Zhaozhao had a chat with her master, Chongming, and was then coaxed by her senior brothers and sisters around the conch for quite a while. The little bit of unhappiness in her heart had long since vanished.
So when she heard the knock on the door and opened it to see Song Yao, there was still a sweet smile on her face, which even stunned Song Yao.
"You... aren't angry anymore?" Song Yao stood at the door and asked Zhaozhao tentatively.
Zhaozhao thought for a while and then realized that she was referring to the argument they had before. She shook her head and said to Song Yao, "I'm not angry anymore."
Zhaozhao was really not angry, because there didn't seem to be any right or wrong in this kind of thing.
Her cousin didn't like demons, but she didn't do anything like randomly killing demons. This was just a personal choice, just like she liked spring but didn't like autumn.
It was very normal.
Zhaozhao herself didn't realize that she was growing in a very harmonious and gentle way.
"I think what you said makes sense. I'll try to put aside my prejudice against demons and view them rationally in the future." Song Yao hugged her arms awkwardly, raising her chin high. Although she was saying words of compromise, she was still as proud as ever.
Hearing Song Yao say this, Zhaozhao was obviously very happy. She rushed up and hugged Song Yao's arm, shaking it like she was acting coquettishly: "Cousin, you're so nice!"
No one could resist a cute girl acting coquettishly, especially when that girl was Zhaozhao. Song Yao felt like her heart had been hit.
She thought, no wonder that old demon cared so much about their Zhaozhao.
The two sisters had reached an agreement on their views of demons, but there was still one thing left to resolve.
Song Yao was sitting on the sofa in Zhaozhao's room. She took a deep breath three times before she could manage to speak as calmly as possible: "Do you really have to go to the Demon Management Bureau?"
Zhaozhao was also very firm on this point: "Yes!"
"Why? Isn't the Mystic Sect good?!" Song Yao couldn't understand at all. "Or... are you unhappy in the Song family?" She thought of the attitude of the servants in the family when they first saw Zhaozhao and asked hesitantly.
This was a misunderstanding. Zhaozhao quickly waved her hands and denied it: "No, no. I'm very happy. I just... don't really like the Mystic Sect."
Zhaozhao didn't have a good reason, so she chose an ambiguous answer.
But Song Yao seemed to believe this reason. Poor child, was she traumatized by those two scumbags, Jiang Rang and Fu Huaizhi?
Thinking like this, it brought up Song Yao's guilt. She always felt that the matter of Jiang Rang was caused by her meddling, and the matter of Fu Huaizhi was also because of her. So she tried her best to make up for Zhaozhao.
"Forget it. If you want to go, then go. Whatever you do, the Song family will be your backing. If you're wronged there, just tell me. I'll ask Old Song to avenge you."
Zhaozhao smiled happily and leaned on Song Yao's shoulder, closing her eyes.
It was so comfortable to lean on her cousin. If only she were really her sister...
Early the next morning, Zhaozhao went to the council hall with Su Yuan.
Although Zhaozhao wasn't a disciple of the Mystic Sect yet, because of her relationship with the Song family and the attitudes of several elders towards her, it was still better to inform them before she went to the Demon Management Bureau.
"Good, good! Su Yuan, boy. I originally thought you saved the little girl on the arena because you took a fancy to her. I didn't expect this was your real intention!!!" Elder Huang covered his chest, slapped the table, and pointed at Su Yuan accusingly with a heart - rending look.
The other elders also echoed one after another. Only Song Changyang kept silent. He sat on the grand - master chair with his arms folded, watching the show with great interest. His eyes flitted back and forth between Su Yuan and Zhaozhao, and from time to time, he showed an auntie - like smile.
Well, good, good. A perfect match for a talented young man and a beautiful girl!
He wasn't as old - fashioned as his own daughter, who thought that humans and demons should stay apart. For feelings, of course, mutual affection was the most important.
Zhaozhao hid behind Su Yuan. Suddenly, her eyes met Song Changyang's, and she felt a little creepy. She grabbed Su Yuan's clothes and shrank back.
Uh... Uncle's look was so strange.
Su Yuan remained unmoved. After the elders finished arguing, he casually said, "Since all the elders already know, I'll take Zhaozhao back to the Demon Management Bureau first."
Then he took Zhaozhao away.
Su Yuan was so tall and his legs were so long that Zhaozhao had to trot to keep up with him.
Most of the time before, Su Yuan had held her hand. He could feel her rhythm and would deliberately slow down to wait for her. But now she had to catch up on her own, which was really tiring.
The more Zhaozhao walked, the harder it was for her to keep up. After a few quick steps, she reached out to hold Su Yuan's hand, thinking it would be easier. But Su Yuan lifted his hand and avoided her.
Zhaozhao was completely stunned by Su Yuan's action.
Su Yuan restrained his impulse to hold her hand and said stiffly, "This is inappropriate."
"What?" Zhaozhao tilted her head and asked. She didn't understand. What was inappropriate? It had been okay before. Why was it suddenly inappropriate?
Su Yuan explained, "Holding hands between a man and a woman is usually something that only a couple would do. We aren't a couple, so we can't do this."
Zhaozhao countered, "Then why was it okay before?"
Before Su Yuan could answer, she suddenly looked like she understood and said, "Oh~ I get it! Did we used to be a couple and then break up, so we can't do this anymore?!"
Zhaozhao could say these things entirely because of her crazy love for TV dramas.
Zhaozhao's current understanding of many things mainly came from TV dramas. She thought she had learned a lot, but she didn't realize at all that what she had learned was rather messy.
Su Yuan: "… No. We used to be good friends. Don't you remember?"
Zhaozhao: "I don't understand."
She really didn't understand. What was Su Yuan doing? He had confused her.
"Then can we still hug?" she asked Su Yuan.
Su Yuan avoided Zhaozhao's eyes and said firmly, "No."
Zhaozhao looked a bit distressed: "Then what should I do? Who can I hold hands with and hug in the future? You said there can only be one good friend, but you won't hold hands or hug me. Then let's not be good friends anymore. You're just wasting the identity of the only good friend like this."
She said it very seriously, and Su Yuan felt a bit blocked.
He just wanted to correct some of Zhaozhao's actions that were easy to misunderstand. How did it turn out that they couldn't even be friends?
Forget it. Su Yuan gave in and held Zhaozhao's hand, leading her forward.
Actually, it wasn't only couples who could hold hands. Brothers and sisters... could also do it. If not... he was a dragon that had lived for tens of thousands of years. Holding Zhaozhao's hand was just like holding a junior's hand...
Su Yuan endured the little bit of uneasiness in his heart and placed himself in the position of an elder, finally convincing himself.
Nan Jia, who was hiding in the dark, sneered, "Humph... I've finally seen clearly. The boss simply has no way to deal with Zhaozhao. He's completely helpless."
Gu Qing suddenly appeared and hugged Nan Jia tightly from behind. He buried his head in Nan Jia's neck and complained, "You kept saying you were tired in bed yesterday, but now you still have the energy to gossip about the boss here. Jiajia, you lied to me again."
Thinking of yesterday, Nan Jia's face turned green. He scolded Gu Qing angrily, "Beast! Get out of here!"