Xia Zhiyue hadn't felt anything before, but when Xing Yuan greeted her teammates with the same enthusiasm, she couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable.
She just didn't dare to face the feelings she had, which were not normal in the eyes of others, but that didn't mean she didn't like her.
Moreover, was it wrong for her to want her girlfriend to chase her for a while longer? Xia Zhiyue understood the principle that people always cherish things that are too easily obtained.
Xia Zhiyue's eyes held a hint of grievance, but she calmly sat on the nearby chair fiddling with the props she needed, no longer looking over there.
Children could throw tantrums as they pleased, but adults needed to control their actions.
She didn't want others to think she was petty! She wasn't angry at all, really!
Although Xing Yuan faced everyone, her peripheral vision was always on Xia Zhiyue. Seeing this, she didn't rush to express her feelings.
The Xing Yuan in this world had many restraints in her heart. If Xia Zhiyue accepted her out of感动 (moved/touched), Xing Yuan felt that such a feeling would not last long.
What she wanted was for this person to like her no matter who she was, just as she liked her.
All the members of the girl group Xia Zhiyue belonged to were wood-element ability users. Although they had to start practicing from scratch, Xia Zhiyue still felt satisfied.
They wore crowns made of abilities on their heads, and intertwined them with green vines in the void to form patterns. They stepped on ladders made of vines, as if they were undergoing a succession of thrones.
After the song ended, the few people sat on chairs, a little tired. This dance was beautiful, but it consumed a lot of abilities. A slight mistake could lead to a fall, so there were always a few wood-element ability users watching from below. As long as there was a problem, they would support a large net below to catch them.
Xing Yuan applauded with great favor. In a moment of distraction, she seemed to feel that her past self was standing before her.
It was getting late, so Xia Zhiyue put on her outer garment and walked out directly. Xing Yuan hurried to follow her.
Xia Zhiyue walked with her eyes straight ahead, standing by the roadside waiting for a car.
"Is sister jealous?" Xing Yuan's eyes were full of smiles.
"No," Xia Zhiyue replied quickly, as if afraid to admit something.
"If not, then not! However, sister, are you really not considering me? I am very capable, definitely more useful than anyone else." Her deer-like eyes suddenly broke into Xia Zhiyue's heart.
She suddenly realized that Xing Yuan was already taller than her.
"Do you really like me? Or is it just your imprinting complex?" Xia Zhiyue's eyes were probing.
"Of course it's true. If sister doesn't believe me, you can touch it." Xing Yuan grabbed Xia Zhiyue's hand and placed it on her chest.
The world was quiet, and it seemed that only her "thump-thump" heartbeat could be heard.
The car arrived, and Xia Zhiyue quickly pulled her hand back and ran into the car. As she sat in her seat and let out a sigh of relief, she turned to meet a pair of smiling eyes.
"Did sister forget? We live together!" Xing Yuan's eyes were full of smiles as usual, enjoying her flustered state. This was the biggest difference she felt between her sister and before, although she thought her sister had always been very good.
Xia Zhiyue turned her head to look out the window, her feverish face almost making her lose the ability to think.
The atmosphere between the two became subtle again. Although Xia Zhiyue still felt a little uncomfortable every time she looked at Xing Yuan, she no longer avoided her. In fact, she even looked forward to Xing Yuan coming to see her every day.
In the blink of an eye, it was the day of the performance.
This was the first large-scale national event after the disaster. The internet had been rebuilt to a considerable extent, and each place had a dedicated venue set up to watch this performance by ability users.
Xia Zhiyue was very nervous, even more nervous than her first time on stage. Although this field was not her strongest suit, she had put in a lot of hard work.
Xing Yuan specially went to many shops to buy a bouquet of lilies. These flowers had only recently been cultivated and were extremely expensive.
Xing Yuan's keen spiritual sense seemed to sense something. She paused near the performance venue and then walked in with a calm expression.
The public's enthusiasm was high, and the scene was crowded with people. The flashing lights were so bright that one couldn't open their eyes. Xing Yuan sat in her seat and closed her eyes to rest.
