Beauty Bones (Part 7)
Chapter Seven
"I like you because you're pretty!"
I'm lusting after your body!
"I want to follow you!"
Xie Yuan finished speaking in one breath, then squinted one eye to secretly peek at his expression.
Anyway, she'd seen it all when she was little, both the things she should and shouldn't have seen. After saying that, she proudly puffed out her little chest and concluded, "See? My reason is pretty good, isn't it!"
Song Ling seemed shocked by her shamelessness. She was unusually silent for a moment, her face turning pale and then red, and her ears flushed. She gritted her teeth and said, unable to bear it any longer, "You!"
"I am here!"
Xie Yuan quickly raised her little hand, her lips almost curling up to the sky. She had finally found a way to deal with his sharp tongue! This time, she had finally gotten her revenge!
Haha, my little apprentice is so innocent, he's so easily amused.
"let go."
"I won't let go!" Xie Yuan declared confidently, like a koala who had found a satisfactory wooden stake and refused to come down once it had set its sights on it.
"Hey hey hey!" Song Ling grabbed her by the back of her collar and forcibly pulled her off his arm, then put her aside.
"Don't follow me," he commanded in a harsh tone.
But as soon as she took each step, the silver chain around her waist was grabbed, her left arm slumped, and Xie Yuan clung to her like a leech.
"I won't listen! I won't listen! You're just talking nonsense! Unless you promise to take me with you!"
"Boss, your..." Just then, Cang Yue rushed in with a letter in her hand. She immediately saw the two of them bickering and fighting. She froze for half a second, took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and decisively turned to leave. "You two continue."
Cang Yue walked away quickly, appearing calm and composed on the surface, but her heart was in turmoil.
He silently gave Xie Yuan a thumbs up in his heart. "Miss, you have some amazing skills. There's absolutely no one else in the world who can do this to their master, force themselves on him, and still survive."
At the same time, he was furious and wanted to confront the man who had just received the letter and insisted that he come in immediately to report to the Lord.
He almost ruined the great thing between the master and the young lady!
Once he went outside, he was nowhere to be seen.
You son of a bitch, Chunye! Just because you're a little better at light-footed kung fu doesn't mean you can escape my grasp!
"Little Peach Crisp, did I scare you just now?" Cang Yue knelt down on one knee and quickly transformed back into the gentle and kind older brother next door, asking with concern about Peach Crisp, who was sitting there staring expectantly at the motionless girl behind the curtain.
Tao Su blinked her big, dark eyes and looked obediently at Cang Yue before shaking her head and slowly shifting her gaze back to the curtain.
Sister A-Yuan has been inside for a long time, why hasn't she come out yet?
Xie Yuan lifted the curtain and walked out with light steps, in an exceptionally good mood, having won another round! Her eyes and brows were full of undisguised smiles.
"How are Taosu and Brother Cangyue getting along?"
Seeing Xie Yuan come out, Tao Su happily jumped off the chair and threw herself into her arms.
She laughed and reached out to pat her little head. Tao Su was very thin and short because of years of malnutrition. She was only about thirteen or fourteen years old when she reached her waist. They met in a bandit stronghold. Everyone else ran away, but she insisted on waking her up. She was probably afraid that Tao Su would die.
However, thanks to the original owner's playboy and restless personality, which is quite similar to hers, although she lacks internal energy, her body is still quite resilient; otherwise, she might not have been able to withstand it.
Tao Su pointed to herself, then turned her head and pointed to Cang Yue, who was still squatting, and nodded gently. "Yes! Tao Su is so good!"
Song Ling walked out from behind her unhurriedly. Xie Yuan glanced at him and their eyes met, but he quickly looked away. His gaze was complicated, a mixture of sadness and longing...
"Miss, you two chat for a while, I'm going to find the boss." Xie Yuan only came back to her senses after Cang Yue's figure disappeared around the corner.
"Peach Crisp, I want to talk to you about something."
——
Before the sun set, Xie Yuan thoroughly searched the surrounding shops, making ample preparations for her upcoming travels with her little apprentice!
To be precise, her junior apprentice was on a mission, and she went to watch the play to join in the fun.
But she also thought she could take this opportunity to spend as much time as possible with him.
This was something she had promised him back then.
Who would have thought that she was originally a person who hated trouble? Since transmigrating into this book, she has loved the freedom and unrestrained life of the martial arts world and the life of traveling the world with a few close friends. After becoming a master, Yunwu Mountain became a prison she willingly drew a circle around herself in. Now, so many years have passed, and she doesn't know if her old friends are doing well.
Until the last glimmer of orange disappeared into the horizon.
When Xie Yuan returned from shopping, Cang Yue had disappeared with the peach cakes, and Song Ling couldn't find her either. While she might not be good at finding others, she was very good at finding her little apprentice.
He used to either like climbing trees or staying alone on the roof.
The night was clear and dust-free, and the moonlight was as silvery as silver.
Xie Yuan wandered through every street and alley of the Beizhao border, panting heavily from exhaustion.
Ahhhhh, it's so hard without lightness skills! I never thought finding someone would be so troublesome before, but it seems I need to put internal strength on the agenda as soon as possible. After going around in circles, she returned to Cangyue's clinic.
Just then, a small pebble, seemingly out of nowhere, flew up from above and landed at her feet.
Xie Yuan was startled. "Hey! Don't you know it's dangerous to throw things from high-rise buildings? Whose kid is so naughty!"
Xie Yuan put her hands on her hips, raised her small face angrily, and was about to teach him a lesson.
Their eyes met unexpectedly. The young man was leaning against the roof, one leg bent. He must have just returned from a mission, as he had changed into a red and black outfit. The cold wind made his robes flutter, and his high ponytail swayed gently behind him, reaching his slender waist.
The silvery moonlight paled in comparison to him at that moment.
Good heavens, it belongs to her family...
"Kid, are you talking about me?" Song Ling tilted her head, looked down at her, and said with a forced smile, "If I remember correctly, you are two years younger than me."
"Young Master Song, you may not know this, but we in Dongling don't have so many rules. If you're willing, I'd be more than happy to call you 'sister'."
Xie Yuan chuckled, her little face practically beaming with joy.
Song Ling: ........
The abacus beads were practically bouncing onto his face.
The boy ignored her, crossed his arms behind his head, and lay down, seemingly not intending to continue arguing with her about this topic.
After spending the past few days with him, Xie Yuan has gotten a pretty good idea of his current personality. He's just like he was when he was a child—stubborn on the outside but soft on the inside.
At worst, we can just bring him back into this world again.
When she can't win an argument with her, Song Ling will subconsciously avoid the situation or simply ignore her.
But how could such a small matter possibly stump her!
Xie Yuan ran around busily for a while and finally managed to borrow a ladder from her neighbor.
"Bang!"
Xie Yuan rolled up his sleeves and, with a few quick movements, propped the wooden ladder against the roof and climbed up in one go.
"Oh my, I'm exhausted! How about that, Young Master Song? I'm amazing, aren't I? I carried this ladder here myself!"
The girl was covered in dust and dirt, and the hairpin she used to hold her hair up was loose, as if she had been out and about at any moment. Her face was dirty, but it couldn't hide her bright eyes and white teeth. She laughed wildly and her tone was cheerful.
"Got you! Hehe!"
She grabbed a corner of Song Ling's outer robe, tugged at his hem, and said with a smile, "Young Master Song, please lend me a hand!"
Xie Yuan generously extended her hand to him.
The distant memories overlapped with the scene before my eyes.
"Ah Ling! Master didn't lie to you, did he? I've found you again!"
"No matter how many times you hide, your master will find you every single time!"
The girl was as radiant as the sun, her red dress as fiery as fire; she was the only bright spot in his life, a life of darkness and loneliness as he awaited death.
Even the first light of dawn is nothing more than this.
Song Ling sat up, but did not respond to her. He just stared at her blankly without moving. After a while, a tear slid down his pale, superior jawline without warning.
He belatedly realized what was happening, his eyelashes fluttering as he quickly turned his head away, looking rather disheveled.
No one can help but feel heartbroken when a beautiful woman sheds tears.
What's more, the buff is from his own little apprentice, whom he raised with a troubled past.
Xie Yuan panicked instinctively. In the past, no matter how many cold words her little apprentice had suffered, she had never seen him shed a single tear. On the contrary, he was always the one who comforted her and told her not to be angry.
What exactly has he been through all these years...?
Xie Yuan felt terrible, as if thousands of tiny needles were repeatedly piercing her heart, causing a dense, persistent pain.
"Young Master Song, are you alright?" He was still rational after all.
Xie Yuan gritted her teeth. She had already used up most of her strength, but she still used all her strength to flip up.
"Young Master Song, are you alright?" She knelt anxiously in front of him, holding his shoulders and gently shaking him.
Song Ling lowered his eyelashes, as if he were under some kind of spell, and he did not respond no matter how she called him.
Xie Yuan was worried that something might happen to him, so she cupped his face in her hands so that he could look at her. When she met his peach blossom eyes, which he had finally managed to focus, she saw that the corners of his eyes were already tinged with a thin layer of red.
"Young Master Song?"
Why doesn't she want me? What did I do wrong?
There is no doubt who she is.
Song Ling's gaze met hers directly, revealing a dense, impenetrable web of pain, confusion, bewilderment, regret, and despair. The oppressive, suffocating atmosphere was suffocating, trapping not only him but now her as well…
He didn't blink, just stared blankly at her, muttering softly to himself, as if asking himself and also asking "her" through her.
Tears streamed down his face like a broken string, landing in the palm of her hand that held his face, burning his heart and making his heart tremble.
"I......"
Xie Yuan almost couldn't help but want to explain to him that she had never abandoned him, and he had never done anything wrong...
But now is not the time. If his dream shatters, she won't be able to stay with him for long, which would undoubtedly push him into an even deeper abyss.
"Young Master Song, are you missing your master?" Xie Yuan knelt up and hugged him tightly. "If you're really sad, crying will make you feel better."
In this position, Song Ling was tilted slightly forward, his chin resting on her shoulder, his long, cool, silky hair mostly falling onto her shoulder.
Xie Yuan thought he would definitely push her away in a fit of embarrassment and anger.
But perhaps he was too sad, for he didn't move or struggle, and seemed very tired, just quietly leaning against her.
They embraced for an unknown amount of time under the moonlit snowy night, until the silver frost covered their dark hair, neither of them moving or speaking first.
"Master, I miss you so much..."
Xie Yuan's left shoulder was already soaked with tears. The boy's soft murmurs were very quiet, but even with the howling wind, she could still hear them clearly.
Her eyes were already red even when he couldn't see them.
"A-Ling, it's Master's fault for letting you down."
Xie Yuan felt guilty and sad, and silently responded in her heart.
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