(Happy Valentine's Day)
(Happy Valentine's Day)
"Mother, I want to eat that!"
"Careful, it's hot!"
"Ah!"
"I told you to be careful-it's hot!" A gentle figure bent down, her face indistinct. She tenderly took Li Xiaoya's hand and carefully spread a puddle of Blue Liquid over it...
"Mother!" Li Xiaoya suddenly woke and opened his eyes, reaching out to embrace the air, only to find his arms empty.
"Why was it another dream?" Li Xiaoya let out a long breath and noticed the fine beads of sweat on his forehead. He looked down at his hand, a trace of longing stirring in his heart. Although cultivators could dispense with sleep and simply meditate once their cultivation reached a certain level, a Core Condensation Stage cultivator like Li Xiaoya still needed to sleep for a day every ten to fifteen days to restore his bodily functions. Only then could he cultivate more effectively. Of course, he had not worked this out himself; he had learned it from the Cultivation Insights Senior Brother Liu Hang had given him.
"...Was that... my mother...?" As Li Xiaoya recalled the dream, tender longing welled up within him, and he murmured as though talking in his sleep. With his current cultivation, he should no longer have dreams. This ought to have been something that had actually happened. At that thought, he clutched his head in anguish. The more he thought about it, the more he missed the loved ones whose faces he had already forgotten.
"Junior Brother Li, what's wrong?" Zhang Hong's gentle voice suddenly came from the other side of the cloth partition. Li Xiaoya had been like this several times already. Each time, she had wanted to comfort him, but whenever she tried to speak, she lacked the courage. This time, she finally could