Rejected by the Campus Belle, I Find My True Love-Chapter 225 - 223: The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl
It was an unwritten rule that it always rained on Valentine’s Day evening. If not for the ban on spirits forming after the founding of the nation, the phenomenon would have been mythologized beyond recognition. Every time it rained, people would joke that some scoundrel’s oath had angered the Thunder God.
However, this year’s Valentine’s Day was blessed with exceptionally fine weather. Even more remarkably, looking up, one could see the Milky Way stretching across the entire sky. Countless stars blinked cheerfully, as if witnessing couple after couple finally getting their happy endings.
Xue Yang and Lin Xi found a swing by the pond. Lin Xi sat on it, and Xue Yang gave her gentle pushes from behind. As she swayed, even her wiggling feet seemed to radiate joy.
"Xue Yang, do you think the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are meeting right now?"
Xue Yang paused for a moment. "Who told you the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on February 14th?"
Could it be they had read different versions of the myth growing up?
Lin Xi blinked. "It’s Valentine’s Day, isn’t it?"
"February 14th is the Western Valentine’s Day. Our Cowherd and Weaver Girl meet on the seventh day of the seventh lunar month."
After saying this, Xue Yang realized something was wrong. If that were the case, wouldn’t the Cowherd and Weaver Girl have to wait another six months to see each other? That’s way too long.
He quickly changed his tune. "You’re right. They’re already meeting."
Lin Xi was confused again. "Didn’t you just say they only meet on the seventh day of the seventh month?"
"Officially, yes. But the Weaver Girl must have snuck out to see the Cowherd today. See? The stars in this long galaxy are the bridge they use to meet."
Something still felt off. Was he implying that Lin Xi had secretly traveled a thousand miles just to meet him?
Whatever. The Cowherd and Weaver Girl simply had to meet tonight. Yes, that was it.
Lin Xi dug her heels into the ground to swing backward. As her toes could no longer reach, she gave a powerful push, sending herself soaring. "Exactly! If there’s a will, there’s a way. Even if we aren’t supposed to meet, we can create the opportunity." This was how a swing was meant to be enjoyed—with a bit of thrill.
Xue Yang had already let go, but he remained alert. If there was any sign of trouble, he could stop the swing in time to save her.
"You’ve become a mature young woman, able to analyze things for yourself," Xue Yang said, feeling a surge of satisfaction. He felt a strange sense of accomplishment, like a father seeing his daughter all grown up.
"Am I mature?" Lin Xi dragged her feet on the ground to stop the swing, her watery eyes fixed on Xue Yang.
Xue Yang had the sinking feeling he’d led his little Xiao Naimao astray again. Wait, what was wrong with him today? Could it be because he’d had his fill of his cousin’s public displays of affection lately? Ever since their chat on New Year’s Eve, Yang Xiaozhi had been parading Chen Fang in front of him daily, as if terrified the world didn’t know he had a girlfriend.
Yes, that must be it.
Adopting the tone of an elder, Xue Yang chided, "Stop messing around."
"You haven’t answered my question," she insisted, giving him a look that promised she wouldn’t let it go until she got a proper answer.
"You’re not mature. You’re like a kitten—a newborn one, all soft and helpless."
? What kind of description is that? Being called a cat is one thing, but a newborn one?
Lin Xi stood up, hands on her hips, looking for all the world like a little tigress. "Can’t I just be a person?"
Her feisty pout and puffed-up cheeks just made one want to pinch them.
Yup, still not quite mature.
Xue Yang felt relieved. It’s better for his Xiao Naimao to keep her innocent nature. Knowing too much would only bring her harm.
In the end, Xue Yang gave in to temptation and reached out with his demonic claw, gently poking her puffy cheek. It deflated like a pufferfish. How fun.
"’Xiao Naimao’ is just a term of endearment. I’ve always loved kittens ever since I was little. They’re so soft and incredibly cute. You just want to hold them in your palm and cherish them, and they’ll nuzzle right back at you." As Xue Yang spoke, he gently stroked Lin Xi’s head. Yes, this was the feeling.
"Xue Yang, I won’t let us be like the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, only seeing each other once a year."
"Hmm, so you plan to sneak away from your dad every day to see me? Your future husband is deeply moved."
"If you’re so moved, shouldn’t you give me a reward?"
"What reward?" Xue Yang asked, playing dumb.
Lin Xi’s cheeks puffed up again, this time with a hint of grievance. "I’ve waited for eight days."
Xue Yang continued poking her cheek. "There are still thirty minutes and twenty-six seconds until it’s officially been eight days. Hmm, now it’s twenty-nine minutes and one second..."
"Xue Yang!" Lin Xi shouted, thoroughly irritated.
I really want to bite him.
And as soon as the thought crossed her mind, she acted on it. She hopped off the swing and pounced on Xue Yang. He wasn’t standing steadily to begin with and certainly didn’t expect the sudden attack, so they both tumbled onto the grass and rolled several times before stopping on a flat patch.
Luckily, this was an agritourism resort. The lawns were regularly treated for pests and snakes; otherwise, disturbing a hibernating creature could have been a real problem.
Just as he was thinking this, he felt a warm sensation on his neck. His little Xiao Naimao had clamped down hard, and a sharp pain shot through his body.
She’s using quite a bit of force. Looks like she was really angry.
Xue Yang lay on the ground with one hand cushioning his head and the other wrapped around the little Xiao Naimao’s slender waist, letting her bite. Only when the little Xiao Naimao’s jaw grew tired did she finally let go.
Lin Xi propped herself up on her hands on either side of him, her eyes fixed on his open collarbone as if admiring her handiwork. There was a neat circle of teeth marks, glistening with a hint of saliva.
But something was still missing. Lin Xi’s gaze shifted to his other collarbone. Hmm, it’s not symmetrical.
"Feeling better now?"
"Hmph, in your dreams."
With that, she lowered her head to bite the other side. This time, Lin Xi seemed to bite down with all her might, and she tasted the faint metallic tang of blood in her mouth.
Startled, she quickly pulled back. Sure enough, a row of bleeding teeth marks adorned Xue Yang’s collarbone. He was grimacing, but he hadn’t made a sound.
"You... why didn’t you say anything?" Lin Xi panicked, unsure of what to do.
Xue Yang touched the stinging spot. It was damp and hurt quite a bit, but it was still bearable. "Ow, that really hurts."
"I... I didn’t mean to! Come on, I’ll take you to the hospital," Lin Xi said, trying to pull him up.
"Right now, I need comfort more than a hospital. By the time we get there, the wound will have already scabbed over."
PUFFT— Lin Xi couldn’t help but snort with laughter. "How can you still be in the mood to joke at a time like this?"
