I Pick Up Talents on the Interstellar Battlefield - Chapter 492 - 405: Dream Revisited, Mythical Society (Triple Combo) (Part 2)

Chapter 492: Chapter 405: Dream Revisited, Mythical Society (Triple Combo) (Part 2)

“Miss Ming Yue, what about Xiaoyu…”

The words were left unfinished as a soft, delicate figure embraced him tightly around the waist.

Qin Tian was completely stunned, with his raised hand suspended in mid-air, and a slight ripple emerged in his profound eyes.

Dongfang Mingyue pressed her face against Qin Tian’s blood-stained yet still warm chest, clearly sensing his steady heartbeat, a heartbeat like a drumbeat, dispelling all her anxiety. Tears welled up again, but they were no longer tears of despair; rather, they were filled with gratitude and relief, soaking Qin Tian’s black coat.

“Thank you.” She choked out, her voice soft yet clear, “Really… thank you.”

This “thank you” was not only to thank Qin Tian for fighting with all his might to protect everyone and save Xiaoyu but also to thank him for being like a ray of light, breaking the prison of fate that had bound her for many years, allowing her to finally believe that destiny can indeed be changed.

Upon hearing the tearful gratitude, Qin Tian’s suspended hand finally lowered gently, softly landing on Dongfang Mingyue’s back, as if soothing, or perhaps responding.

The wind and snow continued to fall, yet they seemed to be imbued with warmth by the embracing figures.

The nearby guards watched the closely-knit young couple, pausing their conversations to exchange glances, revealing a peculiar smile and amusement in their eyes.

…

“Miss, Miss?”

Xiaoyu’s soft call resonated nearby, snapping Dongfang Mingyue back to reality. Her eyes met Xiaoyu’s whose eyes were filled with confusion. Her cheeks, already flushed from the earlier recollection, turned even redder, and even her earlobes tinged with pink. Her gaze instinctively drifted toward the window, not daring to meet Xiaoyu’s eyes.

“Miss, what were you daydreaming about just now?” Xiaoyu propped herself up and looked at Dongfang Mingyue’s evasive demeanor. Her eyebrow suddenly cocked, a mischievous look flashed in her eyes, and a knowing smile tugged at her lips, “I know! You must have been thinking about Qin… mm!”

Before the sentence was finished, Xiaoyu’s mouth was hastily covered by Dongfang Mingyue’s hand. Her warm palm pressed against her lips, allowing only muffled groans to escape.

“Don’t talk nonsense!” Dongfang Mingyue’s voice carried a barely noticeable hint of panic; her cheeks blushed even more deeply, resembling a ripe apple, “I was just thinking, Qin Tian saved all of us this time and pulled you back from the brink of death. How should we properly repay him…”

Even though she spoke, her mind uncontrollably replayed the scene outside the Dan Tower — in the wind and snow, Qin Tian’s blood-stained black attire, snow-covered eyebrows, and the stable heartbeat she felt when she leapt into his arms.

In dreams, she had once experienced similar scenes of embrace, yet the sensation in reality was far clearer, more heart-pounding than in dreams, especially recalling the guards’ sly glances afterward, causing her cheeks to flush and her ears to burn, yearning to find a crack to hide in.

Xiaoyu shook her head vigorously, finally freeing her mouth from beneath Dongfang Mingyue’s hand. While rubbing her numbed cheek, she grumbled softly: “I didn’t even finish speaking, you covering my mouth admits it without needing words!”

“You dare to speak!” Dongfang Mingyue feigned anger, her willow eyebrows gently raised as she pinched Xiaoyu’s cheek. The tactile softness at her fingertips subtly softened her voice, “Fine, I won’t tease you anymore. Xiaoyu, it’s really great that you’re alive.”

Her voice brimmed with gratitude; the despair of holding Xiaoyu’s gradually cold body in the snow contrasted sharply with the lively person before her, making her cherish this regained companionship all the more.

Xiaoyu leaned and embraced Dongfang Mingyue’s arm, lightly resting her head on her shoulder: “I’m also super happy that I can continue while accompanying Miss. I want to see Miss become the best alchemist, achieve her dreams, and witness Miss in a beautiful bridal dress, having adorable babies… Just…”

At this point, her voice grew soft, a hint of sadness drifting through her eyes: “But I can no longer protect Miss anymore.”

“Silly girl.” Dongfang Mingyue gently caressed Xiaoyu’s long hair, fingertips brushing through her smooth strands, “I’ve never thought of needing you to protect me, nor have I expected you to trade your life for mine. Xiaoyu, you’re my sister, my closest kin. I only hope for the days to come that we both live safely and happily, that’s enough.”

“Mm!” Xiaoyu nodded vigorously, the sadness in her eyes replaced by brightness, holding onto Dongfang Mingyue’s arm tightly, seemingly clutching onto the warmth with all her might, “I want to stay with Miss forever, never to part!”

Just then, the buzzing vibration abruptly sounded, interrupting the warm atmosphere in the room.

Dongfang Mingyue’s smart wristwatch screen lit up, vibrating continuously.

Xiaoyu glanced, quickly saying: “Miss, it’s Young Master Haoyue calling! You should answer; he’s probably worried sick.”

Dongfang Mingyue smiled and patted Xiaoyu’s head, rising to pick up the watch and walking to the adjacent room.

Gently closing the door to shut out the noise outside, she took a deep breath and pressed the video call button.

The screen soon lit up, immediately displaying Dongfang Haoyue’s handsome face, an indisputable urgency etched between his brows. As soon as the call connected, he spoke at high speed, “Ming Yue! Why are you just answering now? Do you know I…”