How come the celestial technique I stole is so powerful?! Chapter 882 702: Celebrating the New Year With Two Fairies (

She really wanted to leave right then, but she was truly worried about the Moon Demon. The Moon Demon's state was too abnormal, she was completely a woman in love, and she worried that once she left, the Moon Demon might turn around and offer herself to that scoundrel.

This best friend was her friend, a steadfast friend proving true affection in tis of trouble.

Could she really abandon her to a dire situation and remain indifferent?

Thus, during this Lunar New Year, she could only eat earthly als, watch the red lanterns hung on the trees, and see the Moon Demon and him cutting paper decorations together.

By the way, cutting paper decorations is incredibly childish.

As soone who Holding the Way, arranging the courtyard was such a simple task. Was there really a need to cut red paper into window decorations just to add a festive touch?

However, on this New Year's Eve, everything beca extraordinarily heartwarming.

Outside, snowflakes danced in the air.

Inside, a small red clay stove ward the room.

The three of them sat around the stove, tasting earthly pastries. Han Yan slowly began to feel that the human New Year had a certain warmth, a hint of coziness amidst plainness.

If her experience was rely the occasional experience of a Fairy descending to the mortal realm.

The Moon Demon's experience was ten thousand tis more profound than hers.

It was her first ti celebrating the Lunar New Year.

It was her first ti cutting paper decorations.

It was her first ti lighting a stove, her first ti warming wine and cooking for a man.

During these seven days, she was not the exalted demon above the moon. She was a human woman treading the yellow earth of the mortal realm, her cheeks dusted with earthly smoke, spending the New Year with her lover.

Every word, every glance.

Every dish, every soup, every festival.

All were firsts for her, all left imprints on her heart.

Looking at the fire in front of her, hearing the reminder from her best friend, she felt as though her heart was in turmoil.

Tonight is New Year's Eve, and tomorrow he leaves...

From now on, they will be scattered beyond the South Sea, their whereabouts unknown.

From now on, the two will roam the world without a known return.

The more beautiful tonight is, the more yearning there will be tomorrow.

This longing will be poured into the ten thousand years to co, when will it reach the end?

"Sir, are you really leaving tomorrow?" the Moon Demon gently raised her head.

"Yes!"

"Will you... will you ever co to the Demon Domain again?"

Lin Xiaosu raised his eyes and looked into hers. They were full of reluctance, full of anticipation, awaiting a date for a reunion.

Yet, the world was like a chessboard, the mission like a tether, life's impermanence—who knows?

How could he use an unsettled ti, an uncertain promise, to betray this rare expression of true affection in the world?

He did not answer.

Not answering was also an answer.

The anticipation in the Moon Demon's eyes slowly faded. She smiled gently: "Sir, may I play a tune for you on the Guqin!"

This smile was so poignantly beautiful...

Her fingers gently fell on the Guqin before her.

The sound of the zither flowed like water during this New Year's Eve.

This tune was not "Moon Sacrifice Song," its na was "Sothing to Think About."

Like a person's veranda, like a person's whispers, the terrace was desolate, the moonlight was cold, the person gazed into the distance...

Outside, peach blossoms blood again, the petals fluttered like Li Ren Tears.

The Moon Demon's body gently split in two.

One Moon Demon played the zither, the other danced alone in the garden.

Her dance was soft and graceful, her eyes wrapped in emotion, her tears transford into flower dew that flew, her feelings reached subli elevation here.

In the snow, dancing alone.

When the moon rises, my heart is like the moon.

Han Yan looked on in a daze, her reminder still locked in silence.

Only a sigh lingered between her lips.