girl let me check

Chapter 414 Good Night
Fang Weihan and Wen Zhexue returned to the temple and found a still intact stone staircase to sit down together. The girl held him tightly with her slender fingers, as if she was afraid that Fang Weihan would run away.

Amidst the exhaustion and crisis of the past few days, Fang Weihan also had a brief moment of peace and tranquility, time for him and Wen Zhexue to have a quiet chat.

The Eastern Palace Guards were under the command of Master Zhao, so he didn't need to worry about it for now. Fang Xun was still waiting for him in Wuling, but it should be okay to let this old guy fly for a while.

Wen Zhexue was very close to him, her back straight, her delicate face looked a little embarrassed and she looked quite nervous.

She opened her mouth, obviously having a lot to say but not knowing where to start.

Fang Weihan couldn't help but laugh when he saw her trying to find a topic but couldn't say a word and looked aggrieved.

My senior sister is still exactly the same as she was when she was a child. She doesn’t like to talk and doesn’t know how to talk.

Fang Weihan turned his head and counted the flaws on Wen Zhexue's face.

Well, her eyes are too beautiful, her eyebrows are too long, and her skin seems unrealistically white. I’m simply not satisfied with the look of her.

Speaking of which, during that time in Tianshan, the thing he did most was to look at his senior sister's profile while practicing. She always practiced seriously and completed the tasks given to her by Master Taixu meticulously. She was the most disciplined disciple in Tianshan and the most well-behaved student of Master Linyuan.

At that time, Fang Weihan felt that his sister was really amazing! She was so beautiful and worked so hard. She must be a great monk in the future.

Now it seems that his idea was correct. He can praise his foresight without any modesty.

Wen Zhexue noticed Fang Weihan's gaze, her body trembled slightly, and she couldn't help but sit up straighter, biting her pale pink lips slightly. The front of her skirt with a star pattern was fully propped up, and the graceful curve looked heavy.

As Fang Weihan watched, his thoughts involuntarily drifted further away.

Senior Sister is two years older than Wan Wan. I think it’s because she has had more time to develop. She has gone from being able to master it with one hand to being able to do it with ease. Although she is not as above average as Xiao Jin, she can still be considered a leader among girls...

Wait, what am I thinking! That's your sister, what do you want to do!
Fang Weihan suddenly came to his senses and was horrified. However, he soon found the reason for his abnormal psychology.

It must be Xiao Jin's problem. She always changes her name to me in strange ways when she's infatuated with me, claiming to add interest, but now she's become abnormal herself.

Damn, what a witch! Beauty can ruin a country, and she must be banished to the cold palace!
Fang Weihan had an idea, found Xiao Jin among the reeds under the bright moon, and sent her a private message:
Fang Weihan: "Have you discussed this with your father and uncle? When are you planning to marry?"

Xiao Jin: "Eh hey hey?! Why did Brother Fang suddenly ask this..."

Xiao Jin: "According to my father and second uncle, the current situation is a bit tense. The Lanling Xiao family has a special status and it is not appropriate to hold a wedding. At least we have to wait until the beginning of next spring..."

Xiao Jin: "Hehehe, Brother Fang can't wait any longer, right? You don't have to wait to get married. I actually have many ways..."

In order to verify his guess, Fang Weihan did a small experiment.

Fang Weihan: "Call me brother."

Xiao Jin: "Brother!"

Fang Weihan: "What about calling daddy?"

Xiao Jin: "Daddy!"

Fang Weihan: "Call me master."

Xiao Jin: "Master!"

Xiao Jin: "It seems... Master is really having a hard time enduring this. Do you want me to run to Wuling to find you right now?"

Fang Weihan strengthened his belief and felt somewhat relieved.

Look, he said it wasn't his own thought, it was obviously Xiao Jin who led him astray!

Fang Weihan: "No need, I declare that you have been banished to the cold palace. It is really immoral and against human ethics! I punish you to copy the Book of Rites three times, and I will check it next time we meet!"

comfortable.

Xiao Jin: "?"

Xiao Jin: “???”

Xiao Jin: "Haha, Brother Fang...you must be joking, right? You must be, right?"

Xiao Jin: “………………”

Xiao Jin: "Fang Weihan! Explain your situation clearly to me! You evil-minded person!"

Xiao Jin: “Ahhhhhhhhhhh!”

Ignoring Xiao Jin's message bombardment, Fang Weihan put away the Mingyue Reed Flowers and continued to look at Wen Zhexue's profile.

He knew that if he kept looking at her like this, his thin-skinned senior sister would definitely not be able to resist and would take the initiative to talk to him.

Being stared at by him for a long time, a thin layer of red gradually floated on the girl's cold face. Her heart was beating uncontrollably, she felt a little embarrassed, but also secretly happy.

