novelraw Chapter 42 The Distance for a Convenient Kiss
Chapter 42 The Distance for a Convenient Kiss
A deep bell rang out, and gentle music echoed through the courtyard.
It's eight o'clock.
All eyes were focused on the 15 pure white flowers in the courtyard.
One of the sacred epiphyllum flowers quietly raised its head, and its tightly closed petals slightly opened.
This is a sign of blossoming.
Following that, the remaining Epiphyllum flowers also underwent significant changes.
The bright moonlight shines on the pure white petals, a delicate fragrance wafts through the air, and the petals sway gently in the night breeze, as if a fairy from the moon has descended to show off her beauty to the world.
Looking at the beautiful scenery before her, Ye Jingxi said, "There's an old Chinese idiom, 'a flash in the pan,' which means something beautiful only lasts a very short time."
Wen Wei took a picture and casually asked, "Then why has it changed now?"
"Because it appears fragile, yet it has survived space radiation, and beneath its beautiful exterior lies an extremely tenacious vitality. Even though its blooming period is extremely short, it exhausts all its accumulated strength each time to bloom proudly."
The speaker was none other than Jiang Xun, who had remained detached from the situation: "People are no longer willing to associate such beautiful things with negative metaphors."
The epiphyllum seemed to have given Jiang Xunxin new inspiration, as he said a lot more: "When the flower blooms, the beauty of that instant is enough to captivate the world and be forever engraved in people's hearts, while the budding before and the withering after will be gradually forgotten with the passage of time. Therefore, the instant is also eternity."
[Only when Xun Ge is serious can I truly feel that he is a singer-songwriter.]
He's just so romantic; otherwise, he wouldn't be able to write so many love songs.
Jiang Hong exclaimed, "Brother, you're so philosophical!"
Jiang Xun uttered two words: "Indeed."
Jiang Hong: "..."
He's not humble at all.
Wen Shumu gazed thoughtfully at the slowly blooming Holy Epiphyllum.
Love is captured in its bloom.
This is the meaning of the Holy Epiphyllum today.
Most of the couples who come to the ancient village specifically to admire the sacred epiphyllum are deeply in love and yearn for a lasting relationship.
On the surface, it seems to be a wish that love will forever remain frozen at its most passionate moment.
But perhaps it also implies another meaning: even if we can't go all the way, having had the most beautiful moment is enough.
It takes some time for the petals to fully unfold.
Strangely, there wasn't a single conversation during this time.
Some were attracted by the beauty of the Epiphyllum oxypetalum, while others were thinking about the person hidden in their hearts.
About an hour later, all the flowers unfurled their petals, revealing pale yellow stamens, and, accompanied by soft music, danced under the moon in the night breeze for those who had come for them.
The sight before him elicited a silent gasp of amazement from Wen Shumu.
He was secretly marveling at how beautiful the flowers were, wanting to share his thoughts with Ling Suyu, when his gaze drifted in his direction and he inadvertently caught sight of Wen Wei and Ye Jingxi.
In the tranquil atmosphere, Ye Jingxi smiled and turned her head, placing a gentle kiss on the lips of the orange-brown Beta.
Wen Shumu hurriedly averted his gaze and stared straight at the Holy Epiphyllum in the distance.
But I couldn't concentrate on watching it anymore.
A hint of envy flickered in his eyes.
If his brother could kiss him first...
How happy that would be!
Thinking of this, Wen Shumu raised his eyelashes and quietly turned his gaze to the Alpha beside him.
Ling Suyu was closer to Wen Wei and the others, so he naturally saw it too.
The cold and stern marshal's mind was in turmoil, but he still turned his face away without showing any emotion, maintaining a calm mask. However, he was completely stunned the moment he inadvertently met Wen Shumu's gaze.
The night blends with the moonlight, and the fragrance of flowers lingers around the village tower, gently enveloping those gazing at each other under the moon.
The sacred epiphyllum in the center of the courtyard seemed to sense the hidden love, and gracefully opened a little more.
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As we stepped out of the village gate, the darkness in the distant sky seemed even more intense and profound, but thankfully, the presence of numerous stars prevented it from feeling too oppressive.
Chu Zhao and Ludwig walked at the front. They seemed to be talking about some kind of mecha league and started arguing again.
Jiang Hong hesitated whether to try to mediate the fight, but was stopped by her older brother.
"The more they argue, the better their relationship becomes," Jiang Xun said calmly.
Jiang Hong glanced suspiciously at the two people in front of him who were arguing more and more intensely, and it looked like they were about to fight at any moment.
How can they have a good relationship?
Ye Jingxi clung to Wen Wei's arm, looking shy and clingy. If it weren't for his height, one would really wonder if he was an Alpha.
[Does Dr. Ye work like this all the time?]
[I work at the First Hospital of the Federal Capital, but not in the same department as Dr. Ye. He's usually very calm and collected, completely different from how he appears on the live stream.]
[Isn't this easy to understand? Can you be the same in front of your wife as you are at work?]
[Wasn't the atmosphere great when the Marshal carried Mumu yesterday? Why are they so far apart today?]
They were probably shy because there were outsiders present.
[I understand now. You imperial people are just too conservative. As long as there are outsiders around, the Marshal and his wife are lukewarm and respectful to each other, but as soon as the outsiders leave, they start being all lovey-dovey.]
Compared to the close bond between Wen Wei and Ye Jingxi, Wen Shumu and Ling Suyu, who were walking at the back, seemed somewhat distant.
The two maintained a certain distance from each other, each lost in their own thoughts.
After the hovercar started, it drove directly to the Floating Star Spaceport; they were heading to their next planet.
Heck and the others were already in place, waiting outside the starship to welcome the Marshal and his wife.
The other guests had gradually gotten used to the spectacle and followed the two into the starship.
Ke Mo still doesn't plan to tell them where they're going next, only mentioning as they parted, "It's too late today, everyone get some rest first, we'll talk about it when we're awake."
The luxurious starship that Yi Hao prepared for the Marshal and his wife's trip was spacious and luxurious, with many rooms in the accommodation area, enough for each of the eight guests to have a room.
It was already late at night, and everyone returned to their respective rooms.
Wen Shumu was a little depressed. The room on the starship was nice, but he couldn't sleep with Ling Suyu anymore.
He stood in front of his room, looking at Ling Suyu not far away, intending to wait until Ling Suyu went in before going in himself.
The black-haired Alpha raised his hand as if to open the door, but quickly stopped in mid-air and slowly lowered it.
Wen Shumu blinked and saw Alpha turn around and walk towards him.
Ling Suyu stopped in front of him, very close, at a convenient... kissing distance.
Wen Shumu looked up at him, her gaze intense: "Brother, is there anything else?"
The Alpha in front of him took a deep breath, finally made up his mind, and lowered his head to gently kiss Wen Shumu's forehead.
Instantly separate.
This time, Ling Suyu's ears turned red, and her face also flushed slightly.
His usually aloof blue eyes softened with a hint of tenderness as he whispered, "Xiao Mu, goodnight."
Wen Shumu stood there in a daze for a long time. When he came to his senses, the corridor was already empty.
If it weren't for the vivid, warm touch on his forehead, he would have thought he was dreaming.
He reached up to his forehead, his fingers gently tracing the spot where Ling Suyu had kissed him.
The kiss was soft and warm, with a hint of cautious awkwardness.
His brother kissed him first!
Wen Shumu lowered his hand, a bright smile appearing on his face, even a little silly because he was so happy.
His lingering gaze fell on Ling Suyu's door, and he whispered:
Goodnight, brother.
Goodnight, my husband.