บท 295: Writing Home
The two people Yu Jin was waiting for were busy with talking Hong Bao into writing to her sect.
Jing Yi already held a scroll of paper and a brush and tried to stuff them into her hands. "Hong Bao, I've thought really long about this and you've been helping us so much. It's only right that we do something for you. Look, Qiu Ling and I will be taking a trip soon and we're coincidentally going to pass by your sect. So why don't you write a letter to your Master to let him know you're doing well? If I remember correctly, you never told him you've come here, did you?"
Hong Bao shook her head. "I didn't."
"Then you should." Jing Yi tried to hand her the paper and brush but Hong Bao still didn't take them. "You don't want to write him? Are you afraid he'll be mad because you didn't get in touch with him for so long? You don't have to worry about that. I'm sure your Master will be immensely happy as long as he knows that you're well."
"That's not it." Hong Bao blinked. Why would she even worry about that? "I don't know how to write."
"Don't …" Jing Yi turned to face Qiu Ling. Why did this sound so familiar? He grimaced and handed the paper and brush to his fiance before turning back to Hong Bao. "Then how about we help you? You can just tell Qiu Ling what you want to tell your Master and he'll write it down."
Hong Bao pursed her lips. "So, you can just write whatever I say?"
Qiu Ling nodded with a heavy heart. Actually, he didn't really want to. Wasn't his writing down things for someone reserved for his beloved? Why did he have to do so for this troublesome woman? But looking at the pleading eyes of his beloved he really couldn't bring himself not to fulfill this little wish of his. "But just this once!"
"Mn. Alright!" Hong Bao hurried over and sat down at the table. "Sit, sit."
Qiu Ling sighed but still did as he was told. Jing Yi smiled and took a seat next to him to make this task a little more bearable for him. Indeed, Qiu Ling instantly straightened. Mn, this wasn't bad! He'd love to write some more letters!
"So, write down: Dear Senior Martial Brother Liu."
"Huh?" Qiu Ling had started to write but stopped after the first character. "Senior Martial Brother? What about your Master?"
"Ah, it's much better to write to my Senior Martial Brother. Don't ask. Just write it down."
Qiu Ling lifted his brows but still got back to work again. As soon as he finished the line he looked up at her, waiting for the next thing she wanted him to write down.
Hong Bao pressed her lips together. "Cheng."
"Huh?" Qiu Ling blinked and turned to Jing Yi to see if he understood but Jing Yi also shook his head.
"What do you mean, Hong Bao?"
"Well, it sounds so formal if you only write Senior Martial Brother Liu. It's better if you write Liu Cheng."
"Alright …" Qiu Ling complied, after all, this was his beloved's wish. He could make any alterations she wanted. "Then what after that?"
"What did you write until now?"
Qiu Ling gave her a dark look. "Dear Senior Martial Brother Liu Cheng."
Hong Bao grimaced, making Qiu Ling wince inside. This was only the first line! What could be wrong with it now?
"So, what do you want me to change now?"
"How about changing that to just Dear Brother Liu Cheng? Doesn't that sound much more intimate?"
"Sure." Qiu Ling just scribbled over it. "Done."
"Great!"
"Mn." Qiu Ling gave an unenthusiastic murmur. "So what do I write after that?"
"How about … 'I'm visiting my sister'?"
"Mn, sounds good!" Qiu Ling once again swung the brush but before he had even managed to finish the line Hong Bao already lifted her hands with a yell.
"Ah! No, no, no! That's not right! He still thinks she's missing. We should explain that first."
"… Alright."
"So, how about writing 'Do you still remember when I told you about my sister, Hong Ai? I've found out that she's living at the Hei Dian Sect so I went there to meet with her.' instead?"
"Mh-mh." Qiu Ling waved the brush around but only wrote two or three characters. Wouldn't she change her opinion the next minute anyway?
Indeed. Hong Bao had just finished dictating these two sentences when she suddenly remembered that she hadn't told Liu Cheng about her trip at all. She should tell him a bit more. "This isn't right either! Well, the first sentence is alright but the second one isn't. I think it would be better if you wrote: 'A while back my brother-in-law came looking for me and told me that she's living at the Hei Dian Sect now so I followed him home to catch up with her.'"
Qiu Ling nodded and this time he did indeed write down everything. Unfortunately, this wasn't the last change Hong Bao wanted him to make and the rest of the letter was composed in the same messy way. Even with all the foresight, Qiu Ling could muster he had to cross out nearly a third of the things he had written.
In the end, the letter looked like a strange painting depicting a panda.
Qiu Ling didn't care at all. He had written this letter all for the sake of satisfying his beloved but he certainly wouldn't sit down and transcribe the thing in a neater way. If this woman couldn't organize her thoughts beforehand, it was her fault if her Senior Martial Brother thought badly about her.
"Great. Then let's go." He stood up and pulled Jing Yi's arm, intent on leaving right away now that they had gotten the evidence they needed. Honestly, if he could he would even hurry back to the Yun Zou Sect right now. At least, his beloved would be a bit safer there.
"Eh? Wait! What about your wedding?"
Qiu Ling stopped in his tracks and barely withstood the urge to turn around. "What about it?"
"I think we've talked about everything that's important. So how about having it next week?"
"Oh?" Qiu Ling turned Jing Yi around and pulled him back down. Somehow, this troublesome woman didn't seem as annoying anymore now that he looked at her again. Mn, it seemed it was true that everyone had their good sides.
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