Luo Ling Immortal said, "Yes, wasnât it you who hurt Ye Wuyue?"
"Do you think so too, Sis?" Luo Qingyaoâs shoulders felt even heavier.
"After the Peach Blossom Spring ended. Great-grandfather asked me to bring you back when I went to pick you up. But do you know why I agreed to let you stay a bit longer?"
"Why?"
"Because at that time, you were genuinely happy," Luo Ling Immortal said. "Not like when you were at the Luo Family, pretending to be happy. Sis wanted to know, do you really hate that kid?"
"No, Senior Sister Manman is great. I hate myself."
"Then, are you jealous of her relationship with Fan Wubing?"
Luo Qingyao stared blankly at her sisterâs face. After a while, she said, "I... donât know."
"Youâre jealous of her openness and genuineness. She could reveal her heart to you without any guards. But the more sincere she is, the more fake you feel. Even when you said those harsh words, and she made you feel sick, she was the first one to care about you. Thatâs why you completely broke down." Luo Ling Immortal looked deep into her eyes.
She didnât understand romantic love, but she understood her sister.
As a sister, she was willing to believe her sister was a good kid, so she said, "Go apologize sincerely, donât run away anymore. Didnât you want to be as dazzling as the sun? Big Sisâs little writing desk canât hold the sun."
"Will she forgive me?"
"I think she might not even be angry with you. She probably thinks she hurt you instead."
"No, I hurt her!"
"So you need to clarify... Youâre jealous of her openness and genuineness. To dissolve this jealousy, you must also become open and genuine."
"I... understand."
...
"Senior Brother."
Luo Qingyao returned to her Sword Institute. As soon as she entered, she saw Fan Wubing sitting under a Sword Tree. After a moment of hesitation, she walked up, ready for a scolding.
"Are you okay? Your eyes are red," Fan Wubing asked.
"Iâm sorry."
Fan Wubing shook his head, "Sit down and letâs talk it out."
"Whereâs Senior Sister Manman?"
"Sheâs sleeping."
"Sleeping?"
"Yes, wrapped tightly in a quilt. So tight, even Xianchan couldnât get in."
The guilt on Luo Qingyaoâs face deepened. She wanted to explain what had happened and then take the blame.
Fan Wubing waved his hand, "Donât, donât tell me. I asked Manman what happened, and she just said itâs between you two and told me not to ask you."
Luo Qingyaoâs heart trembled. She didnât expect that even at this extent, Senior Sister Manman was still thinking of her.
Fan Wubing looked at her, "Letâs talk about us, then."
"What does Senior Brother want to say to me?"
"Qingyao, were you unhappy at the Luo Family?"
Luo Qingyao paused, "Why do you ask?"
"You seem unnatural. Like thereâs a weight on your shoulders. Whyâs that? The Luo Family is a renowned Immortal Dao Noble Clan, lacking nothing. Why arenât you happy?" Fan Wubing genuinely cared about his junior sister. Itâs not only the responsibility of a senior but also his inborn empathy.
Seeing someone happy, he rejoiced with them.
Seeing someone sad, he shared their sorrow.
Especially with Luo Qingyao, who was so lively and cheerful before but now was so repressed, even cautious with her hugs during reunions.
Seeing her lower her head without speaking, Fan Wubing took a deep breath, "Qingyao. If youâre unhappy at the Luo Family, just tell me. Iâll take you away from here, trust me, I can do it."
Upon hearing this, Luo Qingyao wanted to say those words, tell her senior brother to take her away!
But she couldnât. She knew, that would just be another form of escape.
She shook her head with a smile, "Thank you, Senior Brother. Donât worry, Iâll manage my own affairs."
"You said the same thing last time at the Peach Blossom Spring, but..."
Everyone knew what the outcome was.
"Yes, and if I were to rely on you again, how could I keep my promise to become better?"
"Alright."
Luo Qingyao stood up, "Iâm going to find Senior Sister Manman."
They talked all night.
Though he really wanted to know what had happened between them, out of respect for their wishes, Fan Wubing held back from getting involved.
Until the next day, they came out of the room, talking and laughing.
"Made up?" Fan Wubing asked.
Fu Manman put on a face, "What are you saying? We didnât fall out, so how could we make up."
Fan Wubing was not satisfied; his kind-hearted concern yielded such a response. He said quietly, "Who was crying like a tearful doll yesterday? Hiding under the quilt to cry, are you a kid hiding under covers? Even Xianchan wouldnât hide under a quilt!"
Hearing this, Fu Manman wasnât blushing, but Luo Qingyao was. She thought to herself that she must remind her sister not to bring up her hiding-under-the-table episode.
At this time, a serving maid came in, "Lord Yao."
"What is it?"
"The Patriarch requests to see Young Master Fan."
What is great-grandfather looking for Senior Brother for? Luo Qingyao recalled yesterdayâs event and realized immediately, grabbing Fan Wubing just as he was about to leave.
"Whatâs wrong?"
Luo Qingyao widened her eyes at him, using Divine Soul Communication, "Whatever great-grandfather says, donât believe it!"
Fan Wubing neither agreed nor disagreed, and left.
The courtyard was left with only Luo Qingyao and Fu Manman.
After a prolonged silence, Luo Qingyao said, "When I parted with Senior Brother, I secretly vowed to become better, to make him have feelings for me. But two years have passed, and I havenât improved; instead, Iâve even lost the few good qualities I had."
She turned back, looking at Fu Manman, "However, I wonât give up. I will definitely win Senior Brother back from Senior Sister Manman! Although..." She glanced at Fu Manmanâs full, perky chest and gritted her teeth, "Although itâs a lot of pressure, but Iâll work hard!"
Fu Manman laughed, "I wonât hold back for you."
"Senior Sister Manman, you better not hold back for me, or youâll regret it!" Luo Qingyao lifted her chin, brimming with confidence.
Fu Manman gave a gentle smile. She thought, this is the Junior Sister Qingyao I know, little sun, but Qingyao, Iâm not your biggest âenemy,â nor are you mine."
His senior sister is.