144 Untitled (2/2)
The moonlight was in the arms of the person who stood in the moon.
As the cool moonlight shone from above, the person was so plain that he looked like one of the beams of light. His long and narrow fingers were as white as the moon, and they held onto the dazzling net. The elegant and charming eyes looked towards Cloud Soul.
He slowly spoke, ”Why are you hiding from me?”
Cloud Soul's expression continually changed. Ever since that man appeared, she had kept her back facing him, and she refused to turn back. She was fidgety as if she did not know where to place her hands. Twice she seemed to be desperately attempting to stick her grey hair in her collar, but both times she gave up, and could only look away without knowing what to do.
Yet that man seemed to be oblivious towards her tiny movements and unwelcoming posture, and he casually walked up. Light had become extremely bright ever since he came, so it was natural for one to feel that only a figure who hid in the moon would be so glaring. But these few steps he took would make one realize that he was, in fact, the moonlight. Inner energy radiated around him and hazy rays of light surrounded him. Wherever he walked, it was as though a magnificent radiance was added to the scenery.
He had long silver hair that shone when he moved, and a captivating and joyful appearance so eye-catching that it was hard to distinguish his gender. When he smiled, his lips were like a crescent moon that seemed far but charming. Though he exuded a cold presence, his expression was warm and especially when he looked towards Cloud Soul, it felt strangely like a moon on fire.
Throwing Little Seven away to a faraway place, he commented, ”So smelly and dirty, don't come and suffocate my dear Cloud.”
When Cloud Soul heard ”my dear Cloud”, she immediately wanted to flee, but she was held back by the net. As the man slowly pulled back the net until she was standing right in front of him, he lamented, ”My dear Cloud, you always mercilessly run away from me. If it wasn't because of the full moon that strengthened my tracking abilities, I wouldn't have found you even till now.”
Cloud Soul stiffened her back and was determined to not look back. She leaned forward, grudgingly trying to resist the net with all her strength, but she did not see the eerie smile on the man's face.
By that time, she was already fully exhausted from a day's battle, and she was of no match to the man who had come well-prepared. Exasperated, she barked, ”Moon Soul, bother me again, and I will fight till death with you!”
”You have said this for 38 years, a total of 217 times,” said Moon Soul as he wickedly checked her out from top to bottom, his eyes seeming to caress what he saw. ”Come, let's fight till death then.”
He said this line in such a lingering and suggestive manner that one would almost have a nosebleed from hearing this. Even though Cloud Soul back-faced him, it was not hard to notice that her neck had turned red. She stammered, but no word was expressed.
Moon Soul remained silent too. As he gazed at Cloud Soul's figure, his joyous and bold expression was slowly replaced by one of loneliness and sadness.
As Cloud Soul continued to give the cold shoulder, Meng Fuyao - who regained some of her inner energy - ran over to Zhan Beiye's side. As she panted, she stared at Moon Soul in a daze. ”This is the person you've been waiting for?” she asked.
Zhan Beiye heaved a sigh of relief. ”He finally came,” he said.
”You know him?”
”No,” Zhan Beiye smiled in a slightly cheeky way. ”I just know of a legend that Moon Soul has been chasing after Cloud Soul for many years. For some reason, Cloud Soul refuses to accept his pursuit and hides away from him every time. Then one day, when she wasn't paying attention, Moon Soul planted a mark in her body. From then on, whenever there was a full moon, he would use his 'Moon Attracts Tide' to sense Cloud Soul's location…”
”Stop!” Meng Fuyao raised her hand and interrupted, as suspicion grew in her mind. ”You were so sure that he would come? What if he had other commitments? What if he was far away? What if he wasn't even in Heaven Demon?”
Zhan Beiye innocently replied, ”That's why I said that it depended on our luck…”
”You told us to persevere till night time, just because he 'might' come?” Meng Fuyao asked, nearly collapsing on the floor. With a tiny bit of hope left, she added, ”So if he's here, he'll definitely save us?”
”No idea,” Zhan Beiye answered honestly. ”Moon Soul's emotions are unpredictable. He does things according to his mood, and his mood is completely based on Cloud Soul's actions. So… he might help us, or kill us even before Cloud Soul does.”
Meng Fuyao was speechless. His mood depended on Cloud Soul's attitude? Weren't they dead meat then? Judging from Cloud Soul's actions, Moon Soul would likely get rejected for the 217th time. Wouldn't they die sooner?
”I am going to die because of you,” Meng Fuyao howled. ”You can't fool people like that.”
”Fuyao,” Zhan Beiye held her hands and earnestly said, ”If I didn't say this, we would have had no motivation to hang on after half a day. We would have died by then.”
Meng Fuyao became silent. Moments later, she sucked in her breath, patted on his shoulders and smiled. ”Yes, with hope comes the strength to continue.”
Zhan Beiye stared at her distorted face, a tinge of sadness flashing through his eyes.
There were some things that no one gave him hope at all, but he still did not want to give up. For example, this woman in front of him.
But Meng Fuyao was ignorant about his expression. She kept staring at the pair, and her eyeballs darted back and forth between the two. Suddenly, she nudged Zhan Beiye and whispered quite excitedly, ”Hey, is Moon Soul male or female? Tsk tsk, what a pretty transgender.”
Her voice was kept very low, but Moon Soul heard her. Turning back, he drawled, ”You can come over personally to examine me.”
Not a speck of blush appeared on Meng Fuyao's face. Lying on the floor like a dead dog, she stared at his beauty and spoke, ”Senior Moon Soul, I have a piece of advice. Do you want to hear?”