mesbooks Chapter 132 Special Extra
Chapter 132 Special Extra
In the early morning, the sky was a clear blue dotted with white clouds, and a bright red sun hung high in the sky, freely scattering its warm rays.
The camellia grove, as vibrant as ever throughout the four seasons, is dazzlingly red. Birds sing sweetly on the branches, butterflies flutter among the flowers, and a gentle breeze sends fiery red petals swirling and flying away in the air.
The woman, dressed in a fiery red dress, with her dark hair swaying gently, leaned against the red clouds, her right hand holding a wine jar. Her cheeks were flushed, her eyes were red at the corners, and her narrow eyes seemed to be shrouded in a thin mist, or like they were filled with brimming spring water.
She tilted her head back, gazing at the horizon with a dreamy look in her eyes. After a while, she grabbed the wine jar and took a swig of wine, but her gaze never wavered.
At this moment, a figure in blue approached from afar, slowly walking towards them while waving a folding fan. The wooden clogs made only a slight rubbing sound as they stepped on the grass covered with flower petals.
Reaching the tree, the person softly called out, "Sister."
Yan Xi was sitting on a branch that was not high off the ground, only up to his waist. Yan Jue could see the woman's drunken face without looking up.
He had always known this person was handsome, and his drunken appearance was even more stunning than the camellias in full bloom.
Yan Jue's breath hitched for a moment, then he took another step closer, getting within two or three fists' distance of her.
Upon hearing Yan Jue's voice, Yan Xi blinked, but instead of looking at him, she tilted her head slightly in his direction.
His dark hair slipped from his shoulders, a few strands of which were blown by the wind and tangled around Yan Jue's hair.
"Sister," Yan Jue called out again, his voice a little hoarse, carrying an indescribable feeling.
Yan Xi tilted her head, her long, reddish eyes slightly upturned. Though she seemed only puzzled, her misty eyes held a mixture of reproach and resentment, yet were also alluring as if they held a small hook. Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, stirring up an unspeakable desire in Yan Jue's heart.
With just that one glance, Yan Jue's face flushed red, as if he had been drinking.
"what's up?"
Because she had been drinking, Yan Xi's voice was low and had a slightly sexy husky quality.
Seeing that Yan Jue was staring at her without saying a word, Yan Xi raised her eyebrows slightly, a roguish smile appeared on her lips, and she suddenly turned to move closer to Yan Jue.
Two or three punches are nothing more than a sidestep and a quick glance away, and the distance is gone.
When that face, more beautiful than a flower, suddenly loomed large before his eyes, and warm breath, still carrying the scent of wine, brushed against his face, and a low, husky voice boomed in his ears, Yan Jue subconsciously held his breath, his heart pounding like a drum.
"What's wrong?" The drunken man, oblivious to his own allure, raised his pale hand and placed it on Yan Jue's forehead. "You don't have a fever, so why is your face so red?"
Yan Jue only remembered to breathe when he was almost suffocating from holding his breath. After catching his breath, he put one hand on his forehead and felt his heart beating extremely fast, each beat louder than the last, as if a wild rabbit was about to jump out of his throat.
"I...I'm fine." Yan Jue held that fair hand in his palm, but didn't let go. He stammered, "I'm fine, it's just...it's just a bit sunny."
Perhaps she was truly drunk, for Yan Xi didn't pay any attention to Yan Jue's lecherous actions. She pulled away and leaned against the tree trunk again, her eyes half-closed. "So what do you want from me?"
"I..." Yan Jue stammered, "Today is May 21st in the human world, and I see... human boys will give flowers to girls they like... who they care about..."
His voice grew softer and softer as he spoke, until the last sentence was barely audible.
After hesitating for a moment, he took Yan Xi's hand with one hand, put the other hand behind his back, and with a flick of his wrist, a large bouquet of beautiful red roses appeared in his hand.
Yan Jue presented the flowers to Yan Xi, his bright, peach-blossom eyes brimming with undisguised love.
He smiled, his eyes crinkling, and softly called out again, "Sister..."
My heart pleases you.
He didn't say the rest of his sentence aloud, but merely moved his lips, letting his confession drift away on the wind and be heard by the whole world.
