Chapter 6 "...Have you ever kissed someone before?"
Xiao doesn't understand—
Why was the young man so determined to keep that kid of unknown origin?
Just as the latter could not understand why the boy kept returning.
"I... I'm just happy to do it, so what if it bothers you?" Xiao turned his face away angrily, looking very unhappy.
The young man was not angry upon hearing this, but silently sat down next to the other person.
The mountains were shrouded in mist, but the outside world could be vaguely seen through the fog.
A clear blue sky, dotted with white clouds, a sparkling river, and villages scattered like stars...
Everything seemed within reach.
"Why... are you not saying anything?"
Suddenly, a voice rang out from nearby.
He suddenly turned his face and almost collided with a pair of deep blue eyes.
Noticing the other person's pupils contracting sharply, the young man blinked but did not move an inch.
Instead, Xiao, who was the first to approach, leaned back and almost fell on his butt, directly from the thick branch of the giant tree.
At the critical moment, many tentacle-like green vines stretched out from the side, weaving into a dense net in the blink of an eye, firmly catching the falling boy.
Then it gently tossed the person up, making them bounce up.
Xiao was caught off guard and thrown back below where she had been sitting.
On a slightly thinner branch.
And the way it landed wasn't very dignified; it just floated upside down in mid-air.
Xiao hugged the branch, her head bowed low.
How embarrassing... to be seen making such a foolish and embarrassing situation.
He almost wished he could just bury his head in the ground.
That's what I think—
When Xiao caught a glimpse of the hand being offered from above, he still took it.
As his body slowly rose against gravity, watching the other person's face gradually enlarge in his field of vision, in the slowed-down time, Xiao seemed to hear the interlacing drumbeats.
One is far away, and one is near.
One low and one high.
Besides the drumbeats of the festival drifting from distant villages, there was also—
"……Thanks."
Xiao sat back in his original position, paused for a moment, and then mumbled something from his arms.
The young man looked at him quietly for a while, then said seriously, "You don't need to thank me. I scared you and caused you to fall first, so it's only right that I help you up."
"..."
Xiao felt that the other party was deliberately going against him.
He didn't want to relive the experience, nor did he want to hear any polite words like "should" or "shouldn't" from the other person.
It sounds like they're deliberately trying to distance themselves from it.
The weather is so nice, and it's rare to have any wicked little devils around to ruin the atmosphere—
Xiao didn't want to hear those discouraging words, yet she couldn't immediately look away from those pale, parting lips.
I don't know if it's because I'm hungry, but it looks very soft and delicious.
Xiao suddenly felt a bit thirsty.
My heart was pounding, and I couldn't tell if it was from nervousness or excitement...
"...Have you ever kissed someone before?"
I don't know how I blurted out a question without thinking.
That slight regret was quickly replaced by a sense of arrogance.
Anyway, I've already asked.
Anyway—
A kiss won't break a piece of flesh.
"Want to give it a try?"
As Xiao said this, he involuntarily moved closer, his eyes fixed on the person in front of him as if he wanted to devour them whole.
He seemed incredibly bold and audacious.
The claws braced against its sides were secretly tightening, as if afraid to hear a single word of dissent from the other party.
As he had done many times before, the young man did not refuse Xiao's seemingly impolite request.
The difference was that, at the moment of kissing those lips, Xiao seemed to hear a barely audible sigh.
So slight—
So much so that he quickly forgot about it, indulging in the joy of getting his wish, and threw himself into exploring the unknown without thinking...
This was the first time Xiao had ever truly and emotionally experienced the joy of learning since birth.
Perhaps it was the novelty that got in the way.
Perhaps it's because I did something I'd always wanted to do but never dared to... My head was spinning, and the feeling of euphoria was like being drunk...
Huh? Drinking?
Why alcohol?
Clearly... what I hate most is bitter and spicy food...
Just as a strange thought flashed through his mind, his shoulder was suddenly pressed against something, stopping him from going any further.
Xiao paused slightly, as if puzzled by the sudden lack of cooperation from the other side.
He looked over, puzzled.
Everything was the same as it had been a moment ago.
tangled hair, wrinkled hem of clothing, an alluring deep red that blooms from the corner of her lips to her collarbone... and those exceptionally clear black eyes.
Unlike her own infatuation and confusion, there wasn't a trace of emotion in those eyes.
as if--
All of the previous claims were merely wishful thinking on his part.
Is this what you wanted?
The young man asked the question, his tone as calm as ever.
At this moment, it was as if a bucket of ice water had been poured over his head.
"If you get it, will you be willing to leave?"
Not just seemingly—
The young man asked the question very seriously.
In fact, Xiao had never heard the other party joke.
His blood gradually cooled, and along with his heart, which had been pounding not long ago, sank to the bottom of the icy water.
"If that's the case—"
Those lips began to open and close again, but Xiao could no longer hear a single word.
"That's so stupid..."
"Ah Xiao?"
"That's so stupid, so stupid, so stupid!"
Xiao interrupted the other person, grabbed an outer robe and threw it over the young man's head.
The menacing movement, however, caused the clothes to fall, only lightly obscuring one of the latter's eyes.
"What...what are you thinking of yourself?! It's just a piece of broken wood, do you really think I'd care about it..."
As soon as the words were spoken, the branches shook violently, followed by a slight rustling of wind and the sound of grass rubbing against each other.
The young man tore off the robe covering him, and Xiao was no longer in sight.
He looked up at the sky.
It didn't rain.
...Is it just my imagination?
It felt like I was getting a few raindrops through my clothes.
However, there was indeed a faint dampness remaining on one corner of the clothes.
After a moment of distraction, the young man silently got up and put his clothes on.
Are you arrogant?
Perhaps so. The young man thought.
A vine hung down quietly, its green tendrils with tender leaves swaying gently on his face, like a human hand that cautiously wanted to approach but dared not actually touch.
"It's okay."
The young man whispered, as if comforting the vines, or perhaps talking to himself.
The corners of his mouth twitched with pain, and he then noticed the wound on his lip, which seemed to have been bitten open earlier.
Have you ever kissed someone on the lips before?
Suddenly, a young man's soft voice appeared in my ears, asking a question.
The answer is yes.
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