Chapter 318
"Remind him of what?" Liu Xiao smiled. "Too many people need him. I'm just one unremarkable person among them. I can lean on him now and then, but if I leaned on him for everything, I'd stop being myself. And that's not the kind of person I want to be."
She had her own pride. Though she stood beside a genius as radiant as a blazing sun—her own light utterly eclipsed by Lin Hui's—it wasn't enough to make her abandon herself entirely.
Liu Wujun looked at the faint redness in his sister's eyes and said nothing.
He understood, suddenly and in part, the circumstances surrounding Weiwei's death.
The lives of Lin Hui and Liu Xiao had always been two separate lines. At times they drew close and crossed, but the shifting currents of life would always pull them apart; they were never meant to stay forever intertwined. Now, Lin Hui stood somewhere too high. Everything he saw and touched had long since surpassed anything they could imagine.
His sister had been distressed, even resentful—but now it seemed she had made peace with it.
"I actually thought about pulling him down to live with me," Liu Xiao continued. "Just the two of us, ordinary and carefree, wandering the world as martial artists. But I couldn't do it."
"I couldn't be that selfish. And I realized that beyond the physical, we had no real common ground." Liu Xiao smiled bitterly. "Eventually the gap in cultivation became too vast—and even in that regard..."
Liu Wujun fell silent. He had already guessed as much. It explained why Liu Xiao had taken the initiative to bring other women into Lin Hui's household.