Chapter 115 I will fulfill your wish
Chang Xile's cheeks, which had turned white from the cold, immediately flushed. She pulled her hand back, waved to Anping and said, "Then I'll go to rehearsal first." Then she ran into the dance studio.
The days passed so peacefully, so peacefully that Chang Xile felt a little uneasy.
After rehearsal, Chang Xile didn't immediately return to the dormitory. Instead, she lay on the floor by the studio window. Anping sat beside her, carefully reading a book he had borrowed from the library.
"Ah... Could it be that I've encountered so much in the first two months of school? So now, if nothing happens, I feel like it's abnormal?" Chang Xile muttered. "This mentality makes me look a bit like an M."
"M?" Anping repeated, his tone rising and a hint of doubt between his brows.
"Hahaha...just pretend I didn't say anything." I almost forgot, Anping is a simple little kitten and I can't lead him astray.
Seeing that Anping, who was always eager to learn, had already taken out his mobile phone to search, Chang Xile sat up like a fish thrown ashore and tried to snatch his phone.
An Ping raised a hand to prevent Chang Xile from reaching his phone. He raised an eyebrow; Chang Xile's reaction was rather too dramatic, and it made him very suspicious.
"Did you say something bad?"
"Not really...it's human nature." Chang Xile denied it.
"Then let me see it too."
"No! You can know, but you can't get it from me!" Chang Xile didn't want to discuss what m was with a cat. She immediately thought of a new topic to attract his attention. "Don't go off topic. I've been feeling really anxious lately for no apparent reason."
Only then did Anping seriously think about what she had just said.
"What do you think will happen?" Anping asked.
"It feels like there are many things that haven't had a result yet, and there's no follow-up." Chang Xile thought for a moment.
"For example, I let Chang Leguan's hundreds of wandering souls stay in the human world and didn't make any effort to bring them into reincarnation. But Xie Wuya didn't seem to care. He hasn't assigned me any work in a long time." Chang Xile said.
"Perhaps he forgot?"
"And after Chen Moxin was punished, it was clear he didn't know he was wrong and wouldn't change. But after all this time, he hasn't done anything. I have a feeling he's up to something bad." Chang Xile felt worried at the thought. She asked, "How are the cats in school doing lately?"
Anping nodded. "Remember the tabby cat in the store? It counts the cats every day."
Chang Xile nodded, but she thought about the many stray cats living alone outside of Shancheng University, out of their sight, and how they weren't completely safe. Furthermore, Xie Wuya had said he would investigate the sycophant, but there was still no conclusion.
"I just feel like I should do something. But it's like I'm blinded by the heavy snow, and I don't know where to take the next step." Chang Xile felt a little frustrated.
Anping didn't say anything.
He looked out the window, stretched out his hand, palm up, and suddenly said, "It's snowing."
Chang Xile followed his gaze and saw white snowflakes drifting down from the dark night sky. She reached out her hand, waiting for a snowflake to land on it. The warmth of her palm melted the snowflake, eventually transforming it into a small puddle of water.
She shook her hands and said with some emotion: "This is the first time I see snow in a mountain city."
An Ping said: "You stretch out your hand and wait, but when you actually touch the snow, you have no idea which snowflake will land on your hand."
"So are we just going to wait like this?" Chang Xile asked.
Anping turned to look at her, and after a moment he suddenly asked, "After your birthday last month, you turned nineteen?"
Chang Xile nodded, confused as to why he had changed the subject. Perhaps Anping also found her question difficult to answer.
Because the dormitory had already organized a birthday celebration together, when Chang Xile's actual birthday came at the end of November, after receiving birthday wishes from people around him, he chose to stay in the studio with Anping and waste time.
There were no lights on in the studio, and the windows were wide open, letting the moonlight shine into the room, making it seem quiet and peaceful.
Anping seemed to have looked up some information and knew that people should give gifts on their birthdays, so he asked her what her birthday wish was or what gift she wanted.
"A wish..." Chang Xile said, "If I had to say, when I was a kid I always wrote in my essays that I hoped for world peace."
"Now my wish is much simpler. I hope that everyone around me can be safe, happy, and prosperous." Chang Xile looked at Anping with a smile, "Every time I have the opportunity to visit a Taoist temple, I will emphasize this wish."
It used to be her family and friends, and now it also includes Anping.
As for the gifts she wanted… Chang Xile held her head high, feeling she didn't need anything. She wasn't particularly particular about gifts, and only exchanged gifts with her closest friends on each other's birthdays.
Things like gifts, if you don't know the other person very well, can easily become just a formality, resulting in each other giving each other things that the other party doesn't need.
"I don't want anything in particular, no need to give it to me." Chang Xile smiled.
"Then let me ask you this another way. Do you prefer practicality or beauty?"
"You know quite a lot." Chang Xile looked at him in surprise and asked, "Can't beauty and practicality coexist?"
Of course, such gifts are hard to find. She stretched, leaned over to the huge wooden window of the studio, and said, "You really don't need to give me a gift. Just come with me to watch the stars. The night sky is very clear tonight, and you can see the Big Dipper."
"Do you like stars?"
