The small stream gurgled along.
Around the Magpie Bridge, there were quite a few men and women, all tangled up in friendly and pure feelings. In Yunzhou, the customs were open; holding hands, hugging, and even a peck on the lips were perfectly understandable.
So, what’s unreasonable about giving those little feet a good rub?
Well, Little Ke thought so.
And he was also suffering from a strange ailment.
Today, she was a compassionate Ice Chunk and would definitely understand him. Just look at her little feet twitching every now and then, especially when he touched the soles—clearly a sign!
The Ice Chunk was chatty today, but of course, not as much as Little Ke.
Ke Mo started chatting about things that happened at the Sword Building, reminiscing about their childhood, discussing recent observations of divine intent, body tempering, and even some quirky incidents related to the mysteries of the womb.
As everyone knows…
The Ice Chunk barely had a sense of humor.
But from start to finish, the subtle curve of her lips had never disappeared as she listened quietly to the young man’s ramblings.
“Aren’t they supposed to start the fireworks soon? Why is it still not happening?”
After a while, Ke Mo pinched the soft thing in his palm, looked up at the sky, and murmured, “If we could see the fireworks, the show in Yunzhou would truly be perfect.”
“What if…”
Ying Bing’s toes curled a bit, and she subconsciously reached for a loose strand of hair by her ear, only to realize she was wearing a jade hairpin—there was no need for that anymore.
“What if what?”
“Nothing, just look.”
She didn’t respond but fixed her gaze towards the distance.
If only… it could stay like this forever.
Actually, without needing to turn back, Ke Mo could already see the flow of light in her eyes.
A rose-red spark shot up into the night sky, and with a ‘bang’, it exploded into a shower of stars, which was quickly swallowed up by the subsequent fireworks.
Under the night of Yunzhou City, a star rain began, tinting the countless layers of clouds into crimson glass, reflecting the beauty of the world below.
“These fireworks are really bright.”
The fireworks in Yunzhou were of a higher quality than Little Ke had imagined, not any inferior to what he remembered from his past life.
With this brightness, the dark happenings became even clearer.
Let’s just say, the young people of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths are exceptionally passionate.
Taking advantage of the fireworks, some were stealing kisses and cuddling up.
If Master Ouyang or Brother Murong happened to see this, they would surely be astonished—how could there be so many hidden monsters in Yunzhou City? Taking on the primal instincts of beasts!
They’re chewing on each other, does anyone mind or not?!
Little Ke quirked his lips, which made him start to think about biting something himself.
Ying Bing felt a bit of pressure building up in her feet; she glanced sidelong at the corners of the young man’s lips, her toes curling before she looked back up at the sky.
So that’s how pigs run?
But isn’t this a bit…
“Ke Mo, close your eyes.” Ying Bing’s lips parted slightly.
“!” Little Ke’s body stiffened.
“What for?”
“Not telling you just yet.”
Ke Mo’s brain lagged for a moment, and then he finally closed his eyes, but not before catching a glimpse of the smile at the corners of her lips.
Suddenly, the warmth in his palm vanished, leaving him feeling a bit empty.
A rustling sound followed—was the Ice Chunk getting up?
A faint, fragrant scent wafted up his nose—she was getting closer…
A cool touch gripped his wrist; she had taken his hand… and it made Ke Mo feel like his heart was about to leap out of his chest.
But contrary to his expectations, the anticipated sensation did not occur.
“You can open your eyes now.”
“Mm.”
Ke Mo opened his eyes, only to find a red string tied around his wrist.
It was the one Ying Bing had used to bind her hair earlier.
“Happy Autumn Evening.”
Ying Bing said softly.
“Mm… Happy Autumn Evening.” Ke Mo twisted the red string, avoiding looking at the distance where her lips looked like shattered jade.
What was he just thinking about?
Although the Ice Chunk wasn’t as cold as before, it still seemed impossible for her to take the initiative to kiss him.
Sci-fi, pure sci-fi.
And where are we going with this? Usually, stuff like this involves the boys…
Boom—
Suddenly, a bright orange light from the south pierced the sky, turning the night into instant daylight.
Perhaps it was even visible from afar beyond Yunzhou.
“What kind of fireworks are these, so bright? And why do they look like they’re falling from the sky?” Li Mo couldn’t help but stare blankly.
Wait a minute.
This isn’t fireworks at all, it’s a meteor!
But there’s no way a meteor could be this bright.
The delicate hand gripping his wrist tightened suddenly, and Li Mo saw the smile on Ying Bing’s face slowly fade away.
She gazed intently at the meteor falling towards the South Border.
Ying Bing frowned, sighing softly within.
“The fireworks are almost over.”
“Yeah, let’s head back—my socks…”
“I’m not leaving, you know?”
Seeing the boy’s confused expression, Ying Bing’s gaze turned steady, her focus shifting down to Li Mo’s pocket.
Li Mo reached in absentmindedly and exclaimed in surprise, “Huh? When did your socks run off and jump into my pocket? I get it, must be a dragon service! I must have caught a professional habit.”
“…..”
“As an apology, let me help you wear them.”
Li Mo was purely curious.
After putting the socks and shoes on Ying Bing, the two of them headed back to the tavern by Fish Dragon Lake.
Inside the tavern, it was silent as a grave; everyone must still be outside having fun, only Murong Xiao was quietly sitting there, not making a sound.
“……”
Watching the two hand in hand, Murong Xiao’s eyebrows twitched slightly.
His expression seemed a bit more pained.
The two ascended to the tavern’s rooftop.
At this point, the meteor had not yet faded; standing a bit higher allowed them to observe those ethereal waves of divine intent.
This hardly resembled a meteor anymore, more like a divine bird descending towards the South.
Li Mo closed his eyes again.
Not that he particularly believed in all those mystical things.
Meteors are rare, so why not enjoy the moment?
“Li Mo?”
“Haha, I just made a wish.”
“That’s not a meteor…”
Ying Bing didn’t finish that sentence but softly asked, “What did you wish for?”
The young man smiled brightly: “I hope the days ahead are peaceful and joyful, for everyone in the Qingyuan Sect, and for you… to be happy every day.”
“…..”
Peace and joy.
This was everyone’s greatest wish, yet also the most difficult thing in Nine Heavens and Ten Earths.
Surprises and tomorrows—one never knows which one will come first.
Don’t let their current position fool you; in the grand scheme of Nine Heavens and Ten Earths, they still felt utterly insignificant.
At this moment, they couldn’t change how precarious the future of the Qingyuan Sect might be.
She had tasted the upheaval following the downfall of the Qingyuan Sect.
“In a couple of days, you should go to Ziyang Mansion with the Elders; I need to make a trip to the South Border. It won’t take too long, and don’t fall behind in your progress.”
“South Border? What are you going there for?”
“To collect the meteor you wished for.”
Ying Bing’s voice rang clear as she watched the starlight vanish completely, feeling the warmth of the boy’s hand.
She smiled at him, her eyes still bright.
…..
