The silly white sweet girl who thinks she is dank* plays hard to get with the cold and sultry man
My eldest brother is gifted with a sword and has outstanding grace. He is the first disciple of the Immortal Sect that is envied by everyone.
Even the flower of the high mountains will have troubles.
My senior brother seems to have been robbed recently.
This thief is quite weird. He doesn't steal magic weapons or elixirs, but only takes care of his personal belongings.
Today's tea cup, tomorrow's hairpin, and the day after tomorrow... Cough, it's the brocade ribbon that tied his hair.
It's just that he never asked or pursued it.
As a result, the situation intensified, and the hand in the dark became bolder.
Until one day when he woke up, his dirty clothes were missing——
His black hair was messy, he tightened his messy clothes, his long eyelashes were drooped, and his eyes were filled with sadness, "That's all."
I bit my handkerchief bitterly, "That's unreasonable! Senior brother, do you know who did it?"
But he paused and slowly raised his eyes to look at me, his eyes shining like autumn water.
"Isn't that person you, junior sister?"
I felt like I was struck by lightning, and the lingering clothes hidden in my sleeves almost fell to the ground.
***
Since that day when the truth was revealed, I have been paying close attention to the reactions of my fellow teachers. I have been frightened and anxious all day long.
A slight resentment arose in my heart.
If it weren't for my senior brother, maybe I could still be free for a few days.
Although I have the intention to harm others, I dare not.
Fortunately, my senior brother did not hold me accountable for what I did. After careful consideration, I decided to wash my hands of myself.
I returned all the stolen things and saw that my brothers always took detours.
But the good times didn't last long. One day, I was blocked in a cave by my senior brother.
I was shaking like chaff and begged him with a guilty conscience not to tell anyone else.
Senior brother just played with my wrist, with a hint of displeasure in his eyes, and asked softly:
"Junior sister, why haven't you stolen recently?"
Reading Guide
1. The text is written in third person, sc1v1, probably a sweet article
Intention: Heart toward light
