Two consecutive days of exams had left all the students exhausted. In addition, they had been invaded by the Ghost Gate and had narrowly escaped from the claws of the ostrich. Now that they were in a safe place, they could naturally sleep peacefully.
All the buildings in the college had no lights on, so you can imagine how soundly these children were sleeping.
After lying in the hospital for a day, Mu Qian felt that her back was numb from sleep.
Even though you don't have to cook anything here, and the dinner is served with exquisite medicinal food, it doesn't taste good.
After swallowing the clear soup and water, she felt as if she hadn't eaten dinner at all, so she got out of bed as soon as it got dark and started looking for something to eat.
As soon as she came out of the wing, Mu Qian saw the person sitting in the yard with his back to her.
He was wearing the same hospital gown as Mu Qian, with his back to her and his hands slowly gathering spiritual energy.
"Don't want to die?"
She walked behind Fu Chenling and stared at the person.
Even though a day has not passed yet, people are already ready to practice. No matter how diligent they are, they cannot be this hard.
"Why are you awake?" Fu Chenling stopped his hand and looked at her.
His expression was still as calm as water, and his tone of voice was the same as usual.
"I'm hungry." Mu Qian replied concisely.
After hearing her explanation, the corners of Fu Chenling's lips actually raised.
"You are so anxious to practice, you don't even care about taking good care of your body." Mu Qian said and sat down opposite him, lowered her head and looked at the books scattered on the table.
Fu Chenling closed the book and put it away naturally, "It's just a minor injury. There's no need to delay your training time."
Mu Qian saw clearly that the book showed formations. This person must have wanted to try it out after reading the book.
"You have injured your spiritual root. Although it is not completely destroyed, it is still half damaged. It cannot be simply recuperated and recuperated. Your training method will only be counterproductive if the pain is aggravated."
Fu Chenling didn't say anything, just glanced at the round moon in the distance. As the Mid-Autumn Festival approached, the moon over the Seventy-Two Peaks became more and more beautiful.
Mu Qian followed his gaze and said, "It's almost the Mid-Autumn Festival."
"Are you homesick?" Fu Chenling suddenly said.
Mu Qian asked, "Don't you miss home?"
After coming here from Locking Soul Pavilion, she would face separation in every life she took, and she got used to it over time.
Also because she wanted to go back, she didn't invest too much emotion in anyone later.
Without feelings, there is no sense of belonging. What she is thinking about now is the smoke-filled Soul Locking Pavilion.
Neither of them spoke anymore, they just sat quietly together admiring the moon.
But what kind of beautiful scenery can a hungry person enjoy? Mu Qian looked at the moon and saw that it looked like a moon cake. Her stomach growled very inappropriately.
It was quiet all around, but the growl from her stomach seemed particularly obvious and abrupt.
"Sorry, I'm really hungry." Mu Qian looked at the moon and said.
During this time, she had been spoiled by the dinner and snacks at Chi Si. If she didn't eat something delicious, it would really be like she hadn't eaten at all that day.
Fu Chenling stared at her for a while, "You seem to be different from ordinary girls."
"Ordinary girls won't cry out that they are hungry in front of a boy." Mu Qian replied.
Thinking back to the first time he saw her at Yueling Mountain, Fu Chenling asked the question in his heart, "Since you were already injured, why did you help Qu Zhaoran then?"
If Mu Qian didn't take action, Qu Zhaoran would probably be in trouble now.
She herself was seriously injured by the spiritual energy shock when she encountered Nan Mu fighting with the Lu family siblings in Yueling Mountain.
Fu Chenling watched from a distance as she dragged Luo Zhi and hid, and he also clearly heard her telling Luo Zhi to mind her own business.
What she is doing now is completely contrary to what she said back then.
"There's no reason. If you want to help, just help. If you don't want to help, don't. Sometimes people don't need so many reasons to do things." Mu Qian said without thinking.
Fu Chenling thought about her words silently in his heart, and even though he had doubts, he didn't say anything else.
There was a sound of footsteps in the distance. They both looked up at the same time and saw three people walking in from the courtyard door.
The three of them were also stunned when they saw the two of them together.
Ye Xuange reacted quickly and raised the thing in his hand towards Fu Chenling.
Mu Qian could see clearly that it looked like a bowl of noodles.
"I told you not to come here." Fu Chenling looked at her with helplessness in her words.
"How could you not come? Today is your birthday. You must have a bowl of longevity noodles." Ye Xuange said and put the bowl and chopsticks in his hand.
