Ayaka suddenly wanted to go back. Despite a year of hard work studying, Ayaka still had the delusions of a little girl.

He fantasized about going home to see his father and mother, and his brother who had taken time off from his work...

but...

The house remained pitch black, and the candles hanging in the hallway were nowhere near as bright as the fireworks in the sky.

The winter wind carried the chill of melting snow, and Ayaka, standing in the corridor, also felt a chill.

This is Ayaka's home, but Ayaka feels increasingly unfamiliar with it.

No familiar father or mother, no familiar laughter...

They didn't even know where to go.

At that time, Ayaka only wanted to get to a warmer, brighter place.

But...where should that be?

Ayaka looked up in a daze, but what she saw was not a dark sky.

A bright, clear lamp flew out from a corner, illuminating a part of the darkness in Ayaka's vision.

Chapter 206 The Real Young Lady!

The bright lights in the sky caught Ayaka's attention.

She watched the lantern fly higher and higher, burn out completely, and then fall back into darkness.

The disappearance of the light in her eyes left Ayaka feeling lost, but out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of another bright lamp flying out from not far away.

The flying lanterns made Ayaka unconsciously walk in that direction.

What she saw was Mu Xian-kun, who should still be busy outside, the Kamisato family butler who was supposed to return later...

The boy held a bright lamp in his hand, and the light from the lamp shone on his face through the paper, just like the fireworks that used to shine on Linghua's face.

The bright light allowed Ayaka to see the boy's expression.

The smile wasn't the one he wore when he was alone; his face held a melancholy that seemed to conceal something, and he stared intently at the lamp in his hand.

But the lamp in his hand slowly flew away, and as he looked at the lamp, the melancholy on his face never disappeared.

"Excuse me..." Ayaka walked over and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Young Miss..."

The voice made Mu Xianjun turn around, revealing the same smile he had when he first met Linghua.

"Do you want to release some lanterns too?"

No...that's not the same...

Linghua saw that there was more to his smile than before.

That night, Mu Xianjun pointed to the other side of the sea and said that Liyue on the other side was also celebrating the Lantern Festival.

The Lantern of the Sea is a feature from the Lantern Festival; it represents the Liyue people's best wishes for the new year...

He said his most memorable experience was watching the Lantern Festival from a distant mountain.

"My master and fellow disciples are all gone; I'm all alone on this dark mountain..."

"But Liyue Harbor was really lively back then!"

"One after another, lanterns flew out of Liyue Harbor, as if to take the liveliness of Liyue Harbor to the sky."

When Mu Xianjun said this, he was looking up at the sky, and his tone seemed to be happy.

However, Ayaka knew perfectly well that she wasn't happy about any of this.

It was so dark... so quiet...

There was clearly only one person...

Linghua looked at Mu Xianjun, trying to discern some disappointment in his smile.

But instead of feeling disappointed, he suddenly turned to look at Ayaka.

"Young Miss, do you know..."

"Actually, I am a nobleman just like you!"

It was still that same smile, but this smile gave Ayaka a different feeling.

"Back in Mondstadt, back in Liyue..."

"I met many nobles, and I also met many young ladies..."

"But..."

"You are the only true young lady I have ever met!"

The blond boy's eyes shone with starlight, more dazzling than the stars in the sky or the lanterns in the heavens.

"It's hard not to like a young lady like that..."

"How lucky I am to have met such a young lady!"

...

"Yes... I'm really lucky..."

"I'm so lucky to have met someone like Mu Xianjun!"

Unlike the smile of Mu Xianjun in her memory, Ayaka spoke these words with a bitter tone...

I like it...

Ayaka's mother told her that she would definitely meet someone she liked.

Ayaka's mother told her that she must marry the person she loves.

But her mother only told Ayaka that liking someone was like the love at first sight in a storybook.

She didn't tell him that her feelings for him had deepened day by day, becoming so profound that she couldn't extricate herself.

It wasn't until much, much later that Ayaka realized it wasn't just sword practice that made her heart race...

It wasn't until much later that Ayaka realized she only became timid in front of Mu Xianjun...

It wasn't until much, much later that Ayaka realized her unease might just be a form of anticipation...

It wasn't until much, much later that Ayaka realized all of this was because she liked...

It was so long that I heard the news of his death from my older brother...

It's been so long since I met Mu Xianjun again...

-but why...

Why did it take so long?

It's been so long since Mu Xianjun smiled at me, and it's been so long since he's said he likes me like he used to...

Why did I only remember this now?

Linghua stared blankly at the departing figure in the distance; she still remembered that New Year's Day.

She remembers that day, she wanted to give a different response than before.

But on that same day, his elder brother, who should have been busy with other matters, suddenly appeared...

—Just like... just like today.

Ayato walked up to Ayaka, his eyes filled with complex emotions as he looked at the silent, unassuming figure standing to the side.

"Ayaka...I'm sorry..."

He squatted down and reached out to help his sister up, but was met with a hard shove from Linghua.

Linghua didn't say anything, she just kept watching the departing figure in the distance, and kept using her hands to slowly get up from the ground.

Ayato seemed to want to help, but his hand, which he had grabbed, was once again shaken off.

Ayaka got up from the ground, brushed off the dirt clinging to her body, and dusted off her hair.

With her eyes half-closed, she took a small step forward, her elegant posture just like the true young lady Mu Xianjun had described in his memory...

Their leisurely pace gradually quickened.

Ayaka knows that the former Mu Xianjun really liked her...

But...But...

No matter how much she resembles the ideal young lady Mu Xianjun describes, Mu Xianjun will never look back.

So she had to catch up, step by step!

The unprecedented effort of running caused her to fall to the ground again. Numb, Ayaka seemed to feel no pain, and simply used her hands to push herself up from the ground.

One hand took Linghua's right hand and helped her up.

Thinking it was her brother again, Ayaka tried to shake off the hand, but then she smelled an unusual medicinal fragrance.

The scent of medicine drew Linghua's attention, and she discovered that the person who had helped her up was Xiaobaidai.

When Ayaka saw Momoyo, she wanted to say something, but a dizzy feeling came over her.

Ayaka, still groggy, realized what was happening and tried to push Momoyo away.

But before he could raise his other hand, his eyelids slowly drooped.

In the blur, she heard her brother's voice.

"I'm sorry..."

"I can't let you degrade yourself like this..."

"Your brother will take care of the mistakes he made..."

Silent Ayaka watched the receding figure, as if it would disappear from her sight in the next instant.

—But...but why give up like this?

—Mu Xian was right in front of me...

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