Chapter 80 Forbidden Love

When the hunters and the Jiang family arrived at the inn, the twelve bandits were still waiting for them outside the inn. The group entered the inn and waited until night fell. Suddenly, the guzheng music resounded throughout the inn. When the group walked into the open yard, they saw the candlelight inside one of the guest rooms. The group of people stood in the empty yard staring at the room.

Tian Xiang, "Everyone stay inside the circle. I'm sorry, Brother Deming, so are you." Tian Xiang threw a talisman on the ground, and the talisman paper quickly formed a white light around Deming, the twelve bandits, and the Jiang family. He looked at the group of people standing in the magic circle and said, "No matter what you hear or what happens, don't step out."

The people standing in the magic circle nodded to Tian Xiang.

Lee Nianzu sat on the ground, opened a white bag, took out the guzheng, and started to play it, while the encirclement people and the five hunters stood behind Lee Nianzu. Slowly appearing in front of them was a young man who flew directly to Lee Nianzu. Guozhao Zhiqiang sent a fire talisman at the apparition. This made the apparition take a few steps back.

Lee Nianzu asked, "Are you Yang Yusheng?"

The apparition became clearer and clearer. Standing in front of them was a young man of about seventeen years old, well-dressed, standing in front of Lee Nianzu.

Lee Nianzu asked, "I heard your story from someone else. Want to share your story? Maybe this will help you move on, so you don't have to wander around this place anymore."

Mu Yin, who was standing in the protective circle, said, "Hey...that spirit standing in front of us looks and dresses like the one sitting on the ground." She turned to look at her twelve people, some had fainted, and some covered their eyes with their hands. Mu Yin kicked Miao Jing's shin angrily. "So useless."

The spirit approached Lee Nianzu and sat in front of Lee Nianzu. The spirit reached out his hand and put his hand on Lee Nianzu's hand. The spirit nodded to Lee Nianzu and closed his eyes.

Mu Yin, who knew nothing about the Hunter World asked, "Husband, what are they doing?"

Deming turned to look at Mu Yin and shook his head. Deming said as calmly as possible, "He's communicating with the spirit."

Lee Nianzu closed his eyes and said, "In a hot summer day, walking on the streets of Silver Peak. Jian Jingsheng and Lao Xin..."

Lao Xin held an umbrella over the well-dress Jiang Jingsheng. Following behind them were three young servants. Jiang Jingsheng and Lao Xin happily walked side by side, looking at the street vendors. When passing by, young maidens on the street all stared at Jiang Jingsheng.

Lao Xin, "Young master, it's been seven years." He sighed. "There are more vendors than before."

Jiang Jingsheng smiled at Lao Xin and said, "Seven years in Capital City is a long time. I'm sorry, Lao Xin, you have to endure hardship with me."

Lao Xin shook his head, "Young master, I don't find it difficult." He smiled. "Oh... Master will be very happy to see you."

Jiang Jingsheng smiled at Lao Xin, "I can't wait. Let's hurry up, we may be in time for lunch."

When they approached a tavern, the window was full of people, and some people were sitting outside the tavern.

Jiang Jingsheng, "Lao Xin, what's going on over there? Why are there so many people?"

Lao Xin, "I'm going to ask?" He handed the umbrella to Jiang Jingsheng.

Jiang Jingsheng, "Go and ask why there are so many people in such small tavern."

Lao Xin walked into the tavern for about five minutes, and then walked back to Jiang Jingsheng. Lao Xin said, "People I talked to said that there was a very young talented musician who will come at noon to play music for the guests."

Jiang Jingsheng, "Really?"

Old Xin, "Young master, are you interested?"

Jiang Jingsheng, "I'm hungry, let's go there to eat."

Lao Xin asked, "Aren't we going to eat at home?"

Jiang Jingsheng said, "We will have dinner at home. We have lunch here." He walked towards the tavern.

Jiang Jingsheng and his party walked into the tavern that was already filled with many guests. Lao Xin walked over to the person who was already sitting at the front. He handed the man sitting a large gold ingot. The man readily accepted, and the man stood up. Then Lao Xin wiped the table and chair clean. Jiang Jingsheng walked over and sat on the chair

After waiting for an hour, Yang Yusheng walked into the tavern with a guzheng on his back. The tavern owner walked quickly to Yang Yusheng and led him to the stage. Yang Yusheng put the guzheng on the table and started pulling the shiny metal strings. In the tavern, except for the sound of his guzheng, there was no other sound.

The sweet melody of the guzheng touched Jiang Jingsheng's heart. He looked at Yang Yusheng, who was about the same age as him. Sitting on a table in the front row, Jiang Jingsheng looked at the silky black hair that hung down to Yang Yusheng's waist. The slender fingers clenched the strings and fluttered around the strings, soft like petals fluttering in the wind. Since the young musician entered the tavern, Jiang Jingsheng has been staring at the young musician.

