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In the days that followed, Murong Feng personally taught Zhong Ruyan how to live: learning to cook, do laundry, plant, and even taught her some basic self-defense techniques.
Murong Feng was like a patient mentor, personally guiding Zhong Ruyan into various aspects of daily life. He manipulated simple wooden cutting boards and knives, instructing Zhong Ruyan on how to properly cut vegetables.
"Look, by doing it this way, the knife technique will be more stable." Murong Feng held the knife, with a focused expression, as if explaining a profound art.
Zhong Ruyan carefully imitated, and the collision of the knife tip with the vegetables made a crisp sound. "Wow, I didn't realize that cutting vegetables also requires such skill!"
"Every action contains its own wisdom and subtlety," Murong Feng said with a smile.
Then, Murong Feng picked up a nearby pot and some ingredients, demonstrating how to make a simple soup. Zhong Ruyan watched his every move attentively, her eyes shining with a passion for learning. After the soup was done, Murong Feng took a sip first, then handed it to Zhong Ruyan.
"How does it taste?" he asked.
"Very delicious!" Zhong Ruyan said with a big smile.
Murong Feng felt a warmth in his heart and smiled slightly.
In the afternoon, the two of them came to the courtyard. The lazy sunlight sprinkled on the soil, and Zhong Ruyan followed Murong Feng to learn planting. He picked up an old wooden shovel and demonstrated how to dig the soil and plant seeds.
They both dug the ground and planted seeds together. Murong Feng was skilled and completed the task in no time. Zhong Ruyan, on the other hand, was clumsy and often dug in the wrong places. Watching her awkwardness, Murong Feng couldn't help but laugh, but there was no hint of mockery in his laughter. Instead, it seemed to be filled with hidden tenderness.
"What are you laughing at?" Zhong Ruyan looked up at him and pretended to be angry.
"No, I just think you're very cute," Murong Feng said, his eyes sparkling with warmth.
"See, you have to gently lift the soil to give the seed a little home," Murong Feng's fingers gently touched the soil, as if every grain of soil was a treasure in his heart.
Zhong Ruyan felt Murong Feng's sincerity, and both of their hands carefully worked, planting seeds into the soil, as if sowing the hope for the future.
This kind of life continued for a long time. Under Murong Feng's guidance, Zhong Ruyan learned how to enjoy life. And Murong Feng, in this period of time, gradually felt the long-lost peace and happiness. Their relationship also quietly deepened during this process.
Whenever night falls, they sit together by the window, gazing at the starry sky outside. Sometimes they discuss various topics; other times, they simply sit quietly, enjoying each other's company.
Murong Feng sits on a simple wooden chair, holding a book in his hand. Zhong Ruyan looks at him and thinks, "He has an indescribable charm."
Murong Feng felt Zhong Ruyan's gaze, he smiled slightly, put down the book in his hand, turned around to look at her, and his eyes shimmered with a gentle light. He waved his hand and said in a gentle tone, "Come and sit, Ruyan, I will teach you a simple fairy technique to protect yourself in danger."
Zhong Ruyan nodded and walked over to sit across from him.
He displayed a handprint and chanted mysterious incantations. As his voice echoed, a faint light slowly rose from the palm of his hand, like a gentle energy, slowly enveloping Zhong Ruyan.
"Now, it's your turn to give it a try," Murong Feng said, his eyes filled with encouragement.
Zhong Ruyan pursed her lips, imitating Murong Feng's handprint, trying to concentrate. But her handprint was always not in place, appearing somewhat clumsy.
"Relax, feel the power within you, let it flow naturally," Murong Feng comforted softly. He reached out his hand, gently covering Zhong Ruyan's hand, guiding her fingers to bend slowly.
Zhong Ruyan's cheeks flushed, feeling a warmth emanating from Murong Feng's hand. Under his guidance, she gradually felt a gentle force flowing in the palm of her hand, gradually forming a beam of light.
"I did it!" Zhong Ruyan exclaimed in surprise, her face lighting up with an innocent smile.
Murong Feng smiled and said, "You have talent, but you need more practice. I will be by your side to help you."
In the following nights, Murong Feng often personally guided Zhong Ruyan's flow of immortal power. Whenever his hand touched her wrist, the two would meet each other's gaze, and there would be a moment of silence, as if time had frozen.
"Can you feel this power?" Murong Feng asked softly.
"Yes, I can feel it," Zhong Ruyan replied, her eyes shining with the light of learning.
Murong Feng smiled slightly as his fingers gently slid over her palm, guiding the celestial energy. Their eyes met in that moment, as if the whole world had become distant.
"That's it," Murong Feng said.
Whenever night falls, the two of them sit together by the window, gazing at the starry sky outside. Sometimes they discuss various topics; other times, they simply sit quietly, enjoying each other's company. These simple yet significant moments of daily life not only give Zhong Ruyan a deeper understanding and affection for Murong Feng, but also allow her to gain more insights into life. Their hearts, like carefully planted seeds, quietly take root and sprout in every small interaction.
And as the sun sets, they sit by the stream, watching the flowing water, their hearts becoming even more tranquil.
During this time, Zhong Ruyan felt that she had completely adapted to the life here, and Murong Feng had become the person she trusted the most. In Murong Feng's eyes, Zhong Ruyan was no longer a vulnerable person in need of protection.
"In this way, you have the ability to protect yourself," Murong Feng finally said, his eyes filled with indescribable complex emotions.
Three months later, just as he was about to leave, Murong Feng gave Zhong Ruyan an exquisite little box.
"What is this?" Zhong Ruyan asked curiously.
"Open it and take a look," a hint of anticipation flashed in Murong Feng's eyes.
Zhong Ruyan opened the small box to find a bracelet made of fox tail fur, beautiful as if it were a dream.
"This is a memory I made for you, and also a layer of protection. If you encounter danger again one day, it will guide you to find me," said Murong Feng as she gently placed the bracelet on Zhong Ruyan's wrist.
The fox tail on the bracelet shimmered subtly in the moonlight, like a lake in a fairyland, quietly carrying their unknown future. Zhong Ruyan felt a warm power coming from the bracelet, flowing through her entire body.
"What is this?" Zhong Ruyan stared at the bracelet, momentarily at a loss for words.
"This is the teleportation array of the Fairyland Moon Lake. If you encounter warfare again, you can hide here once more," Murong Feng's voice carried an indescribable tenderness.
"I am just an ordinary person, I don't know if such a thing is too precious," Zhong Ruyan said softly.
Murong Feng looked at the lake under the moonlight, then looked at Zhong Ruyan's eyes and said, "It's not a matter of whether it's heavy or not, it's only a matter of whether you are willing to accept this gift."
Zhong Ruyan smiled, with a decisive glint in her eyes: "I'm willing."
"No matter what happens to us in the future, I hope you'll never forget the moonlit dance that night." Murong Feng said solemnly.
"I will never forget this in my whole life. It all feels too much like a dream." Zhong Ruyan looked at him affectionately as she put on the bracelet.
As Murong Feng watched Zhong Ruyan put on the bracelet, his heart was filled with complex emotions, but more so with a warm certainty.
However, behind this tranquility and beauty, the willow catkins quietly disappeared into the darkness, with a hint of pain and envy on her face.
On this night, the moonlight illuminated the faces of the two, as well as the different worlds in their hearts.
But as the night deepens and the future road is still long, no one knows what kind of changes such a gift will bring.
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