Mu Qian looked at her actions and realized that today was Fu Chenling's birthday.
Qu Zhaoran and Mu Lian came together, both holding noodles in their hands. Together, the fragrance blew into Mu Qian's nose with the night wind.
Why does this noodle smell so good?
"I didn't know that you hadn't slept at this point, so I didn't prepare anything for you." Ye Xuange looked at Mu Qian.
The three of them came over. Ye Xuange only cooked four bowls of noodles and brought them over. There was no extra.
"I forgot, Qian Qian went to bed very early when we were at home, why are you still not asleep at this time today?" Mu Lian also leaned over and looked at Mu Qian and said.
Qu Zhaoran glanced at it and placed the noodle bowl in front of Mu Qian, "Eat mine, I'm not hungry."
Mu Qian raised her hand and wanted to refuse. After all, she also had the tolerance not to be taken advantage of.
But Fu Chenling's words made her choke back.
"Eat, aren't you hungry?"
People have already said this, so it would be a bit pretentious for her to refuse again.
"You haven't eaten it, have you?" Mu Qian asked, pointing to the noodle bowl.
Qu Zhaoran was helpless by this question, "I promise I haven't touched it."
"Thank you then."
Mu Qian took the chopsticks and started eating. After all, she could be regarded as Qu Zhaoran's benefactor, and she felt at ease eating his bowl of noodles.
Seeing her actions, Qu Zhaoran had a smile in his eyes, and the admiring person on the side turned his gaze back.
"Let's eat together." Mu Lian tilted her chopsticks in the direction of Qu Zhaoran.
"Need not."
Although she felt disappointed after being rejected, she didn't say anything. She only glanced at Mu Qian, who was having a delicious meal, and held back her unhappiness.
Even if you are unhappy, you cannot have an attack at this time.
"Xuan Ge made this by himself. We didn't interfere from kneading the dough to making the soup. Chen Ling, you are so lucky." Mu Lian said with a smile.
Fu Chenling and Ye Xuange looked at each other and smiled. After so many years of accompanying each other, they already had a tacit understanding that could not be matched by others.
"It's a pity that there is no cake." Ye Xuange seemed a little regretful.
The original idea was to give him a good birthday after coming out of the psychedelic forest, but unexpectedly he went straight into the Spiritual Medicine Hall after he came out.
Coupled with all the miscellaneous things, she was always worried about Fu Chenling's physical condition. By the time she realized that today was Fu Chenling's birthday, it was already too late.
"This bowl of noodles and you are enough."
Fu Chenling said seriously and held her hand firmly.
Year after year, she would be the only one beside him on his birthday, and they supported each other until today.
Different from the warmth here, Qu Zhaoran looked at Mu Qian who was eating like the autumn wind sweeping fallen leaves with a surprised look on his face.
Mu Lian laughed out loud when she saw her look, "Why are you so hungry? Eat slowly. If it's not enough, sister will still have it here."
It was obvious that she was really hungry, she even drank the soup base.
Qu Zhaoran handed her a tissue and said, "You are quite edible."
"Thank you."
Qu Zhaoran's eyes fell on the bandage wrapped around her arm. This was the first person he saw since Mu Qian entered the spiritual doctor's hall.
"I should be the one thanking you." He whispered.
Mu Qian understood what he meant, "I saved you to follow my heart, not to repay a favor. If you have a chance in the future, help me. If you don't have a chance, don't worry too much. Don't talk about it all the time."
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After she said this, she felt excited in her heart. These words sounded strangely literate.
Her situation has really opened up.
"No matter what, I owe you a favor. You can ask me for it anytime, anywhere." Qu Zhaoran promised.
He had been observing Mu Qian from the first day he entered school. At first, he looked down on her because compared to a girl like Ye Xuange who worked hard and made progress.
Although Yun Muqian is talented, he does not seek to improve. He only eats and sleeps every day. Although he can learn everything in class, he never thinks about making progress and just wants to do things perfunctorily.
But slowly, the girl who was greedy and sleepy in his eyes changed.
She would stand in front of Luo Zhi and Fang Ni without hesitation when others were mocking them, and she had never been one to be bullied.
Ever since he was fed up with the marriage that his father had arranged with the Yun family, now Qu Zhaoran is no longer so repulsed by it.
He knew that some things might have changed quietly.
"What else do you want to eat? I'll get it for you."
Mu Qian, who had eaten just one bowl of noodles, waved her hand to refuse. She had already eaten enough, and eating too much at night would hurt her stomach.