After Yang Yusheng played his music. He stood up with the ceramic bowl in his hand and walked up and down the tavern. Some people gave him coins, some people didn't. Yang Yusheng walked up to Jiang Jingsheng. Lao Xin took out a small silver ingot and put it into the bowl. Yang Yusheng nodded and continued to walk around the tavern until he reached the front door and stepped out. Jiang Jingsheng stood up and quickly followed the young musician out of the front door.

Jiang Jingsheng shouted, "Brother, please wait a moment." Jiang Jingsheng grabbed Yang Yusheng's arm. Yang Yusheng stopped and turned around. Jiang Jingsheng walked to Yang Yusheng. He smiled at Yang Yusheng and asked, "What's your name?"

Yang Yusheng smiled and nodded at Jiang Jingsheng, and left without saying a word.

Jiang Jingsheng called out again, "What's your name." The man didn't look back at him, but the young talented musician continued to walk away.

Lao Xin said, "The young man is too rude? Young master, let's go home."

Early the next morning, Jiang Jingsheng was waiting in the tavern. At noon, Yang Yusheng came, played another song, and walked out. Every time Jiang Jingsheng would ask Yang Yusheng's name, he just smiled at Jing Jingsheng and left without saying a word. It's been like that the entire eight days. On the ninth day, Jing Jingsheng followed Yang Yusheng home.

Jiang Jingsheng followed the young musician down the street. The young musician gave all the money he made in the tavern to beggars in the street. He followed Yang Yusheng to a remote place with a small stream and a small bamboo house by the stream. The house is surrounded by yellow tulips. Jiang Jingsheng walked to the bamboo house and knocked on the door. Then Yang Yusheng came and opened the door.

Jiang Jingsheng smiled at Yang Yusheng and said, "Excuse me, I see you have been playing the guzheng for many days, but you never told me your name." Yang Yusheng smiled at him and reached out to let Jiang Jingsheng enter the house. "Thanks."

Jiang Jingsheng sat for a while, and Yang Yusheng brought them tea. Jiang Jingsheng glanced at Yang Yusheng and asked, "What's your name?"

Yang Yusheng smiled, walked to his desk, wrote his name on a piece of paper, and handed it to Jiang Jingsheng. Jiang Jingsheng read, "My name is Yang Yusheng, I am mute." Jiang Jingsheng smiled at Yang Yusheng, folded the piece of paper, and stuffed it into his robe. "I'm sorry, I didn't realize you couldn't speak. I thought you were just ignorant." He gave a silly smile and scratched his head with a paper fan.

From that day on, Jiang Jingsheng came to see Yang Yusheng every day. Yang Yusheng wrote his answer in a book and communicated with Jiang Jingsheng. Even when it snows heavily in winter, Jiang Jingsheng will come to accompany Yang Yusheng. From summer to autumn. From autumn to winter. From winter to spring. Jiang Jingsheng spends every day with Yang Yusheng.

One spring, the two of them were sitting by the lake, watching the water flow downstream. Jiang Jingsheng asked, "Yusheng, I caught a fish tonight, will you cook for me?" Yang Yusheng smiled and nodded.

Jiang Jingsheng looked at Yang Yusheng, the wind was blowing, and his smooth hair danced with the wind, like the shimmering light when the strings of the guzheng were lifted. He approached Yang Yusheng and kissed Yang Yusheng's right cheek. The kiss surprised Yang Yusheng, he turned around quickly, but his lips touched Jiang Jingsheng's. Jiang Jingsheng pulled Yang Yusheng's head closer with his left hand and kissed him.

Jiang Jingsheng put his forehead on Yang Yusheng's forehead and said softly, "Yang Yusheng, I like you, I like you so much."

That night, Jiang Jingsheng refused to go home. After dinner, Jiang Jingsheng lay on the bed beside Yang Yusheng. There were a lot of words circling in his mind, but he couldn't say a word to Yang Jingsheng.

Until late at night, he thought that Yang Yusheng was asleep, so he kissed on the right temple of Yang Yusheng, and whispered in Yang Yusheng's right ear, "Yusheng, I really like you."

Hearing Jiang Jingsheng tell him that Jiang Jingsheng likes him, Yang Yusheng was both happy and sad. He's glad someone really likes him, and they don't care about his disability, but soon sadness takes over. He knew that in this life, he would never be able to say 'I like you' to Jiang Jingsheng. He opened his mouth and put all his strength on his vocal cords, but the sound coming out of his mouth was just an "ah" sound.

Jing Jingsheng pulled Yang Yusheng into his arms and said, "I heard you clearly." Jiang Jingsheng smiled happily, and then kissed Yang Yusheng's lips. "I need no wealth; I desire no fame. I crave no more love; and yet, I fear an empty bed."