Si yang's instincts were haywire, When Fang Jing ci had glanced at him. He knew that this was not his jing ci at all. Fang jing ci as if he had heard his thoughts laughed loudly. What happened next Si yang wasn't sure it was like his feet were trapped in the dirt underneath but that was not actually the case.
Si yang could only watch the flames swallow Fang jing ci, He does not know how much time had passed when he could finally move. At this time he did not even care to stop and think for a moment why the black flames had opened the path for him, He just wanted to quickly reach Fang jing ci.
When he arrived there he saw Fang jing ci staring at the flames in a daze. Anger that suddenly sprouted in his heart he did not know the reason for it. He walked over and stood in front of Fang Jing ci. When the other looked at him did his turbulent emotions calmed down slightly, 'Just like this look at me and remember me forever'.
Then he suddenly heard a voice a very strange voice that told him that his Jing ci was leaving!. The anger was back again 'why does he want to leave me!'. There was nothing Si yang could do because he felt it again that no matter what he does his Jing ci will still leave! So he reached out and pulled Jing ci in his arms.
The kiss was purely out of anger and helplessness that he felt there was no other meaning than to relieve himself of the frustrating feelings boiling deep within his soul. Si yang saw with his own eyes the disappearance of his Jing ci.
The Fang jing ci who was now unconscious was not his Jing ci at all. He let go, He let go of everything. Why was everything suddenly so dull...so grey, Si yang coughed up blood. He laughed softly covering his face with his sleeve, He cried.....and cried for a long time until there was nothing but emptiness and silence everywhere.
Fang jing ci had woken up he noticed. He looked up at the boy and did not see the familiar eyes nor the familiar aura. The Fang jing ci in front of him had a pair of hazel eyes and there was no familiar sharpness of his Jing ci. Si yang felt a pang of hurt deep in his soul and he held the hand of the confused boy taking him to the city of Dalan.
He bought him a house and went around searching silently. Then he found it the hotel where His Jing ci had left the things. He took them to the unfamiliar boy and left, This was his last kindness to someone with the same name as his Jing ci's.
Nothing was the same anymore, He had gotten sick... Si yang knew that. He was suffering from sickness...Love sickness. He laughed sarcastically at himself, He was dying he knew that, And he didn't care....Not one bit.
He did not go back to the sect he hid himself in a cave deep inside the forest surrounding the area where his Jing ci had disappeared. He coughed up blood again. His time was near....Very near.....There was no way he was going to survive long with the condition he was in now.
He caught a fever....Something that doesn't happen to cultivators without a good reason. The last thing he saw was a group of four people...they were yelling at him. Si yang smiled.
"Good bye.....And thank you" He said taking his last breath finally... he was free.