Yun Qishen

The edge of the moon peeked through the gaps in the clouds, and for a fleeting moment, its light shone on the floor of the long corridor in front of Molangqin's house.

The guardian beast blinked, remaining vigilant of its surroundings. The sounds of joy and excitement that had just occurred inside the house had subsided.

Mo Langqin straightened her clothes and apologized to Mo Li with great remorse, "I'm sorry, Brother Mo Li. You care about me so much, but I was so rude to you before."

“I understand your reaction. Now that you’re awake, I have something to tell you.” Mo Li’s expression remained calm as he looked down at Mo Langqin on the bed. “After my consciousness was withdrawn from your sea of ​​consciousness, the ghostly power that Third Uncle used to control you is being withdrawn from your body. He must have encountered some trouble and may not have noticed your consciousness returning. So you’d better be careful in the next few days. You absolutely cannot let Third Uncle realize that your consciousness has returned.”

Mo Langqin nodded gently, "I understand."

Mo Li raised a hand and gently patted Mo Langqin's shoulder. "I'll help you ask for two days off from the classroom. Your third uncle and the others might not be back so soon, so I hope you can take these two days to rest and recuperate here. I'll let you know when your third uncle and the others are about to return."

"Thank you, Brother Mo Li."

Mo Li withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to Bai Ying. Bai Ying's gaze was completely fixed on Mo Langqin, which made Mo Li curious about what had happened between the two of them in his sea of ​​consciousness.

“You should thank Bai Ying properly. After all, she is the one who cares about you the most. Without her insistence, you might not have been willing to come back to face us.” Mo Li turned around and pulled Mo Ruo’s shoulder. “Lang Qin, you should rest well.”

"Oh, right, Langqin." Mo Ligang and Mo Ruo had taken two steps toward the door when he suddenly remembered something. He turned back to look at Mo Langqin, a slight softening appearing on his otherwise calm face. "Thank you for keeping those items safe for me."

"You're welcome, Brother Mo Li."

Mo Langqin blinked in shock, a shock that didn't subside even after Mo Li and Mo Ruo left.

Mo Li, who always has such a wooden face, can actually smile? Although it doesn't really look like a smile, it's still quite shocking.

Mo Langqin took a deep breath, and then exhaled easily.

"Bai Ying." The moment he turned to look at Bai Ying, he met Bai Ying's gaze, which was fixed on him. Bai Ying immediately avoided his gaze, her lips pursed shyly.

"Thank you……"

Mo Langqin smiled gently, his former resentment, obsession, and competitive coldness gone, replaced by the warmth that a young man should possess.

"I should be the one thanking you!" Bai Ying's mind kept replaying all the warm moments like this from Mo Langqin's childhood to adulthood. It seemed that the child who was always happy under her mother's care had returned. Bai Ying was drawn in by this warm smile, and tears welled up in the eyes of her puppet body. "Thank you for being born into this world, Mo Langqin!"

Mo Langqin also avoided eye contact. He was silent for a moment, and a blush quickly crept up his ears. "Don't say things like that all of a sudden..."

"Don't you like to hear this?" Bai Ying grasped Mo Langqin's hand, bringing her face close to stare into Mo Langqin's eyes.

Mo Langqin relaxed her clenched fist. "Do whatever you want..."

He stole a glance and saw Bai Ying smiling sweetly in Yan Cang's guise. For some reason, a bitter, conflicted feeling welled up in Mo Langqin's heart.

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This shouldn't be happening... You should be more proactive and not let him escape...

A plaintive voice lingered in Bai Ying's ears.

The puppet's body was too fragile, which weakened the power of the white shadow possessing it. She could only enter a period of hibernation to recover her ghostly power so that she could use the body better.

But whenever Bai Ying went into hibernation, this resentful voice would always linger in her ears, making her very irritable. Yet she couldn't escape this irritation, as if a force was pressing down on her, making it hard for her puppet body to breathe.

He is mine, and he will always be mine! Now and forever!

【You are me, and Yan Cang is me! We are one! I am his, and he is mine! This cannot be changed! Nothing can be changed…】

"who is it!"

Mo Langqin's voice rang out from beside Bai Ying, instantly dispelling the resentment.