I like you, but you don't know it. —Yan Jue
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(Note: This is a short side story on May 521st. The timeline is messy and there are bugs.)
That night, pitch-black clouds rolled across the sky, with no stars or moon.
In the alley, the boy huddled in a corner with his knees drawn up to his chest, burying his head between his knees, motionless. Several bruises could be vaguely seen on his arms.
Outside the alley, a girl skipped along, then stopped a few steps later, took two steps back, and tilted her head to look into the alley.
She has naturally good night vision. After seeing the person huddled in the corner, she paused for a moment, then stepped inside.
The little leather boots made a clattering sound as they hit the bricks.
The boy lowered his head, listening to the voice grow closer and closer until it finally stopped in front of him.
A hand ruffled his hair.
"What's wrong, little one? Why are you hiding here crying?"
A cool, teasing voice exploded in Feng Yinsha's ears, making him freeze.
Feeling the hand on her head move away, Feng Yinsha looked up and met a pair of beautiful eyes that resembled the starry sky.
The person held up their phone, and the moonlight-like white light shone down, illuminating her smiling yet caring eyes and dispelling the surrounding darkness.
At that moment, Feng Yinsha suddenly realized that this person was so beautiful that he seemed unreal.
The silver-haired boy stared blankly at the sky, his long eyelashes trembling slightly, yet unable to conceal the vulnerability in his eyes.
Yan Xi clicked her tongue, suddenly feeling that the child looked like an abandoned puppy, squatting there looking pitiful.
So, as if possessed, she reached out her hand and offered it to Feng Yinsha, a roguish smile unconsciously curving her lips, her voice slightly hoarse, "Get up, I'll take you home."
At that moment, the dark clouds dispersed, and moonlight poured down from the sky, casting a silvery glow on the ground.
Feng Yinsha stared blankly as he placed his hands together, and the two hands were covered with a layer of silver light.
Yan Xi used her arm to pull the boy up from the ground, then raised her hand to ruffle his hair, and looked up at the sky, "The moon is out."
Yes, the moon came out when you arrived.
Feng Yinsha stared blankly at her profile, then suddenly his eyes curved into a smile, revealing a bright and radiant expression.
Yan Xi turned off her phone's flashlight, looked up slightly, and suddenly noticed the bruise on Feng Yinsha's lips. She raised an eyebrow and asked, "You got beaten up?"
The boy's smile faded, and he looked away. "I won."
Yan Xi chuckled softly, pinched Feng Yinsha's chin and turned his face back, gathering a bit of immortal power at her fingertips and gently touching the corner of the boy's lips.
The boy lowered his head slightly, his pupils contracted instantly, and two blushes appeared on his cheeks.
After healing Feng Yinsha's injuries with her immortal power, Yan Xi was taken aback by his dazed expression. She assumed he was just a child who had been beaten and was too embarrassed to admit it, and burst out laughing.
Seeing the child's face growing increasingly red, Yan Xi twitched her fingertips, and a flash of red light appeared at her fingertips.
A sly smile played on her lips as she asked him, "Kid, do you like fireworks?"
"what?"
Yan Xi raised her finger to the sky, gesturing for Feng Yinsha to look up.
"Oh!"
The moment Feng Yinsha looked up, a huge firework exploded in the sky, dazzling and spectacular.
Feng Yinsha's pupils dilated slightly, his silver eyes reflecting the exploding fireworks. He turned his head to look at the person who was also looking up at the sky, smiling with his eyes crinkled. Suddenly, he smiled and said softly, "I like it."
Feeling the gaze on her side, Yan Xi turned to look at him, the sound of fireworks exploding echoing in her ears. She tilted her head and asked loudly, "What did you say?"
"I like it," Feng Yinsha said, emphasizing each word.
I love fireworks, but I love you even more.
Having heard clearly this time, Yan Xi was very satisfied with the answer and smiled.
Just then, the fireworks stopped, and Yan Xi extended her hand to him again, "Let's go, I'll take you home."
Feng Yinsha looked at her, took her hand, and smiled, "Okay."
I am lost in the night; with you, the night has no moon. —Feng Yinsha
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Don't ask me where Hei Xiangling went; I simply don't know. (Shrugs)