novelraw Chapter 1047: Fourth Senior Brother's Familiarity, No Backup Plan (1)
Chapter 1047: Fourth Senior Brother's Familiarity, No Backup Plan (1)
Chapter 1047: Fourth Senior Brother’s Familiarity, No Backup Plan (1)
He furrowed his brows, a visible expression of shock on his face.
Raphael, rarely seeing him display such an expression, raised an eyebrow slightly. “Old Four, what’s wrong with you? She is indeed quite pretty, but I thought you weren’t interested in women?”
Their sect, Cloud Summit, was often referred to as a monastery for monks and nuns.
Each of the senior and junior disciples excelled in their respective fields, but when it came to remaining single, they all seemed to compete as if they could continue forever.
At least he was the second most sociable one in the sect, second only to the Second Senior Sister.
Lang Xuan, perhaps because he spent too much time with the Elder Senior Brother, had grown increasingly stern, which certainly wouldn’t win the favor of any girls.
“She...” Lang Xuan’s brows knit tightly as his eyes remained fixed on Si Fuqing. “She gives me a very familiar feeling.”
“Familiar?” Raphael also looked at her carefully. “That’s impossible. She’s always been in the Great Xia Empire, and you’ve never been there.”
Lang Xuan took a deep breath, his eyelashes trembling slightly. “It’s like...”
Yet the following three words just wouldn’t come out.
He knew very well that their Little Junior Sister had been dead for four years, taken away by an explosion.
Not even her bones had remained.
In the end, they could only bury some of her belongings and set up a cenotaph.@@@@
Even after all this time, Lang Xuan still found it hard to accept.
When Si Fuqing, dressed in a white lab coat, entered the internship room with the other intern doctors, it gave him the surreal feeling of seeing his junior sister busily working in the lab, as if in another lifetime.
For a moment, Lang Xuan almost believed that his Little Senior Sister was standing right in front of them.
He frowned.
After returning from Eastern Mulberry, the Fifth Junior Brother had been taken away by the Holy Light Tribunal. The tribunal lasted seven days, and if no charges were found, he would be released.
Their master was still in seclusion, so they couldn’t interfere and could only wait.
Lang Xuan opened the registration forms and began reviewing Si Fuqing’s information.
**
That evening, the plane landed in the Muston Dukedom.
The International Joint Examination Committee had arranged for a hotel, sponsored by the Duke of Muston.
Si Fuqing was in the process of changing a setting in Yu Xiheng’s WeChat when an unexpected call came in.
She reached out. “There’s a call.”
Yu Xiheng, resting his head on his hand, was unconcerned. “Go ahead and take it.”
“Alright.” Si Fuqing pressed the answer button and put it on speakerphone.
As soon as the call connected, the voice on the other end immediately said, “Little Nine, stop being so stubborn. Do you really think your status in the industry is so high that Miss An can wait for you? You’re already twenty-eight years old, and if you continue like this...”
Before Si Fuqing could respond, a hand reached from behind her, pressing the hang-up button.
They were so close that she could clearly feel the warmth of his body and the fresh scent of osmanthus under the moonlight.
Yu Xiheng, however, acted as if he didn’t notice, maintaining that posture as he blocked the number.
“Meow, meow!”
A pure white, odd-eyed cat walked over gracefully, stopping at Yu Xiheng’s pant leg.