Chapter 93
Chapter 93: Senior Sister, Can We Keep Our Distance?
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Gentle sunlight like a layer of warm veil softly brushed across Lin Muyu’s cheeks, carrying the unique warmth of early morning, gradually awakening her from her hazy dreamscape.
Lin Muyu’s eyelashes trembled lightly as she slowly opened her heavy eyelids, looking around with the confusion of just waking up.
The scene before her eyes gradually condensed from blurred patches of color into distinct shapes, until a familiar face clearly appeared in her vision.
It was a face as serene as a sleeping lotus under moonlight, with drowsiness lingering between her brows and eyes.
“Luo Chenxi?”
Lin Muyu squinted, trying to dispel the remaining sleepiness from her eyes as she carefully studied the person before her.
Vague fragments flashed through her mind, memories of someone caring for her during the days when her consciousness was muddled.
Setting aside Luo Chenxi’s usual tendency to deliberately tease her, at this moment Lin Muyu sincerely felt that this face was breathtakingly beautiful, not inferior in the slightest to Su Wanqing’s cold and ethereal beauty.
Moreover, Luo Chenxi was exactly this kind of person, tough on the outside but soft on the inside.
She usually loved finding ways to “bully” her, but whenever there was something good, she would always think of her.
And when she got injured, Luo Chenxi was the fastest to come and take care of her.
This kind of Luo Chenxi was truly her best friend!
As if sensing her gaze, Luo Chenxi’s long eyelashes fluttered like butterfly wings a few times before she slowly opened her eyes.
The moment their eyes met, the air seemed to freeze for an instant.
“You’re awake?”
Seeing the light rekindle in Lin Muyu’s eyes, Luo Chenxi’s face, which had been tinged with sleepiness, instantly bloomed with joy, her voice unable to hide her excitement.
“Mm.”
Lin Muyu responded softly, moving her somewhat stiff muscles and bones, feeling the strength flowing back into her body as she showed Luo Chenxi a gentle smile filled with warmth.
“Thank you for taking care of me all this time.”
“Hmm?”
Luo Chenxi frowned slightly, her gaze carefully examining Lin Muyu’s face, feeling that something about her seemed different today.
Was there something more in her eyes, or something less in her demeanor?
But she couldn’t quite pinpoint what exactly it was.
“Is there something on my face?”
Lin Muyu felt uncomfortable under her scrutiny and blinked in confusion, meeting Luo Chenxi’s probing gaze.
“It’s nothing.”
Luo Chenxi withdrew her gaze and shook her head, though the doubt in her heart didn’t dissipate. She could only temporarily suppress this thought.
“I was just checking if you’re still uncomfortable anywhere.”
“There’s nothing uncomfortable anymore.”
Lin Muyu stretched lazily, moving her limbs and feeling the lightness in her body as she replied with a smile.
“After all, so much time has passed, hasn’t it?”
She clearly remembered how much pain Su Wanqing had put her through, the agony that made even breathing feel laborious.
But now, that bone-deep pain had long since vanished, and her body had almost completely recovered.
“It’s been about half a month now.”
Luo Chenxi counted on her fingers, then as if remembering something, her tone carried urgency and confusion as she asked again.
“So what exactly happened? What went wrong that day? Wasn’t Su Wanqing always by your side? How could she not protect you properly?”
This question had been like a thorn stuck in her heart.
During these days while Lin Muyu remained unconscious, she had been both worried and anxious, yet she didn’t want to ask that woman Su Wanqing.
So she could only keep all her questions bottled up inside.
Now that Lin Muyu had finally awakened, she could no longer hold back and blurted out all her questions.
Hearing the name “Su Wanqing,” the smile on Lin Muyu’s face instantly froze, her pupils contracted sharply, as if frightened by something terrible, and her body began trembling uncontrollably.
“What’s wrong?”
Luo Chenxi keenly noticed her abnormality and quickly reached out to grasp her cold hands, trying to transfer warmth from her palms. Her face was filled with worry as she asked urgently.
Lin Muyu took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the surging fear and discomfort in her heart, though her complexion remained frighteningly pale, and her voice carried an almost imperceptible tremor:
“I’m fine, it’s just… I just suddenly remembered some unpleasant things.”
Actually, regarding Su Wanqing, she already had a plan in mind.
But her body’s instinctive reaction meant that just hearing that name was enough to trigger a strong stress response.
“What kind of unpleasant things exactly?”
Luo Chenxi pressed further, the concern in her eyes growing thicker.
Looking at Luo Chenxi’s eyes filled with worry, Lin Muyu fell silent for a moment, then slowly leaned closer to her, her gaze sincere and earnest as she spoke in a very soft voice:
“Chenxi, in the future… could we not bring up this matter anymore?”
