Inside, it was warm and cozy.
Night was approaching, and the temperature in the courtyard plummeted.
“What do you want to eat?” Jiang Mengxin sat at the table, propping her cheek with one hand while scrolling through her phone screen with the other.
“Anything goes~~ What should we get that goes well with instant noodles?” Su Mumu lay on the bed like a salted fish, her legs crossed and her toes wiggling.
She was busy grinding for points.
She hadn’t played for several days, and she was about to drop off the leaderboard!
“It looks like the battle is fierce?” Jiang Mengxin looked back at her.
She knew that every time Su Mumu entered game mode, she had to focus intensely. When talking to this internet-addicted girl, everything would just go in one ear and out the other.
“Yeah, yeah…” Su Mumu replied perfunctorily.
“Then what exactly are we eating?” Jiang Mengxin fell into a state of indecision.
“Anything’s fine, anything’s fine…” Su Mumu remained dismissive.
Jiang Mengxin’s eyes flickered as she stared at Su Mumu’s incredibly focused face. Suddenly, the corners of her mouth curled up slightly for a brief moment.
Like a demon tempting someone, she said very softly, “Then… let’s eat Mumu’s favorite, chicken?”
“Sure.” Su Mumu responded without a second thought. “It’s a critical moment right now, don’t bother me yet. The tide is turning against us…”
“Oh, okay. Good luck, Mumu~~” Jiang Mengxin pulled back her smile, an inexplicable emotion flashing in the depths of her eyes as she placed the delivery order.
This delivery was specifically marked as an express priority.
It was too cold outside. If it were delivered normally, the food would likely be ice-cold by the time it arrived.
Mainly… she could take this opportunity to see if there were any other secrets in this room.
Jiang Mengxin stood up and pretended to go to the window to admire the scenery, but her peripheral vision scanned the entire room—every corner, every detail.
The bedding, the nightstand, the fallen snow on the windowsill, and the occasional strands of cat hair on the floor.
Everything seemed so normal.
The snow outside grew heavier; it looked like it would fall for a while.
A crescent moon emerged, its shimmering light weak and pitiful.
‘Little Mumu, your secret… I think I’ve already sensed it…’
Jiang Mengxin looked up, staring at the moonlight as if lost in thought.
Some answers were far too incredible.
Before there was clear evidence, she shouldn’t jump to conclusions…
“Phew!” Su Mumu let out a satisfied breath. “That was a hard-fought battle! MVP obtained, and two stars!”
“Good work, small national rank player.” Jiang Mengxin turned back and smiled.
The windowsill, the flying snow, the soft moonlight, and the messy strands of hair—Jiang Mengxin looked truly beautiful at this moment.
The tenderness in her eyes was nearly overflowing.
Su Mumu felt a bit confused. “Xin Xin, aren’t you cold? What are you doing leaning against the window?”
Jiang Mengxin’s smile was faint. “Just thinking about some things.”
Su Mumu tilted her head. “What things?”
Jiang Mengxin brushed the traces of snow off her sleeves, walked gracefully to the bed, and sat down. “Things between Mumu and me, about our future.”
What kind of statement was that…?
Wait, sister, the way you said that is so weird.
“What, are you going to marry me?” Su Mumu was speechless.
Jiang Mengxin hummed for a moment. “Is that okay?”
Su Mumu froze. “What…? What do you mean ‘is that okay’?”
Jiang Mengxin smoothed her hair at her temples with her fingertips. “Exactly what it sounds like.”
‘So my best friend, all your strange behavior lately is because… you have feelings for me?!’
Su Mumu felt like her worldview was about to shatter.
So, the sudden confrontation this morning was because of suspicion and possessiveness causing her to lose emotional control?
And she seemed jealous when they entered the room just now…
What the heck… you should have just said so!
You’ve been scaring me for ages!
I thought you had found out my secret about becoming a fox demon!
Honestly.
All that worrying for nothing…
Su Mumu’s internal monologue was incredibly intense.
But overall, she felt a sense of relief and a slight touch of joy. At least Jiang Mengxin didn’t suspect her, so that was good…
“Is it not okay?” Jiang Mengxin’s eyes dimmed slightly.
“Of course it’s okay~~” Su Mumu beamed.
“Then…” Jiang Mengxin appeared very conflicted, her brows knitting together.
