Shuimu Tsinghua (Five)

"Lotus!" The peacock stood on a tree and waved at the lotus. "Look, I climbed up here. The view here is really beautiful!"
"Get down quickly! You're going to crush the tree!" Furong scolded from the side.
"Hahaha, it's none of your business, hoho." He stood on the tree and flaunted his prowess at Furong, his tail almost reaching the sky.
Lotus watched them quarreling by the side and found it quite lively. Seeing Frangipani's face turning red with anger, she raised her head and said to Peacock, "Alright, come down quickly. It's dangerous up there."
After listening to the lotus's words, the peacock obediently climbed down from the tree.
"Hmph, birds with feathers can't even fly." Lotus felt victorious, and her expression eased.
Regarding the sarcastic remarks and ridicule from Furong, Peacock has always been indifferent. But ever since he spoke from the heart with Magnolia, he suddenly became cautious and no longer dared to be as intimate as before, only staying faithfully by her side.
Looking at her gentle face, she restrained her arrogant demeanor.
The peacock still looks like a child who hasn't grown up. Innocent and fresh like a flower just blossomed in a greenhouse, he has been well protected by peonies. These days, he has been racking his brains trying to find a way to fully express his feelings, but no matter which plan he comes up with, he is not entirely satisfied. He always feels that he exudes a sense of immaturity.
The truth seems to be on the verge of coming out, but he refuses to dwell on the most likely outcome.
"What are you thinking about?" Lotus asked in a soft voice.
The peacock shook his head and said, "Nothing, really. I just suddenly remembered that I have something to do. Sister, I'll come find you later."
After saying that, he ran away as if escaping.
He just suddenly wanted to be alone, walking by the lotus flowers. He felt that he may not be worthy of her.
The mountains are full of green, and the wind gently touches the lawn, creating waves made of green grass.
The peacock lies on the lawn with his hands behind his head, reminiscing about everything that has happened since his first encounter with the lotus. She is so perfect, as if no one can taint her in the slightest.
He seemed to have never really approached her on her own.
Just as he was thinking, a familiar figure suddenly walked over, it turned out to be Furong.
"What are you lying here for?" She sat beside Kongque and asked. Unexpectedly, she didn't come to find fault with him, her simple question seemed to be just a friend's concern.
"Furong, I..." At this moment, Kongque just wanted to find someone to vent to. He also wanted to know if there was even a tiny bit of hope in Furong's eyes for him and Hehua.
"I have fallen in love with a lotus flower!"
"I knew it a long time ago, but..." Lotus hesitated to speak.
"What's wrong?" Peacock was very anxious.
After struggling for a while, Lotus smiled bitterly and told Peacock, "I just saw Yan going to the mountaintop to find the lotus flower. It seems like there's something going on."
She paused and said, "We have lived together for so many years, and I can still see some of your thoughts."
She looked sympathetic and patted the peacock's back in comfort, "Some things are destined from the beginning and cannot be forced..."
"Ah ah ah, don't leave, I haven't finished yet," Fuyong said as she watched the peacock hurriedly walk away, but she didn't chase after it.
With no one around, she smiled slightly, licked her lips, turned into a wisp of smoke, and dissipated in the wind.
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"Why are you so careless!" As soon as Kongque arrived at the top of the mountain, she saw Hehua sulking and venting her anger.
"It's just a minor injury, it's, it's nothing." The dark-skinned Yanyou's skin emitted a hint of blush, indicating his embarrassment at the moment.
The lotus didn't raise its head, carefully helping Yan heal his injuries. She could faintly hear a hint of sobbing in her voice: "Even though the injuries are this serious, you still say it's a small matter."
The entire person has completely lost its color, with a visible groove of white bones from the ribs to the groin. This kind of injury, if it were an ordinary person, they would have had their limbs amputated long ago.
However, Yan's face had no expression other than shyness. When Hua treated his wound, she accidentally touched it, but he didn't even furrow his brow. He only worried about whether she had gotten her hands dirty.
And the lotus just kept blaming him for his recklessness.
The peacock listened incomprehensibly, knowing that he was getting closer and closer to the so-called truth.
He turned around and left the mountaintop.
In a daze, he didn't know where to go, just walking forward like a zombie.
In the uninhabited mountains, where no one can be found.
In the darkness, a hidden figure waits for the opportunity and strikes down this poor peacock.