Love After Divorce by BELLA

Chapter 305:

It was raining outside again, and raindrops fell on the window. She could vaguely hear the raindrops falling from

the sky to the balcony, and then onto the grass. Bored, she turned on the tablet to check the weather forecast.

It turned out that it had been rainy for several days, but the temperature was quite pleasant. After checking the

forecast, she listened to ssongs again.

She chose Lala Hsu's “Riding on a White Horse.” It was a Chinese song; she had first heard it while watching a

. It was a very magical song. She liked the snippet of the play that was inserted in the middle.

After reading the , she liked it very much too. She felt connected to the heroine, who fell for the main

protagonist, Mr. Ruan, because of the song. Then, with stwists and turns, they ended up together again.

Stella used to think that such plots only happened in . She didn’t expect that such bizarre things would

happen to her.

As Stella thought about it, she began to hum along with the lyrics.

“I'm riding a white horse and breaking through three passes. I'll change my plain clothes and return to the

Central Plains. I'll put down my kingdom, and no one will care. All | want is Wang Baochuan...”

That song was adapted from the story of Xu Pinggui and Wang Baochuan. The song was sad and long, full of

emotion.

When she was in college, she was well-known in her department. She could sing all kinds of songs.

As long as she liked the lyrics and music, she learned any type of song. If someone was singing in the dormitory

all day long, the people in her dormitory would usually say, “If you want to sing, go find Stella later.” After that,

the person who sang wouldn’t dare to sing anymore.

“Wow, you are still singing. It seems that you are very comfortable!”

Oh no, how could she let RK hear her nonsense? He wouldn't laugh at her, would he?

“What's wrong? There's still a reason for the story between Xu Pinggui and Wang Baochuan. You sang it so

affectionately. It seems that you know it very well.”

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Stella took off her headset and looked at RK with disdain, then silently mocked him.

“Have you never heard of traditional Chinese folk tales? How dare you chere to show off?” After Stella read

s and watched ss, she had becquite a fan of them and liked them very much. Of

course, this was all back in college. Even now, she didn’t have much tto watch such s or read ,

but she still liked them a lot.

“How do you know that | haven't heard of them? Maybe | know them better than you,” RK retorted, unwilling to

back down.

“Really? Then tellabout it.”

“Wasn't Xu Pinggui the one who went to war? Wang Baochuan had been guarding the cold brothel for eighteen

years and finally managed to drive Xu Pinggui crazy. However, in the end, Wang Baochuan went to the immortal

world.”

“Tsk.” Hearing that RK indeed knew the story of Xu Pinggui and Wang Baochuan, Stella stopped mocking him.

“Thank you, but this is a story of deep love and affection. If you don’t understand it, don’t comment on it.”

“Who says | don’t understand? | also understand this kind of hazy affection,” RK said. “Then tell me, have you

ever heard of the story of Zhuang Zhou and his wife?”

“No.”

“Humph, you're so ignorant, aren’t you?” RK finally found a point to counter with and becsmug.

“Don’t talk nonsense. Just tell me.”

“One day, Zhuang Zhou went out to travel. His wife, Tian, waited for him on the mountain for five years. At the

foot of the mountain, there were King Chu and Mr. Sun, who admired Zhuang Zhou'’s character and learning, so

they went up the mountain to seek a teacher.

However, Zhuang Zhou was not there, and Tian was still waiting for him to return. The young master persuaded

Tian, who said that even she didn’t know when Zhuang Zhou would cback. Even if Zhuang Zhou could

return, she didn’t know when that would be, so she might as well follow them down the mountain to live.

However, not only did Tian disagree, but she also persuaded the young master to leave politely. Finally, the

young master was ashamed to see Zhuang Zhou again and went down the mountain by himself.”

“And then? What happened next?” Stella asked.

“Later, Zhuang Zhou traveled back. When he returned to the mountain, he suspected that his wife was not loyal

to him, so he devised a way to test her. As a result, he was exposed by his wife. She was very disappointed with

him and left Zhuang Zhou to go down the mountain alone.”

“Ah? What a pity.”

“When Tian left, she said something to Zhuang Zhou. Do you know what it was?”

“What?”

“When it’s tto break up, it's tto break up. Don’t force yourself to stay in the splace where you're in

trouble. There are cures for your pain. From now on, you'll return to your dreams. I'll always remember the good

days.

I'll miss the remote mountains, the bamboo, the lights that shine into the home, and the flowing stream. I'll miss

the nights. Although they're short, they're better than a lifetime. Things will not change, and people will

persevere. Let's not remember our grudges, but only our fate.”

“It’s good to say that you miss those nights more than your whole life. With people’s perseverance, they can

only remember fate and not hatred.” Stella seemed to like RK’s story very much, and her eyes lit up.

To be honest, when those words cout of RK’s mouth, she felt as if she could envision the scene when Tian

and Zhuang Zhou separated. It was really like the two of them.

“This is a . Those who have heard it are all moved to tears, but the truth isn't like this,” RK said with a

sigh.

The story was only altered by ancient scholars for the sake of comfort and loneliness. The narrative was just a

romantic fantasy in the hearts of the scholars. To be honest, the reality was often not as beautiful as what was

written.