Fox Song

Chapter 38 What is love?
The night is deep.

There was a small wall clock hanging on the wall, and the hands of the clock were ticking slightly.

At this time, the hour hand has pointed to a position between three and four.

Xiaojing sat cross-legged on the big bed in Qianqiu Hotel with her eyes closed and a solemn expression.

From time to time, blue and green lights appeared alternately behind her head, and there was a faint halo-like appearance, which was just like Guanyin sitting on a lotus.

She is meditating.

In the evening, the three returned to Jinling from the valley. Lanlan returned to her residence, while Zixuan and Xiaojing insisted on returning to the hotel. The next morning, Zixuan had to go to Jinling Art College to find the teacher Lin Junjie mentioned by the students. She felt that it seemed more convenient here.

Not long after they returned to the hotel, Xiaojing suddenly felt touched. She knew that this was an epiphany.

Zixuan was also very happy when she heard about it. You know, enlightenment is something you can only encounter by chance. At this time, Xiaojing naturally couldn't leave the city again and choose a quiet valley or cave to practice in seclusion.

So, she discussed with Zixuan and decided to meditate in the hotel room right away.

Zi Xuan thought about it and agreed. After all, it was just meditation, not fighting with punches or kicks. If it didn't cause any major problems, it would be fine.

With Zixuan by her side, Xiaojing was not worried at all. So, she quickly entered into meditation without any distractions.

It is said that the great hermits hide in the city, and the small hermits hide in the wild. People like them who are demons can naturally be considered great hermits.

Although it was a hotel and only ordinary people came and went, Zi Xuan hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign outside the room for safety reasons. She secretly set up several isolation arrays in the room, so that not a single trace of spiritual power could be transmitted.

Xiaojing sat there for seven hours.

No one knew when her meditation would end. Zixuan was going to do magic for her, so she naturally wouldn't sleep. Zixuan didn't feel bored, and was happy for Xiaojing. She knew that since she was meditating, Xiaojing was not far from a breakthrough.

After closing her eyes and resting for a while, Zixuan opened her eyes and looked at Xiaojing in front of her. She was still motionless.

Xiaojing was about 18 or 19 years old, with a delicate face that still showed youthfulness. The corners of her lips were slightly raised, revealing a hint of mischief and stubbornness.

Zixuan suddenly thought of her eldest brother's posthumous child, Duoduo. When she left, her little niece was only five years old. When Duoduo didn't speak, her lips often looked like this. But she usually talked a lot.

Yes! After so many years, I wonder if my family is doing well. I guess that naughty little niece has grown into a pretty girl...

"Sister, will I marry you when I grow up?"

"Can't!"

"why not?"

"I am a woman and I want to get married too"

"Then marry me, please. I will marry you!"

"Can't!"

"Why not?"

"Because you are a woman too!"

"Then...then I will marry you?"

……

Thinking of the little girl who was five years older and still insisted on sleeping with her, Zixuan felt a sense of warmth in her heart for some reason.

Zixuan was thinking randomly like this.

An hour later, Xiaojing finally ended her meditation.

"A breakthrough?"

"Not yet!" Xiao Jing sighed, "I have touched it faintly, but it seems that something is missing." "What is missing?"

Everyone has a different way of practicing, so Zi Xuan naturally doesn’t know.

"However, I believe I will be able to catch up with Sister Lanlan soon!" Xiaojing said with a smile.

Zixuan nodded, laughing inwardly. Xiaojing said she didn't care, but in fact, her competitive spirit was stronger than anyone else's.

In the early morning, soft sunlight shines into the room through the curtains.

Xiaojing blinked and opened her eyes, and saw that it was already bright outside.

She habitually took the bedside phone and looked at it. It was already 10:. No wonder the sun was setting. She slept very well and woke up naturally.

After meditation last night, Xiaojing was in high spirits and had no desire to sleep. She dragged Zixuan to chat for a long time. If Zixuan hadn't insisted on stopping, I don't know if it would have continued until dawn.

