“Um, I have a doubt that needs answering.”
“Does Gaia have doubts too?”
“Yes, many many.”
“……”
Walking to the door, Gaia inserted the hexagram iron plate into the groove of the copper-painted door, and heard a click.
The door opened.
Rows of ancient and heavy bookshelves were displayed, and the large space was divided into small pieces. The sunlight struggled to penetrate through the cracks of the bookshelves, dancing lightly in the air with the dust.
The bookshelves were not filled with books, but only a few volumes here and there, parchment scrolls, ivory, tortoise shells-
There were even remnants left.
The door closed again with a click.
The whole space darkened.
Liu Yu followed Gaia inside, watching as he picked up a volume at random, quickly put it back, and even the angle of placement was exactly the same, so she was very sure he had a slight obsession.
“Can you see the words?”
“The books here are different,” Gaia told her, “You can pick one up and try.”
Liu Yu picked up a volume randomly.
The parchment scroll was thin and soft. When she touched it, she felt something different. The lines of words swarmed in front of her like little bees, lined up orderly, greeting her.
Even if she closed her eyes, these little bees were still dancing.
This feeling was mysterious and miraculous, but-
She couldn’t read.
Liu Yu frowned and threw the parchment scroll back onto the bookshelf, and picked up another one: oh, still couldn’t recognize it.
The same went for several volumes in a row, ivory, tortoise shell-
Illiterate.
Illiterate.
Illiterate.
She was probably illiterate.
Liu Yu suddenly plopped her head onto the small table placed between the bookshelves and realized that Gaia had already sat there. There were dozens of books spread out in front of him, parchment scrolls, patterned books, and it seemed that no two volumes had the same content.
He brushed over a volume, his finger stopping for more than ten seconds, then moved onto the next-
Perhaps it was because she stared for too long, Gaia turned his head:
“Bella, what’s wrong?”
“Are you familiar with all of these?”
“Hmm.”
“There are books from different countries and eras…in different languages.”
Language, she forgot about that. This person was a god, his initial settings were different from ordinary people.
Liu Yu leaned over, their arms touching each other:
“Gaia, what are you looking at? You’re flipping through them so fast, can you remember them?”
“Can…you not remember them?”
He blinked in confusion.
Sunlight shone through the cracks of the bookshelf onto the tabletop, reflecting into his light green eyes. Up close, his eyes seemed to have layers of light, suddenly gaining a soul.
So gentle, if only she could touch his true warmth.
Liu Yu rested her head on his shoulder and lazily closed her eyes.
She had cried too hard just now, her head was aching, and she didn’t feel like thinking about anything now.
Gaia didn’t move, he used his other hand to turn the pages again.
The rustling sound echoed in her ears, accompanied by the afternoon sunlight, reminding her of the quiet university library in her previous life. She gradually felt drowsy, but couldn’t fall asleep.
When she closed her eyes, she could only see Louis’ smile.
He waved at her, “Bella, you naturally belong to the darkness.”
She spat.
She definitely belonged to the cunning ones.
Liu Yu buried her face in Gaia’s shoulder and sniffed, until she once again felt the clean scent of snow and pine emanating from him. It made her feel more comfortable.
The darkness of maggots in her soul was gradually diluted.
Gaia handed her another parchment scroll.
“Gaia…” she poked him, “What are you looking at? Tell me.”
“…Xuan Wuyi jin, half snake gall, plus half jin of goldwater…”
“What is this?”
“Alchemy.”
“Is it the alchemy that can create an elixir of life?”
“There are no elixirs of life in this world.” It seemed that he found her words ridiculous, and the corners of his lips curled up. “If there were, it would be with the gods.”
“…Oh.”
Liu Yu sighed deeply.
She used his arm as a pillow and continued to flicker, releasing one beam of light after another.
Every time she stayed by him, the light she condensed was always exceptionally pure, making it easier to train.
Gaia paused in flipping through the book:
“Bella, can you do silent spells now?”
“Hmm,” the young girl proudly replied. “How about it?”
“Not bad.”
“Is there a reward for this?”
“What do you want?”
Gaia stopped flipping the pages completely.
He lowered his head, and the young girl sat up from his embrace. She wrapped her hands around his neck and elongated her voice:
“I want you…to kiss me first.”
“Just like that night, passionate,” she leaned close to his ear, “and intense.”
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