Little Purple

This event caught him off guard. He wanted to say something, but the words couldn't come out. He held his forehead with his palm and looked at the side avoiding her gaze.

Hu Cheng Se knew this man's gestures well and immediately said. "Do you have something you want to say?"

Qing Bo instantly looked at her again. Gazing and inspecting her sincere and crafty smile. She was very astounding as always.

An excellent, tall, slim, figure that had so many charms on it. Beautiful and sharp phoenix eyes, red lips, and a healthy, radiant skin.

Her orange dress with a flower pattern everywhere was tidily worn . The yellow-white patterned waistband, red accessory, and big yellow flower on her hair were lovely.

The falling snow on her figure made her even more beautiful. As if the snowflakes fell down onto earth just to highlight her beauty.

Her crafty temperament and daring aura made Qing Bo unable to look away. His eyes were glued on those bold eyes. He thought. "This girl used to be chubby, messy, and difficult. Most of all... had an extremely poisonous tongue. When did she grow up and became so mature?"

Qing Bo gazed at Cheng Se's figure on the other side.

Slowly, ever so slowly, Qing Bo approached her, his majestic dark robes always making people look his way. An ingenious, intelligent and sharp aura emitting from him.

Cheng Se always knew this man was very handsome, but she never found him as appealing as she did tonight. It felt like she was looking at a brand new, upgraded Qing Bo.

"Fish stick, do you still remember the points we kept when we were still in school? "

"Oh!" Hu Cheng Se's eyes widened, she was curious why Qing Bo brought that up. " Of course I remember, you always picked a fight with me because of these points, right?"

"Yes, good thing you remember." Qing Bo meaningfully smiled. "Then, do you remember what our last point count was?"

"Uh, umm … " Hu Cheng Se tried to recall. "I only remembered that you stopped counting after we graduated."

"Our last score, it was one thousand against nine hundred and ninety-nine."

Hu Cheng Se eyes widen. She tilted her head. "Who won?"

Qing Bo finally reached the stairs. "One thousand for me and nine hundred and ninety-nine for you."

Hu Cheng Se's eyes widened. "No, you must have counted it wrong!" She gasped. "I lost?"

"No, I didn't count it wrong, you can ask Guang'er."

"Ugh…" Hu Cheng Se felt bitter.

Qing Bo chuckled. "It's been such a long time since I won, but I haven't claimed the gift."

"There is a reward for the one who wins?" Hu Cheng Se tried to recall the past.

"Yes, do you remember what the reward was supposed to be?"

"No, I don't think we agreed to anything in the past."

Qing Bo chuckled, he swiftly took Hu Cheng Se's wrist and tugged her. Instantly, she fell into his arms.


"Qing Bo?"

He took her hand and kissed it; she blushed and tried to get her hand away. "Please don't turn me down." He pleaded.

However, to her, the plead were more like a command she couldn't resist. How could she reject him when his penetrating sharp eyes looked at her and made her breathless? It felt like he gazed into her heart, her face redden.

"..." Qing Bo caressed her red cheek. "Fish stick, the reward is for the loser to listen to the winner's wish. Will you listen to this wish of mine?"

"Listening to you, is that all?" Hu Cheng Se looked up.

"Here. take this." Qing Bo gave the koi shaped hairpin to her.

"What's this."

"My marriage gift for you." He chuckled. She gasped, looked up in disbelief. "Sorry that it is not a ring of anything, I didn't found a fish-shaped ring. But I will order someone to make it right away if you accept my proposal."

She frowned. "You are making fun of me, are you not?" She made a pug face and pouted.

"No , of course not." Qing Bo patted her head. "Although I am the winner, I won't force this on you. For now, please take this and come to see me again if you are willing to be my wife."

"But, but I…" She shuttered. She gripped the hairpin on her hand. "I…"

Qing Bo sighed, he let her go before turning his back. "You can throw that hairpin away if you aren't willing to be with me."

"Throw it?" She jolted, although the shape was strange, by the gleam it gave under the moonlight, she knew it was not cheap. "There's no way I can throw this away, idiot."

In his life, Qing Bo had never heard someone use that word to call him. He paused a bit , then continued walking away, he had a soft smile on his face. "Come with it in your hand if you are willing, I will help you put it on."

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"Xiao Zi." Asked Shou, they were in The Four Seasons' Courtyard, eating plum sweets, under the big blooming plum tree. "Shouldn't you be a sleep by now?"

"Nope, not sleepy."

This was what they did every year on the night of Hu Zi's birthday. But today, they did this as a sign of temporal parting.

Hu Zi could sense the blooming flowers fluttering because of the wind. "What a lovely and peaceful night." Hu Zi was happy about something.

"Yeah." Shou casted a glance at his student.

"Master Shou, you better not do any misdeed while I'm away!" Hu Zi jokingly said to her troublesome, carefree, and happy-go-lucky teacher.

"What? Isn't that supposed to be my line?" Shou laughed.

"Nope, I'm a good girl..." Hu Zi revealed a crafty smile, like a snicker. She looked like a naughty kid being satisfied because of her pranks.

Shou turned and rotated his eyes to the other side. "Yeah, right…" He then got up a bit and flicked his disciple's forehead.

Hu Zi sticks out her tongue. She solemnly looked at the garden before them. "This garden sure is growing fast." Hu Zi could still clearly remember the day Shou forced her to take care of it with him.

Shou looked up at the full bloom plum blossom tree. He grinned, then smiled warmly. "It sure does."