"Attached to his hand is celestial energy?" Feng Qishi stared at Mu Anxiao's divine maneuvers with disbelief. He paused, then looked up at the blue light that had suddenly shot into the sky. "He seems to still be here."
"Wait," Mu Anxiao said. After retracting her hand and striking out again, the blue light flying towards the sky vanished.
"It's gone."
"It's still here," Mu Anxiao said, raising her index finger and staring at the speck of light between her fingers. "Only I can see it." As she spoke, the blue light, visible only to her, began to lead the way. She followed.
Feng Qishi didn't understand many of Mu Anxiao's actions. Thus, he dared not ask too many questions and followed her.
Moments later.
Mu Anxiao retracted the speck of light from her hand, stopping on the path leading to the woodshed. She glanced left and right, saying, "Huh? Why is there nothing here?"
"The vine spirit isn't here," Feng Qishi mused, then added, "Right, I remember you saying Mu Xi would be here soon. But we stayed there for so long, and Mu Xi never came. Why is that?"
"I just said that casually, I didn't take it seriously, so you shouldn't either."
"I thought he really would..."
Feng Qishi trailed off as a shout suddenly came from behind the trees ahead. He swallowed his words and looked at Mu Anxiao, who frowned. "It sounds like you."
"Me?" Mu Anxiao uttered the word, then hurried forward. Rounding the tree, she saw the young Mu Anxiao pulling splinters from her foot with a pained expression. Seeing this, Mu Anxiao's head suddenly spun.
"What's wrong?" Feng Qishi asked, looking at Mu Anxiao's unsteady body, feeling a surge of nervousness himself.
"I'm dizzy," Mu Anxiao said. Her legs suddenly went weak, and she sat down on the ground. As she looked down at the ground, the young Mu Anxiao's inner voice reached her ears again: "I can't be weak, I can't cry, can't cry, I have to hold on. Auntie said crying means weakness, it means..." The young Mu Anxiao's thought suddenly halted.
With a subtle shift, Mu Anxiao's eyes deepened as she spoke the words the young Mu Anxiao had left unfinished: "Crying isn't weakness, crying is just an outlet. When you feel upset, you need to vent. Cry if you want to cry, Mu Anxiao, don't hold it in."
Listening to Mu Anxiao's heartfelt words, he glanced at the young Mu Anxiao again and asked, "Were these your thoughts when you were little?"
Mu Anxiao swallowed, then nodded slightly.
"No wonder you cry so much," Feng Qishi said, recalling how Mu Anxiao used to pout easily and couldn't help but smile.
"Don't laugh," Mu Anxiao said, looking down at the young Mu Anxiao, who was bravely enduring the pain and shedding tears. Her eyes deepened. "It hurts."
"You've lost this memory too."
"Mm," Mu Anxiao nodded, squatting down to look at her younger self bravely enduring the pain. "I'm so strong."
"Don't be narcissistic," Feng Qishi glanced at Mu Anxiao, then looked up. He saw Mu Xi approaching and quickly said, "Silly Mu, your brother is here."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao's face turned cold. She withdrew her gaze, which had been fixed on her own face, and stood up. She looked at Mu Xi, who had stopped and was looking at the young Mu Anxiao's upper back. "I just remember he arrived."
"Didn't you just say you said that casually?"
"I wasn't sure just now," Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi, who was nitpicking, then looked at the food box in Mu Xi's hand. "Is he going to start?" she said, scanning the surroundings and finding that the vine spirit had not appeared.
"Mm, but his medicine fell on the ground. I guess the effect is gone too," Feng Qishi said.
"No," Mu Anxiao frowned. "In my memory, it was at night." She then turned to look at Feng Qishi.
"At night? Perhaps it didn't work out?" Feng Qishi offered his own speculation.
Mu Anxiao's eyes deepened as she fixed them on Mu Xi's face.
Just then, a gust of wind blew, and the vine spirit suddenly leaped from a tree, landing beside Mu Anxiao. "You really were following me," he snarled, glaring at her.
Mu Anxiao was nonchalant. "I just wanted to see how you would snatch that medicine bottle."
"Of course, by snatching it directly," the vine spirit said, glancing at the food box in Mu Xi's hand, then down at the young Mu Anxiao, who was still pulling out splinters, unaware of anything. "Look at you, you're so messy."
"You have no right to talk about me," Mu Anxiao glared at the vine spirit, then looked at Mu Xi. "What are you going to do?"
"..." The vine spirit didn't believe Mu Anxiao. After a few seconds of hesitation, he asked, "You really aren't going to stop me?"
"That's why you look so familiar. After all this time, I'm seeing you now," Mu Anxiao said deliberately.
The vine spirit sneered. "Don't try to get close to me. I'm starting."
"Whatever."
"..." The vine spirit thought Mu Anxiao was going to stop him. Now, without any lingering fear, he turned around and vanished.
"In a way, he saved you," Feng Qishi said lightly.
"I won't thank him, though. It's my good fortune," Mu Anxiao said, glancing at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi smiled. "Just be narcissistic," he said, looking at Mu Xi, who was approaching the young Mu Anxiao, and frowning. "What is he going to do?"
"At this moment, I have no defense against him," Mu Anxiao said, looking down at the young Mu Anxiao, her eyes deepening. "And naturally, I'm not afraid, so you don't need to be alarmed." As she spoke, she took half a step back.
"What is he doing?" Feng Qishi asked, confused.
"I'm afraid of being accidentally injured," Mu Anxiao said, looking at the vine spirit, who had transformed into a servant. "It's still the same move."
"I thought he would come out very openly. After all this time," Feng Qishi's mouth twitched. "I was overthinking it."
"You were overthinking it," Mu Anxiao said, crossing her arms.
The vine spirit stood by a tree not far away, watching Mu Xi stop beside the young Mu Anxiao. He thought, I'll wait a bit longer, just in case Mu Anxiao is playing tricks.
Over here.
Mu Anxiao looked at the expression on the vine spirit's face, a smile tugging at her lips. "That guy doesn't believe me."
"He's observing you," Feng Qishi said faintly.
Mu Anxiao curled her lips and looked down at the young Mu Anxiao, who was slowly tilting her head up to look at Mu Xi. Her eyes deepened.
Feng Qishi glanced at Mu Anxiao and said nothing.
"Why did you come here?" Mu Xi asked as he crouched down, placing the food box on the ground.
The young Mu Anxiao, covered in sweat and looking haggard, said, "I... I just wanted to come out and see."
"Come out and see," Mu Xi looked down at the young Mu Anxiao's feet and asked, "Does it hurt?"
"It hurts," the young Mu Anxiao nodded.
"You know it hurts. I just went to the woodshed and saw your tattered shoes on the ground. Those wooden pieces have thorns. Can't you see them?"
"I can see them," the young Mu Anxiao said, looking at Mu Xi's angry expression and becoming frightened.
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