"These things arenât important." Yun Qian didnât know what Xu Changâan was thinking. She grabbed Xu Changâanâs fingers and seriously said after he looked over: "Thereâs something I want to ask you."
"What is it?" Xu Changâan was stunned.
"The sword." Yun Qian brought up the matter that had been bothering her.
Xu Changâan looked at Yun Qianâs slightly furrowed brows, unable to comprehend, and murmured, "Sword...what sword."
"The sword you promised to give me, it flew away just now." Yun Qian pointed to the sturdy wooden stake in the rain.
Xu Changâan: "..."
Hiss.
He had forgotten about it.
"The teacher used it," Xu Changâan explained.
"Used?" Yun Qian tilted her head.
Xu Changâan then told Yun Qian about Li Zhibai practicing sword in the rain when he went over.
"Why didnât you bring it back, didnât she return it to you?" Yun Qianâs tone was calm, but Xu Changâan could clearly feel that the girl was displeased.
"I was busy grabbing the umbrella," Xu Changâan sighed softly, thinking about how the rain had startled him earlier, leaving him flustered.
How could he remember to bring the longsword when leaving?
As he was thinking, he suddenly felt warmth on his neck, turning his head to find Yun Qian embracing him.
"Are you okay?" Yun Qianâs tone was gentle.
"Iâm fine." Xu Changâan thought how his emotions had affected Miss Yun again... but he couldnât help it, facing the closest person, itâs hard to control his unease.
"Better now?" Yun Qian quickly released her hands from Xu Changâanâs neck, saying, "Then letâs go get it back."
Xu Changâanâs eye twitched: "Miss, youâre too quick."
Is this the girlâs way of comforting him?
Quite efficient, indeed.
"Shall I hold you a bit longer?" Yun Qian asked.
"No need." Xu Changâan glanced at the rain pattering outside the window and said, "Iâll go get the sword back now, itâs about time we head back."
Getting wet is no big deal, heâll use spiritual power to ensure Miss Yun doesnât catch cold, and as for soaked clothes... they can be washed later.
"Us." Yun Qian said.
"Us?" Xu Changâan was puzzled.
"Weâll go together."
"No need for that."
Xu Changâan shook his head: "From here to the teacherâs main building is quite a distance."
"Together." Yun Qian said again.
She had serious business.
She needed to find Li Zhibai to fix her makeup.
"...Then together." Xu Changâan looked at Yun Qian curiously, it was rare to see the girl being so serious, he naturally couldnât refuse.
Actually, Xu Changâan had somewhat guessed Yun Qianâs thoughts.
After pondering, he held Yun Qianâs hand and walked out the door.
Hmm.
He was curious how Miss Yun and the teacher interacted.
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The thick cloud layers blocked the skyâs only light source, enveloping the entire courtyard in darkness.
A few water droplets fell into the puddles under the eaves, causing ripples.
Outside the eaves, the downpour had slightly lessened but the momentum of the falling rain was still nerve-wracking.
When Xu Changâan looked at the small umbrella Li Zhibai gave him by the wall, he realized that the umbrella was fine for one person, but wouldnât suffice for another person like Miss Yun.
Under the eaves, Yun Qian naturally picked up the umbrella by the wall and walked from beneath the eaves to Xu Changâanâs side after opening it.
"Your clothes are all wet." Yun Qian shook her head slightly as she noticed the moisture clinging to Xu Changâan.
"Miss." Xu Changâan looked at the girl so close to him, realizing that the scene seemed mesmerizing.
The rain was dense, the raindrops from high above hitting the ground producing a pleasant sound.
Miss Yunâs white fingers holding the umbrella handle caught Xu Changâanâs eyes, making it hard for him to look away.
The girl was indeed beautiful, also warm.
The heavy rain splashed nearby in the courtyard.
"Hmm?" Yun Qian was waiting for Xu Changâan to speak after he called her, but there was no noise for a while.