"If I say I like it, are you going to pick one for me?" Chang Xile smiled and turned around, stunned by the scene in front of him.
Tiny and beautiful lights flickered in the originally dim room. These light spots moved slowly in the distance, as beautiful as miniature galaxies.
Chang Xile raised her hand and let a firefly land on her hand.
"When... did you find so many fireflies?" Chang Xile blinked. "How did you find so many fireflies?"
Can cats catch fireflies?
As if he could see what Chang Xile was thinking, An Ping said, "Please invite them to be our guests, and we'll send them home when daybreak comes."
Chang Xile's eyes sparkled. The last time she'd seen fireflies was when she was out sketching with the photography club. That night had been a terrible experience, but the moment she saw them, she was stunned.
This was a very beautiful gift. Chang Xile thought of what she had just said and wanted to change her words to say, "It doesn't matter if it's not practical." However, the next second, Anping stuffed a small glass bottle with a rope hanging on it into her arms.
"What is this?" Chang Xile picked up the transparent glass bottle and looked at it. There were countless points of light flashing inside, like clusters of small and brilliant fireworks.
The fireflies dispersed and disappeared at some point, but the room did not return to darkness. Although the glass bottle was small, the light it emitted was like moonlight, illuminating the earth without being dazzling.
"What is this?" Chang Xile asked.
"I didn't give it a name," Anping said. "Maybe it's a beautiful and practical gift?"
Even in a dark place, this light can illuminate the way forward for her.
"It exists due to my magical power. As long as I am alive, it will not go out," said Anping.
Chang Xile held the bottle in his hands and looked at it with great care, then said with a frown, "Then let me name it?"
Anping tilted his head, indicating that of course he could.
"Well, how about calling me Ping'an?" Chang Xile said, and wrote these two words on Anping's hand. She especially liked Anping's last sentence, "As long as the light in the bottle is still there, I know you are safe."
She was very pleased with her pun, and carefully put the bottle away. She asked Anping, "When is your birthday?"
Anping's eyes were confused for a moment before he said, "I don't remember."
Not only that, he couldn't quite remember how old he was. He only knew that as the seasons changed, he had been practicing tirelessly.
"Then you never celebrate your birthday either?" Chang Xile asked.
Anping shook his head.
Chang Xile touched his hair.
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"Why are you asking this suddenly?" Chang Xile asked Anping in the dance studio.
"Didn't you make a birthday wish?" Anping said.
"Do you mean hoping that everyone around you will be safe and happy?" Chang Xile blinked and then said, "While this is a beautiful wish, even a god would find it difficult to guarantee that a mortal will have a safe and happy life, right? I'm just saying this, don't take it to heart."
"You always prioritize the safety and happiness of others over your own. I know you've helped others so much, regardless of the consequences." Anping looked her in the eye and said, "But you're only nineteen."
She is still a little girl, not the legendary savior.
"I'll take care of the things you're worried about." An Ping flicked her head and said, "So you can concentrate on enjoying your nineteenth year."
Chang Xile covered his head with his hands. Although it hurt, he smiled happily.
She looked out the window longingly and said, "I wonder if it will snow tonight? I want to build a snowman."
Yes, as the old year is said and the new year begins, her nineteenth birthday flows along with the long river of time.
Ordinary life always passes by extra quickly. Chang Xile’s life is almost the same every day, and soon it is New Year’s Eve.
"Xi Le!! You are so beautiful--" Fang Xinai looked carefully at Chang Xi Le, who had just changed her clothes and put on stage makeup, and exclaimed earnestly.
Chang Xile wore a short blue top and black jeans with a ribbon. She rarely wore such delicate makeup, with some small glitter on her cheeks. When she turned to look at Fang Xinai, her eyes were so bright and charming that Fang Xinai's heart skipped a beat.
Ren Qing and Yang Guisi couldn't help but glance at her again and again. Ren Qing admired her but also felt a little worried: "She just looks a little cold."
The temperature has dropped below zero, and exposing your belly button can easily cause you to catch a cold or get sick.
Chang Xile put on a long black down jacket, zipped it up, and said with a smile, "It's okay. I warmed up before dancing, so it won't be too cold. I put the jacket on after the performance."
"Okay! We'll cheer you on from the audience." Fang Xinai clapped his hands excitedly. "I heard the school will set off fireworks at midnight on New Year's Eve."
Several people started discussing the best place in the school to watch the fireworks.
Chang Xile originally went back to the dormitory to get her things. She looked at the time, waved to the three people and said she was leaving first, and rushed to the backstage of the Great Hall for rehearsal.
But Chang Xile didn't see Anping all day. Before entering the Great Hall, she met a kitten at the back door and squatted down to ask it if it had seen Anping.
The kitten meowed for a moment and said it had never seen anything like it. Chang Xile glanced at the small glass bottle in her bag. The light inside was still as bright as ever, and she guessed that Anping must have gone out on some business.
She peeled a sausage from her bag and fed it to the kitten, then went into the auditorium to concentrate on rehearsing.
Anping himself was sitting in his cat cafe at the moment, listening carefully to the orange cat talking to him.
"That's not good..."
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