The Guardians: The Swordsman of the Moon

Old brother

"Xian'er, from today on he will be your bodyguard and playmate." Li Huan said as he patted the shoulder of a boy who was about seven or eight years old.

Mo Xian, who was busy reading with Xiao Hei, looked at the boy with a face as calm as water, as if he had no other expression on his calm face.

Mo Xian then watched the boy from head to toe, looking up at him, then discovering that the boy resembled his older brother in a previous life that he had seen in the photo album of memories, he could not help his shock, but he was happier, at that time his older brother was always calm like that as if he did not care about anything, but in reality his older brother loved him very much, giving him quiet attention.

Recalling the past, Mo Xian back when he was still named Li Yixin, that little Li Yixin was very difficult to manage, she said, playing wherever he wanted without worrying about anything and making people around him often scold him for fear that little Li Yixin might get hurt because of his mischief.

In the past, his elder brother had also often scolded him if Li Yixin started to cross the line and harm himself, Li Yixin could feel his brother's worries, too, but no matter how angry her older brother was with Li Yixin, her older brother was always there for her.

Accompanying and looking after her, it made little Li Yixin become a little unnerved while doing things she thought were interesting without worry, because inside her brain and heart were already embedded.

"I have a great big brother that I can always count on, I don't have to worry, big brother will always be there for me and protect me."

Such thinking even continued until he grew up, spoiledly asking his older brother to drive him to the university dormitory and promise to visit him every month. Li Yixin did not even let her older brother go home before her brother promised her.

However, Li Yixin did not at all think that it would be the last day that she met her older brother and just died in the flames, and for the first time her older brother did not protect and save her.

Recalling it, Mo Xian's gaze was slightly blank and began to glaze over until Li Huan became worried about it.

"What's wrong, Xian'er you don't like it?" li Huan asked meekly.

Aware, Mo Xian immediately shook his head and laughed hugging Li Huan happily, saying she was fine and couldn't help feeling happier because she didn't expect at all in this world she would also have an older brother.

"A Xian didn't want a bodyguard, he was going to be A Xian's gege" he said back then and Wu Jiao Xing's reaction back then was very complicated as if he was holding back constipation, it was so funny that Mo Xian would never forget it.

Days later passed, Mo Xian realized that his older brother in this life had turned out to be worse than his older brother in the past.

Wu Jiao Xing looks like a wooden block carved into a human statue, very few expressions could be displayed on his face and always obeyed Mo Xian's words and always accompanied Mo Xian wherever Mo Xian went, like a bodyguard and a personal servant.

It made Mo Xian unhappy, he did not want to have such a relationship with the person who was already set in his heart as an elder brother. So, slowly Mo Xian began to make trouble for her in order for Wu Jiao Xing to show more expression and pay attention to her.

Originally, as much as any matter was created by Mo Xian for Wu Jiao Xing, Wu Jiao Xing could always accept it as if he was the most patient person in the world and made Mo Xian think of hundreds of ways to get more familiar with the wooden statue.

Until he remembered how his older brother in the past was so angry at him when Li Yixin accidentally fell from a tree because he wanted to pick fruit, or scolded him when he fell off a bicycle, scolding him as he plays too far away from him, scolding him as he is chased by a hen as he kidnaps his son and various other things.

The memories made her realize, that Mo Xian had been wrong, she should not have made trouble for Wu Jiao Xing, instead she should make trouble for herself.

And his guess was correct, Wu Jiao Xing started to notice him and showed more expression in front of him. Wu Jiao Xing had become even more chatty than his older brother in the past.

In fact, it was the first person who would scold Mo Xian when Mo Xian made trouble, though, it was Wu Jiao Xing who was going to lecture him for an entire hour before Mo Xian and Wu Jiao Xing knelt in the courtyard of the house and listened to Li Zhou Ran's nag for two hours later.

It was really tiring, but Mo Xian was delighted that he was finally able to get closer to Wu Jiao Xing.

Every day he would call her "Gege!"

"Gee!"

"Gee!"

"Gee!"

And feeling freer as she teased him and asked Wu Jiao Xing for some things like asking him to make the same sword as Wu Jiao Xing, even loudly rejecting Li Huan's given sword, just then he stubbornly asked for the same sword as Wu Jiao Xing.

This was because Mo Xian was too deep into the role of a spoiled little sister and admired her older brother, in his eyes her older brother was the greatest person in the world after his father, even his original nature continues to carry over into this life.

"My gegem is always reliable and always there for me."

It was as if he was unaware that his true age was much older than Wu Jiao Xing. However, Mo Xian did not care as long as he was happy with it. Not expecting that thought would make her part with the person she deeply cared about once again in a different way.

In his previous life, it was Li Yixin who left behind his elder brother.

In his present life, Mo Xian who was left behind was left behind by his elder brother.

Wu Jiao Xing had left Mo Xian and was not coming back.

The Gege who was always there for him has gone.

"Gege ...."

Mo Xian cried with a tight chest as he touched his black sword, a sword specially crafted by Wu Jiao Xing for him as he asked shamelessly.

"Gege ...."

In that narrow room Mo Xian stayed alone to call an older brother who would not answer his call. Just as he called his elder brother in the flames, no one answered his call.

In different situations, Li Yixin and Mo Xian both felt excruciating pain.