Chapter Four Hundred Forty-Five: It’s Tough to Date a Comedic Girl
The best view of Starview Valley is at night.
As night falls, the Milky Way sparkles, and looking up from the valley floor, the sky is completely clear, with no dust or clouds obstructing the view—it’s as if it’s a fake photo.
“Wow!”
Even Si Jingzhu, gazing at the starry sky, can’t help but exclaim, “It’s so beautiful!”
“Sang Zhe! Look quickly!”
Sang Zhe sits quietly in a sea of flowers, watching Si Jingzhu whirl around in glee.
It seems that the recent troubles with the Demon Clan have worn him out. Now, just sitting quietly in this sea of blossoms, he feels inexplicably calm and relaxed.
He really enjoys this feeling.
After a while, Si Jingzhu tires from her antics and returns to Sang Zhe’s side, kneeling next to him: “Wow… this starlit sky is really romantic.”
“I finally understand why those shoujo manga and novels always have the protagonists declare their love under such a sky.”
“Just looking at it makes me want to share my life with someone.”
Sang Zhe blinks. He recalls confessing to Little Ying in the sea of stars and flowers at Pengxu Mountain.
But Si Jingzhu was still at home being a left-behind child back then.
“What’s wrong? Don’t you like this view?”
“I do.”
“Then why aren’t you showing it at all?”
“Showing?!” Sang Zhe looks puzzled at Si Jingzhu.
She blushes slightly, her eyes gleaming with joy and expectation, turning to sit in Sang Zhe’s lap.
Then she gently closes her eyes.
And slightly pouts her lips.
Sang Zhe: “?”
“Uh, what are you doing?”
Si Jingzhu immediately opens her eyes in disappointment: “When a girl closes her eyes, it obviously means she wants you to kiss her!”
“Why are you still asking? You’re ruining the mood!”
Sang Zhe: “…Why would I kiss you?”
Si Jingzhu stares blankly for a long time, then exclaims, “No way!”
“With such a great atmosphere, don’t you have any thoughts at all?”
“Kissing a girl doesn’t require a reason! My lips are so sweet and soft, it would feel great! You should just try kissing first!”
Sang Zhe scratches his head and mutters, “But…”
“Maybe it’s because we’re too familiar… I always feel nervous, shy, and a little bit flustered when other girls sit in my lap.”
“But for some reason…”
“…when you’re in my lap, I just want to laugh.”
Si Jingzhu: “?”
In that moment, Si Jingzhu hears her heart breaking.
“Please, we’ve got this atmosphere going.”
Si Jingzhu says pitifully, “I was all set for you to get so excited you’d want to jump me right here.”
“And now you can’t even kiss me? That’s way off from what I imagined!”
“I mean… if we go back without doing anything, that’d be such a waste for me, right?”
“Even if you say that…” Sang Zhe scratches his head in frustration.
“…I, I get it.”
Si Jingzhu’s eyes glisten as she quietly says, “Is it because you’re still holding a grudge against me?”
“I know, back at Water Moon Sect, I was wrong. I just wanted your attention and never thought my followers would act so excessively… If you hate me, you could just bully me back.”
“Of course not.” Sang Zhe shrugs, “That happened so long ago; I’ve moved on. Besides, if I really wanted to get back at you, I already have.”
“I just feel… I can’t have impure thoughts about you like I do with Little Ying or the others.”
“Why is that?”
Si Jingzhu, with teary eyes, asks: “Is it because I’m an immortal medicine and not human?”
“Or is it because I have the smallest chest and look the least like a woman?”
“…It’s not really any of those reasons.” Sang Zhe chuckles, turning his head away.
“Maybe it’s because I always think of you as family.”
Si Jingzhu pauses, her eyes slightly red.
Family?
“Since we’re too familiar, even the closest contact doesn’t stir anything in my heart, and I feel no overwhelming urges.”
“Or maybe it’s just like how I feel about Jiao Jiao and Xiao Hei.” Sang Zhe blinks to explain. “Having them around brings comfort, and it’s lonely without them, but I don’t have any impure thoughts about them.”
What?
I see you as a god.
You see me as a pet?
Si Jingzhu bites her lip, her eyes starting to well up.
“Does that mean… I don’t even rank above dogs?”
Sang Zhe: “…Why are you so obsessed with dogs?”
“Maybe it’s just because you think I’m too young. When I grow up in a couple of years like Senior Sister Shi and Senior Sister Yan, maybe then you’ll feel differently?”
Si Jingzhu feels a bit disgruntled, quietly saying, “At least.”
“Since it’s so hard to come out this once… at least let me collect some interest!”
Interest?
Sang Zhe is caught off guard for a moment. Si Jingzhu, frustrated, grabs his collar and presses her lips against his.
…One must admit.
Si Jingzhu didn’t deceive herself.
The scent of the immortal medicine is really sweet and fragrant. So soft and sweet.
After the kiss, Si Jingzhu wipes her eyes and huffs out defiantly.
“Hmph. Just wait.”
“Now, you don’t want me? In the future, when I become a great beauty, you’ll be the one crying and begging for me to be with you!”
With that, she leaps out of Sang Zhe’s arms and rushes back into the sea of flowers, playing under the starry sky.
Sang Zhe touches his lips and shakes his head helplessly.
“What a child…”
“Really?” Out of nowhere, Nian Nian appears beside him, also sitting next to him as they both gaze at the starry sky, “Isn’t it the host who is refusing to marry her?”
“True, but Si Jingzhu is just too familiar and too young. I can’t seem to develop any desire for her.”
“Eh… it’s rare to see the host act like a picky flower carrot, having a moment of restraint?”
“I’m not being picky; aren’t I the one being divided by those truly desperate for love right now?”
Nian Nian shoots him a sideways glance with amusement.
“By the way, I never asked before.”
Sang Zhe suddenly says, “Can Original Immortal… produce offspring?”
“What would they be? Little Original Immortals?”
“Impossible, you silly host.”
Nian Nian explains irritably, “The Original Immortal is a unique existence. Even if Si Jingzhu accidentally transforms into a human, her offspring wouldn’t be Original Immortal.”
“Rather, the fact that Si Jingzhu could even transform into a human is already surprising enough.”
“Even you didn’t see this coming?” Sang Zhe remarks in astonishment.
“Why would I?” Nian Nian glares at him, “The system isn’t omnipotent, you know?”
Sang Zhe sulkily retracts his gaze and lazily looks back at Si Jingzhu playing in the flowers.
Suddenly, his smile freezes.
Far away, Si Jingzhu unexpectedly trips and falls to the ground.
