Out of fear of death, Invest Everything into Health-Chapter 384 - 178: Snow Mountain Tryst—A Most Delightful Affair (Part 2)
The hot spring wasn’t large, but neither was it small.
The two were positioned at opposite ends, one at the inlet and the other at the outlet, with a vast space between them.
The one near the inlet was locked in an inner struggle, debating whether to go to her senior brother’s side. Wouldn’t it be too forward to just go over like this?
On the outlet side, he had his eyes half-closed, fully immersed in the enjoyment of the hot spring’s embrace.
"Ah..."
"Senior brother?" Luo Qingyao finally ended her internal conflict. This was a rare opportunity she couldn’t afford to shy away from.
"Hmm~" Fan Wubing was too comfortable, only letting out a soft hum.
"Can I join you?"
"Sure," Fan Wubing said with his eyes half-closed.
The sound of water gently flowed.
The fish swam over to Fan Wubing’s side, and after mustering enough courage underwater, emerged. Her hairband loosened, and her damp long hair spread out, partially floating on the water’s surface and partially resting on her senior brother’s shoulder.
Under the open sky, the hot spring allowed them to take in the starry expanse at a glance.
The stars twinkled above, and the crescent moon resembled the eyelids of the night sky.
Upon seeing the starry sky, Luo Qingyao’s nervous heart gradually calmed. Her chest no longer heaved violently, her shoulders relaxed, and her neck eased. This relaxation turned her from a girl into a woman in an instant.
"Senior brother."
"Hmm," Fan Wubing emitted a soft voice from beside her.
"Is this a dream?"
"Probably not."
"Probably?"
Fan Wubing squinted his eyes. "Even I can’t tell anymore."
"Why?" Luo Qingyao was taken aback.
"’Beauty’ is a dreamy word; a mere touch might shatter it," Fan Wubing said. "At this moment, with beautiful scenery suspended in air, a beautiful person by my side, and the soothing embrace of the hot spring, I can’t tell if it’s a dream."
"It’s not!" Luo Qingyao suddenly asserted with determination.
She turned over to face Fan Wubing, so close that their breaths landed on each other’s faces. She was determined to affirm that this was not a dream, but real and unforgettable.
She lowered her head and whispered, "I’ve finally waited for this day... I was confident that this day would come. But... when I parted with you, senior brother, I realized there were many harsh realities separating us. Thankfully... thankfully, you’ve always been so exceptional, so brilliant that even when I’m dwelling in the dark and sullen Peixun Lake, I can still look up and see your light."
She lifted her gaze, her pupils no longer quivering, looking firmly at Fan Wubing, her brows slightly furrowed, gentle and poised.
"Senior brother, you’re right, love isn’t everything in life, but all my love is for you."
Fan Wubing took a deep breath, then, smiling, said, "You’re really bold."
Those simple four words instantly pierced through the courage Luo Qingyao painstakingly built.
She immediately submerged herself in the water, bubbling up again.
A moment later, her little head emerged weakly, saying, "Don’t laugh at me."
"I won’t laugh, I won’t."
Fan Wubing slightly sat up straight, channeling a flow of energy that spread across the hot spring.
"What’s this?" Luo Qingyao asked.
Fan Wubing squinted and smiled. "Closing the door."
Close the door? Luo Qingyao looked around but didn’t see any door; wasn’t the only door at the end of the Profound Corridor already closed?
"Ah!" she suddenly felt her body lose balance and cried out instinctively.
Then she found herself ’fallen’ into her senior brother’s embrace.
She was startled and hurried to stand up, only to be tightly held by a pair of large, strong hands.
Her heart raced, and heat surged around her.
Luo Qingyao knew she was about to embark on the endless journey of no return.
This was a considerable challenge for a young girl.
If she were thirty, it would merely be a little nervousness.
If she were a hundred, she would smile sweetly.
If she were a thousand years old, her mind would have already been blank.
But she had only just come of age, much like an infant newly emerged, feeling afraid of the unknown world, she also feared unfamiliar experiences.
Perhaps it wasn’t a completely pleasant thing after all?
If she were to be honest, she found it difficult not to ask a question that bothered her.
"Senior brother, do you think I’m too thin?"
Fan Wubing had one criterion for judging whether someone was thin: whether the back of the waist felt bony.
He reached out to confirm.
He answered, "Not thin."
Then he was momentarily stunned, asking, "Why is it so bare?"
Luo Qingyao said quietly, "It’s always been like this..."
Fan Wubing felt a twitch at his temple, his breath becoming noticeably heavier.
He turned over, enveloping the young girl completely within himself.
The eternally frozen Snow Mountain gleamed with a fierce heat.
The ever-turning universe flowed with a bright river of stars.
At a certain moment, the Milky Way cascaded down from the heavens, showering everything in radiant splendor.
Accompanied by the crackling of firewood and the sharp cries of a distant snowy owl in the forest, suddenly, everything turned silent, the night seizing all clamor.
What a beautiful thing.
...
When he opened his eyes, the pillow beside him was empty, but the slight indentation indicated the person who slept there had only recently left.
Fan Wubing got up, dressed, and what had happened the night before became fragmented dreams.
As he walked out, he saw his junior sister standing by a window on the Profound Corridor side, gently leaning, her figure gracefully outlined.
With her clothes on, she indeed appeared slender, especially from the back. But upon sincere observation, she wasn’t thin; her bones were just fine, and aside from her unremarkable bosom, the proportions of her body were nearly flawless.
Of course, even if there were flaws, Fan Wubing wouldn’t notice them.
