Get up. At night, all three aunties had their side effects act up and needed to cuddle with White Night to get better.
Little Frost was the first to cuddle White Night and gave the Rusty Bicycle a big maintenance.
Mu Yingying came next. She didn’t bother with beating around the bush and directly pounced over to hug.
“Auntie missed Night Night so much, Auntie missed Night Night so much.”
White Peace, on the other hand, cuddled White Night’s soul body.
She walked over barefoot and pulled White Night’s soul body into her arms.
Her chin rested in the hollow of White Night’s shoulder, rubbing and rubbing. Her white hair spilled over White Night’s soul body, making White Night itch, and her heart itch too.
“Little White Night, this time I won’t let you leave again.”
As she spoke, she continued cuddling. White Night’s soul body got passed around for a round of cuddling. Her face blushed until it was hot. Her soul body took on a faint pink hue.
After giving the Little Bicycle a big maintenance, everyone finally went to sleep satisfied. The small house in Hundred Flowers Town had a narrow little bed, and the four of them fit just right when squeezed together. White Peace slept holding White Night’s soul body. Little Frost continued hugging the Rusty Bicycle. Mu Yingying also hugged the other side and snored loudly.
Night grew deep. Only White Peace squinted her eyes.
White Peace was preparing to catch the little thief who secretly kissed White Night.
That little thief had even swollen White Night’s lips from kissing—of course she couldn’t just stand by and do nothing. White Peace turned her head to glance at the sleeping White Night.
Her small mouth had long since returned to normal, and her soul body had recovered too.
But the swelling from that morning—how long had she been kissed? She recalled that night when she herself slept like a log, completely unaware.
That wasn’t natural sleep; it had been tampered with. Something that could tamper with her without her noticing was definitely not simple.
In any case, White Peace decided she had to catch that thing.
In the small house, there were only three breaths.
Little Frost’s breathing was very steady.
Mu Yingying’s breathing carried faint snoring. White Night’s soul body had no breath.
White Peace’s hand holding White Night didn’t move. She pressed her own aura extremely low, reducing her presence to the minimum.
To ordinary beings, she was almost equivalent to disappearing at that moment. Only a keen soul could detect that she was still awake. She continued waiting. The night grew deeper.
Little Frost’s breathing was steady at first, then gradually became rapid.
Her brow twitched slightly.
A transparent phantom slowly floated out.
The phantom looked exactly like Little Frost, but there was a hint of chill and greed in her eyes and brows. This was the soul White Night had guessed about before.
The phantom hovered in midair, its gaze sweeping over the sleeping crowd.
Mu Yingying was on the bed, White Peace was holding White Night, and White Night was in White Peace’s arms.
Then the phantom raised its hand and waved.
A ring of invisible ripples spread out. Mu Yingying’s snoring vanished, and Little Frost also had no movement. White Peace’s arm around White Night loosened slightly, as if slipping away in a dream.
The phantom eagerly floated to White Night’s side, then leaned down. Warm breath fell on White Night’s face. She brought her small mouth close to White Night’s slightly parted lips, just at the moment of contact—
White Peace’s hand shot out from under the blanket. Without any warning, she grabbed hold of its nape.
The phantom abruptly stopped moving. Its entire form halted in midair, not daring to budge.
White Peace opened her eyes. Her pitch-black pupils glared at the phantom, causing the guilty phantom to tremble.
“Got you.”
White Peace sneered.
The phantom reacted extremely quickly. It didn’t struggle or scream.
It directly turned into a wisp of smoke and slipped out of her palm, swiftly diving back into Little Frost’s body.
No more than half a second passed.
White Peace grabbed at empty air. Her hand hung in midair, staring at the residual chill in her palm, then narrowed her eyes.
“Fast runner.”
She had anticipated the phantom would flee, but not this quickly.
Even someone like her couldn’t hold onto it.
Of course, it was also because she didn’t want to hurt Little Frost—after all, White Night cared deeply about Little Frost.
And that soul just now, she could sense it came from the same source and root as Little Frost. It seemed this soul’s origin was very complicated.
White Peace sat up and casually snapped her fingers.
The oil lamp in the room ignited without wind, its dim yellow light dispelling the darkness. Then she reached out and patted Little Frost’s shoulder.
“Get up.”
Little Frost was still groggy; she was really sleepy.
“What’s wrong?”
Her voice was hoarse as her hand groped toward the bike frame—she was making sure White Night was still there.
“That thing on you—I just caught it.”
White Peace stated directly.
Little Frost was taken aback.
“What thing?”
“The soul inside you.”
White Night also woke up. She floated over from the bike basket and stopped in front of Little Frost.
Little Frost’s expression became dazed. Then she opened her mouth wide.
“There really is a soul inside me?”
“Really.”
White Peace said.
