Falling Flowers Have Intent (1)

The two stood at the cliff's edge, surrounded by drifting clouds and mist as the mountain wind howled. The young man and the girl stood very close together. The girl gripped a dead branch as though it were a sword, and the two or three yellow-brown pine needles remaining at its tip trembled softly in the wind.

The young man wore black robes tailored to perfectly outline his lean, tall frame. He looked utterly focused, his gaze fixed closely on the girl's movements.

The mountain wind sent the girl's skirts fluttering like a flower in full bloom. She copied the young man's movements, her eyes and brows curved with a smile.

With such a scene, they truly looked like a gifted man and beautiful woman.

Just then, Shen Yuxi and Song Zhiyi happened to arrive together.

At a glance, Shen Yuxi spotted Chu Shihan and Zhu Yaoyao standing intimately close by the cliff. The sight was far too "romantic." His first reaction was to swiftly pull Song Zhiyi beside him into his arms and raise a hand over his junior brother's eyes, terrified that the innocent youth might see something he should not.

"Second Senior Brother? What's wrong?" Song Zhiyi was utterly bewildered by the sudden action. He asked in confusion, his voice thick with doubt. He instinctively tried to turn his head to look, only to be held tightly in Shen Yuxi's arms, unable to move.

I can't look, I can't look. In broad daylight, beneath the clear heavens... what a mouthful of dog food! Shen Yuxi clicked his tongue in amazement, all manner of complaints flying through his mind like scrolling comments. Yet aloud, he merely said solemnly, "Do not look upon impropriety."

"Impropriety?" Song Zhiyi became even more confused. Tilting his head, he tried hard to figure