Red Heart Patrols the Sky

"Woo woo woo, woo woo woo..."

This is a monotonous, vast, small room.

Square, empty, without doors, without windows. It shuts out everything, isolates everything.

It is oppressive.

Or perhaps, it is safe.

There is nothing in the room.

Only a delicate little girl in a white long dress, curled up in the shadow of a corner. Her slender hands hugging her knees, face buried there, crying.

Like a small white flower that might be broken by the wind at any moment.

Her sobs are so weak, afraid to be heard, intermittent, softly stifled.

"Stand up! Stand up!"

A sharp and venomous voice suddenly resounded outside the room, rapidly approaching as if about to smash the room: "Zhu Bijing, how can you be like this for a stinking man!"

The little girl in the white dress trembled reflexively and raised her head—

At this moment, her quiet eyes were looking at herself in the mirror.

The Zhu Bijing in the mirror, dressed in the Diao Hai Building’s true inheritor’s Daoist robe, sitting quietly on a bamboo stool, resembled a portrait of a maiden fixed in the mirror. Her black hair cascading over her shoulders, expression cold and quiet, eyebrows unemotional, eyes without ripples, where was there any trace of past shyness or weakness?

Spring had arrived in the Near Sea Archipelago, here on Huai Island, the white-browed azaleas were in full bloom.

This unique azalea on Huai Island gets its name from petals with two white horizontal lines. Thus, it is said, "The beloved has not returned, the azaleas have already white brows."

Granny Bizhu, when she was still alive, loved these flowers. She often sat alone to appreciate them.

Back then, Zhu Bijing did not really understand that kind of feeling.

Now she sat in her secluded courtyard on Huai Island, her jade-like fingers holding a wooden comb, carefully combing her long hair.

One could still hear the leisurely sound of waves, and the blue-beaked gulls flying freely outside the window.

As the true inheritor of the Elder Jinghai from Diao Hai Building, Zhu Bijing’s life in the Near Sea Archipelago should have been carefree and without worries.

She herself possessed quite an outstanding strength among the younger generation, and moreover, Gu Huaixin was such a protective True Man of the Age.

Yet her movements while combing her hair were slow, as if she had forgotten how to comb. In her serene eyes, it seemed there was a hidden concern submerged deep underwater.

In this vibrant spring, on a morning filled with endless hope.

The copper mirror in front of her suddenly rippled like water.

The face reflected in the twisted wave patterns in the mirror transformed into another woman’s visage. Her features bore a slight resemblance to Zhu Bijing, but what should have been softer and more graceful features were forced into an extremely venomous expression.

"Zhu Bijing! How long do you intend to hide from me?!"

She said this in a grim voice, but then her tone suddenly turned gentle and her face unfolded like a pancake: "Have you forgotten how your sister took care of you, how well she treated you?"

Zhu Bijing’s hand paused in her hair: "No, I’m not hiding from you."

"Then what are you thinking about?" the woman in the mirror asked with concern, "You haven’t been practicing properly these days..."

Zhu Bijing’s eyelids drooped slightly, concealing many emotions in deep waters.

What was she thinking?

Thinking of that once timid little girl.

Thinking of how Jiang Wang came to the Near Sea Archipelago before heading to the Monster Realm, wanting to thank her in person.

But she did not see him.

She just didn’t want gratitude between friends.

Little did she know, that hesitation was a farewell forever.

"Why aren’t you speaking?" The woman in the mirror suddenly leaned closer, her face starting to fume, the venom in her eyes almost spilling out of the copper mirror: "Are you thinking about that Jiang Wang again? He’s dead, what’s there to think about! He was nothing but a hypocrite camouflaged as a gentleman, using you as a pawn. Initially saving you was also due to Qi Country’s strategy, intending to undermine Diao Hai Building’s authority, why can’t you see clearly? In this world, only your sister would truly be good to you, Zhu Bijing! Why can’t you understand?!"

"Zhu Bijing, speak! Zhu Bijing!"

The woman in the mirror continued her endless scolding: "Zhu Bijing! You—"

"Stop shouting!" Zhu Bijing suddenly stood up and shouted back!

Yet her instant outburst of emotion was forcibly suppressed again. She looked at the astonished and hurt expression of Zhu Suyao in the mirror, turned and walked away, voice low: "I’m very tired, sister."

"Hahaha..." The woman in the mirror initially looked stunned, then pained, and finally burst into sharp laughter: "You dare to scold me, you dare to scold your own elder sister for a stinking man, for an outsider?!"

"Are you still human? Do you have any conscience?" She clawed and ranted, outrage like a madwoman: "Who raised you? Who protected you? Who fed you and clothed you? You’re nothing but a beast!"

"Woo woo woo..." The woman in the mirror began to cry again: "Why don’t even you understand me? Haven’t I been good enough to you? I’ve taken care of you since you were small, being both father and mother to you, and I was just a little girl myself then, I too wanted to be cared for... I’ve always given you the best, barely made it into the Immortal Gate, had to bring you along, Granny said you weren’t talented, I kneeled outside her door for three days... Bijing, haven’t I been good to you? Where did I go wrong? I’ve strived so hard to live, been sincere towards others, I’ve never meant harm to anyone, never done bad deeds. Yet why do they all just use me, all want to hurt me? Clearly, I am the one who was hurt, why do you all think I was wrong? Why even my dearest younger sister, wants to abandon me? Why, why, wah..."

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