"Hold the umbrella yourself." Xu Changâan said helplessly, "This umbrella isnât enough for two."
Though enchanting, the best way now was for Yun Qian to use the umbrella alone, and he would just get wet.
Yun Qian: "..."
She originally wanted to stop the rain, but she had seen Xu Changâanâs slightly trembling yearning gaze just now.
She knew very well that her husband wished to walk in the rain with her.
After all, she usually never went out, and when it rained, Xu Changâan wouldnât let her out either, making the chance of walking together in the rain quite rare.
"Together." Yun Qian said without hesitation.
"Listen to me." Xu Changâan could vaguely smell Yun Qianâs pleasant fragrance, but he controlled himself.
"You take the umbrella." Yun Qian said, handing the opened umbrella to Xu Changâan.
Xu Changâan didnât take it.
"You said... youâd protect me." Yun Qian suddenly said.
"Hmm?"
Xu Changâan was stunned, looking at Yun Qian with a tranquil expression, framed by the dense curtain of rain, her gaze like water.
"See, Iâm protecting you now..." Xu Changâan blinked faster, thinking he was restraining his mind, letting Yun Qian walk alone was indeed protecting her.
"Itâs different." Yun Qian disagreed.
The rain was new, with a black and white umbrella above.
Having a shield from the rain was quite normal.
But holding the umbrella was having it shield her, not Xu Changâan.
Only when Xu Changâan held the umbrella, was it him protecting her.
That was Miss Yunâs logic, quite reasonable.
"..."
So she explained this logic to Xu Changâan, which naturally resulted in his helpless, yet logical, albeit slightly baffling expression.
"Miss, truly itâs you." Xu Changâan marveled, sometimes utterly impressed by Miss Yunâs thought process.
Yun Qian didnât respond to Xu Changâan, instead repeating what she said: "You said youâd protect me."
"Of course." Xu Changâan didnât refuse this time, gently taking the umbrella handle from Yun Qian.
He couldnât persuade Yun Qian, had to go along with her.
If insisting one should get wet, Yun Qian would certainly be unhappy.
He wouldnât break his promise to Yun Qian, even though this promise was something she crafted herself.
Of course, before agreeing to the girlâs whim, he discreetly input a trace of spiritual power into Yun Qianâs body to protect her from the cold invasion.
Xu Changâan held the umbrella and said, "Miss, stay close to me."
"Already am." Yun Qian didnât need reminding, staying closely by Xu Changâan as they emerged from the eaves, walking slowly into the rain.
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The rain was heavy, also windy, with the small black and white umbrella failing to cover much. After only a few steps, Yun Qian paused, whispering near Xu Changâanâs ear, "My embroidered shoes... are soaked."
"I knew it." Xu Changâan said helplessly, "Very uncomfortable, huh? Still want to walk with me in the rain again?"
"Yes."
Yun Qian nodded lightly, saying, "Iâm just telling you."
Then she paused: "I thought... youâd tilt the umbrella to shield me."
Yun Qian originally expected Xu Changâan to hold the umbrella to shield her, leaving himself exposed.
Unexpectedly, Xu Changâan balanced the umbrella to cover both, so now, both their shoulders were already soaked.
Wanting both to shield means neither got fully sheltered.
"Miss wants to say... like a father holding an umbrella for his daughter?" Xu Changâan smirked: "You think Iâm âselfishâ, and not caring for, protecting you?"
"No." Yun Qian looked at her drenched half and seriously said: "I like it this way more."
"Enjoying the rain? If I didnât have spiritual power protecting you... never mind, if it makes you happy, being willful doesnât matter." Xu Changâan looked at Yun Qianâs delighted demeanor, shook his head, eyes full of affection.
"Hmm." Yun Qian looked at Xu Changâan with increasingly gentle eyes.
He... surely knew how to make her happy.
A couple is all about sharing an umbrella and facing the storm together.