Big sister? Xiao Jing looked at the empty bed next to her and couldn't help but call out. No one answered in the room, obviously Zi Xuan was not there.

Xiaojing picked up her phone and called Zixuan. Unfortunately, she called twice, and each time a soft voice responded: Sorry, no one answered the call you called, please call again later!
Strange, where did she go? She didn't even answer the phone. She suddenly remembered that thing that Zixuan had been thinking about. It seemed that she should go to the Art Academy to find Teacher Lin. Otherwise, she wouldn't just abandon herself here like that!
Xiao Jing thought of this and smiled in her heart. Her elder sister usually looked righteous, but in fact, she valued love over friendship. It seemed that Sister Zixuan would be like Sister Lanlan in the future, and would go out in pairs.

However, when she thought of Lanlan and Zixuan, and then associated herself with them, she couldn't help but feel a little gloomy again.

If the previous relationship was real, and if it could have lasted, they would probably have been inseparable, even if he was an ordinary mortal.

"Ask what love is in this world, and it will teach you how to make love between life and death..."

Xiao Jing muttered to herself.

Originally, she had lost faith in love due to the blow, but after she was sure that Zixuan went to find JJ Lin, she felt some emotions moving again!
……

Although Xiaojing is unreliable and rarely says the right thing, she was right this time.

Zixuan slept differently from Xiaojing. Perhaps because she had something on her mind, she did not sleep well all night. Although she went to bed late, she woke up early in the morning.

Based on past experience, Zixuan was sure that Xiaojing would not wake up for a while. So, she quietly got up, washed, put on makeup, and had breakfast. After finishing all these, she drove straight to Jinling Academy of Arts.

When Xiaojing called, Zixuan was walking slowly along the playground of the Art Academy.

Today is Monday, and there is a job fair on campus. As graduation season approaches, there are more and more such events.

There were seventy or eighty booths at this job fair. The venue was crowded with people and the atmosphere was bustling.

In addition to people from the Academy of Art, Zixuan also saw students from other schools, who were looking around and lingering in front of the booth with exquisite resumes in their hands.

As for the ringing of the cell phone in Zixuan's bag, she couldn't hear it at all...

Jinling Academy of Arts is a well-known art institution in China. Although the number of students in the academy is not as large as those in the three universities in the university town due to its professionalism, it has been in operation for more than a hundred years and has nearly 10,000 students. Therefore, the campus covers a large area. If a stranger comes in without any rules and walks around randomly, he will probably be like a headless fly and can't find his destination.

Zixuan had known about Jinling Academy of Arts for a long time, but this was her first time here. After she came in and parked her car, she saw a plaque with an introduction to the academy and a map of the building distribution near the parking lot. After stopping to look for a few minutes, she had a general understanding of the distribution of the various departments of the Academy of Arts.

Jinling Academy of Arts has 18 secondary colleges, including the College of Humanities, the College of Fine Arts, the College of Music, the College of Design, the College of Dance, etc. The College of Fine Arts where JJ Lin is studying is located in the northeast of the campus. You can reach your destination by walking through the stadium of the College of Design, the College of Film and Television, and the library.

Walking slowly on the campus and breathing the fresh and familiar air, Zixuan seemed to feel like she was back in the days when she was in college.

There are both broad roads and winding paths in the college. Green trees and bright flower beds complement each other. There is also a small lake on campus with sparkling water. You can see some male and female students sitting under the willow trees by the lake and reading.

The School of Art exudes the charm of art everywhere. There are many modern buildings on campus, and there are also pavilions and towers dotted here and there as places for leisure. Each building is independent and yet natural, and it is also full of the charm of Chinese gardens. It is said that these architectural designs are the masterpieces of the teachers and students of the school.

Although it was Zixuan's first time here, she quickly arrived at the building of the Academy of Fine Arts by following the signboards.

As she approached the building, her steps slowed down a little, and she inexplicably felt a sense of anticipation and inexplicable worry in her heart.

……

(End of this chapter)