520: Baguio's Kiss

Bi Yao gently caressed Su Han's forehead.

His breathing gradually steadied.

She carefully soaked a cloth strip in the stream water.

Gently wiping the blood from his face.

Every movement was extremely soft,

afraid of startling him from his slumber.

Moonlight spilled onto Su Han's pale face,

outlining his weary features.

Bi Yao's heart ached slightly.

She recalled the perilous moments during the battle.

Su Han had rushed towards the Lizard King without hesitation.

His bravery earned her admiration,

and even more, her worry.

She gripped his hand,

transmitting a faint warmth,

hoping he could feel her presence.

The night wind gently blew through the Bamboo Forest,

bringing a touch of coolness.

Bi Yao took off her outer garment,

and gently covered Su Han with it.

She leaned close to him,

whispering his name,

her voice filled with concern.

Su Han didn't respond,

but his brow slightly relaxed,

as if he had heard her call in his dream.

Bi Yao remembered the first time she met Su Han.

Back then, he was still a callow youth.

Now, he could stand on his own.

A warm current surged in her heart,

an emotion she had never felt before.

She gently kissed his fingers,

the action shy and sincere.

She told herself it was just for comfort,

but deep down, she knew it was much more.

Time slowly passed.

Bi Yao remained vigilant,

her ears catching every sound around them.

Fortunately, there were only insect chirps and the sound of wind.

She finally relaxed a little.

She took out the blood marrow demon orchid from her embrace.

It emitted a soft glow,

and a faint fragrance.

Bi Yao knew it was a sacred item for healing.

She carefully broke off a small petal,

and gently placed it into Su Han's mouth.

Hoping it would accelerate his recovery.

She herself only took a tiny bit,

saving most of it for Su Han.

Her wounds were still throbbing faintly,

but compared to Su Han's safety,

it was nothing.

She sat back down beside him,

her fingers gently stroking his hair,

the action filled with tender affection.

Su Han's breathing became more even.

Bi Yao felt a hint of relief.

She began to speak softly,

as if confiding in him,

and also as if comforting herself.

She spoke of their future plans,

hoping to grow stronger together,

and no longer let each other fall into danger.

Her voice was gentle and firm.

Under the moonlight,

her eyes were as soft as water.

Finally,

Su Han's eyelashes trembled slightly.

Bi Yao's heart pounded.

She held her breath,

waiting for him to open his eyes.

A moment later,

Su Han slowly opened his eyes.

His gaze was a little dazed,

but quickly focused on Bi Yao's face.

He managed a faint smile,

his voice weak but warm.

"Bi Yao,

are you alright?"

Bi Yao's tears almost welled up.

She nodded vigorously.

"I'm fine.

You're finally awake."

She helped him slowly sit up,

her movements cautious.

Su Han looked around,

seeing the stream and the Bamboo Forest.

His memories gradually returned.

He remembered the battle,

and the mysterious old man.

"Where is that Senior?"

he asked.

Bi Yao briefly explained everything,

including the old man's help and gifts.

Su Han sighed gratefully.

"We're really lucky."

Bi Yao squeezed his hand.

"It's not just luck.

It's because you desperately protected me."

Her voice was slightly choked.

Su Han squeezed her hand back,

the strength weak,

but conveying reassurance.

"You too.

That last sword strike was too precise."

They exchanged smiles,

the atmosphere becoming relaxed.

Bi Yao helped him check his wounds,

finding that they were already healing.

The effects of the blood marrow demon orchid were significant.

She let out a sigh of relief.

"We need to recover our strength as soon as possible,"

she said.

Su Han nodded in agreement,

but he first worried about Bi Yao's injuries.

"How are your wounds?

Let me see."

Bi Yao blushed slightly,

but still let him examine them.

Su Han's fingers gently touched her arm.

There was a shallow scratch there.

His touch made her heart race.

"I'm fine.

Just a minor injury,"

she whispered.

Su Han, however, insisted on applying the remaining herbs to her wound.

His movements were focused and gentle.

Bi Yao watched him silently,

her heart filled with sweetness.

