I sensed that fervent and hazy emotion.
If you can see this reply, it proves that fate is witnessing our connection.
No matter why we part, we will eventually reunite across ti and space.
Witness this, when you appear in that grand hall, I will hold your hand, stand by your side, the unyielding Lindong flower in the storm, I will bathe with you in the brilliance of the Stars.
In that fragrant Eden, I will embrace you as you fall from the Stars, dance with you amidst laughter, sing with you in leisure and peace, and lift you towards the bluer sky.
Late at night, the soft yellow glow outlined the girl's facial features, and the neat, upright black handwriting was illuminated clearly under the desk lamp. Xu Xiaoyou paused her pen. For her, who owned a Minstrel social card, imitating the lively poetic touch of the girl's writing to compose a reply was not difficult.
She was not as gifted in literature as Tang Xin, who had read operas, books, and poems extensively, yet she could still resonate with the other through such words, feeling the intense longing and sorrow that the other had placed into the text. Perhaps, at the mont she put down her pen, their hearts connected across the vast Cosmos and stars.
How could a bird cross millions of kiloters to accurately and precisely deliver this letter to the girl's hand?
She could imagine the bird's magnificent journey, soaring through thunderstorms, navigating miraculous rivers, riding a 'Heart's Desire' train of so Nest City, crossing infinite distances and ti, drawn by the girl's lonely thoughts in the letter to her window.
What is the other thinking now?
Far away, millions of kiloters away, a girl also looked up, the dazzling galaxy falling into her eyes.
Their gazes t in the infinitely distant starry sky.
At least, at this mont, they both touched each other's existence.
"You, will you catch then?" Tang Xin whispered softly.
Xu Xiaoyou picked up the bird that had waited for a long ti and released it back into the sky.
"Perhaps, I never let you go."
...
Two days later.
January 22, 533 in the New Era Calendar.
Dragonfly Town, Zhutai High School.
As soon as the school bell rang, students eagerly discussed recent hot topics, like so youth idol drama, certain fresh-face celebrities, pop singers, and the latest political news inside Chichu Celestial Realm.
The boys hovered around the girls all dressed up, either eagerly trying to please or pretending to be calm, occasionally joining in the conversation, trying various ways to exude male hormones. Groups of two or three whispering about others were not uncommon. If soone stood at the podium now, they would be surprised to find that the classroom's living space had been divided into countless blocks of various sizes.
"Tsk."
If one must describe how harsh Mori's living environnt was, no word fits better than 'caste system.' If she could, Mori really wanted to climb out the window and escape this place where even breathing felt fatal.
But she couldn't!
At least not today. Through the corner of her eye, Mori saw two figures in the corridor of the building opposite, dressed as students, looking no different from ordinary people. Like those anonymous characters in ani who stand by the window with no features drawn on their faces.
But it was not so. Mori was sure those two were specifically sent by her brother to monitor her high school life. From after school until club activities started, those two showed up punctually and regularly in the building opposite hers, coincidentally behind that square window.
Only that position could keep an eye on her every move. Sebastian had once revealed Chichu Qiu's schedule to her; the latter rarely left Chichu Array Mansion and seldom appeared in public.
At present, most large and small affairs within Chichu Heaven were decided by her brother. Only on Wednesday afternoons could he manage to break away from his busy governnt affairs. Mori did not believe that there wasn't a trace of coincidence between these two matters.
Thinking of the other secretly sending people to monitor her, Mori's evaluation of this brother dropped a few more notches. Just recalling how, as a child, she sweetly called this despicable, shaless, beast-faced, evil-filled, heinous, controlling onii-chan, Mori deeply despised her naive self back then.
"Xiaoxia." The call interrupted the vicious curse forming in Mori's heart.
"What is it?" Mori asked gently.
Yukawa Maki thought she had misheard, "Xiaoxia, you..."
Mori sat with poise, slightly tilting her head like a noble lady, her tone gentle and polite, "What's wrong with ?"
"Xiaoxu, haven't I always been like this?"
Mori smiled slightly, raising her hand to gently press down the soft strands of hair blown by the breeze. The warm sun slanted through the glass window, falling on her delicate shoulder, her earrings shining.
The fresh fragrance subtly perated within that sweet smile, leaving Yukawa Maki stunned. Realizing it, she instinctively lowered her head, her cheeks slightly flushed, montarily unable to connect the quirky Little Witch with the radiant girl before her.
"I heard there's a chemical plant sealed off here, not sure what's going on..."
"Who knows, maybe it's just an exercise or might be trench coat syndro."
"I have pictures from the scene, who wants to see?"
"Really? I want to see, I want to see."
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