Clumsy Beast, Keep Your Paws Off novel Chapter 477

Chapter 477: Chapter 477: The Tragedy of First Life (08)

The years stretched into decades, but the flow of time meant nothing to a soul that was already broken.

For five more years, the past Su Qinglan lived under the silent shadow of Xuan Long. He was different from the others; he didn’t demand words or smiles. He looked at her as a strange, quiet companion.

Eventually, a cold sort of protectiveness grew in his heart. He decided to adopt her, treating her like a lost child who would never grow up.

Xuan Long thought that perhaps if he took this "dumb" female to a large city, the sight of other people and the noise of civilization might wake her up.

He moved her to a bustling beast city, and though she remained as silent as a stone, their life was peaceful.

Xuan Long was a solitary figure, used to centuries of loneliness, so he didn’t mind her stillness.

To him, she was a quiet presence that filled the void of his long life. He was simply happy to have a companion who didn’t fear him or ask anything.

They lived in that city for twenty years. Su Qinglan never spoke a single word to him, not once.

She simply became dependent on him, just as she had once been on Han Jue.

She followed him like a shadow, eating when he fed her and sleeping when he pointed to a bed. But the peace in Su Qinglan’s life was never meant to last.

One day, Xuan Long went out and never returned.

Su Qinglan grew restless. For the first time in years, a flicker of emotion crossed her face.

She didn’t understand the politics of the city or the dangers a man like him faced, but she knew her anchor was gone.

She waited for days, but the house remained cold. Driven by a frantic, wordless need to find him, she stepped out into the crowded streets of the big city. Within hours, she was lost.

Xuan Long never found her again. Perhaps he died, or perhaps he returned to an empty house and searched until he gave up.

Su Qinglan never knew. She became a beggar, a lonely figure haunting the dirty back path of the beast city.

To the other beastmen, she was just an infamous, abandoned female.

She grew thin, her back hunched, her hair matting into a gray mess. No one even knew what her face looked like anymore.

People would occasionally toss her a scrap of food out of pity, but no one cared for the "madwoman" of the beast city.

As she huddled in the dirt year after year, a dark resentment began to grow in her mind.

She wanted to die. She wanted the coldness to take her so she could go to her father and her lost child.

But death was a cruel master; it took everyone she loved and refused to take her. Even when she starved herself for weeks, her heart continued to beat. It felt like a curse.

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