ushernet Chapter 113 Walking with the Light
Chapter 113 Walking with the Light
In one corner of the changing room, a row of wooden clothes racks were neatly arranged, filled with all kinds of equestrian clothing. They were very elegant and unique, with both men's and women's styles, and sizes ranging from large to small. Whether you are petite or tall and strong, you can find a suitable choice here.
Bai Li gently stroked the equestrian clothes; everything she touched was made of top-quality fabric, soft and textured.
Equestrian leather goods are also available in a wide selection, with metal buckles gleaming with a cool luster and gemstone-encrusted decorations radiating a captivating glow; every detail exudes ultimate luxury.
Bai Li chose a suitable equestrian outfit: a coffee-colored vest paired with snow-white trousers, and a small, exquisite hat with a delicate equestrian badge, adding a touch of playfulness and liveliness to the overall look.
With the help of a specialist, Bai Li changed into this complete outfit.
The equestrian outfit fit her perfectly, outlining her curves just right, highlighting her slender figure and upright upper body.
After changing her clothes, Shirakawa unconsciously moved to the mirror.
I stood in front of the mirror, turning around and admiring myself for a long time. The more I looked at myself, the more satisfied I became. I picked up my phone and took several photos of myself from different angles.
After admiring herself for a few minutes, Bai Li pushed open the door to the changing room with satisfaction.
As soon as I looked up, I saw Jingye already dressed in riding clothes, waiting there with a straight posture.
When Bai Li saw Jing Ye, she paused, momentarily lost in thought.
The usually gentle and refined Jingye, like a clear breeze and a bright moon, seemed to be infused with a brand new vitality after changing into equestrian attire.
Bai Li then realized that she rarely saw Jing Ye wearing extremely form-fitting clothes; he usually wore loose-fitting ones, making people unconsciously overlook his perfect figure hidden beneath his clothing.
His fitted equestrian attire perfectly showcased his broad shoulders, lean waist, and long, straight legs.
Feeling uncomfortable under Bai Li's intense gaze, Jing Ye turned her head slightly away to avoid his intense look, a blush quickly creeping up her fair ear tips.
Even before changing clothes, Jingye still felt a little hesitant to believe Bai Li's offer to take him on a trip. It wasn't until he heard that he would also be changing into equestrian attire that he finally realized that Bai Li really was taking him on a trip.
This realization both surprised and bewildered him.
His training, tracing back, began when he was very young.
Those rules and regulations, like brand marks etched deep into his soul, have long been deeply embedded in his bones over time.
Every glance, every movement, every word must follow strict rules, as if tightly bound by invisible ropes.
He had to follow strict rules in his speech and behavior, and maintain a proper distance from his employer; this had almost become his guiding principle in life.
In the past, he was not without opportunities for entertainment, but all entertainment had to be carried out under strict restraint.
Reading classic books, participating in appropriate exercise, and engaging in sedentary recreational activities that do not compromise one's manners are permitted, but deep interaction with the employer, vigorous exercise, and self-indulgence are not allowed.
Especially at this moment, spending time so intimately with his employer was a serious violation of all the teachings he had been given.
Especially after putting on her riding clothes, Jingye looked at herself in the mirror and felt a sense of unfamiliarity wash over her, as if she had become a completely different person.
His hands unconsciously caressed the fabric of his clothes; the delicate touch could not soothe the turmoil in his heart.
Those dogmas imprinted on his body now acted like stern overseers, constantly whispering in his ear, reminding him of the "transgression" of his current behavior.
Every step he took felt like a challenge to his own bottom line, and that unease spread wildly through his heart like vines.
At the same time, he was in a state of uncontrollable, extremely excited state.
Being valued and unconditionally indulged by Bai Li, and the fact that Bai Li seemed to like her outfit, amplified her excitement even more.
Anxiety and excitement, two completely different emotions, kept pulling back and forth deep within his heart.
These unprecedented experiences captivated him completely.
In the still night, it was as if he could hear the long-suppressed voice deep within his heart, surging forth from an ever-widening opening. All the deep-buried desires and passions burst forth like a flood breaking through a dam at this moment.
If his former teachers saw him like this now, they would probably be speechless with shock, and might even want to drag him back for retraining.
Jingye knew very well that he could never go back to that rigid and dogmatic life of the past.
Like a bird that has been wandering in the darkness for a long time, it accidentally stumbles into a garden full of flowers, tastes the sweetness of the nectar, and then can no longer tolerate dry and tasteless coarse food.
Now, he feels the awe and beauty brought by rich emotions. This emotional nourishment, like sunshine and rain, has made his inner world vibrant and colorful. How could he willingly return to that cage of confinement and resume that oppressive and monotonous life?
The intense emotional struggle made Jingye's eyes a little red.
Bai Li couldn't help but chuckle to herself as she looked at Jing Ye's expression.
Is she shy? Does she feel embarrassed by her own gaze?
On ordinary days, Jingye is always calm and composed, exuding ease in every gesture. But his shy demeanor at this moment adds a touch of humanity to him, making him seem more real.
Bai Li smiled, a hint of amusement in her eyes, and said, "Let's go, handsome butler, let's choose a horse."
