The Black Lotus Stole the White Moonlight (GL) - Chapter 10
“It’s not…” Mu Tianyin was about to subconsciously retort.
She paused after saying just two words.
Her main goal was to find the identity of the other’s father and clear Bai An’an of suspicion.
She was always cautious and rarely had emotional fluctuations.
She didn’t expect to make exceptions for this little girl so many times today.
Her expression became subdued, and without looking at Bai An’an, she said faintly, “It’s nothing.”
Bai An’an: “…”
Bai An’an glanced at her from the corner of her eye, her eyes rolling.
She knew that breaking through Mu Tianyin’s defenses would require a long-term strategy. Therefore, she wasn’t discouraged by the other’s indifference.
She walked forward and took Mu Tianyin’s hand.
Mu Tianyin’s fingers moved, but surprisingly, she didn’t pull away.
The corners of Bai An’an’s mouth immediately curved into a pleasant smile, and her face showed more genuine joy: “Senior sister, honestly, did you see my father?”
Mu Tianyin looked down at their intertwined fingers and then looked up at her again, “No.”
Bai An’an pursed her lips, her chubby cheeks becoming even rounder and cuter.
Mu Tianyin immediately recalled the image of the little girl she saw in the memory fragment.
When Bai An’an was young, she couldn’t even eat her fill, so her face naturally couldn’t have any flesh.
At that time, she was thin and short, and her little face was dark and yellow.
Her frame was small, and her little body supported a big head, almost comparable to a skeleton.
That image of hers was completely different from her current jade-like and adorable appearance.
Mu Tianyin was momentarily dazed thinking about these things, but there were other matters to attend to on the peak, and she couldn’t always linger with Bai An’an.
She paused, intending to give a few words of advice and leave.
As she turned around, her sleeve was suddenly grabbed.
Without even thinking, she knew who was holding her sleeve.
She turned back and, as expected, saw Bai An’an’s pitiful eyes.
“Senior sister, are you going to disappear for another month after leaving?” Bai An’an grabbed her sleeve, her fingers tightly intertwined, looking pitiful.
Acting weak and pitiful was always Bai An’an’s forte.
She suddenly realized that Mu Tianyin seemed particularly susceptible to this.
After a moment, she suddenly let go of her fingers, lowered her head, and stared at her toes in dismay, murmuring, “Sorry, senior sister. An’an has overstepped her bounds. I shouldn’t have troubled senior sister.”
Mu Tianyin was a head taller than Bai An’an.
When she lowered her head, she could only see her fluffy hair.
Mu Tianyin had never been good at comforting people, especially fragile girls like Bai An’an.
She paused, turned back, raised her arm, and placed her hand on Bai An’an’s head.
Bai An’an felt the weight on her head and looked up.
She saw Mu Tianyin’s ice-sculpted face slightly relax, looking almost happy.
She wasn’t sure, as Mu Tianyin’s expressions were always minimal.
“Senior sister?”
Mu Tianyin’s hand rested on her head, and she tentatively rubbed it. Bai An’an was too delicate, and she didn’t dare to use too much force.
After all, the image of the girl in the previous memory fragment, so thin that she seemed to fall apart at a touch, had left a deep impression on her.
The corners of her mouth slightly twitched, and her voice was clear and pleasant, “Don’t worry, I’ll come often from now on.”
Upon hearing this, Bai An’an immediately smiled like a blooming spring flower, “Senior sister! You’re so good to me!”
She treasured even the smallest kindness from others.
And despite her childhood experiences, she seemed to have no shadows in her heart, still carefree.
Mu Tianyin felt that the mysteries surrounding this girl were increasing, but she wasn’t annoying.
After a moment, she slowly said, “You really don’t remember anything?”
Bai An’an was taken aback, blinking in surprise, “Senior sister, what are you talking about? An’an hasn’t forgotten anything.”
“Then you…” Mu Tianyin’s long eyelashes drooped slightly, and after a pause, she glanced at her without continuing.
From then on, Mu Tianyin kept her promise and came to see Bai An’an whenever she had time.
Seeing that Mu Tianyin was so cooperative, Bai An’an naturally took advantage of the situation. She clung to Mu Tianyin, acting spoiled and foolish.
And she didn’t forget her original purpose.
She had to win over Mu Tianyin before Song Qiyu left the Cliff of Reflection.
The effect of the last memory viewing was good, and Bai An’an planned to continue her efforts.
So she repeatedly mentioned asking Mu Tianyin to help her find her father.
“Senior sister, what does An’an’s father look like? Why won’t you tell me?”
Mu Tianyin replied in a calm and even voice, “I haven’t found him yet.”
Bai An’an asked curiously, “If you haven’t found him, then keep looking!”
Mu Tianyin lowered her eyes and then looked up at her again, hesitating to speak.
The girl was just a mortal and couldn’t withstand magic. So she could only occasionally explore her memories little by little.
Mu Tianyin raised her finger and placed it on her chest.
Thinking of the Xuanyin bl00d that hadn’t been fully absorbed in her heart, a shadow always weighed on her mind, heavy and oppressive.
That night, she didn’t hesitate and concealed her presence to go to Bai An’an’s boudoir.
She landed silently in the room, her footsteps making no sound on the floor.
Bai An’an woke up almost the moment the other person entered the room.