The moment she fell into demonic cultivation, seventy percent of her emotions had been stripped away. The remaining emotions were maintained by reason, making her appear normal. Only her sister could cause her to have genuine emotional changes.
However, there was something Xing Yuan found strange. Like those great demons, she had a strong sense of territory, and ordinary people could not enter her territory. But every time she entered a small world, she would quickly accept the original host's emotions and memories, as if... it was meant to be.
The performance was a great success. As soon as Xia Zhiyue finished, she changed out of her evening gown and went out to find Xing Yuan. She was the first person who came to mind after she stepped off the stage, the person she wanted to share her joy with.
Xing Yuan easily stopped Xia Zhiyue, tidied her clothes, and then handed her the flowers from behind.
"Conditions were limited, and I could only find these. Sister, you're not allowed to dislike them!" Xing Yuan couldn't help but laugh as she looked at Xia Zhiyue's blushing face.
"No, I won't!" Xia Zhiyue also smiled.
The two left the place side by side. As they passed a street, they were stopped by a group of people who looked like ruffians.
Xia Zhiyue's eyes were wary, and she instinctively shielded Xing Yuan behind her.
Xing Yuan's eyes warmed. No matter what, no matter if she was strong or not, she was always like this. However, she also really wanted her sister to know that she was already strong enough to protect her.
Xing Yuan's eyes flashed with coldness, and lightning suddenly flickered in her palm, though no one saw it.
The leader stepped forward and said, "We brothers know you're an ability user too. But since we dared to come, we're not afraid of you. We're all ability users. As long as you cooperate, we'll take a bit of money and leave."
They were guarding outside and selecting indiscriminately. They could only blame themselves for being unlucky and running into them.
Xia Zhiyue silently estimated the strength of both sides. It seemed they couldn't win.
But seeing how arrogant these people were, she felt a bit displeased and didn't want them to succeed so easily.
While Xia Zhiyue was struggling with whether to find a way to stall for time, Xing Yuan couldn't stand it anymore. These people were dawdling. If they wanted to fight, they should fight. If not, they should get lost and not bother her.
With that thought, Xing Yuan directly attacked. The lightning in her hand instantly erupted and struck the leader. This person convulsed for a while and stopped moving.
The remaining few instinctively took a few steps back. Lightning abilities were recognized as the strongest abilities. If they were capable, they wouldn't have ended up in this state.
Xing Yuan didn't care about their hesitation. She threw one lightning ball after another forward, creating pits of varying depths on the ground.
After a while, all of them followed in the footsteps of the first one.
Xing Yuan slowly withdrew her power, glanced at the shocked Xia Zhiyue, and then suddenly clutched her chest and fell into her arms.
"A'Yuan, are you alright?" Xia Zhiyue instantly forgot Xing Yuan's fierce display and was full of worry.
Xing Yuan reached out, coughed twice with a trembling voice, and said, "Sister, am I dying? Before I die, can you promise me one thing?"
Xia Zhiyue nodded frantically, "You say it, I promise everything."
A smile flashed in Xing Yuan's deep eyes, and she continued to look weak, "Then, can sister promise to marry me?"
"Mm" Xia Zhiyue had just nodded when she realized something was wrong. How did they skip the dating stage and go straight to marriage?
No, the current focus was:
"You're playing me?"
Xing Yuan instantly jumped up, full of life, turned around, and ran out.
"Liar, stop!" Xia Zhiyue said in exasperation.
"The fool is standing there waiting for you to hit her!" Xing Yuan turned around and made a face, waving her phone. "I've recorded it. If you go back on your word, I'll find someone to condemn you."
Xia Zhiyue suddenly smiled and gently beckoned Xing Yuan, "Alright! Then I'll let it go this time."
Xing Yuan happily ran back again, only to be grabbed by the ear by Xia Zhiyue, who was prepared. "You've gotten brave, haven't you?"
"Ouch, ouch, I was wrong!" I'll do it again next time. Xing Yuan begged with watery eyes, then broke free when she wasn't paying attention and ran away again.
At the same time, a smug smile played on her lips, "Hee hee, can't catch me."
Xia Zhiyue gritted her teeth and chased after her.
Life is a series of bickering and playing. As for who wins or loses, does it matter?