“Shizun, what are we going to do with this little girl?” Lin Liaoting looked at the little Xiao Xi’er who was less than three feet tall in front of him and asked, scratching his head.
Confronted with the question, Jian Xiuyun hesitated for a moment, then leaned down to be eye level with Xiao Xi’er, and asked, “Are you willing to come with us?”
Xiao Xi’er lowered her head and fixed her gaze on her toes. It was unclear what she was thinking. She fiddled with her fingers for a long time before she nodded and said, “Yes.”
Jian Xiuyun showed a gentle smile on his face. He raised his hand and patted her head, “Don’t worry, we will never hurt you.”
“I know.” Xiao Xi’er replied immediately. She raised her head, undisguised trust shining brightly in her black eyes.
“I just…” Xiao Xi’er only said these few words then paused. It seemed she didn’t know what to say next.
Jian Xiuyun didn’t ask any further questions. He straightened up and referred to Kan Wenxiao and Lin Liaoting, “Have you packed up? If you are done, let’s go. I will take Xiao Xi’er to ride on my sword.”
As he said that, he lifted Xiao Xi’er into his arms with natural and graceful movements.
Lin Liaoting stretched out his hand to him, his voice full of surprise, “Master, are we really taking her with us? Can the three of us take care of her?”
Jian Xiuyun leaned close to his ear and lowered his voice, “There is no one left in Ancient Stone City. We can’t leave her here to fend for herself.”
“That’s right…are you going to take her all the way back? You don’t want to give me another shimei, do you?”
Hearing this, Jian Xiuyun had a complicated look on his face, “What you said sounds weird, but…”
Jian Xiuyun turned around and pinched Xiao Xi’er’s face, and said, “She is so charming as a child, she will surely be a queen when she grows up. She is indeed qualified to be your shimei.”
“Shizun, you don’t need to say your criteria for accepting disciples out loud, we all know it.” Lin Liaoting said, and turned to glance at Kan Wenxiao.
Kan Wenxiao’s face was solemn, and the glance he returned was hard and cold, as if mixed with ice.
Lin Liaoting, “…”
Why are you looking at me like that? Shouldn’t that gaze be directed at Shizun?
–
Jian Xiuyun summoned Qinghan Sword and rose in the air.
It was Xiao Xi’er’s first time like this, causing her to curl up into Jian Xiuyun’s arms as if startled.
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Only after Jian Xiuyun comforted her for a long time did she slowly peek out her head, clutching Jian Xiuyun’s clothes tightly with both fists, and glanced at the view in front of her a few times.
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They were a family of four; a husband, a wife, a son and a daughter. Although they did not seem to be rich, they still warmly invited them to have a meal together.
After eating, the couple began to arrange for them to stay overnight.
Their family had two rooms, so the couple brought their children into their own room. They cleaned out the other room for them and covered a new bedding.
Jian Xiuyun smiled and thanked them for their kindness, then looked at the only bed in the room and fell into deep thought.
Although there was only one bed, it was fortunately big enough to fit the four of them.
So he turned around and said to them, “The circumstances are a bit limited, please squeeze in.”
With that said, he put Xiao Xi’er on the bed first and said to her, “You sleep in the deepest corner.”
“Okay.” Xiao Xi’er responded simply, then neatly took off her outer robes and lay down under the quilt.
Jian Xiuyun knew that Kan Wenxiao and Lin Liaoting did not get along, so he decided to sleep between them to separate them.
Unexpectedly, before he could speak, Kan Wenxiao said to Lin Liaoting, “Climb up.”
Lin Liaoting actually didn’t have any requirements on where to sleep, as long as he didn’t lie next to Kan Wenxiao.
Hearing what he said, Lin Liaoting deduced that Kan Wenxiao would sleep at the outermost part, so he went up.
Unexpectedly, as soon as he lay down, Kan Wenxiao took off his outer robe and lay beside him.
Then he patted the outermost position and said to Jian Xiuyun, “Shizun, come up.”
Lin Liaoting, “???”
Lin Liaoting felt like he was about to burst.
Kan Wenxiao’s attitude towards him since the first morning was obviously indifference and nonchalance, so why was he suddenly willing to sleep next to him now?
Is this his rhythm of reconciliation?
Thinking about it, when he was young and frivolous, he did feel a little sorry for his nominal shidi, so he could understand Kan Wenxiao’s hostile attitude.
In fact, he always wanted to apologize, but couldn’t bear to lose face.
Unexpectedly, Kan Wenxiao would take the initiative to give in today.
Lin Liaoting instantly felt that he was very narrow-minded. He was the young master of the Lin family in Jiangbei, how could he lose to others in magnanimity?
Since Kan Wenxiao gave in, he should naturally also cooperate.
Just as he was about to speak, Kan Wenxiao suddenly turned around and lay on his side, the distance between them widening by half a foot.
Lin Liaoting, “…” What did this mean?
Before he could figure it out, Kan Wenxiao raised his hand and the oil lamp on the table went out instantly.
The room plunged into darkness.
Then he heard Kan Wenxiao’s voice, “Xiao Xi’er, sleep well.”
“Yeah.” Xiao Xi’er said dazedly, almost asleep.
“Shizun, sweet dreams.” Kan Wenxiao said softly.
“Sweet dreams.” Jian Xiuyun responded shortly.
Lin Liaoting was thinking about how he should answer Kan Wenxiao in a tone that would make him appear reserved but not cold, but there was no sound from the other side.
Lin Liaoting waited for a while.
Then he heard Kan Wenxiao’s steady breathing.
Lin Liaoting, “…”
The target was too obvious!
Lin Liaoting couldn’t hold back and snorted softly, turning his back to Kan Wenxiao angrily.
–
The night was dark, but Jian Xiuyun still couldn’t fall asleep.
He didn’t know what was going on with Kan Wenxiao; his sleeping posture was extremely inconvenient, and he kept leaning towards him. Jian Xiuyun didn’t want to get too close to him, so he could only move further and further away.
Just when he thought he was about to fall over the edge, Kan Wenxiao’s hand suddenly wrapped around his waist and pulled him back into his arms.
Jian Xiuyun tried to break away, but Kan Wenxiao was as clingy as an octopus, entangling him tighter and tighter.
He didn’t dare move too much, fearing that Kan Wenxiao would startle awake. After struggling for a while, he resigned and lay still.
Although his eyelids already felt heavy, he still couldn’t fall asleep.
Unable to toss and turn, Jian Xiuyun could only stare.
As soon as he raised his head, Kan Wenxiao’s face suddenly broke into his field of vision.
Thick black eyebrows flying high into his temples, sharp and dashing, the bridge of his nose straight and clear-cut, beautifully curved lips, and a fair face, devoid of any large unsightly scars. His face had an indescribable grace and handsomeness that could not be compared with the one in his previous life. He was really the same person who tortured him back then…
Jian Xiuyun stared at him for a long time before snapping back to reality, and realized what he was doing. He couldn’t help but despise himself.
The scar’s absence made him forget the pain.
Thinking of his previous life, Jian Xiuyun’s mood instantly sank to the bottom.
He originally thought that after Kan Wenxiao died, his crisis was resolved.
But he was still alive.
But judging from his current attitude towards him, he didn’t seem to still hate him. He probably won’t torture him like he did in his previous life.
Maybe……
Just as he was lost in thought, Kan Wenxiao’s voice suddenly rang out, “Shizun, what are you thinking about?”
After the depressing arc, we finally get the “sharing 1 bed trope”. Thank you author!
He will definitely torture you again but in a different way 😅