The Teacher’s Grace Is Like Heaven

21 – Hundred Years of Love 百年之愛(6)

The body was left alone. A corpse on the side of the road is a terrible desecration. At least, that’s what the world thought, but Bi Yan didn’t care.

How could she live in the same heavens with a wastrel who dishonored her parents and tried to take advantage of them? At least she couldn’t stand it.

And so she killed him, feeling no remorse for her actions. All she could do was serve her master a meal with her bloody hands.

There was not a single person on the streets in the thick darkness. The only sounds were the tiny breaths of rats on the other side of the fence.

She hastened her steps; she did not like the darkness, for there was enough of it to make her nauseous. She kept walking.

‘Demons! There’s a demon!”

“I can smell the blood.”

“What kind of stranger are you?”

It was like that again. All was lost. I felt abandoned in the darkness, unable to see a thing. But who dare I blame?

All this is karma of my own choosing, a sin I willingly committed. She was persecuted by people who thought she was a demon. Actually, she was fine up until that point. Maybe he’d rather have someone call him names, so he could at least feel better.

“Even a demon like that had a teacher, right?”

“He’s full of problems!”

“He’s a troublemaker!”

“How could he have taught a demon like that…… tsk tsk!”

But people didn’t stop at calling him names. They even criticized her teacher. She couldn’t take it anymore.

“Why are you cursing him? I’m the one who’s at fault. I’m the one who’s in trouble. What’s wrong with you?”

The anger in her heart soon turned to murder, but she couldn’t kill. “Why? Are you going to kill again? It doesn’t matter.”

She had the strength to do it, the will to do it. It was Meng Zhu’s words that stopped her.

“Prove your master wrong with your own hands.”

The pain was so intense that she begged him to let her die, even threatening to kill them all if he didn’t. Meng Zhu laughed at her.

“Your master must be wailing in the other world, you devil!”

So, she could do nothing. She could not throw stones at him, nor could she curse him. She could do nothing.

That’s why she hated the darkness. Without him, life was nothing but darkness. There was no moon or stars in the sky.

Eternal darkness, where the sun never rose, no matter how many hours passed. She walked on. Beyond the fence was a yard, and inside was a wooden floor and a tiled roof. Objectively, it was a very shabby house, not very spacious.

“Master, why is our house so shabby?”

I once asked the Master myself, and each time he smiled at me, and it was a very bitter smile.

I hated it then. It’s a place that’s beneath you, isn’t it? I’m just sick and tired of it all. That’s what I thought.

In any of the dreary mansions, she had never been happy. But now, she was truly happy. She was rejoicing in everything, every moment.

The darkness that had engulfed the streets was fading. The sun was rising in the sky, chasing away the darkness, but she could already see it in her eyes.

Her unkempt black hair cascaded down her back, and her chin was streaked with stubble.

She recognized him at a glance. She hid her trepidation and turned her steps toward him. When they reached the kitchen, he bowed his head.

“I hope you were at peace last night.”

“You’re Bi Yan, where have you been?”

“I’ve been learning to cook from my neighbor Anak.”

“You work hard every day, but leave it to me today.”

“What? But…….”

“I don’t intend to make any concessions this time, you should know that.”

The teacher spoke very coldly, so Bi Yan had no choice but to retreat for now.

Finally, the Master returned to the floor with a table of food. On the table were vegetables, fried rice, and meat dumplings.

Bi Yan looked at the master with a questioning look in her eyes. Sensing the look in her eyes, the master coughed and looked at Bi Yan and asked,

“Do you know what day it is?”

“It’s the day you took me back, isn’t it?”

“Oh…… you knew……?”

“I could never forget it, if I were a human being.”

How could I forget the grace that was bestowed upon me, a human being would not and should not.

“Yes, today is a day to commemorate that day.”

“What?”

“You don’t have a birthday.”

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“…….”

She doesn’t have a birthday. More precisely, she doesn’t know her birthday. Ignored by even the parents who gave birth to her, birthdays are a luxury.

No one celebrated her arrival into the world. Instead, they were busy pretending not to see her. So, she didn’t care either,

except for one person. Bi Yan looked at her teacher with a blank expression. He coughed and spoke in an embarrassed manner.

“So I thought I’d make today your birthday.”

“Birthday…… to me?”

“Of course. Happy Birthday, Yan.”

“…….”

The Master smiled and stroked Bi Yan’s hair. His hand was rough and crude, but it was warmer than anything else.

He had done that before. He’d called it an anniversary and congratulated her, and later he’d given her a gift. But she had rejected them all.

‘No thanks, you don’t have to take care of me.’

‘But…….’

‘I don’t have a birthday, don’t you know?’

‘……I’m sorry.’

I couldn’t believe it. No, more accurately, I didn’t want to believe it. I was scared to believe it. I thought it was all the same anyway. But it wasn’t.

The Master loved him with all his heart. So much so that he gave his life to stop the fire. He realized it too late.

Bi Yan immediately turned her head away. She couldn’t keep meeting her master’s gaze. It was like someone was trying to pull her down. Her cheeks burned hot.

“Are you okay?”

“Yes, yes. I’m really fine.”

“Well, I’m glad to hear that, then…… Oh, and this is a gift…….”

“Now, I’ll go wash my face for a while!”

Bi Yan had no choice but to run away. She quickly ran to the stream and stuck her head in the water.

Then she ran her hands through her wet black hair. The water from her head cooled her flushed cheeks a little.

The desire she had felt before continued to grow. I’d managed to suppress it for now, but I wasn’t sure I could keep it down forever.

“I’d rather have you as my master…….”

The words stuck in my throat. It felt like someone had stabbed her in the chest, but she bit her lip. She forcibly swallowed the feeling.

What do you think you’re doing, Chen Biyun? You dare to be so arrogant as to try to take Master’s seat? Bi Yan laughed. It was a vicious laugh.

You ate your master with your own hands. How dare you covet his seat. Even to himself, he laughed.

Teachers and parents have always been the same.

‘I suppose it can’t be helped if he has a mistress.’

For the sake of his happiness, Bi Yan was willing to give up his seat. At least for now. But she doesn’t want anyone to say yes.

There could be more b*tches who wanted to take advantage of her, like the ones she’d dealt with yesterday, so there were at least three conditions that had to be met.

The first thing we need is force. You’ve been fighting her all this time, and of course she’s still trying to take your life.

So, you need force to protect you. It can’t be half-assed. It must be the strongest force in the world. Bi Yan nodded.

Next is the imprinting. To never forget the grace you have bestowed upon me. At the very least, you’ll need to carve it with your own hands, directly into your own bones.

Finally,…… you must make sure that your love for Master is genuine. Emotions were like flames. When it burns, it burns hot.

Over time, when the firewood runs out, it will inevitably cool down. So, you have to check. Whether the love is real or not.

“The deadline is…… Yes, a hundred years would be good.”

A hundred years later, will you still be in love? Will the love have grown cold? Until we find out, who can say?

Only those who fulfill these three conditions can become the Master’s disciples. Yes, I hope so, or I will never allow it.

The black hair that had been swept upward soon flowed downward and touched the surface of the water. In the light of the water’s surface, her face was smiling.