𝐋𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐀𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐥 (小天使) ~ HuaLian + Child AU

ℂ𝕙𝕒𝕡𝕥𝕖𝕣 8

Y/n looks up at Xie Lian, hearing him mumble a name.

"San Lang? He's not here."

Xie Lian shakes his head and points up. "No, its him..."

Y/n looks up once more, seeing the same features of San Lang but he looks older, more mature and elaborately dressed. She remembers how kind San Lang was when he stayed at the shrine with her and Xie Lian.
She then says to Xie Lian, "Can we go over?" Xie Lian shakes his head again.

 "No...we're here for a mission. A heavenly official needs help and we can't distract ourselves."

She sighs disappointedly, looking up at San Lang, now in a more mature form that she'd never seen before. Just then, she feels a brief shove on her shoulder and she quickly turns around, startled. Xie Lian does the same.

"Wind Master?!!" Wind Master grins mischievously and puts a finger to his lips to motion to be quiet.

Y/n looks up at him curiously. "When did you get separated?"

Wind Master sighs defeatedly and talks about the women ghosts taking him away to put make up on him. I guess he shouldn't have boasted so much about his beauty.

Wind Master looks at them anxiously. "Does it look bad?? It looks bad, doesn't it..." Xie Lian thinks for a moment.

"Well...your skin is a lot smoother..."

"REALLY??! YEYY!" Wind Master looks around for a mirror with childish excitement as Xie Lian tries to calm him down. Y/n looks back at the gambling table.

The man is still at the gambling table, this time gambling away his daughter's life. He rolls lucky, fuelling his gambling addiction before he exclaims.
"I BET THE LIVES OF ALL OF THE GAMBLERS HERE!!!"

The crowd erupts into shouting and refusing, calling the man crazy. Everyone holds their breath as the man raises the dice in his hand.

And as if this day wasn't full of surprises already...

...a young heavenly official barges through the door and seizes the man's arm before he can roll.

He was vaguely recognisable to Y/n. Earlier, when they had ascended to the heaven realm for the meeting in the heavenly court, a young man waved at Xie Lian, an innocent, naive smile on his youthful face despite the crowd obviously wanting nothing to do with Xie Lian. Xie Lian and Wind Master both facepalm, muttering to each other.

"He's coming too??"

"I told him to keep a low profile..."

"Come on...."

A loud, stern voice resounds through the gambling den.

"HOW COULD YOU BET SUCH A THING? THE LIVES OF SO MANY PEOPLE!! YOU'RE EVIL!!" It was quite a foolish and ironic thing to say in a crowd of ghosts from the pits of hell.