Chapter 15 Chapter 15 Mu Yang also stopped and looked back...
Mu Yang also stopped and turned to look at her. Under the brilliant blossoms, dressed in white, he was so beautiful that it made people trance.
This reminded Li Yian of a historical story he had read before. There was a handsome man named Han Zigao who was once encountered by robbers while fleeing. The robbers wanted to kill him, but seeing his stunning beauty, they couldn't bring themselves to kill him. Even the most vicious robbers were so moved by his appearance that they didn't kill him, demonstrating that the power of beauty is not as useless as people say.
Even if Li Yian didn't want to admit it, it was true. She didn't have a strong dislike for Mu Yang. In addition to the fact that Mu Yang was very gentle, it was also partly because of his beauty.
Mu Yang's fingers slightly tightened around the bamboo kettle, then he raised the kettle and wanted to hand it to Li Yian, "This is the osmanthus wine I learned to brew at the Academy of Literature. It tastes great, and I wanted to give it to you to try."
There was a distance of ten meters between them, and Mu Yang kept holding the kettle, his eyes as bright as if there were stars, looking at Li Yian sincerely.
Should she drink the wine offered by her sworn enemy, whom she had always avoided? Li Yian's answer was no. She shook her head and said calmly, "I don't drink."
"Is that so?" Mu Yang lowered his head in disappointment. But he quickly raised another bamboo kettle and said, "Then I made some delicious tea." He then took out an exquisite wooden box from his school bag, opened it, and showed Li Yian the snacks inside. "I brought some snacks for you too."
Since Mu Yang mentioned "you guys," it meant that he didn't make them just for her. Li Yian looked at the cakes in the wooden box in surprise and asked, "Does the Academy of Literature also offer courses in winemaking and cooking?"
She knew that the academy would teach music, chess, calligraphy, and other skills to cultivate one's sentiments and improve one's character, but she had never heard of cooking. She thought that the academy's arrogant people would disdain cooking.
Mu Yang smiled and said, "There are books about winemaking and pastry making in the library. I took a look when I was bored."
He opened the three-layer box one by one, placed the snacks on the stone table, took out two porcelain cups from his school bag, placed the two porcelain cups on the stone table, and then poured tea into each cup.
Because Mu Yang's attitude was so humble and sincere, Li Yian was embarrassed to turn around and leave. In the end, she could only say dryly, "I'm not thirsty or hungry." After a pause, she added, "Thank you."
She knew that Li Xuan was somewhere nearby. Li Xuan was a responsible guardian. Just like when Mu Yang was in the martial arts academy just now, Li Xuan did not go far, but leaned against the tree trunk waiting for him.
She didn't want to get too deeply involved with the two male protagonists, just keep them as nodding acquaintances, and keep out of each other's way. After the Mu family incident was over, she would stay away from them. All the entanglements, love and hate that happened between them had nothing to do with her, a passerby.
Mu Yang felt sad when he saw Li Yian's cold and distant expression. He put down the bamboo kettle and said softly, "Cousin, I just wanted to thank you for agreeing to protect me."
Since childhood, Li Yian had always disliked him, treated him coldly and ignored him, and they would always have inexplicable conflicts.
Ten years ago, the lonely and depressed Li Yian would laugh and cry for him, which made his sister feel distressed and wanted to accompany him. She no longer wanted to have anything to do with him, was always too lazy to pay attention to him, and tried her best to stay away from him.
He had a feeling that he and Li Yian might never get along in this life.
"You said we were sworn enemies, but I don't think so. We can get along well. I can guarantee it."
However, he had said this so many times, but it seemed so powerless and wishful thinking. As he spoke, his heart ached and tears welled up in his eyes. He hurriedly wiped them away with the back of his hand.
Li Yian, who had been hesitating between "going" and "not going", was stunned when he saw Mu Yang crying.
She grew up in a martial arts academy full of rough men, and her personality became free and easy and heroic. She never cries easily. Crying is a very shameful thing for her, and she can't stand seeing others cry.
Seeing Mu Yang's tears in his eyes, it was hard for her to act cold. She almost stuttered as she spoke, "Mu Yang, be strong. Don't cry like a woman."
Li Yian didn't know how to comfort others, and suddenly her mind went blank, and she said the words that Qi Yang often teased her with, "Don't act like a woman."
Mu Yang's eyes widened in surprise when she heard this, and her beautiful face instantly turned red. She was already sad, and after being comforted by Li Yian, she became even sadder and more embarrassed.
He stood there in a daze, not knowing what to say for a long time. Finally, he declared, almost word by word, "I'm not a woman."
Li Yian didn't expect him to react so strongly. She realized that she had said the wrong thing and didn't know what to say for a moment. Whenever she encountered embarrassing things, she didn't know what expression to put on her face and just kept a straight face.
Neither of them spoke, and the atmosphere became extremely awkward.
In the end, it was Mu Yang who broke the awkward atmosphere and said sullenly, "I'm going back to the College of Literature." After that, he turned and left.
Li Yian watched him walk away and slapped his forehead in annoyance.
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