Ye Xuange leaned on Fu Chenling's shoulder, listening to the gentle evening breeze and looking at the bright stars in the distance. Everything was extremely quiet.
"The dean came to see you today. Did he say anything?"
The light in Fu Chenling's eyes dimmed a lot, "Let me cultivate myself quietly and improve my cultivation. What happened yesterday cannot happen again."
Ye Xuange knew that Fu Yunliu had always been extremely strict with Chenling, and Fu Chenling had always been excellent, but he had already done a good job this time.
It is no longer possible to be dissatisfied.
"Dean, you know that he has high hopes for you. Besides, he has a lot of things to do every day. The college has been very busy these two days, so it is understandable that he forgot your birthday." Ye Xuange consoled you.
Fu Chenling had a gentle smile in his eyes and stroked the back of her head with his palm, "It's okay, I'm used to it."
What grandpa wants is a grandson who is outstanding, knowledgeable and far-sighted. These little things should not be remembered in the first place, nor should they be used to annoy his old man.
"Don't be unhappy. I heard that the college plans to give us a holiday this Mid-Autumn Festival. Then you can have a good reunion with the dean at Fu's house."
The words are here, but Ye Xuange knows that Fu Yunliu has not returned to Fu's family from Yinjue Courtyard for many years. Fu Chenling knows that it is impossible to reunite the family.
"Are you planning to go back to Ye's house?"
Ye Xuange shook his head, "Look at you, if you stay here I will stay with you. If you want to go back to Fu's house, I will go down the mountain with you."
Fu Chenling's lips curled up slightly, and he held her tightly in his arms.
"Qianqian, why don't you go back to Mu's house with me for the holidays? Your parents have been talking about you for a long time. They haven't seen you since you returned to Yun's house."
Mu Lian's voice was neither too loud nor too quiet, just enough for a few people to hear clearly.
These three people still knew the origin of Mu Qian and Mu Lian clearly, and Ye Xuange turned around to wait for Mu Qian's answer.
The result was an expected answer.
"Not going."
Mu Lian looked aggrieved, "But mom and dad miss you very much."
"Miss me?" Mu Qian said amusedly, "Miss me to death."
No one in the Mu family knows the face of the family better than she does. Mu Lian is now saying such things in front of these people, and she knows exactly what the purpose is.
Hearing this, Mu Lian's face turned even paler. Her thin shoulders shook in the night breeze, and she rubbed her eyes in grievance, "That's not the case. Mom often talks about you. Even my brother misses you. You
You can’t say that.”
"The Mid-Autumn Festival is to be celebrated with family members. The Mu family has never had anything to do with me. There is no need for me to go back and look at any of your faces."
Mu Qian patted her clothes and stood up, unwilling to get involved with her anymore.
Almost as Mu Lian guessed, Mu Qian must have rejected her request without looking at anyone's face, and refuted her unceremoniously.
The next second, Ye Xuange couldn't help it anymore.
"No matter what, the Mu family has raised you for so many years, so you don't have to be so heartless and speak so harshly, right?"
She knew about the relationship between the two from the beginning. After Mu Qian returned to the Yun family from the Mu family, she worshiped everyone and lost contact with the Mu family.
Mo Lian repeatedly asked her not to tell anyone about this matter. Ye Xuange never meddle in other people's business, but he couldn't bear to see her like this.
"Don't persuade others to be good without others' suffering. You have been blinded. I won't share your common understanding. Sometimes even things you see with your own eyes can be fake, let alone what you hear from your ears. Without investigation,
No say."
Mu Qian didn't care about Ye Xuange's unkind tone. Life was full of seas, and if you had to care about everything, you would be exhausted.
"You..." Ye Xuange did not say the next words.
"I won't interrupt your birthday." Mu Qian said, raising her hands to the space, "After eating your longevity noodles, I will give you a birthday gift."
As she finished speaking, Qu Zhaoran saw meteors streaking across the sky.
The beautiful meteor shower came into view, and even Ye Xuange was stunned.
Mu Qian turned around and went back to the room. The moment she stepped on the steps, she turned back.
"Fu Chenling."
The person who was looking up at the shooting stars looked at her.
"Happy birthday, I hope you can live a more comfortable life."
A light word, but it landed loudly on Fu Chenling's heart.
Even Yun Muqian could tell that he couldn't live freely.
Qu Zhaoran nodded, picked up the begonia flowers that had fallen on the ground at some point, and curled his lips slightly.