He lowered his eyes, his gaze resting on the girl's peaceful sleeping face. Suddenly, his thoughts drifted far, far away.

It was so far away that it reminded him of the first time he saw Suisui three years ago.

In the spring of the thirteenth year of Baoding, Qixing City.

Si Wuyuan was very violent at that time. As a disciple of the Xuantian Sect, he should have been praised by the stars, but he was despised by others because of his status as a half-demon.

His sanctimonious father, Xuhua Zhenjun Si Weifeng, the leader of the Xuantian Sect, ignored him and allowed his fellow disciples to bully him, acquiescing to this shameful behavior.

He also has a sister who is ten years younger than him. Her name is Si Nian, which means missing. Si Weifeng took her in memory of his late wife.

Naturally, he could not tolerate someone from the same sect bullying his sister. Si Wuyuan was extremely talented since he was a child, and could learn even the most difficult swordsmanship and spells. He was an existence beyond the reach of the entire Xuantian Sect.

Whenever someone called him and his sister demons, he would beat the person severely as a warning to others.

Over time, the entire Seven Star City came to know that Xuantian Sect had a half-demon disciple who was arrogant and domineering and a born bad seed.

He went out to buy food that day, and someone from the sect poured muddy water on his and his sister's meals. He was already used to it, so he numbly found out the culprit, kicked him away, and then went to buy something for his sister.

Food.

As soon as the people in Qixing City saw him, they all pointed at him.

He was walking on the long street, wearing a Xuantianzong dark red tight-fitting robe and a high ponytail. He was exuding an air of hostility. He glared back at them fiercely, bought a box of chestnut cakes and walked back.

There was a "clang" sound, and the chestnut cake spilled all over the floor.

He raised his eyes impatiently and said coldly: "Who is it! So blind?"

A beautiful little face came into view. The girl was wearing a blue cloth dress. She had a slim figure, delicate and fair skin, and her eyes were sparkling with water mist. She was looking at him in astonishment.

"Fellow practitioner, I'm sorry. I was walking in a hurry and didn't see you."

The girl's lips parted slightly and her voice was soft.

He was in a irritable mood at the time. He walked up to the girl, pointed at the chestnut cakes there, raised his chin and said, "I don't have time to listen to your explanation. I'll pay you."

As soon as she heard about money, the girl immediately said: "This fellow practitioner, I have no money." She paused, "However, I can compensate you with other things. I can tell fortunes, or I can do it for you for free."

Gua?"

Hearing this, he looked at her questioningly.

In the girl's right hand, she held a bamboo pole flag that was taller than her. It read:

He knows astronomy from above and geography from below.

Kashiwa style fortune telling, the calculation is correct.

He suddenly became interested, raised his thin lips, showed a playful smile, and said: "Are you really accurate?"

The girl nodded wildly with a sincere look on her face.

"Then it's up to you. If you're right, I won't care about it." He glanced at her teasingly.

As soon as these words came out, the girl immediately found an open space, took out a folding wooden stool and table, quickly arranged them, and said kindly: "Fellow practitioner, please sit down!"

He sat down cooperatively and said casually: "How to calculate it?"

"Looking at palmistry, fellow practitioner, could you please extend your hand?"

He stretched out his hand in front of the girl. Si Wuyuan was born with low body temperature. The girl's warm palm held his hand, her beautiful eyebrows knitted together, and her pair of deer eyes stared intently at the lines on his palm.

The delicate skin rubbed against the palm of his hand, which had become slightly calloused after years of practicing swordsmanship. He felt a little uncomfortable for a moment and said impatiently: "Are you sure? You're not a dabbler, are you?"

Hearing this, the girl immediately raised her head and smiled apologetically at him. She carefully considered her tone and said carefully, "Fellow practitioner, I think your destiny is not good. It is the fate of the Seven Kills. It is the fate of the evil star."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at the young man, fearing that he would cause trouble.

As soon as these words came out, Si Wuyuan paused and then said: "The words are not pleasant to listen to, but the calculation is quite accurate."

The girl breathed a sigh of relief, took out a charm from her clothes, handed it to him with both hands, and said:

"Destiny is destiny, but you don't have to be too sad. Destiny is just illusory. Tao follows nature. You have to believe that man can conquer heaven."

He looked at the talisman with flying strokes in front of him and found it funny, and was about to start mocking her.

He raised his eyes, and what he met was a pair of deer eyes that were as bright as stars. The girl's eyebrows were curved, and she smiled at him, like the first ray of sunshine in spring when everything comes to life.

He was stunned for a moment.