Xiaohan is looking at her!

"You're not, Wen Xuan." Another self said in disbelief in the sea of ​​consciousness, "How can you be like a nympho? He makes you so happy just by looking at you?"

"Aren't you a cold and aloof fairy? Is your character completely broken?"

Wen Zhexue argued quietly, "I'm not aloof."

"Ask your fellow disciples this question. Do they believe it?" Dark Face rolled his eyes.

"Don't worry about them. Xiaohan just needs to believe it." Wen Zhexue said.

"You really have a brother complex. You have completely controlled me." Dark Side was very disdainful.

"You are not allowed to kiss Xiaohan next time." Wen Zhexue snorted.

"No!" Anmian screamed, and quickly tried to please and give in, "Everyone is obsessed with their brother, just do it. It's my duty to pamper my brother..."

Finally, Wen Zhexue couldn't stand Fang Weihan's gaze anymore, so she turned away and whispered:

"Xiaohan...what are you looking at..."

"I'm looking into Senior Sister's eyes." Fang Weihan said truthfully.

"My... eyes?" Wen Zhexue blinked subconsciously, her eyelashes trembling and the corners of her eyes turned pink.

"Yes." Fang Weihan said, "Ever since I was a child, I have especially liked looking into my senior sister's eyes."

"When... did it start?" Wen Zhexue asked softly.

"It was the fifth night after I arrived at Tianshan." Fang Weihan recalled, "I came to Tianshan alone at the time. I was unfamiliar with the place. When I couldn't sleep at night, I would have a nightmare when I closed my eyes. When I opened my eyes in a daze, there was no one in front of me who could talk."

"I was thinking at the time, this is probably what house arrest is like."

"On the fifth night, I had another nightmare." Fang Weihan said, "I dreamed that the Taiji Hall in the imperial capital collapsed inch by inch from the roof beams down, and the gilded jade tiles fell to the ground and broke into pieces, and I was standing in the middle of the hall."

"They buried me bit by bit. I wanted to call for help, but I couldn't make a sound... Just when I was about to suffocate, I woke up from the dream."

Fang Weihan said this and looked at Wen Zhexue with a smile.

"After I woke up, I saw my senior sister standing by my bed, holding a thick quilt and trying hard to cover me with it."

Wen Zhexue felt her cheeks getting a little hot when he told her about the funny things in the past.

She pursed her lips, tugged at his sleeve, and said embarrassedly: "I have no experience... of covering others with a blanket before."

"I know. I've never seen anyone cover their head with the quilt." Fang Weihan sighed, "No wonder I couldn't breathe in my dream."

"That's... that's because..." Wen Zhexue felt like she was about to lose face in front of others, "Tianshan is quite cold... You were still a child at the time, I was afraid you would be frozen..."

Fairy Linyuan, who had always been cold and aloof, was upset by his few words. The girl really felt that her previous practice of the Qingxin Jue might have been in vain.

"Senior sister, there's no need to be embarrassed. I'm very touched. Both then and now." Fang Weihan said. "Xiaohan..." Wen Zhexue turned her head and stared at him in a daze.

"Because... Senior Sister is the only person on Tianshan who cares about me." Fang Weihan said softly, "How could I blame Senior Sister?"

After recalling that memory, Fang Weihan could still remember how he felt when he woke up and saw Wen Zhexue that night.

People always like white moonlight.

Because we will eventually become penniless, eventually fall into the dust, eventually land where flowers can hardly bend and breezes cannot bear to pass. And at this time, if we can just raise our heads, we will always see the bright moon that never changes color.

She saw it, but she didn't care.

"Senior Sister, I was very afraid of the dark when I was a child." Fang Weihan said.

He didn't lie to Wen Zhexue.

Fang Weihan had once been locked inside a room by a careless maid, so she always had a deep fear of enclosed, dark spaces.

"Then...why were you not afraid later?" Wen Zhexue asked.

"Because I saw Senior Sister's eyes." Fang Weihan said with a smile, "I am not afraid anymore."

Yes, on the night when the reckless girl broke into his room carrying a thick quilt, he saw Wen Zhexue's eyes that were brighter than the starry sky. They might be the most mysterious treasure in the world.

"When I was young, I didn't know the moon, I called it a white jade plate..." Fang Weihan whispered, "If I had never seen the moon, perhaps I would have mistaken Senior Sister's eyes for the real moon."

Wen Zhexue silently clenched his hand, feeling the rough touch on her fingers. She knew that those were the calluses left by his hard sword practice.

The girl's heart tightened slightly, like eating a half-cooked plum, with a sweet and sour taste.

