amaotonovel Chapter 539 Leaving His Unique Mark
Chapter 539 Leaving His Unique Mark
The top floor of the Star Chariot, above a sea of clouds.
Jiang Liqian sat on the edge of the bed, closing her eyes and breathing. Suddenly, she heard a slight noise from the bed. She immediately opened her eyes and leaned over to check.
On the bed, the pale-faced boy trembled his long, butterfly-wing-like eyelashes and slowly opened his bright, star-like eyes.
"Ayou, you're awake? How are you? Do you still feel unwell anywhere?"
The boy had just woken up, still somewhat dazed and confused. He stared blankly at the girl approaching him, his thin lips slightly parted, the crystal-clear color of his lips reflecting the satin-like glow of the sunset outside the window.
Harmless yet deceptive.
Translucent yet fragile.
Jiang Liqian's heart trembled as she watched, and her ears inexplicably burned. She quickly moved her body back to increase the distance between them.
This is really deadly. She hadn't paid attention before, but her junior brother is getting more and more alluring. How can he be so handsome? Even she can't help but feel ashamed of herself and dare not look at him too much.
Suddenly, her little finger was hooked, and she heard her junior brother's hoarse, low voice: "Senior Sister?"
"Sister..."
Jiang Liqian paused in breathing and turned her head to look at him.
Xu Youan pursed her bright red lips, hooked her pinky finger with hers again, and said softly, "I'm not dreaming, am I? Senior sister, you're by my side, I'm not alone, am I?"
Jiang Liqian couldn't help but feel sorry for him.
She wondered what Ye Cheng had done and what he had encountered since they parted ways, leaving him covered in injuries. Only with her by his side could he sleep soundly.
"Hmm, don't be afraid, your senior sister is here." Jiang Liqian leaned forward and carefully touched his forehead. Feeling that it was at a normal temperature, she suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.
Senior Brother Song said that as long as his body temperature goes down, he'll be fine, and it seems that he's alright now.
Xu Youan shifted his body, mustered his courage, and hugged his senior sister's waist, burying his head in her chest: "Senior sister, I'm in so much pain, my whole body aches, please hug me, okay?"
"Okay, okay..." Jiang Liqian didn't even think of refusing him. When she heard him cry out in pain, she immediately bent down, gently wrapped her arms around his neck, and stroked his back.
Xu Youan secretly squinted his eyes with delight, buried his head deeper into her arms, and greedily inhaled the faint, cool fragrance of pine and snow emanating from her.
His senior sister is always so soft-hearted.
He felt a mixture of love and hate, anger and resentment, greed and sighing.
He fell into a deep sleep in her arms again without her noticing. When he woke up, it was already the next day, and the sky was bright.
His senior sister still held him close, leaning against the soft pillows and resting with her eyes closed.
He propped himself up slightly and slowly crawled closer to her, his gaze tracing her features inch by inch, finally settling on her collarbone as her clothes were slightly open.
His eyes were dark and his breathing was disordered.
My Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily.
He longed to leave his mark here, so that even after countless years, she would never forget his presence.
In the end, he just watched, not daring to do anything.
He didn't even dare to touch her cheek with his cold fingertips.
He will only tarnish this bright moonlight.
A deafening crane cry echoed from outside the half-open window. The girl, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly opened them and sat up straight. However, Xu You'an was so close to her that she bumped into his arms, her cheek accidentally brushing against his soft, cool lips.
The two of them froze at the same time, and Xu Youan was half-pressed onto the bed by her due to inertia.
Their hair was disheveled, their clothes were loose, and large swathes of soft white gauze floated between them, like layers of eerie and mysterious nightmares that made one's heart clench.
Their hair and even their quilts were intertwined, and even their breaths seemed to merge into one, hot and scorching, endless and burning into one's heart.
When Luo Qing'an and Fu Wennian knocked on the door and came in, this was the scene they saw. Instantly, they felt their heads burning and their ears burning. They hurriedly retreated outside the door, making sure to close it tightly.
Just as they were about to leave, Luo Qing'an suddenly remembered something and quickly went back. Adhering to the professional ethics of a half-cultivator, she pressed her face against the door and whispered a reminder: "Junior Sister, Junior Brother is still injured. Don't force yourself. This kind of thing is more comfortable when both parties take the initiative! Also, cultivators must be pure of heart and have few desires. You can't be too obsessed with this, understand? You have to be moderate! You have to be moderate!"
Fu Wennian hadn't expected Luo Qing'an to be so bold. He quickly covered her mouth, his face flushed, and stammered as he scolded her, "Nonsense! Qingqing, don't add fuel to the fire. This matter must be reported to the sect leader first, and only after the contract is formed can...only then can..."
Luo Qing'an hated Fu Wennian's rigidity in this matter. Fu Wennian was good in every way, but when it came to feelings, he was like a stone with a pre-carved path, rigid and unwilling to cross the line even a little bit.
Sometimes, he just needs to take the initiative so she can be sure of his feelings! His gentlemanly demeanor always makes her anxious and insecure, and she often wonders if she's just imagining things.
They were childhood sweethearts, inseparable, and their families had long intended to become in-laws. However, she was unsure whether Fu Wennian was being tolerant, caring, and kind to her because of their family ties and the so-called childhood betrothal.
She didn't want his "responsibility," she wanted his "sincerity."
Sensing the change in Luo Qing'an's mood keenly, and combining her expression with the commotion just now, Fu Wennian immediately guessed what was bothering her.
Actually, he just missed her calling him a "blockhead"!
From childhood to adulthood, what has he ever failed to do for her? When she wanted to act like a refined young lady or a gentle senior sister, he always went out of his way to support her. When she wanted to study medicine, write books, and become famous, he worked tirelessly to pave the way for her.
She can stride forward, and he will always be behind her.
Doesn't she understand his feelings?
His cherishing of her, his unconditional support for her, and his complete obedience to her—she wouldn't think he was some kind of virtuous gentleman who treated everyone like that, would she?
He sighed helplessly, straightened her shoulders, lowered his head slightly, rested his forehead on hers, and gazed at her intently: "Qingqing, you are unique in my heart, do you understand?"
"I've been writing to my father to discuss our marriage, but the wedding date hasn't been set yet, so I haven't told you yet. Why do you think I've been repeatedly writing to my father about this?"
"It's not you who's anxious, it's me."
Luo Qing'an blushed with embarrassment and didn't dare to look at Fu Wennian a second time. She gently pushed him away and immediately ran away, lifting her skirt.
But, that wretched Fu Wennian, he's really... really reckless! How could he be so eager and hasty? She's too embarrassed to see her uncle and aunt again.