After all, Mu Tianyin was powerful and didn’t bother to conceal herself, making her as conspicuous as a bright light bulb.
The moment Mu Tianyin approached, Bai An’an immediately put on an act.
She gripped the edge of the bed, digging her fingernails in, as if dreaming of something terrifying, her face full of panic.
“Mother, don’t hit An’er—”
Mu Tianyin leaned down slightly and suddenly heard this sentence.
She couldn’t help but look down and saw the girl lying on the bed, seemingly having a nightmare, her pale face covered in fine sweat.
Mu Tianyin reached out her finger, just about to touch her forehead, when Bai An’an grabbed her arm.
Mu Tianyin’s eyebrows twitched, and she looked up.
She saw the girl’s slender fingers tightly gripping her wrist.
The other person hugged her arm, refusing to let go, still murmuring something in her sleep.
Mu Tianyin knew she must be dreaming of her childhood experiences.
Bai An’an hugged her arm, resting her head on her fingers.
Mu Tianyin was about to pull her hand away when she suddenly froze.
A tear slipped from Bai An’an’s eye and landed on the back of Mu Tianyin’s hand.
Mu Tianyin had seen people cry before, but she had never seen anyone cry like Bai An’an.
The other person hugged her arm, biting her lip tightly, not crying out loud, just shedding tears profusely.
She looked particularly wronged and pitiful.
Mu Tianyin sighed softly, sat down on her bed, and raised her other arm, gently placing it on Bai An’an’s shoulder.
Bai An’an took the opportunity to roll into Mu Tianyin’s arms.
She nestled in her arms, slightly curling her lips, still sobbing and muttering, “Mother, don’t hit An’er. An’er will be very, very good to you in the future.”
Mu Tianyin hugged the girl’s slender body, her eyelashes trembling slightly.
She was silent for a long time before responding with a sigh, “Mm.”
Bai An’an hugged her, burying her head in her arms, and, knowing Mu Tianyin couldn’t see her, her smile became even more unrestrained.
This move was right. She had indeed gained her sympathy.
She didn’t expect her uneventful childhood memories to have such a wonderful use.
Thinking that all she had done was worthwhile, she didn’t mind reliving the pain in her dreams.
Bai An’an’s lips curved into a sweet smile.
Misty lights suddenly flickered before her eyes.
Bai An’an stood still and looked around, knowing she had been pulled into a memory fragment again.
She stood in the first-floor hall, watching people come and go.
Girls in revealing clothes kept coming down from the second floor, twisting their waists and smiling broadly, greeting customers.
Bai An’an watched without any emotion, when someone suddenly pushed her shoulder.
She frowned and turned her head, seeing a little girl with twin buns, slightly taller than her, saying, “An’an, what are you staring at?”
Bai An’an didn’t remember of the courtyard master, was the brothel’s madam.
Bai An’an turned her head and, sure enough, saw the courtyard master in the first-floor hall.
Without saying a word, the little girl suddenly grabbed Bai An’an’s hand and ran towards the second floor.
Bai An’an let her pull her, not pulling her hand away.
She was wondering where Mu Tianyin would be hiding to watch the show.
She didn’t want Mu Tianyin to watch the whole thing from the sidelines.
She remembered that the trigger for Mu Tianyin’s appearance last time was when she was injured.
A pleasant female voice interrupted Bai An’an’s thoughts.
“Oh, isn’t this Xiao Tao and Xiao An’er? Where are you two going?” The woman was wearing a green gauze dress, her eyes were like water, and the green jade bracelet on her wrist made her skin look like solidified cream.
Xiao Tao stood still and said crisply, “Miss Cuiyan!”
“Eh!” The woman responded with a smile, glanced down at Bai An’an, and her eyes suddenly stopped.
She took a few steps forward, grabbed Bai An’an’s chin, and forced her to lift her face: “Did your mother hit you again?”
Bai An’an mumbled, “No.”
Cuiyan looked at her for a moment and shook her head.
She first took out some candy from her sleeve and stuffed it into Xiao Tao’s hand, telling her to go play by herself. Then she grabbed Bai An’an’s hand and pushed open the door to enter the room.
Bai An’an lowered her head, sitting uneasily on the round stool, and murmured, “Sister Cuiyan, my mother is still calling me.”
Cuiyan reached out and touched her head, “Be good. How about I apply medicine for you and then send you back?”
Bai An’an hesitated for a moment and agreed.
Before long, a maid brought a guest upstairs.
Bai An’an naturally couldn’t stay here any longer and hurriedly lowered her head and ran out of the room.
All kinds of guests came, including those with special preferences who liked her kind of bean sprout who had no meat on her bones.
When Bai An’an returned to her cheap mother’s room, her cheap mother had just finished a transaction and was sitting in front of the dressing mirror, combing her long hair.
Hearing the movement at the door, she called without turning her head, “An’er.”
Bai An’an paused, knowing that the opportunity had come.
If her cheap mother ignored her and pretended not to see her, there would be peace.
Every time she called her in this calm tone, it meant she was about to go crazy.
However, the corners of Bai An’an’s pursed lips slightly turned up.
To lure Mu Tianyin out, it was just what she wanted.
Thinking of this, her face showed a timid and uneasy expression, and she murmured again, “Mother, what do you want An’er to do?”