated calls were completely ignored by him.

"Brother, what are you thinking about? I called you several times."

Fang Jiawen's voice sounded again, this time with obvious doubt and confusion, trying to wake up Fang Weiyi who was immersed in his own world.

Fang Jiawen's hand waved gently in front of Fang Weiyi's eyes, like a spring breeze blowing by, interrupting his thoughts that were drifting to the distant sky.

Fang Weiyi focused his gaze, and when he saw Fang Jiawen's familiar face, he couldn't help but feel a sour feeling in his heart, just like the thin ice that had not completely melted in early spring, quietly melting under the sun and turning into a pool of complex and indescribable emotions.

He rolled his eyes unhappily, with a hint of resentment and helplessness flickering in his eyes. He said to Fang Jiawen, "What do you want from me?"

There was a subtle hint of conflicting emotions in his tone, a mixture of expectation and resistance.

Fang Jiawen had long been accustomed to Fang Weiyi's cold attitude and had no idea that his proposal was being secretly envied by the other party.

The corners of his mouth were covered with a warm smile, as gentle as the warm spring sun, and he said, "Brother, the sun outside is so bright today. We have a rare moment of leisure, so why don't we go out for a walk and go to the herbal medicine shop to see if there are any herbs that need replenishing, how do you think?"

His tone was gentle, and every word he said seemed to carry a magical power that was hard to refuse.

Fang Weiyi responded with a second eye roll, which seemed to contain more mockery and unruliness. He said, "No, if you want to go, go by yourself."

As he spoke, he turned around and walked up the stairs step by step towards his room, leaving behind a look of inexplicable loneliness.

Seeing this, Fang Jiawen just curled his lips slightly and was not surprised by Fang Weiyi's rejection.