The Cockroach-like Girl Is My Beast-Chapter 421 - 393: The Moonlight Is Beautiful, and the Breeze Is Gentle (Two-in-One)
All along, Vishdair has had a strong possessiveness towards Lin Guang, she shouldn’t have agreed to such a sudden request.
Yet no matter how intently Chelina’s orange eyes scrutinized, there wasn’t even a trace of displeasure on the face or in the eyes of the silver-haired girl.
As if sensing her gaze, the silver-haired girl gave a light hum: "What, you think I’m one of those crazy women in dramas who disregards everything out of jealousy?"
"We told her about the situation and invited her over, wasn’t it just for this?"
"Even if doing so could only increase the possibility by even 0.1%, I wouldn’t hesitate."
"Anyway, there’s already a sneaky cat at home, adding one more doesn’t make a difference."
"..."
...
The Gale Eagle flying in the clear night sky silently landed in the neighborhood, without making any noises that would awaken residents from their slumber.
The two got off the flying mount.
The young man extended his hand, helping the slender girl down from the Gale Eagle, her feet touched the ground and the dark hair behind her swayed gently with the golden hairpin on her forehead, her face seemed slightly flushed—
Because she had been sitting behind the young man, hugging his waist the entire time.
"So this is your home."
It was a nice mid-range neighborhood, with modern decorations, an elegant environment, and a dedicated landing place for flying spirit beasts—a grass patch that looked like a helipad.
Lin Guang and Miaomiao walked along the path on the grass towards the periphery, moonlight quietly flowing down the pebble path, each rounded stone was coated with a layer of silver mercury-like gloss, as if countless pearls scattered on the ground.
A distant pond in the neighborhood occasionally emitted a slight frog croak, but soon returned to silence.
Miaomiao walked ahead, with her hands behind her back, humming an unknown little tune, her canvas shoes lightly stepping on the stones, making faint rubbing sounds, as if whispering secrets.
The Golden Birch Tree swayed gently in the night breeze, moonlight passing through the leaves, illuminating the golden leaves to appear like transparent amber.
The tree shadows wove a constantly changing silver cobweb on the pearl-like path.
A slightly stronger gust of wind blew by, causing a few golden birch leaves to whirl down, tracing shining trails in the moonlight, resembling graceful butterflies gently landing on the pebbles.
Miaomiao bent down to pick up a fallen leaf, the veins visible clearly under the moonlight.
"I remember the first time we met." she said softly.
"What?"
"There used to be a supermarket at the entrance, do you remember?"
"Of course."
It was a three-story chain supermarket that closed a few years ago due to the rise of online shopping.
By then, Lin Guang had already left the welfare institution and returned home, so he still remembered—back then, he even went to snatch some discounted goods.
"On the outdoor plaza on the first floor, people from a theater group would perform on weekends, and they also offered childcare services, so during the holidays, it would gather a group of children."
"When I was four, I had just moved here, my family was busy with the renovation, and I secretly ran out to play in the neighborhood, running all the way to the entrance."
"That day, the mall invited people to perform as the popular ’Cleaning Team’ from TV, and the chairs were full of kids watching the stage intently."
"I wasn’t much into superhero shows as a kid, but having just moved here and with no friends, I was feeling quite bored."
"I saw you sitting under the Golden Birch Tree in the corner of the plaza."
"Like me, you weren’t watching that superhero show, but holding up a Golden Birch Leaf in your hand, examining it through the sun."
Miaomiao softly said, "You stared at it for an hour."
"Zhen Sheng City and the nearby wilderness have tens of millions of Golden Birch Trees, with countless leaves, even outsiders quickly become accustomed to their presence, let alone locals who wouldn’t give them a second glance."
"I wondered then—what kind of dolt would study a tattered leaf as if it’s treasure?"
"For some reason, I walked over, wanting to see what that dolt was researching."
"Your response, I still remember to this day."
Miaomiao’s fingertips gently caressed the leaf, the moonlight casting a soft silver glow on her eyelashes.
"You said—" imitating the childish yet earnest tone of the boy from back then, "this leaf is different, it’s glowing."
"..."
Lin Guang looked into her eyes.
Those golden eyes also shone brightly in the moonlight.
"Afterward, we became neighbors."
"You told me, adults said it was sunlight refraction, that every leaf would reflect light in the sun, the other kids laughed at you calling you a dreamer, treating trash as treasure, but you were just aggrieved and believed that leaf to be unique."
"You pressed the leaf in an art album, inspecting it daily to see if it was still ’breathing’—a term you invented, saying its light looked like the occasional shimmer through the leaf veins."
"Later, the leaf withered, and no longer shimmered with gold, and you were sad for a long time, insisting you hadn’t taken good care of it."
Miaomiao’s voice carried a hint of nostalgia, "Even so, you still believed that leaf had once been ’alive’. I don’t know if I was bewitched or what, but I believed your nonsense. That summer, I just roamed around with you collecting various fallen leaves of the Golden Birch Tree, trying to find another ’breathing’ leaf."
"..."
A trace of memory flickered in Lin Guang’s eyes.
He recalled there was indeed a notebook filled with Golden Birch Leaves sealed with transparent tape in the room, and he finally realized where they had come from.
