Special Agent Rebirth: The Omnipotent Goddess of Quick Transmigration-Chapter 1235: Side Story 9: A Very Sweet - (First Update)

The light beside her wasn’t very obvious.

It flickered on and off, and Mu Xingzhi’s grip on her hand tightened.

With just a tilt of her head, she could see Ye Shaohua resting her arm on the iron railing beside her, tilting her head and smiling warmly at him.

Mu Xingzhi was obviously still somewhat nervous.

Ye Shaohua leaned back, propping her hand against the railing behind her, her eyes half-closed: "Of course."

Her entire first half of life was lived for others.

Her surname was Ye; she was Ye Shaohua.

"I have been young and not let Shaohua down."

When she had still understood almost nothing, a mountain named South Island had weighed heavily upon her.

In fact, at the beginning, that wasn’t her name.

The final meticulously planned poison, a calculating explosion, had thoroughly extinguished all her lingering attachment to this place.

Ye Shaohua was Ye Shaohua, even though she was akin to a deity, she was still just a person.

When she was almost in despair of this world, there was still one person in the world who was unwilling to give up on her, willing to wade through the mire with her.

"I almost didn’t recognize you," Ye Shaohua took the initiative to speak to Mu Xingzhi about the world of "fast traveling" for the first time. She turned to look at the city unfolding below in the half-sky, "Do you have... any memories?"

Mu Xingzhi finally let out a sigh of relief.

He pinched her hand, his voice a bit deep as he chuckled: "No, at that time my grandfather... you should have met him, he advised me against entering those worlds."

Saying this, Mu Xingzhi paused.

His grip on Ye Shaohua’s fingers tightened slightly, he reached around her from behind, resting his chin gently on her head, "I’m a bit worried, afraid you’re too proud, unyielding, and I had to watch you with my own eyes. But fortunately, you came back, heaven is actually not that bad..."

Mu Xingzhi held Ye Shaohua’s hand on the railing tightly, and lowered his head to kiss her ear, almost whispering with some lingering fear: "Thank goodness... thank goodness you didn’t give up."

Ye Shaohua gripped back tightly.

"Boom—"

There was a loud noise not far away.

Even though the two were suspended mid-air, Ye Shaohua could feel the blast making her eardrums slightly ache.

Then it brightened around them.

Ye Shaohua looked up and saw the fireworks in the sky, feeling like she could touch them with her hand.

At this moment, the Ferris Wheel stopped mid-air shook slightly and then finally began to descend slowly.

Imperial City clearly banned fireworks.

To be able to set off fireworks openly by the lakeside at this time.

Even though it was really beautiful, Ye Shaohua couldn’t help but lift her gaze towards him and poked his arm, her gaze deep as she looked at him: "Did you arrange this?"

"Yeah." Mu Xingzhi had his way in these matters, and he answered without a hint of shame, he had fought for this position for Ye Shaohua after all.

Setting off the fireworks had been something he pondered over for a long time.

Because he thought Ye Shaohua might like it.

But at this moment, he didn’t have time to think about it anymore.

Ye Shaohua was embraced between his shoulder and chest, her head tilted slightly, her dark attractive eyes gazing at him, their breaths intertwining, almost scorchingly hot.

With her head slightly tilted, she caught a glimpse of the fireworks exploding above her, seeming to form a row of characters, and she couldn’t help but start thinking.

She met Mu Xingzhi neither too early nor too late.

It was when she felt that she could never break away from South Island.

At that time, Ye Shaohua was truly arrogant.

She and Mu Xingzhi were equally proud.

Shaohua from South Island, Xingzhi from West Island.

Neither would bow to the other.

Back then, old master Nie of the island despised the South Island folks for not being smart enough, unwilling to teach.

He handed all the people of South Island to Ye Shaohua, in truth at that time old master Nie knew his end was near.

Old master Nie handed over the young people of South Island to Ye Shaohua so that she could have a foothold on South Island in the future.

The capable youths of South Island, like Nie Heng, were all brought up by Ye Shaohua herself, so naturally, these people she had raised would not betray her.

Even if he died later on, Ye Shaohua could stay on South Island.

This was old master Nie’s careful planning for her.

Thinking of this, Ye Shaohua couldn’t help but recall West Island.

Mu Qiu and the people from the Mu Liu international training camp were all taught by her, at that time she and Mu Xingzhi were equally matched; when Mr. Qin from South Island asked Mu Xingzhi to teach that batch of people, Mu Xingzhi was too arrogant to teach.

In fact, at that time, Ye Shaohua hadn’t thought much about it; she really believed that Mu Xingzhi and old master Nie truly despised those people for not being smart enough, too lazy to teach.

After experiencing so much, Ye Shaohua had a sudden realization.

It turned out that those two had been paving the way for her since that time.

What she hadn’t understood before, what seemed unclear, now seemed simpler than ever.

Mu Xingzhi remained motionless, his heart brimming with gentleness, as if there was a fire blazing behind him.

He was absolutely clear in his heart how much he adored the person before him.

He truly possessed this person now.

He didn’t have to watch her struggle in the swamp, nor did he have to stand on the shore wanting to help her but powerless, with no right to make decisions for her...

He could rightfully pull her out of that swamp.

Whenever Mu Xingzhi thought of these things, the tenderness in his heart almost spilled out, he bowed his head, and his lips left a trail of kisses all over her face.

Overcome with excitement, Mu Xingzhi could only kiss her while softly calling her name, the muffled and heated voice spilling from between his lips.

Ye Shaohua felt the embrace around her loosen a lot.

She tilted her head slightly, seeing his hand propped on the railing behind her, his long fingers coming closer, smoothing the hair from her temples, his nose rubbing against the side of her face, his voice low and somewhat husky.

Again and again, gently yet firmly calling her name.