Bai Ying rubbed her eyes and sat up from the bed. "What happened?" "I just sensed a ghostly force around me, but... it's nothing." Mo Langqin paused and then changed her words. "Sorry for startling you by suddenly speaking."

Bai Ying shook her head to indicate that she was fine. She was more concerned about Mo Langqin's condition. "Has your rest these past two days been effective?"

From the night he regained consciousness, Mo Langqin sat at the foot of the bed, gathering his ghostly power to recuperate. Two days passed in the blink of an eye.

Mo Langqin smiled slightly at Bai Ying, "My own ghost power is much more stable now, so it won't be easily detected by Uncle San and the others."

"That's good." Bai Ying smiled with relief.

The night was eerily quiet; their breathing could be clearly heard echoing in the room. They remained silent for a long while before Mo Langqin finally spoke first.

"A white shadow..."

Hearing Mo Langqin call her name, Bai Ying looked up at Mo Langqin's face, her gaze seemingly expectant yet also hesitant.

Mo Langqin's gaze hardened considerably. "Let's escape once the mountain gate is unsealed."

Bai Ying's eyes widened. "What did you say?"

A slight crack appeared in Mo Langqin's resolute expression, and his gaze darted away. "You're unwilling?"

"No, I'm wondering! Shouldn't I be the one saying that? Why did you say it first?" Bai Ying grabbed Mo Langqin's hand, and Mo Langqin also pulled her gaze back to Bai Ying.

His eyes shone with light. "So you're willing, willing to run away with me?"

"Of course I'm willing!" Bai Ying exclaimed excitedly, her words tumbling out incoherently. "But! But I still! I still have to say it!"

"say what?"

Mo Langqin suddenly felt a little scared, afraid that Bai Ying would say anything about not wanting to leave or having concerns about the future.

Bai Ying took a deep breath, her heart pounding with excitement, a feeling conveyed by her body. This emotion propelled her to utter the voice that had long been suppressed in her throat, "Mo Langqin, do you want to run away with me?"

Time seemed to stand still in that instant, and the night grew quiet again. Their gazes met with such tenderness that they illuminated the tranquil forest courtyard like moonlight.

"I want to." Mo Langqin grasped the hand that Bai Ying had placed on his hand; that hand, which had a subtle warmth like his own, was now burning hot. "With you..."

"No, you'd better not say anything!" Bai Ying suddenly pulled her hand back, placed it on her cheeks, and shook her head violently.

"Hmm?" Mo Langqin watched Bai Ying's movements with a mixture of joy and curiosity.

Bai Ying stopped shaking her head, her entire head flushed red. She seemed to be complaining, yet also delighted, "I feel so strange in my head right now! My face feels so strange too! It's all burning..."

“Me too.” Mo Langqin touched his cheek as well; he was in no better shape, his face was flushed red.

"Ah! It seems I really am burnt out! How could I treat a child like this! No, no! I just wanted to protect Langqin..."

Bai Ying muttered something as she hurriedly jumped up from the bed, ready to run away, but Mo Langqin reached out and grabbed her hand again.

"Bai Ying." Mo Langqin's heart pounded. He knew he had to say it. "Even if I'm a child now, I'll grow up someday! You have to wait for me, just like you've always done!"

"These past two days, while resting and recuperating, I've thought a lot. I've figured out my feelings for you—whether it's familial love, friendship, infatuation, or even guilt!" Mo Langqin tightened her grip on Bai Ying's hand. "I want to repay your kindness, your persistence, and your care. I'm very clear that these feelings aren't guilt, not the kind of guilt I felt for Yan Cang, and not any reflection of my feelings for my mother..."

Bai Ying's voice suddenly rose, "I can't believe a child confessed to me like this! No, no, no, I should be the one confessing! I should be the one..."

"Bai Ying, let me finish." Mo Langqin paused, placed one hand over his heart and held Bai Ying tightly with the other, then smiled and confessed, "I love you."

Bai Ying sniffed, then hugged Mo Langqin's head and kissed her forehead. "I love you too! I've loved you ever since you and your mother moved into this house, Langqin!" (End of Chapter)