Upon hearing this, Jingye nodded slightly, her movements gentle and restrained, and softly responded before following behind Baili.
From his perspective, Bai Li, dressed in equestrian attire, looked exceptionally capable and efficient, yet still retained a feminine grace; every subtle movement captivated him.
Jingye felt that she could no longer hide the sound of her heartbeat.
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Under Ama's guidance, Shirai began selecting a suitable horse for herself in the stable.
The stable was filled with the faint scent of hay, mixed with the warm breath unique to horses.
Each horse remained quietly in its own compartment, some leisurely chewing hay, others occasionally raising their heads to curiously observe the group of people who entered.
Bai Li's gaze swept over each of the horses.
As they walked, Ama introduced the characteristics of each horse to Baili.
"This brown horse is a cold-blooded horse. Cold-blooded horses are characterized by their well-developed muscles, gentle temperament, and great endurance, making them very suitable for long rides. They are more suitable for mountain climbing or long-distance riding."
"This chestnut horse is a Quarter Horse, a breed developed by early American immigrants to meet the need for fast running over short distances. It has amazing explosive power and is superior in speed. It is also quite lively and is only suitable for short-distance races. I suggest you improve your riding skills before choosing it."
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The stables housed horses of all breeds and shapes, some tall, some short, some fat, some thin, varying in size and color, but Bai Li's gaze was drawn to a white horse.
The horse's coat was as white as snow, shimmering softly in the light.
According to Ama, this horse is a warmblood mare who blends thoroughbred and cold-blooded bloodlines. Although she is a bit old, she has the best temperament, is exceptionally gentle, and is the perfect size for Shirai to ride.
Since it was Shirai's first time riding a horse, Ama highly recommended this horse.
Bai Li walked up to the horse with a smile and gently stroked its head. The white horse did not flinch; instead, it nuzzled Bai Li's palm, as if responding to her friendliness and affection.
Bai Li tilted her head slightly, her eyes full of curiosity, and asked, "What's her name?"
Ama smiled and replied, "We're waiting for you to come and collect it."
Bai Li thought for a moment and said, "Then let's call him Xiao Bai."
In fact, these horses each had their own names before coming to Shirai's private horse farm. But now that they have become part of this exclusive territory, they naturally have to be renamed according to Shirai's wishes.
Upon hearing this simple and hastily written name, Ama showed no unusual expression. He simply memorized it in his heart, and from then on, the horse was officially named "Little White".
Bai Li gently stroked the horse's head and neck again, then picked up a carrot from the side and offered it to the mouth of the beautiful "little white princess" in front of her, trying to further enhance her bond with the horse.
Just as Ama had described, this horse was extremely docile and ate with great deference. Each time it ate, it was very careful, its soft lips gently touching the carrot, as if afraid of touching Bai Li's fingers.
Good horse!
A wonderful horse that I can pet, hug, and kiss!
Little White wasn't actually the most expensive horse at the stable.
The most expensive one is a racehorse, a champion-quality thoroughbred with pinkish-white skin and excellent appearance. If it were sold on the market, it would be worth at least 700 million, or even more. However, it has an extremely fierce temperament and is not suitable for beginners.
Bai Li has no clear concept of the standard for so-called "good appearance" and does not know much about the complex knowledge of genetics and lineage.
In her mind, the value of a horse does not depend on its origin or price. Even if it is a hybrid breed, as long as it has a gentle and lovable temperament and can establish a deep emotional bond with her, it is an irreplaceable good horse.
With that in mind, Bai Li did not hesitate at all and directly chose Xiao Bai, whom she found very appealing.
After choosing her own horse, Bai Li turned to A Ma and said, "Pick a suitable horse for Jing Ye as well."
Upon hearing this, Ama immediately recommended enthusiastically, "This black horse is extremely suitable for Mr. Jingye. We carefully selected it from Australia and it has undergone professional and systematic training. It has excellent explosive power and endurance, and its temperament is also very gentle, making it very suitable for beginners as well."
The horse recommended by Ama is pure black, with glossy fur that shimmers with a mysterious and profound luster under the light, like a dazzling star in the night sky. Its muscles are smooth and beautiful, and its size is larger than that of the white pear, making it more suitable for adult men to ride.
"What a coincidence, one white and one black." Bai Li couldn't help but exclaim, "Then let's call this one Little Black, let's bring it out."
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With Ama's help, Bai Li carefully stepped onto the stirrups and mounted Xiao Bai's horse.
When Bai Li first came into such close contact with a horse, her body trembled slightly uncontrollably. Only when she was finally settled on the horse did she realize that the height was far beyond her imagination.
Looking down, the ground seemed impossibly far away, and a strong sense of being suspended in mid-air instantly overwhelmed her, causing her heart to race.
The hand holding the reins was slightly white.
Fortunately, Amra was holding the leash, and two instructors were standing on either side of the horse, keeping a close eye on it. The presence of these professionals made Bai Li feel a little relieved.
She turned to look to the side and saw that Jingye, guided by professionals, had already started riding a black horse slowly.
Bai Li took a deep breath, trying to calm herself down. She adjusted her posture slightly, gradually getting used to the unfamiliar height and feel, and slowly relaxed. Guided by Ama, she moved forward.