The Way of the Sword (BL)

Chapter 117: Everyone has something to hide (2)

While Yi Yuga and Zemin Yan have their talk about the mysterious talisman, Bai Lin and Huang Deshi was lying in the same bed. 

Bai Lin had finished getting ready for bed when Huang Deshi approached and lay on his bed as if he wanted nothing. Bai Lin could only roll his eyes at Huang Deshi's childish behavior of his family. 

Bai Lin had braided his curly black hair to sleep better, the braid was a little loose allowing messy curls to fall through his golden eyes. He wore simple, lightweight bedding, courtesy of his little friend, who always carried his things in his space ring. 

"What's up, little brother Deshi?" Asked Bai Lin lying next to the 12-year-old Huang Deshi. Huang Deshi's hair was not tied, he simply left his long black hair spread across the pillow, as if he were the owner of the bed. 

The light from the room's bright globe was still on, the soft white light illuminated Bai Lin's dark skin giving a mysterious glow to the 16-year-old, his black hair seemed to absorb all the ambient light.

Bai Lin's golden eyes and Huang Deshi's red eyes met for a moment, it was enough for Bai Lin to know that his best friend had something heavy in his heart. Huang Deshi was a withdrawn person because of the various things he had spent in his childhood in a wealthy family, with his deceased mother and with many concubines at home vying for his father's favor. So many conspiracies that Huang Deshi's heart went cold for his own family. 

Huang Deshi rarely spoke his thoughts, behaving like an ice cube all year round, a stark contrast when he walked with the cheerful, sunny Bai Lin. Of course, Bai Lin knew that despite this apparent coldness his best friend was a very innocent person and full of warmth in his heart.

"Shi'er, are you going to tan me forever or tell me what's bothering you?" Bai Lin asked, lying on his side, he had already removed some of Huang Deshi's hair from the pillow. 

Huang Deshi pouted, projecting his childish pink lips, he always acted that way when Bai Lin called him so intimately. 

"Don't make that face, if I don't have to make you laugh bitterly!" Said Bai Lin in a tone full of veiled threats. Every time Huang Deshi pouted, Bai Lin wanted to play with Huang Deshi, either tickling the boy crying or whispering in his best friend's sensitive ears until he was red and angry.

"What do you think about big brother Yun?" Asked Huang Deshi suddenly. Despite being a year-round ice cube, he was different from Zhong Liang, as he preferred to speak directly when he finally opened his mouth. Zhong Liang had problems even communicating, often speaking incomplete thoughts or simply remaining silent throughout a conversation. 

"What I think? Well, he looks like a good person, which is quite rare for a person in his position. Generally, the disciples who see our city are all arrogant or very serious. Big brother Yun is a serious person, but he also seems to have a good heart and kindness to junior disciples, as we have seen today with children, "said Bai Lin thoughtfully. He didn't find it strange that his best friend asked about an older sibling, especially when this person behaved differently from the norm they had seen before. 

Huang Deshi agreed with Bai Lin's assessment, thinking of Yun San he felt his heart soften. A person likes Huang Deshi who saw the falsehood of people all the time and the cold, villainous heart of his family When he met people like Yun San who had higher status but behaved with kindness Well, it was hard for Huang Deshi not to be touched in your heart.

"He is different. Looking serious and closed on the outside, but a person full of warmth and kindness, "said Huang Deshi lost in thought. He is 12 years old this year and has always been isolated in his own family, having only Bai Lin by his side as he grew up. So Huang Deshi always paid attention to people's conduct, of course, he made comparisons between Yun San and Hong Yu who were disciples of the same master, even compared Yun San with the other disciples.

Yun San was very good, even compared to others, which attracted, even more, Huang Deshi, who always unconsciously sought people who were warm, since the beginning of his life was quite cold.

"Yes, big brother Yun is a bit like you. Little Shi'er in my family is a warm-hearted person, even with a cold face all year! "Bai Lin teased Huang Deshi, hugging his small body as he put his nose into the crook of little Huang's neck. 

"Stop! You know I'm tickled! "Asked Huang Deshi fighting in Bai Lin's arms.

"Ehhh! You knew the risk when climbing on my bed! Now you have to put up with it until you sleep! "Said Bai Lin maliciously as he kissed Huang Deshi's neck, making him laugh wildly. 

That would all be very suspicious if it weren't for how innocent the two were. Huang Deshi was at the age when his parents were supposed to talk about flowers and bees, but his mother died when he was very young and his father had so many concubines and children Anyway, the Huang Family elders didn't want their precious descendants to deviate from the path of cultivation, so they kept that subject away from Huang Deshi.

Already Bai Lin had no one to help explain these things to him, besides, because of the color of his black skin and golden eyes people rarely approached him, much less wanting to do sexual things with him. Of course, that could change when he entered a large sect, as there would be several people there who also had half the mixed blood and they would have different or even exotic skin color.

Bai Lin's movements were more on the instinctive side of his magical beast lineage, kisses, licks, and hugs were a way of showing affection to a person he considered close, trustworthy, and family. 

Bai Lin turned Huang Deshi head-on, the two boys faced each other again, Bai Lin's golden eyes had a soft and gentle glow, while Huang Deshi had a teary look and was panting. 

Their breathing mingled and their noses were close, Huang Deshi didn't quite understand why he felt a little nervous when looking at Bai Lin directly from that angle. His heart was beating very fast, faster than when he was training his family's secret techniques.