Luo Chenxi felt her heart skip a beat at Lin Muyu’s suddenly close proximity, her nostrils filled with Lin Muyu’s faint, pleasant fragrance.
Her cheeks involuntarily flushed with warmth, her mind went blank, and almost without thinking, she nodded and blurted out:
“Okay, I promise you.”
“Thank you~”
Lin Muyu smiled gently, then leaned her body softly into Luo Chenxi’s embrace, her voice sweet and tender.
Being leaned against like this, Luo Chenxi immediately panicked, her body stiffening as she remained frozen in place, not knowing where to put her hands. She could only carefully wrap her arms around Lin Muyu, though her heart felt increasingly strange.
Today’s Lin Muyu was so different, but she just couldn’t say exactly what it was.
There was just a vague, inexplicable feeling that something was quietly changing, and it seemed… to be in a direction favorable to her?
Just then, a cold voice came from the doorway, tinged with surprise:
“What are you two doing?”
Both of them looked toward the sound and saw a figure holding a white porcelain bowl, having appeared at the doorway at some unknown time, now standing there stunned, looking at the scene in the room with complex eyes.
“Su Wanqing?!”
Lin Muyu, who had been nestled in Luo Chenxi’s arms, trembled violently the moment she clearly saw who it was.
The trembling was even more intense than when she had heard the name earlier, her pupils contracted sharply, filled with terror.
She instinctively shrank further into Luo Chenxi’s embrace, almost trying to bury her entire body in the other’s arms.
As if only this way could she feel even the slightest sense of security.
Immediately after, a voice rang through the room.
“You… don’t… come closer!”
Lin Muyu’s voice carried uncontrollable terror, thin and trembling, as if she might cry at any moment.
“Muyu, you’re awake?”
Seeing that Lin Muyu had awakened, Su Wanqing’s face instantly showed a flash of joy.
She quickly stepped forward, wanting to approach.
But the bowl of still-steaming soup in her hands fell to the ground with a “clang” due to her overly hasty movement.
“Crash—”
The white porcelain bowl shattered on the ground, the scalding soup splashing everywhere, filling the air with a faint medicinal scent.
This bizarre scene left Luo Chenxi somewhat bewildered, but she stepped forward almost instinctively, firmly protecting Lin Muyu behind her.
She raised her head, looking at Su Wanqing with alert eyes, her tone carrying unquestionable firmness:
“She said she doesn’t want you to come closer. Didn’t you hear?”
Seeing Luo Chenxi blocking her way, the joy on Su Wanqing’s face instantly faded, replaced by obvious irritation.
She furrowed her brows, flicked her wrist, and a long sword emanating bone-chilling cold suddenly appeared in her hand.
The sword tip pointed directly at Luo Chenxi, the powerful pressure of a Golden Core stage cultivator radiating without restraint, making the surrounding air seem to drop several degrees.
Her voice was ice-cold without a trace of warmth: “Move aside!”
Just facing this Golden Core stage pressure directly, Luo Chenxi felt as if a huge stone was pressing on her chest, making breathing difficult, and her legs trembled uncontrollably.
But she gritted her teeth and continued to block the way firmly, without the slightest retreat.
“Chenxi, you should go out first.”
At this moment, Lin Muyu’s voice came from behind Luo Chenxi, tinged with a carefully controlled calmness.
“I have something I want to discuss with her.”
Hearing Lin Muyu call Luo Chenxi by such an intimate name, Su Wanqing’s grip on her sword tightened sharply.
Something seemed to stab at her heart, making it skip a beat, and her expression instantly became even more complex.
Luo Chenxi wanted to say something more, but Lin Muyu gently tugged at the corner of her clothes, interrupting her words:
“Don’t worry, nothing will happen. I just want to… resolve the matter between us.”
The matter between them?
Luo Chenxi looked at Lin Muyu’s determined eyes, then glanced at Su Wanqing opposite her, whose face was dark and clearly not right. After hesitating for a moment, she finally nodded:
“Alright, I’ll wait right outside the door. If anything happens, call me immediately.”
After saying this, she glared fiercely at Su Wanqing, who still had her sword pointed at her, then reluctantly turned around and left the room, looking back every few steps.
Only Lin Muyu and Su Wanqing remained in the room, and the atmosphere instantly became heavy and oppressive.
“Muyu, I…”
Su Wanqing sheathed her sword, the coldness on her face receding somewhat as she urgently tried to explain something, but her words were interrupted by Lin Muyu’s calm voice as soon as she began speaking.
“Senior Sister.”
Lin Muyu raised her head, looking at her with calm eyes, her tone revealing no particular emotion.
“I’m very grateful for your care over this past month.”
“But…”
She paused, her gaze lowering slightly…
“Can we keep our distance from now on?”