I Have Countless Past-life Identities-Chapter 202 - 104: The Girl’s Eyelashes Quiver—Could I Really Like This Boy I Raised with My Own Hands?
[After two years apart, you saw Song Brahman Mirror again outside the Demon-locking Forest.]
[The woman curved her lips, smiling like a flower in bloom.]
[She no longer resembled the figure clad in blood-stained clothes from back then.]
[Through your eyes, it seemed Song Brahman Mirror understood the hardships you had endured over the years.]
[So, she took your hand voluntarily, leading you to walk up the Yunluan Mountain path under the moonlight that spread over at dusk.]
[On the way, you talked about everything as if the two-year interval had silently and gently dismantled the 'barrier' that once existed between you.]
[At this time, Song Brahman Mirror had achieved the Primordial Pill, reaching the third step, and soon to be crowned as the fourth third-step elder of Yunluan Mountain.]
[Although she did not hold the three main Dharma Lineages, her status was only below the Sword Master and the three great elders.]
[If we were to go back to three years ago.]
[Then, not to mention bringing back you, the 'Half-Demon', even if bringing back a real demon, no one, or rather, no one would dare to force her to bow down before the 'Sword Viewing Stele'!]
[And as a dignified Seventh-Grade Guardian of the Government Office, even Great Zhao does not care about your origins, who would have the audacity to bark in front of you or accuse you of having 'mixed flood dragon' blood?]
[You could vaguely feel Song Brahman Mirror's concern for you, which was more like the care of an 'elder sister' for her 'younger brother'.]
[Just like how ordinary people feel lonely and raise 'cats and dogs', perhaps not stopping at just one.]
[However...]
[Now you are Song Chai Xin at seventeen, no longer Ancient Moon at fifteen who was accustomed to cold stares and living precariously.]
[The greed and ambition in your blood prevent you from desperately seeking a person or being satisfied with mere handouts.]
[Song Brahman Mirror is the most dazzling Ming Pearl of Yunluan Mountain; her affection and pity may currently grace you, but might also favor others.]
[To you, it's a ray of light in desperate times, but to her, it might just be a trivial act.]
[Her unknown 'tenderness' now might quietly fade someday in the future.]
[And you are not willing to accept this.]
The dusk faded completely, and the crescent moon rose high.
On Yunluan Mountain, spiritual Qi lingered in the air, with bonfires lit at the distant Yunluan Courtyard glimmering softly.
Near the Demon-locking Forest, it was silent. 𝘧𝓇ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝘣𝓃ℴ𝓋𝑒𝑙.𝑐𝘰𝑚
Under the moonlight, in her eyes, the coldness gradually faded, like a gentle ripple over water:
"I originally thought, once I broke through to the third step, I'd summon you back to make you my personal protégé."
"With an elder's protection, even if your origins stir controversy, no one would dare to speak against you openly."
Her two jade-like fingers gently hooked Song Chai Xin's warm broad palm, resembling the affectionate gesture of a sister towards her brother.
The passage of two years did not diminish her impression of Song Chai Xin.
Instead, it was strengthened because of the depiction in the 'Golden Book', and Song Chai Xin's persistence across mountains and rivers.
Causing Song Brahman Mirror's heart to slightly beat upon seeing the boy who was slowly 'growing up'...
Let's ask.
In anyone else's place.
Upon seeing 'Song Chai Xin', and his remarkable deeds.
How could they not be moved by this?
"But Senior Sister Song didn't expect me to make it this far on my own, did you?" Song Chai Xin's voice was hoarse, as he suddenly held Song Brahman Mirror's hand tightly.
Behind the two of them was a thicket of Yunluan trees wet with night's cold frost and dew, swaying with the wind, making 'rustling', 'soughing' sounds.
As Song Chai Xin took a gentle step forward, the woman, caught off guard, felt an inexplicable panic, stepped back a few steps, and coincidentally leaned against the moist, thick Yunluan Wood.
"I don't want to be 'Elder Song's' disciple, what's the point of that?"
A warm breath brushed over.
For no reason.
Song Brahman Mirror turned her face slightly, her willow eyebrows knitted lightly, her pretty face gradually turning a shade of pink.
She gently patted the hand of the boy in the Profound Robe in front of her, and scolded, "What are you doing!"
At this moment.
Song Brahman Mirror's gaze was directed to the Yunluan Wood treetops in the distance, not at Song Chai Xin in front of her.
But the blush creeping up her cheeks became all the more charming, ever more alluring.
Like a fairy fallen from the Jade Pool, stained by humans.
The warm breath was at her ear.
Song Brahman Mirror did not expect that after not seeing each other for such a long time, Song Chai Xin would act 'out of the ordinary,' although she knew the lad's original thoughts to some extent, but a fifteen-year-old just beginning to feel love...
Could those feelings even be counted?
She, almost thirty, a matured woman, of course, would laugh it off.
Especially with the vast difference between them.
If it weren't for some 'common bonds' shared...
She wouldn't have much entanglement with Song Chai Xin.
But it's so tangled, nothing makes sense anymore.
And somehow, it reached such an 'irresolvable' extent today...
Ever since seeing Song Chai Xin.
She rarely maintained the cold, pretty demeanor she showed to others in front of him.
Song Brahman Mirror thought dizzily.
Could it be I really like a...
A boy I raised with my own hands?
Heavens.
Song Brahman Mirror's mind wandered, causing her entire delicate body to feel slightly feverish.
"An honorary elder of Yunluan Mountain, my disciple, that's uninteresting, also uninteresting, then what do you want to be?"
