The Fairy Wangshu lowered her gaze and unwrapped the oiled paper, revealing the half portion of matcha cake she had been most curious about during lunch.
Those clear blue eyes quietly watched Ji Lingruo's back, and the white-haired girl softly murmured in a voice only she could hear:
"Thank you."
...
In truth, Ji Lingruo hadn't quite regarded Fairy Wangshu as her senior sister yet; she wasn't someone who easily grew familiar with others.
Even You Su had only gained her complete trust after a long period of companionship.
But for some reason, when Ji Lingruo looked at this solitary and enigmatic fairy with astonishing cultivation, she always felt that Wangshu was the one who needed protection.
Clearly, in her imagination, this future senior sister should have been a solemn ascetic, wholly devoted to her path. But in reality, she was a down-to-earth girl, who could jokeingly address each other as 'fairy.'
