Morning Star

After a long silence, he said in a muffled voice: "Not heavy."

His voice was very soft when he said this, but Chujiu heard it clearly. The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he put his head on his shoulder and stopped talking.

She said, she is not heavy. Otherwise, he wouldn't have lifted her like a sack.

After she stopped talking, the surroundings became quiet. A hint of sweet fragrance floated into her nose, and she relaxed unconsciously.

She was extremely nervous before, but now she relaxed and began to feel sleepy. She lay on Mo Xinglan's back and gradually fell asleep. She was still holding the hairband that she had pulled off Mo Xinglan's head.

It was already late when they came out of the snake forest, so they found a relatively safe place, set up some defensive measures and rested there.

Chu Furong spread a bunch of dead leaves on the ground and helped Mo Xinglan put Chu Jiu on it. Then Mo Xinglan sprinkled some insect repellent powder around the dead leaves.

Mo Xinglan and Gao Yashan took turns keeping watch at night. Chu Furong originally said that she would also keep watch, but Gao Yashan insisted that keeping watch was a man's job and asked her to have a good rest.

Chu Furong talked to him for a long time but he wouldn't listen. It was rare for him to argue with her, so in the end she had to give up.

Gao Yashan was on guard in the first half of the night, and in the second half he exchanged shifts with Mo Xinglan.

The weather in June should be hot, but the dense spiritual energy in the sky above the Misty Domain blocked the sunlight, so the sun could not be seen in the Misty Domain. The weather here was similar to a cloudy day, but it was not gloomy, and the sky was bright during the day.

When more spiritual energy gathers, the temperature will drop, so it is not hot in Piaomiao Realm, and it may even be a little cool at night.

Chujiu curled up, causing the dead leaves on the ground to rustle. She was still wearing the clothes that Mo Xinglan had given her yesterday.

Seeing that she was still cold, Mo Xinglan took out one of his coats from his storage ring and covered her with it, then sat back down by the fire.

The girl who got the "quilt" was finally satisfied.

A breeze blew at night, causing the surrounding leaves to sway.

Mo Xinglan, who was sitting next to the fire, covered his lips and coughed a few times.

Chujiu gradually woke up, and dimly saw Mo Xinglan stuffing something in his mouth.

He mumbled incoherently, "What are you eating?"

She thought, why not give her something to eat too.

"Did I wake you up?" Mo Xinglan turned his head to look.

Chujiu rubbed his sleepy eyes, slowly sat up and murmured irrelevantly, "I'm hungry."

“……”What kind of answer is this?

He opened his mouth and was about to say that he had something to eat. But before he could finish his words, he saw her skillfully take out a paper package containing a roast chicken, slowly unwrap it, and start eating it.

“……”As expected of her, she is ready for everything.

He turned back to staring at the fire.

When Chujiu had only half of the chicken left, he remembered Mo Xinglan, turned around and sat cross-legged facing him, raised the roasted chicken in his hand, and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

"...I don't want to eat." Mo Xinglan looked at her and replied.

"Oh, I'll eat it then." She took it back.

"..."

The surroundings became quiet again. One person sat on the dead leaves, eating the roasted chicken in his hand, and the other person sat by the fire, staring at it in a daze.

After eating the roast chicken, Chujiu took out a handkerchief to wipe his mouth and hands, and moved his legs which were numb from sitting. Then he realized that he was wearing a black coat. He looked at Mo Xinglan, then at the coat, and thought, he seemed to have brought a lot of clothes this time.

After looking at Mo Xinglan for a long time, I noticed that he didn't have his hair tied up. His long hair was draped over his back like satin, spreading over the clothes spread out under his buttocks.

While looking down for the hairband in the dead leaves, she asked, "Why aren't you sleeping?"

Mo Xinglan finally came to his senses: "It's my turn to keep watch."

He turned his head to look at Chujiu: "What are you looking for?"

"Your hairband." Chujiu lowered his head and searched for it.

"..."

"Found it." Finally found it in Mo Xinglan's coat which was draped over her legs.

"..."

She picked up the hairband and looked at him proudly, then suddenly frowned: "What's wrong with you?"

"What happened?" he asked puzzledly.

She took his coat and stood up and walked over: "You don't look well, are you feeling unwell?"

Mo Xinglan turned his face away: "No. You saw it wrong."

"..." He was still hiding from her and saying no. Even his lies were so unnatural.

She sat down next to him and handed his coat back to him: "Here."

She didn't say thank you to him, after all, she was still wearing one of his clothes.

“……”Mo Xinglan took it, put it away, and continued to look at the fire in the fire.

"You go and rest, I'll keep watch." She looked at his profile.

"Need not."

Knowing that he would be unhappy again if he continued talking, Chujiu looked at the hairband in his hand and changed the subject: "Then let me braid your hair."

"..." Mo Xinglan glanced at her, neither agreeing nor refusing.

Chujiu took his consent and sat behind him, smoothed his hair with her hands and began to braid his hair.

Knowing that Chu Furong and Gao Yashan were resting, they both remained silent.

Chujiu smoothed his hair and thought, it’s really not tangled anymore.

After a while, it was finally finished.

The black headband was very long, so she braided it with his hair, which looked pretty good. Finally, she tied a big winged bow near the end of his hair.

Looking at the bow in my hand, why does it feel weird?

Leave it alone.

"Here, take a look. What do you think?" She put the braided hair in his hands.

"..." Mo Xinglan looked down along the braid until he saw the bow at the end of the hair. Why did he feel something was strange? But he couldn't tell what was strange.

So I looked at it a few more times.

The more I look at the bow, the weirder it seems, but it's not unpleasant.

Finally, I couldn't help it, so I pulled her braid and moved it in front of her eyes and asked softly, "Don't you think there's something weird about it?"

Chujiu looked at it and thought about it, then nodded: "I think so."

"..." What's so strange about it? Neither of them could tell.

After a moment of silence, Chujiu looked up at him.

Was it a pill that he just stuffed into his mouth? But after he took the pill, nothing seemed to happen.

"What are you looking at me for?" Mo Xinglan noticed that she was staring at him and turned his head to look.

Chujiu opened his mouth to ask if he felt better, but was afraid that he would be unhappy, so he changed the subject: "Next is the psychedelic array, which can make people fall into things or things they are afraid of. I think I might see a snake."

As she spoke, her face became hesitant: "I should be able to overcome it now."

That being said, she still had no idea.

"..."

Mo Xinglan's eyes moved slightly when he saw her unconfident look, and he lowered his eyes to look at her two little hands on her legs.

After hesitating for a moment, she raised her left hand, then a stream of light cut the tip of her index finger and drew a pattern on the back of her hand with blood.

Chujiu stared at his sudden action in a daze.

After coming to her senses, she secretly complained in her heart, why didn't he tell her in advance? She was shocked.

He lowered his eyes to look at the red pattern on the back of his hand, his eyes full of confusion, then raised his eyes and looked at Mo Xinglan with inquiry.