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Ao Bing's eyes flickered, as if assessing whether to continue this topic. "Perhaps we both need time to understand each other. You just revealed your secret to me, and I need some time to think about how to respond."
Nezha nodded in understanding. "It's okay, I'm not in a hurry. After all, I've kept my own secret for so many years before telling anyone."
The two fell into a peculiar silence. This silence was not awkward; rather, it was filled with a sense of understanding and tacit connection. At that moment, the barrier between them seemed to dissolve, replaced by a brand new bond.
Outside the window, rain arrived quietly. The sound of raindrops tapping against the glass was like a gentle lullaby. Ao Bing lifted his head and looked outside, his gaze filled with an emotion that Nezha couldn't quite comprehend.
"Do you like the rain?" Nezha asked, trying to break the silence.
"Yes," Ao Bing replied softly, "the sound of rain makes me feel at ease."
"I actually prefer thunderstorms," Nezha said with a smile. "The wild energy makes my blood boil."
Ao Bing smiled slightly. "Water and fire are truly different."
"But they can coexist, can't they?" Nezha said meaningfully.
Ao Bing glanced at Nezha, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes before he understood. "Yes, they can coexist, even complement each other."
Suddenly Nezha thought of something and jumped off the bed. "Wait a moment, I have something to show you."
He walked over to the desk, opened a drawer, and took out a piece of paper. Handing it to Ao Bing, he said, "Last time on the court, your book got hit by my ball and a page fell out. I picked it up then and have been wanting to find a chance to return it to you."
Ao Bing took the paper, his face instantly turning pale. "You... saw this?"
"I just glanced at it," Nezha admitted. "Those strange symbols and the dragon patterns piqued my curiosity. Later, I checked some information in the library to find out what it was."
Ao Bing nervously tucked the paper away, his expression serious. "Nezha, this is important and very dangerous. If you discover anything in the library, please keep it to yourself and don’t tell anyone."
"Dangerous?" Nezha asked, confused. "Why? Aren't they just some old legends and myths?"
Ao Bing took a deep breath, seemingly weighing how much information to reveal. "Some things are not as they appear. Just like your abilities, there are many things in this world that exceed ordinary understanding."
Nezha furrowed his brow in thought, suddenly realizing what Ao Bing might be hinting at. "Wait, are you saying... those legends are real? Dragons actually exist?"
Ao Bing did not answer directly but asked, "If I said yes, would you believe me?"
Nezha was silent for a moment before breaking into a grin. "In a world where I can light a bulb with my bare hands, I think the existence of dragons isn’t too far-fetched."
Ao Bing's expression relaxed slightly, a barely noticeable smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Maybe one day I'll tell you more. But for now, this secret needs to be kept, just like your abilities."
"I understand," Nezha nodded in agreement. "I won’t tell anyone."
The sound of rain grew louder as Ao Bing stood up and walked to the window, gently pushing it open to let the scent of rain drift inside. He extended his hand, palm up, catching a few drops of rainwater.
Nezha stood beside him and suddenly noticed something strange—the raindrops on Ao Bing's palm did not trickle down his fingers but formed a small water sphere that hovered above his hand.
"Do you have special abilities too?" Nezha asked in surprise, his eyes widening and his voice rising slightly due to the shock.
Ao Bing quickly withdrew his hand, droplets of water scattering on the floor. He turned around, his expression a bit flustered. "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have..."
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