The transmigrated wife is crazy and ruthless.

Chapter 221 Can't Remember Familiar Figures

"So, do you regret coming from another time?"

After listening to Qiu Langyu's experiences over the past few days, Leng Feng asked a question leisurely.

"I have no regrets. Here I have a new life, new human rights and dignity, and I feel a sense of security that I have never experienced before."

"Do you still like Twilight Sparkle?" Leng Feng asked.

"Logically, I feel I shouldn't like it, but deep down I do like it, otherwise I wouldn't have come here."

"And you, Leng Feng, do you still like Twilight Sparkle?" Qiu Langyu asked in return.

“I like her. I’m even hoping that one day Twilight Sparkle will change her mind and maybe choose me. I think there’s still a chance, but I don’t want to force her,” Leng Feng said.

“Yes, Ziyue has amnesia. Let her make her own choices. Perhaps this is a new beginning,” Qiu Langyu said.

"Alright, let's go. It's not convenient to talk here. We can continue our conversation later," Leng Feng said before leaving in a hurry.

The school bell rang, and Qiu Langyu packed his things, ready to leave.

As he walked out of the school gate, a gentle breeze blew in his face, carrying a slight chill, but not biting.

Just as he was about to turn and walk toward the guesthouse, a familiar figure came into view.

"Lin Yue?"

Qiu Langyu exclaimed in surprise.

Why are you here?

Lin Yue stood not far away, holding a file folder in her hand, with a gentle smile on her face.

She walked quickly to Qiu Langyu's side and said softly:

"I wanted to come see you and bring you some food."

Qiu Langyu was taken aback for a moment, then smiled gratefully:

"Thank you, that's so thoughtful."

The two walked side by side on their way home, the trees along the road swaying in the wind and making a rustling sound.

The afterglow of the setting sun bathed them, adding a touch of warmth to the whole scene.

How did today's teaching go?

Lin Yue asked curiously.

"Not bad," Qiu Langyu replied. "The children are all very serious and are making rapid progress."

Lin Yue nodded, a hint of pride flashing in her eyes:

"That's great. With your guidance, I believe they will become more and more outstanding."

The two walked and talked, and before they knew it, they had arrived at a quiet alley.

The area is sparsely populated, with only a few cars passing by occasionally, bringing a little noise.

Qiu Langyu suddenly stopped and looked at Lin Yue, a hint of gratitude in his eyes.

"Lin Yue, thank you for your help. From now on, you can call me brother. I would love to have a sister like you."

Lin Yue smiled and said, "You're not that much older than me, why should I call you brother?"

Qiu Langyu smiled and said, "Because I really do treat you like a younger sister."

Lin Yue said softly, "Okay, it seems that Brother Langyu has someone he likes."

Qiu Langyu nodded, a warm feeling welling up in his heart.

In this unfamiliar city, he felt safe and warm, as if he had a younger sister.

“Oh, right,” Lin Yue suddenly remembered something, “I heard there’s a youth guzheng competition in the city next week. Do you have any suitable candidates to participate?”

Qiu Langyu was slightly taken aback, then shook his head:

"I'd better not. I don't want to put too much pressure on the children."

Lin Yue smiled:

"You're overthinking it. Actually, this is a great opportunity for the children to showcase their talents."

Qiu Langyu thought about it and felt that Lin Yue's words made sense.

He decided to recommend that Qiu Ziyue give it a try.

"All right,"

Qiu Langyu finally nodded in agreement, "I'll give it a try and see if I can find a suitable candidate."

As night fell, the city lights began to illuminate the city.

The two arrived at the guesthouse, and Lin Yue stopped in her tracks.

"It's getting late, you should get some rest."

Lin Yue said gently.

Qiu Langyu nodded:

Thank you for your concern and help today. See you tomorrow.

Watching Lin Yue's departing figure, Qiu Langyu felt a surge of warmth in his heart.

Early the next morning, Qiu Langyu squeezed onto a bus and headed towards the venue for the guzheng competition.

The city outside the car window was still asleep in the morning light, and the air was filled with a fresh scent.

Qiu Langyu felt both nervous and excited, after all, this was his first time dancing as a backup dancer for Qiu Ziyue.

Upon arriving at the competition venue, Qiu Langyu found that many participants and spectators had already gathered there.

