Mo Dao Zu Shi: Together |Zhuiling| ✅

Chapter- 8

It is easy to get caught up in describing someone's surrounding and finding perfect words for the silent atmosphere. But the secret to really capturing beautiful moment is to breathe.

Lan Sizhui and JinLing's breathe were silently interlocking with each other. Hating to part, with the hot breathe of other male.

Sizhui smiled for unknown reason. He gently placed JinLing's bandaged hand that he was dearly holding on table. He moved his face away maintaining a decent distance.

He said, "Its because Zewu jun had personally sent me with you to protect you. So, right now only you should be in my mind, JinLing."

There was a moment of ecstasy before, but as Sizhui's lips shot these words, JinLing felt an itching in his heart.

He sat straight, maintaining his composure. He responded, "Hmm."

Sizhui seemed to wanted to say something, he only had parted his lips.

Knock. Knock.

Came a knocking sound from the main door. The person outside said, "A-Yan open the door." From the voice it seemed an old lady. The old lady outside continued in low tone, "Mom's here."

So, the lady outside was Xiao LongYan and Xiao LongShi's mother.

Sizhui and JinLing looked at each other, because it was obvious Xiao LongYan was in kitchen which was two room away from the living room, and she wouldn't be able to hear her mom's weak call.

No response coming from inside, the old lady knocked again.

Sizhui suddenly got up from where he was, he fixated the hem of his robe and said, "I'll go open the door."

"Then why're you telling me?!" said JinLing with an annoyed expression.

Sizhui smiled and said, "Just thought of saying to you."

"..."

Sizhui walked towards the door, with a click he opened it.

The lady said, "What took you so long- who are you?"

"Ahh... Me...?" Sizhui too didn't know what to say. And ofcourse how could he. But still he tried to answer. "Madam, I'm..."

But before he could say, the old lady kept down the empty bamboo basket she was holding and held both of Sizhui's hands.

She said, "Are you A-Yan's friend?" Though it was dark outside, the excitement in her eyes couldn't be hidden.

Sizhui was baffled, he thought he heard something else, so he asked, "...Yes???"

"Wow that's great! For how long do you know her? Since when were you two together?"

"..."

"?!"

Sizhui was ofcourse stupefied with her personal questions. He had only known her for most probably two hours.

Cough. Cough.

Both of them turned their head to look at the origin of the noise.

JinLing had just now coughed on his own saliva for no particular reason. Or maybe just because of the shock that this old lady gave him.

He only wanted to cough a bit, so that they won't continue talking. But he unexpectedly really chocked on his saliva, and coughed violently. He was still coughing.

When he felt someone was patting on his back. When he soothed himself he heard the gentle voice say to him, "Feeling better now?"

He didn't turn around to see who it was, he already knew who it was. He was embarrassed for really choking up. He sat diligently and said, "Yes."