“Just now, that phantom came out of your body and tried to kiss White Night.”
“I didn’t catch it. It ran back into your body.”
Little Frost stood frozen in place.
She lowered her head to look at her chest but found nothing unusual. Little Frost lifted her head to look at White Night, then at White Peace.
“I really didn’t know.”
Her voice carried a trace of panic.
“I’ve never felt it before.”
“Every time I wake up, I just wake up. I don’t remember anything.”
She looked at White Night, her eyes full of apology. Before she could even speak, guilt overflowed.
“Auntie Frost, don’t worry. I believe you.”
White Night quickly reassured her.
“Auntie Frost, you don’t need to explain to me.”
“I know you didn’t do it on purpose.”
Little Frost looked at White Night, her lips moving slightly.
“I’m sorry.”
“It’s okay.”
White Night waved her hand.
“It was just a kiss, that’s all.”
White Night didn’t mention at all that she had almost been choked to death earlier—she didn’t want Auntie Frost to bear too much psychological burden.
After all, she herself was unaware.
“It’s a huge deal!”
Mu Yingying had woken up at some point and sprang straight up from the bed. Her hair was a mess, and there were crease marks on her cheeks.
But her eyes were extremely bright. She threw off the covers, crossed her legs on the bed, and put on a serious face.
“Big Fat Butt Frost, eating alone like this isn’t right.”
Little Frost was speechless.
“Fine, so you kissed her and even made her lips swell.”
Mu Yingying kept shouting.
“At the time, we all suspected you did something bad at night.”
“Now you’re saying it wasn’t you.”
“But that was still the you inside you, broadly speaking, it was still you!”
White Peace couldn’t help but laugh. Little Frost was very frustrated.
“So I suggest—”
Mu Yingying pointed at herself.
“To make up for the mental damage I’ve suffered.”
“To uphold fairness and justice.”
“I want to kiss too.”
“Don’t mess around. Go to sleep, got it?”
Little Frost immediately shot back.
“No way, this is my due duty.”
Mu Yingying wouldn’t let it go.
“Get lost, or do you want me to beat you to death?”
“So grumpy, not gentle at all. Only Little White Night with her good temper would like you.”
Mu Yingying shrunk back under the covers, still muttering.
“One person eating alone brings bad luck to the whole family.”
White Night’s soul body trembled with laughter.
White Peace watched this scene without joining the bickering.
Her gaze lingered on Little Frost’s face. It had returned to calm, showing no abnormality.
She knew in her heart that she wouldn’t catch it tonight. After that soul’s setback, it wouldn’t come out easily for a while.
“Without hurting you,”
White Peace said,
“I can’t pull out the soul inside you.”
“We’ll have to figure something out later.”
Little Frost nodded.
She seemed a bit dazed—after all, she had just learned another soul was living in her body, and it would sneak out while she slept to kiss White Night. There was nothing she could do about it.
White Night floated to her side.
“Frost, are you feeling uncomfortable anywhere?”
She was still very worried about Little Frost’s condition.
Little Frost looked at White Night.
“Uncomfortable?”
Little Frost thought for a moment.
“No.”
White Night breathed a sigh of relief.
“Just kind of having another thought.”
Little Frost paused, then leaned in and lowered her voice.
“I really want to kiss you right now.”
Hearing this, White Night was very surprised.
Her face instantly turned red, from the root of her ears all the way to her neck. Even her golden halo took on a pink tint.
Little Frost looked at her reaction and couldn’t help smiling.
It took White Night several seconds to realize that the other was joking.
She looked at Little Frost.
The other didn’t avoid her gaze; instead, she raised her hand and gently patted White Night’s head.
It was a hint not to worry.
She didn’t really want to kiss—she was just telling White Night she was fine.
She was still the same Auntie Frost as before.
White Night couldn’t help laughing out loud. The tense atmosphere immediately relaxed.
“Auntie Frost, you scared me on purpose.”
“Just joking. Don’t worry so much, okay?”
Little Frost’s eyes were full of undisguised laughter. She reached out and lightly pressed White Night’s soul body back into the bike basket, her movements very gentle.
Mu Yingying poked her head out from under the covers again.
“I told you, eating alone is so smooth.”
“The moment kissing comes up, you blush.”
“Say that one more time.”
Little Frost slowly turned her head to look at her.
“I’ll shut up.”
Mu Yingying quickly retreated.
White Peace watched them interact and horse around, then looked at White Night’s smile toward the two aunties.
She couldn’t help smiling herself.
That little thief wasn’t much of a threat and didn’t intend to harm White Night. And since everyone couldn’t catch her, they could only continue resting.
At that moment, the oil lamp’s flame flickered on the table, and outside the window was the quiet night.
Although tonight had a small incident, it was still a peaceful night. When dawn came, they would leave Hundred Flowers Town.