Chapter Fifty-Three

  Jiang Nianshen's body suddenly froze, even his pupils dilated, and the tip of his nose was covered in fine sweat.

  She felt her body was very cold, as if someone had asked herself this question many years ago, and then it was a dark and painful abyss of ice-cold darkness, the loneliness that had not seen the sun for many years, walking alone in the snow, sitting alone under a maple tree listening to the sound of falling leaves, being covered by wheat waves on a summer day, and herself walking in the misty rain at the spring equinox.

  Like a movie, playing out the light and shadow of this life.

  Her stiff body suddenly relaxed, a perfect smile spreading across her face as she wrapped her arms around Ye Qiheng's neck and slowly tiptoed up to press her own face against his. "I know you're Bai Heimo," she said softly, gently rubbing against that gentle face, her smile growing even more tender. "I know who you are...and I love you."

  Ye Qihen's body also stiffened, and then there was an indescribable joy and happiness. This sentence almost made him breathelessly, he felt that his whole person was about to disappear into thin air. The secret expectation of his youth had finally come true, he was so happy that he couldn't say a complete sentence, and could only utter a few vague monosyllabic sounds.

  Jiang Nian gently stroked his hair with an extremely innocent expression and looked at him: "What's wrong?"

  Ye Qihen regained his composure, gently kissed her forehead and comforted: "Nothing, just too excited. Do you want to practice Ruoshui again?"

  Jiang Nian was trying to change the subject, and now that she had this ready-made topic, she immediately agreed, then turned her head to look at the weak water in front of her. This water was really strange, everything would sink because it didn't have buoyancy, but it couldn't merge with the water either, every time it fell, it would bounce back. She picked out a very long wooden stick from her ring, stretched a little into the water, wondering what would happen if only part of it went in. But that wooden stick was like being sucked in, constantly moving downwards, Jiang Nian had to use a lot of force to ensure she wasn't sucked in along with it.

  She loosened her grip and the wooden stick immediately sank down, only to be thrown back up again after a while.

  Jiang Nian gazed at the clean Weak Water, and a hint of light flashed in the corner of his eyes. This Weak Water was probably not just ordinary Weak Water without buoyancy, but rather there was a strange large-scale illusion device underneath, which would suck in anything that came into contact with the lake water, and then likely, if the Weak Water found that the thing was not what it wanted, it would throw the thing back up to avoid taking up space. After all, true Weak Water was supposed to sink everything and kill everything, where was the logic in throwing things back up?

  Jiang Nian looked at this lake and felt that this explanation was very reasonable. Why hadn't anyone proposed it before?

  Ye Qihen watched Jiang Nian's movements for a long time with some confusion and asked, "What are you doing?"

  Jiang Nian turned over several possibilities in his mind before telling Ye Qiheng his thoughts.

  Ye Qihen looked very surprised, saying that he had never thought about it before, and the definition of weak water three thousand had been lingering in his mind for a long time, and had never changed.

  Jiang Nian was even more astonished after hearing his explanation. Something that had existed in his mind for a very long time? As deeply rooted as the fact that the sun is round, there was only one possibility - this was something set by the author, who had already predetermined this plot and reason, making it impossible for anyone to think otherwise.

  What's so special about this lake that people dare not explore it?