He took out a chair from inside and cleaned it:
Bella, you wait here.””
“No, I can handle it myself.”
Yan Yuhu pretended to stand up, but was held down by Gaea.
“No, a lady doesn’t need to do this.” He said. “Sit down.”
Yan Yuhu pushed twice more before sitting down.
The sunlight gently filtered through the grape trellis. She watched the silver-haired boy clumsily cleaning the room, watching him stain his white silk shirt with gray, watching him transform from a clean and refined boy into a dirty wall painter. She hummed a song softly.
“In the name of the light,
God’s people,
God’s people,
This place is full of flowers, this place is full of wine, we sing and dance.
Life is like morning dew, death is imminent, but we are not afraid.
Justice, freedom, we long for the light…”
This was Gaea’s song.
Gaea also heard it in the room and hummed along:
“In the name of the light, God’s people, God’s people…”
The sunlight was beautiful, nearly intoxicating, but not quite.
Yan Yuhu covered the sunlight with her hand and squinted her eyes slightly. She thought that there was something right in the way of cultivating in Yugu House.
She wanted Gaea to care for her, the more the better.
The more attention and time he invested, the smaller the probability of him leaving.
What she needed to do now was to occupy his every moment, so that every first experience he had would be with her.
Just like a game with in-game purchases, the more you invest, the harder it is to leave. Of course, she wouldn’t actively offer help…
Let Gaea help her for a while and treat her as a pitiful and cute little girl…
Was there anything wrong with that?
Right before it got dark, Gaea finished cleaning the room and Yan Yuhu came in.
“My dear Leslie, I brought you dice, milk, cocoa cake, and fried lamb chops. Which one do you want?”
Gaea turned his head.
The gray on the boy’s face had turned into sweat, making him look like a beautiful calico cat. Yan Yuhu burst into laughter.
“Oh, Gaea, you look…”
“Not very good, right?”
Gaea took the rose-scented handkerchief Yan Yuhu handed him and wiped his face. “I want fried lamb chops and milk.”
“I’ll wash the handkerchief and give it back to you.”
“Mm.”
Yan Yuhu smiled.
The two of them sat at the table and ate today’s dinner, filling the small room with the aroma of food.
The bed, the table, the wall lamp, and a bird…
Everything looked different.
Gaea finished eating first.
“I’ll check again.”
He picked up the nearby cloth and circled around the room, not even forgetting the bathroom. He lingered the longest in the corner of the wall, very carefully.
Yan Yuhu took a bite of the dice and glanced up, finding the boy’s actions of cleaning to be pleasing and elegant.
Truly worthy of being the chosen one.
Yan Yuhu withdrew her unnecessary thoughts.
“Gaea, don’t you want to eat more? I brought a lot.”
“No, there’s no need.”
The boy put the cloth away, walked to the ladder of the bunk bed, leaned against it, and closed his eyes.
He looked tired.
Yan Yuhu finished eating and stood up. There was a bit of foam from the milk on her lips.
“Gaea.”
“Mm.” Gaea opened his eyes. “You…”
The girl suddenly stood on her tiptoes and kissed him.
This kiss carried the scent of milk and the sweetness of cocoa cake.
Gaea pushed her away.
“Bella-”
The girl interrupted him.
“-Gaea, I thought of a second thing. My request is for you to carve a small stone statue for me.”
“A statue?” His brows furrowed. “I don’t know how to.”
“You can learn, it’s not difficult.”
Belief in the God of Light spread throughout the Aileron Continent, and countless believers were excellent sculptors.
They loved to carve out the image of the God of Light in their hearts, again and again.
“But I can’t see.”
Gaea still refused.
Yan Yuhu took his hand and placed it on her face.
She guided his hand along her delicate eyebrows.
“These are my eyebrows.”
She led his hand over her beautiful eyes.
“These are my eyes.”
She guided his hand over her straight nose.
“This is my nose.”
She led him to linger on her soft lips:
“These are my lips.”
“Ears.”
“Hair.”
“Collarbone.”
“…”
Her fingers slid down slowly.
“Gaea, it’s not difficult for you.”
Gaea leaned against the ladder, his emerald eyes reflecting the light from the wall lamp, as if they were suddenly tainted with the colors of the mundane world.
“Alright, Bella, that’s the second thing.”
Chapter 22
The wall lamp was dim.
The girl held the boy’s hand tightly, almost huddled together.
The memory of their bodies was long-lasting and sensitive.
Yan Yuhu almost immediately remembered the entanglement of last night, the gentle evening breeze brushing against her face and the freezing frost that seemed to freeze her everything.
When the sweat poured down, the scorching heat and burning seemed to pierce through her.
She felt the pain.
She let go instinctively, but then held on again.
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