That evening, Xueyao sat on one of the swings in their wooden mansion, surrounded by green leaves and lovely flowers in bloom. She was reading a novel she really wasn't following. It was a love story between a white fox and a mortal farmer. The mortal farmer was so bewitched by the immortal that he was willing to let go of his entire family and life in the mortal realm and follow the immortal back to the fox clan at the cost of his life.
Sometimes love really makes people do stupid things.
Xueyao had to stop reading as the book fell halfway read on her lap, the swing rocking gently back and forth as she stared around in thought.
How come she had never really been bothered about the concept of love or romance both in her mortal and immortal life?
Xueyao's left hand moved on the swing she sat on and wondered what love really was.
