I raised stunning young ladies, but they all wanted to possess me.

Several seconds passed.

Pei Yuran then raised her head.

Looking at Gu Yan.

"Then...then I'll eat with you."

As she spoke, she picked up her chopsticks.

I picked up a piece of fried egg.

took a bite.

His brows furrowed again.

But she didn't vomit.

He forced it down.

Gu Yan was stunned.

"Yu Ran, you..."

Pei Yuran looked at him.

"If you eat, I'll eat."

He paused for a moment.

"If you can swallow it, so can I."

Gu Yan's heart skipped a beat.

He looked at the girl in front of him.

In the sunlight, her face was exquisitely beautiful with a cool and serene expression.

But those eyes were so earnest that they made his heart race.

He took a deep breath.

"Yu Ran, you're like this..."

Pei Yuran picked up another piece of fried egg.

It was brought to his lips.

"eat."

Gu Yan stared at her blankly.

Look at the chopsticks in her hand.

Looking into her earnest eyes.

He opened his mouth.

took a bite.

Pei Yuran also picked up a piece.

Put it in your mouth.

The two of them took turns eating, one bite for each other.

I finished that plate of terribly awful fried eggs.

He finished the whole pot of undercooked porridge.

Finally, Gu Yan put down her chopsticks.

He felt his stomach protesting.

But he looked at Pei Yuran.

Pei Yuran was also looking at him.

Neither of them spoke.

The sunlight shone down and fell on them.

warm.

Several seconds passed.

Gu Yan then spoke.

"Yu Ran".

"Um?"

"Don't cook next time."

Pei Yuran looked at him.

"It doesn't taste good?"

Gu Yan smiled.

"no."

"It's because I don't want you to work so hard."

Pei Yuran was stunned.

She looked at Gu Yan.

Suddenly, a layer of mist appeared in those icy blue eyes.

It's very light.

But it does exist.

She quickly lowered her head.

I didn't want Gu Yan to see it.

Several seconds passed.

She then spoke softly.

"It's not hard work."

He paused for a moment.

I want to make it for you.

Gu Yan's heart melted completely.

He reached out, wanting to touch her head.

But he stopped halfway through reaching out his hand.

That gesture is too ambiguous.

He coughed lightly.

"that……"

"Didn't you say you were going to dance for me?"

Pei Yuran raised her head.

The tears in her eyes had cleared.

She nodded.

"Um."

Then she stood up.

Walk to the center of the courtyard.

The sunlight shone on her, giving her a faint golden glow.

She wore a white long dress today, the hem of which reached her ankles.

A light blue ribbon was tied around her waist, outlining her slender figure.

Her long hair cascaded down her back like a waterfall.

A few stray hairs fell beside her cheeks, making her face look even more delicate.

She's so beautiful she doesn't look real.

Gu Yan sat on the stone chair, looking at her.

A strange feeling suddenly welled up inside me.

That feeling is called...

look forward to.

Pei Yuran stopped.

She took a deep breath.

then.

She moved.

There is no music.

There was no accompaniment.

Only the sound of the wind, the sunlight, and her figure.

But Gu Yan was stunned after just one glance.

This is not an ordinary dance.

This is a sword dance.

Pei Yuran had no sword in her hand.

But every movement she made was imbued with the intent of a sword.

He raised his hand, like a sword being drawn from its sheath.

He turned around and swept across like a sword.

It leaps, like a sword piercing the sky.

Her body was as soft as water, yet as sharp as ice.

Every movement was breathtakingly beautiful.

Yet it also carried a chilling killing intent.

That contradictory feeling.

Coolness and intensity, gentleness and strength, are blended together.

It's so captivating that you can't take your eyes off it.

Gu Yan was stunned.

He had never seen a dance like this before.

No, he had seen it.

That night, Pei Youyi danced.

The dance was gentle and lingering, as if it were telling a story.

But Pei Yuran's dance is different.

The dance was sharp and resolute, as if it were proclaiming something.

What does it signify?

he does not know.

But he could sense it.

Her heartfelt feelings are contained in this dance.

She had something to say.

She had feelings she couldn't express.

Sunlight shone on her, flowing with her movements.

Her skirt fluttered like a blooming flower.

Her long hair flowed like a cascading waterfall.

That aloof and stunningly beautiful face now held an unprecedented seriousness.

Every glance, every expression, seemed to be speaking to him.

As Gu Yan watched, she suddenly forgot to breathe.

He forgot that he was at the Pei family's residence.

He forgot that countless people outside were looking for him.

He forgot that he only had a little over three years left to live.

He only saw a girl.

A girl dancing for him in the sunlight.

I jumped for a long time.

long time.

at last.

Pei Yuran stopped in her tracks.

She stood in the middle of the courtyard, slightly out of breath.

Her chest heaved, and her face was flushed.

The sunlight shone on her, outlining her exquisite curves.

She looked at Gu Yan.

Those icy blue eyes held a hint of nervousness.

It's like asking a question.

Does it look good?

Gu Yan stood there, stunned.

He was speechless for a long time.

Then he stood up.

I want to walk over there.

Just took a step.

Suddenly, there was no one in front of me.

A pleasant fragrance wafted into my nose.

very familiar.

It's the fragrance on Pei Yuran's body.

A cool, icy scent.

He was stunned.

He turned his head.

Pei Yuran was already standing next to him without him noticing.

I just stood there, watching him.

Close at hand.

He was so close that he could see the curve of her eyelashes.

I was so close I could feel her body temperature.

Gu Yan was stunned.

"Yu Ran, when...when did you get here?"

Pei Yuran looked at him.

"Just now."

He paused for a moment.

"After I finished dancing, I came over."

Gu Yan opened her mouth.

"Why...why do you walk so quietly?"

Pei Yuran tilted her head.

"There's a sound."

Didn't you hear me?

Gu Yan: "..."

He took a deep breath.

"Um... you danced very well."

"It's really good."

Pei Yuran's eyes lit up slightly.

"real?"

Gu Yan nodded.

"real."

"It's even better than I imagined."

Pei Yuran's lips curved into a small smile.

The arc is very small.

But Gu Yan saw it.

A sudden impulse welled up inside him.

I want to hug her.

But he held back.

No.

That's too ambiguous.

He coughed lightly.

"Um... what's the name of this dance?"

Pei Yuran looked at him.

"Sword Dance".

He paused for a moment.

"The Pei family's sword dance."

Gu Yan nodded.

"That's impressive."

"I thought all you knew was swordsmanship."

"I never knew you could dance so well."

Pei Yuran shook her head.

"no the same."

"Sword dance is swordsmanship."

"Turn swordsmanship into dance."

Gu Yan was stunned.

Turn swordsmanship into dance?

How long will it take to practice?

He was thinking about it.

Suddenly, I smelled a pleasant and familiar fragrance.

Gu Yan's pupils contracted, and she turned around.

It is Pei Youyi.

At some point, Pei Youyi appeared behind her.

She wore a light purple long dress today, with delicate dark patterns embroidered on the hem.

A pearl belt was tied around her waist, outlining her slender waist.

Her two full breasts made her clothes bulge.

Her long hair was tied up, revealing her slender neck.

That stunningly beautiful face remained gentle.

But those eyes held a complex mix of emotions.

She walked over.

He stopped in front of the two people.

He first looked at the surprised Gu Yan.

He glanced at Pei Yuran again.

Then he spoke.

"Yu Ran".

"What were you just dancing to?"

Pei Yuran looked at her.

"Sword Dance".