No one had smiled at him like this for a long time.

He heard her say: "This is an evil spell. It can ward off evil spirits. I give it to you."

He came back to his senses and took the spell in a daze.

The girl's white little hands dangled in front of his eyes, and she said: "This fellow practitioner, I have to move to another place to tell my fortune. Please get up, I need to clear the table."

He stood up silently and watched the girl quickly put away the table.

"Junior sister, hurry up, we should go back."

Someone was calling her, and she held her bamboo pole flag. Before leaving, she waved to him as a farewell.

He watched the girl's back walking further and further away, and stayed there for a long time, with the fragrance of gardenia still lingering in the air.

The girl's bright smile lingered in his mind for a long time.

"Si Wuyuan."

His thoughts were suddenly brought back.

In the darkness, the girl looked confused and surprised.

He came back to his senses and stared at her in the darkness for a long time. After a while, he slowly spoke:

"Are you awake? Why don't you sleep a little longer?"

"I was woken up by the pain and couldn't sleep." Bai Sui'an said.

"Then I won't go to sleep. I brought the Nine-Turned Amethyst Ganoderma to help you repair your spiritual veins, so you will feel better." Si Wuyuan finished speaking and went to light the lamp.

"Wait a minute, it would be a pity to use Jiuqu Amethyst Ganoderma, a natural and earthly treasure, on me." Bai Sui'an subconsciously held his wrist.

"Suisui, what is a pity? It's just a medicinal herb, and it's a blessing to use it on you." Si Wuyuan said displeased.

Bai Sui'an was speechless for a moment. These were ordinary medicinal herbs, but he still patiently explained: "These are of no use to me. I have taken many expensive medicinal herbs of this kind before, but they have no effect at all."

"Suisui, it's different, it's two thousand years old Ganoderma lucidum." Si Wuyuan insisted.

"Is it okay to have the treatment tomorrow? It's already late at night." Bai Sui'an discussed.

"Aren't you in so much pain that you can't sleep?" Si Wuyuan said.

Bai Sui'an: "It hurts, but I'm used to it, and I don't want to get up now." She curled her lips in grievance.

Her tone seemed to be coquettish.

Si Wuyuan relaxed his frown, smiled helplessly, and said softly: "That's all, you have a good rest. I will remember the tomorrow you mentioned."

Bai Sui'an nodded obediently and said hesitantly: "You don't have to guard me, I'm fine."

"Suisui, what if I want to stay here?" Si Wuyuan said.

Bai Sui'an was speechless for a moment, and said with an awkward smile: "Please do so, I'll rest first."

She slowly closed her eyelids, but her spirit was still tense. Maybe she was too tired, and she couldn't hold on anymore. She didn't care whether Si Wuyuan was there or not, and fell into a deep sleep.

Si Wuyuan listened to the girl's steady breathing and moved closer to her. His eyes stayed on her blood-stained lips. He stretched out his fingers and wiped them gently. His fingertips rubbed the girl's delicate lips. The blood had dried.

It's a little hard to wipe off.

Within a moment, her lips turned bright red.

The girl's lips were very soft. In the dim light at night, his eyes darkened, and he felt like he wanted to bully her.

He paused for a moment, and finally couldn't help but lean down and place a gentle kiss between the girl's eyebrows. The kiss was very light, and he was afraid of waking her up.

"Suisui, have sweet dreams." His eyes sparkled with a faint smile.

This is his good night kiss to her.

Bai Sui'an unexpectedly slept soundly last night. She suddenly opened her eyes. Si Wuyuan was beside her, his head resting on his arm. He hadn't woken up yet.

She didn't have the heart to call him. After all, he was here because he was guarding her. She tilted her head and stared at him. The young man's eyebrows were slightly furrowed, and his black hair was scattered beside his ears. When he fell asleep, he was less cold and arrogant, and more gentle.

, people can’t help but sigh, he is indeed a handsome man.

However, the next second, she met those dark and deep eyes.

"Suisui, are you awake?"

The young man had just woken up, and his voice had a hint of laziness.

Bai Sui'an was afraid that she would be caught peeking at him, so she quickly covered it up and said, "Yes, I just woke up too."

"Are you going to secretly look at me when you wake up?" The corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he looked at her teasingly.

She explained in a panic: "I'm not peeking, I just want to see if you're awake." But the tips of her ears turned red.

As soon as he said this, his smile deepened, "I understand, you are not peeking, you are looking openly." He paused and continued: "Suisui, if you like to look at me, you can do it every day.

, I would be happy to."
To be continued...