Junior sister is very beautiful, but she has a long mouth

Chapter 36 Melancholy

Yan Xu stood in front of the door, looking at Yifengju.

The long skylight fell on the deep corridor, and the fragrance of flowers in the courtyard penetrated into every inconspicuous corner. However, Yan Xu felt that the scenery brought her a feeling of loneliness.

Behind the prosperous times, the people were displaced and devastated. The fragrance of flowers and the singing of birds covered up countless dead branches and leaves that never returned and a snow that never melted.

After every day's hustle and bustle, he returned to Yifengju and sat in the courtyard, feeling happy because he was looking at the same moonlight as her.

When she doesn't know, somewhere she can't see, there is someone who misses her all night long, collects the freshest poplar catkins, takes good care of her favorite flowers and plants, draws pictures with a brush, and carves sentiments with a knife.

In spring, autumn, winter and summer, he stood there, looking at the room opposite, hoping that someone would move in. He had been looking forward to it for how many years.

He is such a bright and sunny person...

How do you endure this loneliness?
  How do you accept her living in the current situation...

He was so affectionate that even his fellow juniors couldn't stand it. If he hadn't been worried about him, Ji Hanan would have wanted to chop Yan Xu with a knife.

He...should be in pain, right?
  Yan Xu doesn't quite understand this feeling yet, he just feels melancholy and feels that Mu Yifeng is a little persistent. If she doesn't get a response from the person she likes, she'll probably give up soon.

With his cultivation and status, what kind of Taoist companion can't he find? Why stick to one person?
  Yan Xu suddenly wanted to see his room.

But...he didn't want Yan Xu to see his uncomfortable look.

But weren't all the injuries on his body due to Yan Xu?

Yan Xu took a step forward and found that Mian Yanzong had not set a barrier for her. Maybe they actually wanted them to visit Mu Yifeng, and they didn't think they would actually kill him.

There was obviously only a few steps away, but because of Yan Xu's hesitation, he walked for two quarters of an hour. She stood at the door of Yifengju and did not knock on the door.

What if... Mu Yifeng doesn't really want to see her?

She was the one who pointed at his heart with a knife not long ago. It was she who penetrated his body with a sword.

Yan Xu stood for a long time, and the dividing line between sunlight and shadow had moved a whole brick.

"Do you like being a door god so much?"

Until the people inside made a sound.

She opened the door, and Mu Yifeng still maintained his original posture, lying there weakly, his spiritual power was so low that it seemed like he could stab him to death with a finger.

The look in Yan Xu's eyes was still so gentle.

Yan Xu closed the door.

The room was filled with the fragrance of herbs. Yan Xu glanced at the dark things on the table and then looked at Mu Yifeng.

"Does it hurt?"

She asked.

Mu Yifeng did not answer.

This question seems a bit ambiguous and regretful to ask now.

He motioned for Yan Xu to sit next to him.

Yan Xu slowly moved over with a guilty conscience, and then he slowly said:
  "Do you want me to feel pain, or do you not want me to feel pain?"

Yan Xu tried her best to purse her lips and hide the blush in her eyes:
  "I miss you, but it hurts you to death."

Mu Yifeng smiled:
  "Yes, I am your mother-killing enemy, Ah Xu. Well, I am in pain, but it hurts so much that it almost hurts to death."

After saying that, his face turned really cold and he raised his hand to cover his abdomen.    Asu……

Tears finally burst out of Yan Xu's eyes.

After her mother died, no one called her A-Xu anymore. This seemed to be the exclusive name given to her by her parents. When Yan Xu heard this title, he felt like crying inexplicably, wanting to let go of the strong defense he had built up by being alone in the world for so long.

It's just that Mu Yifeng called her that to stimulate her.

If Yan Xu doesn't take this stimulation, she won't stab Mu Yifeng again for no reason.

She looked at Mu Yifeng pitifully with tears in her eyes:
  "Mu Yifeng, is my mother... not dead?"

Mu Yifeng was startled.

"I know," Yan Xu took a long breath, "I will pretend not to know."

Mu Yifeng showed a questioning expression.

He hadn't said anything yet, but Yan Xu had already made a guess. As expected, Mu Yifeng had been secretly watching her mother for so many years after her death, taking care of her and ensuring that she would grow up safely. Sixteen years old.

"When did you start admiring me?"

Yan Xu changed the question.

"..."

This is another issue that makes it difficult for Mu Yifeng to talk about it, and it's not just about that aspect. He might be accused of being a pedophile.

Or some bloody drama about child brides, falling in love with adopted daughters, falling in love with friends’ daughters, etc.

"I'm getting older," Mu Yifeng raised the corners of his lips slightly, "I can't remember."

What a master of fooling around, a joke that is not funny.

"Mu Yifeng," Yan Xu turned his attention to the bead string on Mu Yifeng's wrist, "Can you lend it to me?"

"No."

Mu Yifeng reacted quickly at this time. He retracted his hand and shrank into the quilt.

"Why do you treasure it so much?" Yan Xu held back her tears, her eyes burning, "Can it let you know about my situation at the first time?"

Mu Yifeng was stunned for a few seconds, then pulled the quilt to cover his head. After a moment, he showed his head and sighed:

"Yan Xu, life is rarely confused."

If you are so smart, you will suffer.

"Mu Yifeng, why do you have to bear so much on your own? Can you share half of your burden with me?"

Yan Xu pulled his quilt until it was wrinkled, his nose was sore, and he felt like crying.

"Okay," Mu Yifeng raised his finger to the medicine bowl on the table, "It's too bitter, drink half of it for me."

Yan Xu: "..."

　Yan Xu: Are you old? How big is it?

　　Mu Yifeng: Your grandpa is so old, we can’t be together, otherwise we will be in love with each other.

　　Yan Xu: ...you bitch, why don’t you hurt me to death?

　　
  　
  (End of this chapter)