Hearing My Beautiful Senior Brother's Heart - Chapter 3

The array transported us into the Niwang Realm. The moment we arrived, we saw several short, emerald-green spirits… having a barbecue?

Flames leaped up, and the Bamboo Spirit shifted to the side, warning, “Watch it. Don’t burn my hair.”

The Flower Essence tending the fire giggled. “I won’t, I won’t.”

Then it turned its head and saw us. With a shriek, it flung away the burning stick in its hand. Under the Bamboo Spirit’s horrified gaze, the rising flames licked across the bamboo leaves on top of its head.

“Ahhh!!!”

The Bamboo Spirit clutched its hair and ran for its life.

The Flower Essence pointed at Ying Zhijing, who was coughing weakly, rolled its eyes back, and fainted.

Me: “…”

Yunzhu: “…”

Cheng Tan: “…”

Ying Zhijing smiled kindly. “It must have been so excited to see me again after all this time.”

I crouched down and shook the Flower Essence. A moment later, a slightly wilted little purple flower popped out on top of its head.

Cheng Tan took out a waterskin and poured it over the Bamboo Spirit’s head.

With a hiss, the fire on the Bamboo Spirit’s head went out. It touched the few bamboo leaves it had left and sobbed as if its heart had been torn out.

I fed the Flower Essence a pill, and it opened its eyes in a daze. “So noisy.”

Its dark, glossy eyes rolled around until its gaze landed on me. Its pupils widened. “You…”

I raised an eyebrow. It quickly looked away, only to see Ying Zhijing behind me. A silent scream rose in its throat, and its eyes rolled back again as it tried to faint.

“Hey.”

Quick as lightning, I pinched the leaves on top of its head. Its body went stiff, then it turned and buried itself in my clothes, whimpering.

“Wuwuwuwu, why are you back again?”

Ying Zhijing strode over. His voice and his inner thoughts rang in my ears at the same time.

“Get out.”

[You damned Flower Essence, get out of my junior sister’s arms right now!

[I haven’t even gotten to cuddle with her!

[Ahhhhh!

[I’m so mad!]

Listening to three different crying voices in my ears, I felt like my head was going to explode any second.

“Stop crying!”

I roared, then stood up. “Cry, cry, cry. You’ll cry all your good fortune away!”

All three sobbing voices stopped at once. I shook the purple Flower Essence out of my sleeve and asked, “Are you spirits from the Niwang Realm?”

The Flower Essence still had bean-sized tears pooled in its eyes. It answered timidly, “M-More or less.”