Published: March 8, 2025
Morning.
Chu Yang stepped out of his room and saw Mo Qingwu already rubbing her little hands, waiting outside. Upon seeing Chu Yang come out, she pouted and said, “Brother Chu Yang, you’re so lazy! It’s already so late and you’re just getting up. I’ve been waiting for a long time!”
“What are you waiting for me for?” Chu Yang asked in surprise.
“I’m going with you!” Mo Qingwu waved her little fist, “I want to see Brother Chu Yang win the championship!”
“No way! It’s too dangerous!” Chu Yang was taken aback. What time was it now? The little girl actually wanted to go cheer him on…
“It’s fine,” Zixie Qing's voice said, “I’ll monitor with divine thought, and Fengyue has already gone ahead. Bu Liqing will keep an eye on Xiao Wu from the shadows. Xiao Wu will be absolutely safe; just take care of yourself.”
Chu Yang sighed in relief and said, “In that case, I’m at ease.”
After breakfast, Chu Yang held Mo Qingwu's little hand as they walked out side by side.
Wu Qianqian watched their figures quietly, letting out a soft sigh.
……
Walking in a field of white snow, Mo Qingwu, dressed in red, appeared even more fiery; she looked like a little sprite, full of energy. Her pink, plump face radiated a joyful smile.
Feeling the warmth of Chu Yang's hand in hers, the little girl felt even happier and more fulfilled.
Chu Yang was surprised to discover that he had always thought Xiao Wu hadn’t grown up, but walking alongside her today, he realized that Mo Qingwu's height had already reached his chin.
Among girls, this could already be considered tall. Moreover, her eyes sparkled more and more, her chest seemed to be swelling day by day, and her little backside was subtly developing as well, while her waist was becoming increasingly slender…
When she walked, there was an unintentional gentle sway to her rhythm. She was beginning to show the charm of a young girl…
The little girl had grown up…
Chu Yang thought to himself, remembering the many captivating looks of Mo Qingwu from his past life, a wave of bittersweet nostalgia swept over him.
Although his beloved was right beside him now, he didn’t know why, but sometimes, the resentful gaze of Mo Qingwu from his past life would still appear in his dreams.
“Brother Chu Yang… I’ve been dreaming a lot these days. It’s so strange,” Mo Qingwu said while hopping in the snow, turning her face; her flowing hair made her delicate face even more radiant.
Her eyelashes appeared even longer, like two beautifully shaped little fans, fluttering.
Her diamond-shaped, cherry-red lips looked so tempting that one couldn’t help but want to peck at them.
Chu Yang looked at her with a heart full of affection, momentarily lost in thought, and casually asked, “What good dreams have you had lately? Did you dream of me?”
“Brother Chu Yang, I’ve been having a strange dream these days. The same dream!” Mo Qingwu's eyes were somewhat dazed, filled with a hint of… faint sadness and resentment!
This gaze shocked Chu Yang!
Why did this look resemble the Mo Qingwu from his past life so much?
“The same dream? What dream?” When Chu Yang said this, he felt his throat become a bit dry.
“It’s a strange dream. In the dream, there’s you and there’s me, and I’ve grown up…” Mo Qingwu lowered her eyes and continued, “Then… on a mountain, there is a Purple Bamboo Forest where I went to collect Purple Bamboo roots, and then I met you, but you were very solitary in the dream…”
Chu Yang, who was walking in the snow, suddenly froze in place, stunned.
The snow beneath his feet was suddenly kicked up in a large chunk, scattering everywhere.
“Brother Chu Yang?” Mo Qingwu had been deep in thought and walking forward when Chu Yang suddenly stopped. She continued forward two steps before realizing, quickly turning to ask.
“It’s nothing. You… continue telling me…” Chu Yang felt a wave of dizziness in his head.
“Actually, it’s nothing much… back then, you were solitary, but it was also heart-wrenching. The moment I saw you, I felt that this man had endured too much pain, and I just wanted to comfort you…”