Tomorrow is the day of the talent show ceremony.
Li Yunyan made several kinds of pastries that Chu Xingmo had praised today, and arrived at Feihong Pavilion early.
She quickly copied the Buddhist scriptures and then put them all away. She then placed a plate of snacks on a small table and brewed a pot of tea.
The sky outside the window was overcast, looking like it was about to rain.
Chu Xingmo arrived shortly after.
"Brother Mo! You're here!"
Chu Xingmo raised an eyebrow slightly when he saw her sitting at the small table waiting for him, which was unusual for her today.
Today she wore a white gauze dress, with a beige soft gauze tied around her waist, which accentuated her slender waist; her silky black hair was casually draped around her waist, and the tassel hairpins on her hair bun hung down, making her look elegant and dignified.
She seemed to have dressed up specially, looking more formal than her usual casual attire.
It has become even more beautiful.
He strode over, sat down next to her, and casually tugged at her hair.
Li Yunyan had gotten used to his action; he had been pulling her hair every day for the past few days, as if it were a particularly fun thing to do.
She glared at him playfully, then rubbed her scalp where he had pulled on it, worried he might pull it all the way down!
A smile appeared in Chu Xingmo's eyes as he picked up a piece of pastry and put it in his mouth. "Why are you acting so strangely today?"
Li Yunyan placed her hands on the table and said to him solemnly, "Brother Mo, I've come today to say goodbye!"
A sudden clap of thunder outside the window startled Li Yunyan, who instinctively threw herself into his arms.
Chu Xingmo froze instantly, his fingers gripping the edge of the table tightly.
The tenderness was fleeting; Li Yunyan immediately realized something was wrong, lifted her head from his embrace, and apologized repeatedly. "Brother Mo, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to! I'm just afraid of thunder!"
There was still lingering panic in her eyes, and the corners of her eyes were a little red, making her look like a frightened little rabbit.
Chu Xingmo's Adam's apple bobbed, and he said in a calm voice, "It's alright."
Raindrops fell, silvery threads of rain descending from the sky, like a traditional Chinese ink painting, rendering the whole world hazy and poetic.
Li Yunyan tilted her head to look out the window, her voice tinged with the sadness of parting, "Brother Mo, I won't be coming again tomorrow. Please take good care of yourself!"
Looking at her stunning profile, Chu Xingmo was affected by her emotions, and a bitter feeling welled up in his heart as well.
If tomorrow, she really chooses to listen to Wen Zi'an...
A surge of overwhelming rage welled up in his chest, and a murderous intent rose like an undercurrent, causing a surge of malevolent energy throughout his body.
The edge of the table under his hand creaked as he gripped it.
"Brother Mo!"
Li Yunyan turned her head and looked at him earnestly, "Will we ever see each other again?"
After saying that, she laughed again, her eyes sparkling like starlight, and said cheerfully, "There will definitely be a chance! After all, the palace is His Majesty's territory, and I am His Majesty's woman. He will definitely agree to let me come to Feihong Pavilion again!"
She leaned closer to him, looked into his eyes, and said, "Brother Mo! I'll make some more snacks and come to Feihong Pavilion to see you next time!"
Chu Xingmo was pleased by one of her words, and all his hostility vanished, replaced by a gentle smile.
He looked into her eyes and parted his thin lips slightly: "Okay."
The rain lasted exceptionally long today.
They finished their snacks and tea, but the rain still hadn't stopped.
Li Yunyan looked at the sky outside with a worried expression. "What should we do? It's almost dark!"
Chu Xingmo sat there casually, seemingly without any worry.
"Brother Mo! Do you have an umbrella here?"
Chu Xingmo glanced at the bright yellow in a corner and shook his head, saying, "No."
"Oh dear, what should we do?" Li Yunyan muttered softly, "If we get back late, Aunt Jiang will definitely punish us!"
"What if we miss tomorrow's ceremony?"
"Never mind! I'll just run back!"
She stood up and tried to run downstairs, but her wrist was grabbed by a large hand.
Chu Xingmo's voice was low and unreadable, "If you run back like this, you'll definitely get sick, and you won't be able to go to the ceremony tomorrow!"
"What should we do?" Li Yunyan was so anxious she was almost crying, her eyes already welling up with tears.
"Don't be afraid!" Chu Xingmo found an oil lamp and lit it.
The room suddenly became bright.
"I'll wait with you until the rain stops, then I'll take you home!"
His voice was deep and powerful, making people believe him without even realizing it.
Li Yunyan nodded helplessly, "That's the only way! Thank you, Brother Mo!"
It was completely dark outside. Alone in the room with him, Li Yunyan felt extremely uncomfortable and instinctively wanted to distance herself from him.
Chu Xingmo seemed to sense her unease, so he got up and took out a few travelogues from the bookshelf and placed them in front of her.
"There are no storybooks here, but these travelogues are quite good; you can use them to pass the time."
"good!"
Li Yunyan obediently accepted the book; having a book to pass the time would prevent her from feeling too awkward.
The rain pattered softly outside the window. Inside, a dim light shone on the lamp, and there were two people and a few books.
The atmosphere was peaceful and warm. Chu Xingmo would occasionally glance at her, his eyes so tender they seemed to melt.
I wish I could preserve this moment forever!
As night deepened, Li Yunyan's head kept drooping, little by little, because she was too sleepy to sit up.
Just as she was about to lower her head for the last time, a large hand gently supported her before her forehead touched the table.
Chu Xingmo let out a barely perceptible sigh.
He bent down and picked her up horizontally.
Startled to realize how light and soft the person in his arms was, he carefully controlled his strength, afraid that he might hurt her if he wasn't careful.
Then, he steadily stepped onto the stairs to the fourth floor.
The fourth floor is Chu Xingmo's bedroom. He usually comes to Feihong Tower and if he gets tired, he will take a nap here.
Just as I placed her on the bed, the sky outside suddenly brightened, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky.
Chu Xingmo remembered that she was afraid of thunder, so he quickly bent down and covered her ears with his hands.
A rumble of thunder followed, and the person beneath him flinched, gripping his clothes tightly with both hands.
He then realized how close they were!
He was so close he could hear her soft breathing, so close he could count her long eyelashes... His gaze fell to her rosy lips.
He could get so close, within a fist's distance, that he could...
His heart was pounding like a drum. He suddenly let go of her hand, wanting to get up and leave, but unexpectedly, she grabbed his collar tightly.
Looking down at her two small hands, I knew that if I pried them open, I would definitely wake her up!
A look of inner conflict flashed in Chu Xingmo's eyes. After a moment, he gently lay down on his side beside her.
That's enough! He got up as soon as she let go of his hand.
Give her this bed for the night!
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