“Hmm?” Su Mumu was puzzled.
“In the future, whatever you do, you have to report it to me…”
Jiang Mengxin took on a serious expression and leaned in, gazing into Su Mumu’s eyes from a close distance.
That look was like a puppy begging… it was truly impossible to refuse.
“Fine, I get it.” Su Mumu nodded.
“Yay!” Jiang Mengxin cheered, joy overflowing on her face as she grabbed Su Mumu’s hands. “Then it’s a deal. You’re not allowed to go back on it.”
“I definitely won’t…” Su Mumu resisted slightly, turning her face away a bit. “You’re too close, Xin Xin.”
“Mumu is blushing again, how cute.” Jiang Mengxin let go of her hands and teased her.
“I’m just hot because I just finished a match where we were losing, I can’t help it!” Su Mumu got off the bed. “I’m going to wash my face.”
“Okay, be careful not to slip.” Jiang Mengxin reminded her.
She watched as Su Mumu entered the bathroom.
Once the bathroom door closed and the lock clicked.
At that moment, Jiang Mengxin’s warm smile vanished.
She looked lost, her eyes cast downward as she spread her palm, feeling the lingering warmth from holding hands earlier, staring blankly.
***
During the meal, Su Mumu finally realized that Jiang Mengxin had ordered braised chicken with potatoes.
Plus two servings of instant noodles, they gorged themselves.
Since Jiang Mengxin ordered it, she just had to eat it~~~
It wasn’t that she actually wanted to eat chicken.
Hehe~~
After finishing the meal, as usual, they gave the leftovers to Tangyuan and chatted like they always did.
“Mumu, look at this.” Jiang Mengxin flicked her fingers, and a crystal-clear little hair clip floated above her palm.
“Holy crap, that’s so cool!?” Su Mumu’s interest was instantly piqued. “Is that a hair clip? A flying hair clip?”
“It’s a sidearm sword!” Jiang Mengxin handed the small hair clip to Su Mumu and added, “High-end sidearm swords all have the ability to shrink at will.”
“High-end…” Su Mumu muttered to herself in disbelief. The hair clip lay quietly in her palm. “How much did this cost?”
“Not much, not much.” Jiang Mengxin smiled. “Well? Do you like it?”
“I love it! But… why did you suddenly buy this, Xin Xin?”
“Tomorrow is the sword cultivation class. We can’t keep using those low-quality Xuantie swords at school, can we? They’re always shared, and the hilts are all grimy.” Jiang Mengxin said, “I bought one for myself, too.”
As she spoke, she summoned her own sidearm sword.
In appearance, it wasn’t much different; they looked like a matching pair.
Only the color of the hilt was different.
Jiang Mengxin’s hilt was green, like a vine, filled with vibrant vitality.
Meanwhile, Su Mumu’s hilt was snow-white, like condensed frost.
“Mumu, give your sword a name.” Jiang Mengxin said with a smile in her eyes. “It’s said that high-end sidearm swords have a chance to develop a sword spirit in the future.”
“I see…” Su Mumu fell into deep thought, knitting her brows and rubbing her chin. “What should I call it?”
“Inside my sword is a flawless life crystal, symbolizing endless power, so…” Jiang Mengxin gently closed her palm, gripping the sword. “I call it—Ximu.”
Endless rest.
“Ximu? If it’s endless life, why make it rest?” Su Mumu was confused.
Jiang Mengxin extended a slender finger and wagged it back and forth. “That which is endless will also rest. To be self-sufficient without seeking from the outside—therefore, resting is the end of the infinite.”
“Uh… I don’t get it.” Su Mumu broke into a cold sweat.
“Hahaha, it’s fine. You can name it later once you’ve thought of something.” Jiang Mengxin stood up and tucked in her clothes. “All right, the snow has stopped. I’ll head back now. See you tomorrow morning.”
“Okay, be safe on the way back, Xin Xin.” Su Mumu waved.
—Clang.
With the sound of the door closing, Jiang Mengxin left, taking the scent of gardenias with her.
Su Mumu’s brow gradually relaxed as she fell into thought.
Well, should she try practicing with the sword?
She remembered the **[Demon Encyclopedia Directory Details]**.
Third Rule: The yao race cannot practice the sword. Reason: Demon Qi is fierce and uncontrollable; they cannot condense Sword Intent or release Sword Moves.
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