Shu Yue didn't go to the library. Instead, he went to Huanxi Forest in a fit of pique. He sat on a rock, facing the gurgling stream, listless and dejected.
"Old stick - in - the - mud! What kind of elder! He wants me to copy the Tao Te Ching for him? No way!" As he spoke, he tore off half of the leaf in his hand. After "dismembering" it, he ground it a few times with his foot before his annoyance subsided.
Then he lay back, propping his head on one hand. He put a leaf between his thin lips, his eyebrows and eyelashes clearly defined. He closed his eyes and quietly listened to the lively music from the stream.
But he didn't listen for long when a rustling sound of footsteps made his ears perk up. The next moment, he slightly hooked the corner of his lips. There was no doubt in his mind that it must be Shu Yao. So he decided to scare him.
He continued to pretend to be asleep, but his ears moved nimbly with the light footsteps. Relying on his keen hearing, when the footsteps got closer, he suddenly opened his eyes and quickly pressed the person behind him to the ground.
Just as he was about to crack a joke, he was instantly petrified when he saw the face of the person beneath him.
This delicate and beautiful face, graceful figure, gentle and charming temperament, and different fragrance were completely different from Shu Yao!
Most importantly, there was the issue of gender. The person he was pinning down was a shy and angry young woman.
No wonder he felt a soft mass pressing against his chest. He had been wondering when Shu Yao had become so plump.
"Ah! What are you doing!" A scream made Shu Yue jump up from the young woman and take several steps back.
Then he bowed his head and apologized repeatedly: "S - sorry, miss. I, I thought it was... I'm really sorry. Please forgive me."
"F - forget it." His apology was extremely sincere, and coupled with his handsome appearance, the young woman didn't make things difficult for him.
But thinking of what had just happened, Kun Ling's face blushed like a rosy cloud. The blush on her face made her delicate features look even more charming.
Only then did Shu Yue take a good look at the young woman in front of him. Her eyebrows were like green willows, her eyes were like autumn waves, her lips were like cherries. She had a slender waist and weak shoulders, wearing a light - pink long dress with a plain white gauze overcoat. Her delicate makeup was a standard lady's makeup.
Even when she frowned slightly, looking frail in the breeze, there was a hint of melancholy.
"Um, are you also in the Kunshan Sect?" Shu Yue scratched his head in confusion. Didn't the Kunshan Sect not accept female disciples? How come he had never seen such a refined and elegant young woman.
"Oh, I grew up in Kunshan, but I'm not a disciple of the Kunshan Sect."
"What's your name, miss?"
"My name is Kun Ling. Everyone calls me Ling'er. You can call me whatever you like, sir."
In her every gesture, there was both the nobility of a well - bred young lady and the aura of a gentle and charming girl. Her two dimples made her look even more elegant and delicate.
Shu Yue's unrestrained personality made him easy to get along with wherever he went. He boldly stretched out his hand, with a warm yet charming smile on his lips: "Let me introduce myself. My name is Shu Yue. I just joined the Kunshan Sect."
Kun Ling just gently shook his hand and then withdrew it into her sleeve. She slightly bent her body: "Senior Brother."
"Hey, what senior brother? I've been kicked out by that old stick - in - the - mud." Just thinking about being kicked out, Shu Yue felt a surge of grievance.
"Do you mean Elder Li Nao?"
Shu Yue asked in surprise: "How do you know?"
He saw Kun Ling just smile faintly, with a touch of nonchalance in her eyes: "All the disciples of the Kunshan Sect are afraid of the elder. If you've been kicked out by him, you'll probably be in for a hard time in the future."
Shu Yue shrugged indifferently: "Let him do what he wants. There's nothing I can do about it."
"Senior Brother, listen to my advice. Obey the elder's words. After all, he is the acting sect - leader of the Kunshan Sect for now."
"You said he's the acting sect - leader. Then who is the real sect - leader of the Kunshan Sect?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Shu Yue clearly noticed a subtle change in Kun Ling's originally calm face.
That expression was so complex that he couldn't describe it. It seemed to hide a past that she didn't want to mention.
"What's wrong with you?" His question interrupted Kun Ling, who had lowered her eyebrows.
"Senior Brother, you'd better go back quickly. Don't anger the elder again." She turned around in a hurry, but then seemed to remember something. She turned back and said faintly: "By the way, in the future, you should be more careful."
"Ling'er, what do you mean by being more careful? Hey!" He only watched as the graceful figure quickly disappeared. He couldn't figure out what Kun Ling's words meant.
Be more careful? Be careful of whom?
Before he had time to think, Shu Yao's voice came from behind: "Shu Yue!"
He turned around and saw the spotless figure. Like a child, Shu Yue ran over and hugged him, burying his head tightly in his shoulder and neck. His aggrieved voice came out muffled: "Um... Dad, why did you come so late?"
"I sneaked out while the elder wasn't paying attention. Why are you here instead of going to the library?"
As soon as he heard about the library, Shu Yue's head started to hurt: "I'm not going. A thousand times! It'll kill me."
"If you really don't want to, I'll go with you and help you copy, okay?"
Shu Yue's eyes immediately lit up and he said: "Are you serious, Dad?"
Shu Yao remained calm and extremely helpless: "When have I ever lied to you?"
Unexpectedly, the next moment, he was dragged away by Shu Yue: "Then we'd better hurry. There's no time to lose."
Reluctantly, Shu Yao followed Shu Yue to the library to copy books. But unexpectedly, Shu Yue just sat there watching him and did nothing.
"Why aren't you writing?" Shu Yao really didn't know why Shu Yue was so lazy. It seemed as if he was going to copy all the books by himself.
Shu Yue grabbed his sleeve and leaned on his arm, relying on the cold fragrance of the sleeve. He said: "Dad, why don't you be a good person to the end and copy all of them for me?"
Hearing this, Shu Yao stopped writing and gave him a cold look. The fierce look made Shu Yue tremble. He immediately cowardly got up and started to copy the books.
Shu Yao then looked away and said nothing, but it was enough to make Shu Yue not dare to say a single "no".
Shu Yao thought to himself: It seems this kid is more afraid of toughness than kindness.
The air suddenly became awkwardly silent. Shu Yue couldn't help but steal a glance at Shu Yao. When Shu Yao was about to turn his head, he quickly pretended to be copying the books as if nothing had happened.
He secretly sized up Shu Yao from head to toe. He was as proud as a plum blossom in ice and as pure as a lotus. The slender neck that was exposed, with its fair and smooth skin, made Shu Yue unable to resist.
He swallowed his saliva, secretly took a piece of rice paper, picked up a brush, and with a naughty smile and unruly eyebrows, he started to draw on the paper stroke by stroke.
By chance, Shu Yao glanced over and saw that the man beside him was looking rather excited while copying. Curious, he leaned over to take a look, but was quickly blocked by Shu Yue's body, avoiding his sight.
"Humph, I don't want to see anyway." He muttered and turned his head back, but he was also confused about why this person's attitude had changed so quickly.
Half an hour later, Shu Yue threw down his brush, stretched his body, and proudly admired his own manuscript.
Then he looked at Shu Yao, who was still writing seriously. He leaned over and whispered: "Dad, I've finished copying. Do you want to take a look?"