diskusbooks Chapter 345 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [21]
Chapter 345 The Cold and Pure Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [21]
Chapter 345 The Aloof and Holy Human Buddha Child VS The Adorable and Devoted Demon Cat Emperor [21]
Jiang Xiyu prayed towards the incense burning above Puji Temple, sincerely hoping that Shijia could receive the Buddha's blessing. Of course, there was also some selfish motive behind his prayer.
These selfish motives were related to Shiga. Jiang Xiyu couldn't help but turn her head towards him, only to find that Shiga had been quietly watching her the whole time.
Seeing Jiang Xiyu looking over, Shijia indifferently shifted his gaze.
Jiang Xiyu touched his nose, jumped off the railing, and got back to business: "Master, when do you think that monster will come back?"
Shiga shook his head slightly.
Jiang Xiyu said, "I really hope he comes soon. The ground of this pagoda is so cold, it's really uncomfortable to sleep in."
Shiga remained motionless, his gaze seemingly fixed on nowhere.
Jiang Xiyu walked into the pagoda and found a spot where the wind wouldn't blow on him to lie down.
He watched Shiga's retreating figure, and gradually, he closed his eyes, feeling drowsy.
Shiga calculated the time, turned around and saw him sleeping like this, his gaze lingered for a moment.
Cats are actually very alert when they sleep. When Jiang Xiyu is asleep, she will usually wake up at the slightest noise.
He didn't know if it was because the wind on the pagoda was too cool, but it made his eyelids feel heavy.
Jiang Xiyu could only feel a pair of cold hands touching her.
He had finally warmed up a bit after sleeping, but when someone suddenly picked him up, his abdomen felt a little chilly.
But just as he instinctively tried to kick and struggle, he felt as if he had been placed on a soft fabric, which was covered with a cool fragrance.
Jiang Xiyu smelled it and immediately felt at ease. He couldn't help but bury his face in it affectionately.
Shiga paused for a moment, stopping his movements.
Then, he slowly withdrew his hand, letting Jiang Xiyu sleep on his cassock.
……
Waiting for a rabbit to run into a tree stump is a long process.
Fortunately, Jiang Xiyu was a heavy sleeper and could sleep for several hours at a time. Gradually, he slept until dark without realizing it.
When felines feel safe in their surroundings, they will unconsciously twist their sleeping posture into a crescent shape.
Shiga felt a strange movement beside him while he was meditating.
When his meditation was interrupted for the first time, Shiga opened his eyes slightly and then looked down at Jiang Xiyu, who was sleeping with his head sprawled out.
He huddled close together, his tail seemingly having its own thoughts, his short legs pointing outwards, revealing his soft, snow-white belly, and most importantly, his head was sleeping on a very tilted side.
That's a really uncomfortable posture just to look at.
The cat was sleeping like a twisted rope.
Shiga's gaze lingered for a moment.
Jiang Xiyu felt a chill on his stomach, so he rolled over, pressing his legs closer to Shiga's. He even braced himself with his paws, lying on his side in a very obedient sleeping position, completely different from his previous contorted posture.
After a short while, Shiga stopped meditating and looked out of the stupa, his eyes seeming to hold a lake deeper than the night.
In the middle of the night, Jiang Xiyu heard the whistling of the wind.
He was still sleepy when he opened his eyes and looked outside. The moon hung high in the sky, seemingly very close to him.
The cool moonlight entered the pagoda and fell on the face of the person beside him, as if painting a layer of light frost on his face, making his almost flawless beauty accentuate the soft and elegant lines of his jaw, as if he were carved from fine jade.
A beauty from the Jade Pool whose splendor surpasses even the bright moon.
Jiang Xiyu's eyes were wet with tears. The unexpected overlap between his memories and the people in reality made him feel somewhat dazed.
From this angle, the person before you is draped in the moonlight, yet the moonlight reflects the person in your heart.
Jiang Xiyu's heart softened for a moment.
He subconsciously opened his lips and silently uttered two words: "Yuejia..."
That's the name of Jiang Xiyu's wife.
In my memory, Yuejia was an incredibly frail and beautiful woman.
Yuejia was in poor health, so Jiang Xiyu didn't dare to touch him. He always felt that if he touched him, the person would float away from his sight like a broken butterfly.
He was the one who picked up Mingyue from the human world and brought her back to the demon realm. After their marriage, he doted on her and protected her with utmost care, afraid that she might suffer any mishap.
Yuejia dislikes him and only uses him. She only tries to seduce Jiang Xiyu when she wants something from him.
Jiang Xiyu is a cat by nature. He felt he had gotten a great deal in front of Yuejia. Because of his nature, when he was with Yuejia, she was more like a noble superior. Many times, like tonight, Jiang Xiyu would snuggle up to Yuejia, lowering his posture to hug her.
After arriving at Cibei Temple, Jiang Xiyu had not seen Yuejia for a long time.
Although Shiga and Yuega look the same, they give him different feelings.
The night is deep, and the moonlight is hazy and ambiguous.
There seemed to be a thin, mysterious veil between the two.
Jiang Xiyu stared at Shijia's profile and instinctively wanted to reach out and hug him, but when he reached out, he found that his hands were too short to reach Shijia's legs as he sat cross-legged.
He was stunned for a moment, feeling like he was dreaming.
A calm gaze fell upon him.
Shiga looked down at him, his face now shadowed.
Jiang Xiyu couldn't see his expression, but looking at his jade-like chin, she couldn't help but whisper, "Can you say something to me?"
But when it lands in Shiga's ears, it sounds like a soft, coquettish "meow."
Shiga's gaze narrowed slightly.
Jiang Xiyu's cat ears got hot.
His pupils were fixed on Shiga's face, seemingly completely unaware that he had mistaken someone for someone else, and he said, "Meow meow..."
Call me, my husband.
He wanted to hear...
Shiga remained silent, as he did not understand Jiang Xiyu's indistinct meows.
Jiang Xiyu lowered her eyelids slightly, looking somewhat disappointed.
It wasn't until Shiga thought he wasn't sleeping soundly that he reached out and gently stroked Jiang Xiyu's head.
Jiang Xiyu rubbed against him affectionately, and was satisfied.
His head rested against Shiga's leg, his tail wrapped around Shiga's wrist, and he fell asleep again.
Shiga's body remained motionless.
Nothing happened that night. As a faint light appeared at the juncture of day and night, Jiang Xiyu woke up.
However, when he woke up, he found himself sleeping on Shiga's robe.
The cassock lay sprawled on the ground, its original impeccable appearance now wrinkled by Jiang Xiyu's sleeping posture.
Jiang Xiyu stared blankly for a long time, barely remembering how he ended up sleeping on Shiga's robe; he just felt like he had a dream.
Shiga was unusually not meditating, because his hand was being held by Jiang Xiyu's tail.
Her slender fingertips rested casually on Jiang Xiyu's tail. She sat with her eyes closed, like a jade sculpture, never getting tired no matter how long she sat.
He didn't pull his hand back...
Jiang Xiyu stared at him, somewhat lost in thought.
Only when she felt a gentle breeze blowing in from outside did Jiang Xiyu pull herself out of her thoughts and slowly loosen the tail that was wrapped around Shijia's wrist.
That's right, he's such a good person.
If you hold him tightly, he won't forcefully pull away.
At Cibei Temple, Jiang Xiyu slept like this, and sometimes he would even jump around a couple of times late at night when he felt like it.
Shiga never blamed him; in fact, he thoughtfully left a candle for him later.
Jiang Xiyu smiled.