nucmednet Chapter 19 What exactly do you want to do?
Chapter 19 What exactly do you want to do?
"Alright, alright, don't cry. It was your fault, senior brother. Don't cry, don't cry..."
Xu Nian is exhausted.
I regretted hitting him.
Now all we can do is try to appease them.
The rabbit was already eaten, and Third Senior Sister had run off somewhere to steal more food.
He said he was going to cultivate, but he's probably just going to find a place to start roasting sweet potatoes.
The night is deep and quiet, the moon is bright and the stars are few.
The night view from Xiaoyao Peak is spectacular.
As the daytime fog slowly dissipated, the outlines of the rocky peaks came into view.
Blurry and indistinct, yet towering and majestic.
Unnamed flowers bloom all over the mountain, filling the mountaintop with their fragrance.
The hazy night light fell.
The sunlight shone on Wu Qinghuan, making his already aloof temperament appear even more solitary.
It adds a touch of sacred and inviolable beauty.
However, the red mark on her fair forehead shattered the fairy-like image.
Xiao Qinghuan held her forehead, her small body trembling from time to time.
It looks like she's crying.
The scene was very strange.
Xu thought about it and felt pain.
"Junior brother, you can't do this. You're not young anymore. In a few years, it will be time for you to find a partner and start a family. How can you act like a little crybaby? It's so embarrassing if word gets out."
"Does my senior brother look down on me?"
Wu Qinghuan said quietly.
Xu Nian was even more troubled.
What is all this about? How can it be related to dislike?
Is there something wrong with how I opened it?
Wu Qinghuan, the future great demon and the holy son of the Blissful Sect in his previous life, should not, and could not, be like this.
Although he is the same person he was as a child.
It was him before he turned evil, before he grew up.
But it shouldn't be like this.
Shouldn't it be the arrogant, brutal, and violent type?
For example, a fiery temper that explodes like a powder keg at the slightest provocation?
Who is this pitiful creature with red-rimmed eyes and misty, watery eyes?
It definitely couldn't be that big devil!
"What exactly is going on..."
"What's going on..."
Xu's scalp tingled.
He was thinking about how to coax his junior brother.
But then they saw Wu Qinghuan slowly get up and walk towards the house.
"Senior brother, I'm tired, let's go to sleep."
"Huh?" Xu Nian felt that something was off about what he was saying.
But the two of them were in the same room and slept in the same bed.
That statement seems to make no real problem.
After all, they were all boys, and fellow students.
It's normal for fellow disciples to share a room, right?
It's normal for fellow students to sleep in the same bed, right?
As the saying goes, men and women should not touch each other.
But it's not a big deal if it's between men.
What's there to care about?
When Xu Nian heard her junior brother's faint voice, she felt that something was off.
"Okay, cough cough, okay, let's go then."
It's very late now.
I remember my third senior sister telling me that I need to get a good rest tonight.
Tomorrow I will officially begin my cultivation.
He followed Wu Qinghuan back to the house.
The junior brother got into bed first, while Xu Nian closed the door before going to the bedside.
When Xu Nian walked over, she found that Wu Qinghuan was already lying in bed.
A small head was peeking out.
Her pale red eyes appeared incredibly clear and sparkling under the moonlight.
Xu Nian suddenly felt a sense of guilt.
Then I found it a little funny.
This guy isn't a woman, yet he acts like he's sleeping with his junior sister.
Why is this little devil so good-looking?
Can't men be a little more masculine?
Xu Nian shook her head, dismissed the thought, and lay down on the bed.
The two of them slept in the same bed.
But actually, they were using two blankets.
Each person has their own cover.
Otherwise, we could share a blanket and sleep in the same bed.
That would be very strange.
Even if they are fellow disciples, this is still too strange.
That's absolutely impossible.
The night is quiet.
Almost a stick of incense passed.
A small, timid voice suddenly appeared in the quiet room.
"Senior brother, are you asleep?"
"Senior brother is asleep," Xu Nian said calmly.
Wu Qinghuan looked at him strangely, "How can you still talk when you're asleep?"
"Senior brother is talking in his sleep."
"Oh."
Another while passed.
Wu Qinghuan whispered again, "Senior brother, are you asleep?"
"Sleep."
"Oh."
After a moment of silence, he spoke again, "Senior brother..."
"Alright, alright, I'm not asleep. What do you want to do now?" Xu Nian said helplessly.
Wu Qinghuan lay on her side on the bed, her fair little hand reaching out.
She whispered, "I'm afraid of the dark."
What are you afraid of?
Was the future villain afraid of the dark when he was a child?
What an outrageous persona.
Is this for real?
"Then what do you want me to do? There are no candles on this mountain."
When he was in the servants' quarters, I could at least light a candle for him.
There's nothing on the mountain.
Wu Qinghuan remained silent for a moment.
Her voice was even softer, "Senior brother, can you... hold my hand?"
Xu Nian frowned slightly.
This…
It feels like things are developing in a direction I didn't expect.
We've gone a bit off-topic.
But thankfully, thankfully…
Since it's about the power of love, then to make sure my junior brother isn't afraid of the dark, I'll hold his little hand.
Should, probably, maybe, possibly...
It's nothing, really.
What's wrong with a senior brother shaking hands with a junior brother? Isn't that just a matter of course?
Something's not right.
People who feel something is wrong all have heart problems!
It's filthy!
Xu Nian thought to herself.
He nodded and took his junior brother's outstretched hand.
It was held firmly in his own large hand.
Somewhat surprised.
Don't say it, really don't say it.
This stinky junior brother's little hands are quite soft, as if boneless.
It's quite fun.
But soon Xu Nian realized something was wrong.
The karmic fire has appeared!
Desire kept creeping in.
His expression changed slightly.
With a thought, I suppressed the chaotic thoughts and numerous evil ideas.
My junior brother's karmic fire has become so intense?
How exactly does he suppress his emotions on a daily basis?
Could it be... a special physique that suppresses karmic fire?
It's within my control.
But those around them will be unconsciously affected?
Suddenly, Xu Nian understood something.
The junior brother's so-called fear of the dark might actually be a fear of the imagery of karmic fire at night.
With so many eroding images, it's certain he'll be afraid.
Despite the fact that he will be the strongest being in all the worlds and a top-tier demon in the future.
But right now, he's just a weak, helpless, and pitiful junior brother.
Thinking of this, Xu Nian's heart softened.
She squeezed his little hand even tighter.
The night is getting darker.
Perhaps being held by her senior brother's hand gives Wu Qinghuan a great sense of security.
The junior brother fell asleep not long after.
My breathing calmed down.
His sleeping posture was just a bit strange.
That's very unseemly.
She lifted her leg and straddled Xu Nian's leg.
Her little hands also wandered and rested on his chest.
He slept well.
Xu Nian couldn't sleep at all.
He was being consumed by the karmic fire of this stinky junior brother.
She was also holding his soft, boneless little hand.
It was pure torture.
Xu Nian felt a headache coming on; he had two big headaches.
He could only silently recite the Heart-Cleansing Mantra.
At the same time, he complained about what kind of life he was living.
What is this called!