After treating the wounds,

they leaned against a bamboo stalk to rest,

their shoulders gently touching,

sharing each other's body warmth.

The night grew deeper,

but neither of them felt sleepy.

Su Han recounted the details of the battle,

praising Bi Yao's calmness.

Bi Yao, in turn, admired his courage.

Their conversation gradually deepened,

talking about their pasts and dreams.

Su Han shared his growth experiences,

and Bi Yao also opened her heart,

speaking of her loneliness and desires.

This honesty brought them closer.

Su Han gently wrapped his arm around her shoulder.

"From now on, I won't let you face danger alone,"

he promised.

Bi Yao leaned against him,

feeling his warmth.

"We both need to be well,"

she responded.

Under the moonlight,

their shadows intertwined.

Bi Yao looked up,

into Su Han's eyes.

They reflected the stars and her own reflection.

She instinctively leaned closer.

Su Han also lowered his head.

Their breaths mingled.

Their first kiss was gentle and tentative,

filled with cherished emotion.

Bi Yao closed her eyes,

immersed in the tranquility of the moment.

Su Han's lips were warm and soft,

conveying unspoken love.

When they parted,

both of them had flushed faces.

Bi Yao shyly lowered her head.

Su Han chuckled.

"I've always wanted to do that,"

he admitted.

Bi Yao's heart pounded like a drum,

but she felt happy.

They continued to cuddle,

planning their next steps.

Su Han suggested they fully heal first,

then use the blood marrow demon orchid to enhance their Cultivation Technique.

Bi Yao completely agreed.

She took out the plant,

carefully allocating its use.

They both circulated their Cultivation Technique,

absorbing the energy within it.

The process was slow and comfortable.

Su Han's strength was recovering,

and Bi Yao also felt her power growing.

During this time,

they occasionally exchanged glances,

smiles, or gentle touches.

Every small gesture was filled with intimacy.

As dawn approached,

Su Han had fully recovered,

and even his Cultivation Technique had improved.

The same was true for Bi Yao.

They stood up and stretched their bodies.

Su Han held Bi Yao's hand.

"Thank you for taking care of me,"

he said sincerely.

Bi Yao shook her head.

"This is for both of us."

She leaned closer to him,

giving him a hug.

Su Han hugged her tightly back,

feeling her presence.

The embrace was long and warm,

as if they wanted to merge into each other.

Finally,

they packed their belongings,

preparing to leave the area.

But Bi Yao suggested they rest a little longer,

to enjoy this rare tranquility.

They sat by the stream,

their feet immersed in the cool water.

Su Han told jokes to amuse Bi Yao.

Her laughter was as melodious as a Silver Bell.

He also felt happy.

Around noon,

sunlight filtered through the bamboo leaves.

They shared simple food.

Bi Yao fed Su Han fruit,

her actions natural and affectionate.

Su Han did the same.

Their interactions were like those of a tacit understanding couple.

After the meal,

they practiced their sword techniques,

offering each other pointers for improvement.

Su Han held Bi Yao's hand from behind,

guiding her in the techniques of the soft sword.

His closeness made her feel secure.

She also taught him some agile movement techniques.

Time flew by in laughter.

In the evening,

they decided to find a safer place to spend the night.

Hand in hand, they strolled through the Bamboo Forest.

Bi Yao's head rested on Su Han's shoulder.

Su Han occasionally kissed her hair.

These affectionate gestures became commonplace.

They found a cave,

and after careful inspection, decided to settle in.

Su Han built a bonfire,

and Bi Yao arranged the resting place.

They worked seamlessly together.

At night,

they leaned against each other, chatting,

and planning their future adventures.

Su Han promised to always protect Bi Yao.

Bi Yao also vowed to never leave his side.

Their feelings deepened through their conversation.

Finally,

Bi Yao fell asleep in Su Han's arms.

His arms were wrapped around her,

providing safety and warmth.

Su Han looked at her peaceful sleeping face,

his heart filled with love.

He gently kissed her forehead,

and whispered goodnight.