The stage was beautifully decorated, the lights were dazzling, and the sound equipment was all tested.

He took a deep breath, adjusted his mindset, and prepared to meet the challenge.

Just as he was composing himself, a familiar figure came into view—Qiu Ziyue.

She wore the purple dress that had traveled from another time, its hem fluttering in the wind, exuding an ethereal beauty and retaining her divine charm.

Her face remained delicate and beautiful, and her eyes revealed determination and confidence.

"Junior Sister!"

Qiu Langyu exclaimed in surprise.

Qiu Ziyue smiled slightly:

"Teacher Qiu, are you calling me?"

Qiu Langyu felt a warmth in his heart: "Yes, Ziyue."

Qiu Langyu felt as if the past was vivid in his mind, and he felt as if the lively and cheerful Twilight Sparkle had come back to life.

Every moment of laughter and sweetness, infatuation and longing, and fighting side by side is still vivid in my mind.

It feels like it was just yesterday, yet it spans over a thousand years.

It's heartbreaking and saddening.

Qiu Langyu's eyes were a little moist.

"Junior sister, I am your most loving senior brother."

Qiu Langyu murmured.

Qiu Ziyue has forgotten everything from the past, and now she sits there quietly waiting for the match.

The competition is about to begin, and the host announces the rules and procedures.

When it was Qiu Langyu and Qiu Ziyue's turn to go on stage, Qiu Ziyue quietly walked to his side and whispered:

“Teacher Qiu, let’s go together. I’ll play ‘The Moon Is High,’ and you can do the sword dance.”

Qiu Langyu nodded, a strange feeling of emotion welling up inside him.

On stage, the lights suddenly dimmed, leaving only a soft beam of light shining on Qiu Ziyue.

She sat upright in front of the guzheng, gently plucking the strings with both hands, and a melodious tune flowed out slowly.

The melodious and poignant notes of "The Moon Is High" echoed in the air, as if taking people into a dreamlike world.

As the music progressed, Qiu Langyu, like a white dragon, danced gracefully, wielding a long sword.

His movements were light yet powerful, and every turn and every swing of his sword was full of charm.

The swordplay and the music intertwined, creating a breathtaking scene.

Under the moonlight, Qiu Langyu's figure resembled a traditional Chinese ink painting, lively and full of poetic charm.

Qiu Ziyue's fingers danced across the strings, producing notes that rose and fell like twinkling stars in the night sky.

Her face remained delicate and beautiful, and her eyes revealed both determination and gentleness.

At that moment, she felt as if she were in another time and space, immersed in endless beauty.

Suddenly, a scene flashed through Qiu Ziyue's mind.

It was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy in ancient costume, dancing with his sword in the courtyard under the moonlight.

He was handsome and dashing, and every movement he made was full of power and beauty.

This boy made her heart pound, as if an invisible force was pulling her heart.

The wind was gentle and the clouds were light; all around was quiet.

Qiu Ziyue didn't know who the boy was, but the sense of familiarity shocked her.

She tried to grasp this memory, but found it to be elusive and intangible.

However, that feeling of familiarity was so real, as if I had seen it somewhere before.

Just as she was immersed in this memory, Qiu Langyu's sword dance reached its climax.

The longsword in his hand drew silver arcs in the air, as if it were about to pierce through the night sky.

The sword's shadow intertwined with the moonlight, radiating a captivating glow.

At this moment, Qiu Ziyue saw the scene of her playing the piano and the three boys playing together again, so familiar, warm and beautiful.

Time seemed to stand still, with only the sound of the zither and the shadows of swords echoing in the air.

As the last note of the guzheng faded, Qiu Langyu ended his sword dance, sheathed his sword, and gently walked to Qiu Ziyue's side.

He noticed the tears in her eyes and asked softly:

"Twilight Sparkle, what's wrong?"

Qiu Ziyue smiled slightly and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes:

"It's nothing, it's just that a familiar figure comes to mind, but I can't remember who it is."

Qiu Langyu nodded and did not ask any further questions.

The two walked to the center of the stage and bowed to the audience.

The entire audience erupted in thunderous applause.

Qiu Ziyue and Qiu Langyu exchanged a smile, their eyes filled with satisfaction.

To be continued in the next chapter!