At some point, the timidity and hesitation she had felt after learning that Fang Weihan had recovered his memory had completely disappeared, and she was able to speak her mind frankly again, as if they were back in their childhood when they could talk about anything.

"It's not just Xiaohan. I was also afraid of the dark when I was a child," said Wen Zhexue.

In order to sense the destiny star and follow the star path, she had knelt alone on the observatory many times, trying her best to open her eyes wide and stare at the nine-star river rising from the ground.

The stars were vast, the sky was far away, and the night view on the top of Tianshan Mountain was magnificent. But the young Wen Zhexue could not perceive any of its beauty.

She only felt the cold wind, the eerie silence. Whenever this happened, she would think of her parents and clan who were buried in the fire in Uehara, and this was the only motivation that supported her to get through that bleak night.

How heavy is the soul? Xiao Wen Zhexue doesn't know.

The fire burned down the city, her father bought time for her, her mother hid her in a dry well, and none of the family servants in the courtyard betrayed her whereabouts. They all wanted her to live well, and she couldn't let their efforts go to waste.

Everyone will die one day, but even if she has to die, she wants her death to be more meaningful, so that she can live up to the earnest hopes they have placed in her.

Her soul is heavy, and she has been moving forward with it, without a break.

Wen Zhexue had been living a very tiring life until she met him that hasty afternoon.

"Then why weren't you afraid later, Senior Sister?" Fang Weihan asked.

Why?

Wen Zhexue subconsciously looked into his eyes.

It doesn’t matter why you fall in love with someone. If the feelings remain unchanged over the years, you will eventually fall in love with his eyes.

Like Fang Weihan, what impressed Wen Zhexue most about him was his eyes.

The dark golden background of his pupils was like the crown of the sun, gentle and full of tension. If a passionate soul had a concrete representation, Wen Zhexue felt that it must be hidden in his eyes.

There seemed to be a flame in his eyes that would never go out, even if it was rained on, frustrated, or poured with cold water. Whenever she saw his eyes, she would subconsciously hold her breath, perhaps because she was afraid that her breath would blow out the flame.

She swore to protect this flame, but she couldn't help but steal it.

She thought of the complex god named Prometheus that she had glimpsed from her junior fellow apprentice's memory. Perhaps... she was also a despicable fire thief.

Wen Zhexue looked into Fang Weihan's eyes.

His Sun Star was completely shattered, and his dark gold pupils turned pitch black, but Wen Zhexue still liked him. After staring at him for a long time, her eyes would still be intoxicated by his gaze, as if the sky and the clouds were still connected.

Do you fall in love with a person first, or with his eyes first? This question is so difficult to decide.

Wen Zhexue's heart was pounding as he looked at the person in his dream who seemed familiar and walked out of the long river of time.

She was no longer timid, but spoke the most resolute words in the softest tone:

"Because of Xiaohan."

"because I?"

"Yeah." Wen Zhexue nodded softly, her eyes like the melting snow and the emergence of spring water.

He was afraid of the dark, so he needed a moon, so he would serve as his moon. But the moon... couldn't be afraid of the dark.

So she said:
"Because of Xiaohan, I fell in love with every dark night."

Wen Zhexue seldom smiles, but because of this, her smile is pure and clean, like tender willow leaves carefully trimmed by the spring breeze.

The girl smiled so beautifully that Fang Weihan was distracted for a moment. When he came to his senses, he quickly looked away.

He felt the strange thoughts rising in his heart, and always felt out of place all over his body.

Before learning about the memory, Fang Weihan was very reluctant to develop other feelings for Wen Zhexue. And now that he has learned about the memory, this feeling is even stronger.

This is your sister! What on earth are you thinking!
Sure enough, it’s still Xiao Jin’s problem.

He immersed his mind into the bright moon and reed flowers and found the chat window where Xiao Jin had just fallen silent for a while.

Fang Weihan: “Are you there?”

Xiao Jin: "He's not here! He's dead! Don't look for me!"

Fang Weihan: "Are you still angry?"

Xiao Jin: "Who is angry? To make my eldest daughter of Lanling Xiao angry? Is he worthy of it?"

Fang Weihan: "..."

Looks very resentful.

Fang Weihan thought for a moment and said:

"Don't be angry. I'll call you mother as an apology. What do you think?"

Xiao Jin: "?"

Xiao Jin: "Really?"

Xiao Jin: "Hurry up and shout!"

Fang Weihan: "Do you agree?"

Xiao Jin: "I agree, I agree, hurry up, I...I'm in a hurry!"

Fang Weihan: "Haha, I used a little trick to trick you out? You little sister, you're always busy all day long, right? You're really immoral and against human ethics! Copy the Book of Rites three more times!"

Xiao Jin: “???”

(End of this chapter)