Chi Yu: "..."
He fell silent.
Now Senior Brother Xuanji used forbidden curses as easily as eating and drinking.
It was not that he had forgotten this, but Xie Xiyi had always made everything look so effortless. His strength defied all reason, as omnipotent as a god, and naturally, Chi Yu's memory of Senior Brother Xuanji once speaking of forbidden curses as something to avoid at all costs had faded.
That night, Chi Yu sat on the bed cultivating-cultivation no longer held much meaning for him now, but habit still drove him to keep at it.
When Xie Xiyi returned, he brought Chi Yu an armful of flowers, larger, more vibrant, and more beautiful than those Chi Yu had once given him.
The moment Chi Yu opened his eyes, he saw a brilliantly blooming bouquet. Slightly surprised, he reached out to take the flowers, a great armful that filled his entire embrace.
He lowered his head and sniffed them, catching the rich water spiritual energy within. His mind grew clear and unclouded, and he laughed, his bright voice inevitably touched with a little delighted sweetness. "Senior Brother Xuanji, why are you giving me flowers?"
Looking at his smiling face, Xie Xiyi's lips curved too. "To win a smile from you, of course, Chi Yu."
Chi Yu said, "...Senior Brother Xuanji, you always call me by my full name."
The thing was, every time he said his name, his tone was a little cloying and clammy, making Chi Yu shiver as though he had suddenly been licked.
Xie Xiyi sank into thought. "What would you like me to call you? Long? Or Little Fish?"
The word "Long" made Chi Yu break into a cold sweat. "Senior Brother Xuanji, just call me Little Yu. That's what my grandparents call me."
Xie Xiyi: