Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

At this moment, Xia An'an, Kukuru, and Hongyu were watching in bewilderment as the points of light that had been resting on the edge of the coffee table suddenly flew up again and slowly drifted toward the stairs.

"Why did they suddenly start moving again?"

Kukuru's voice was full of confusion.

Hongyu stared at the points of light for a while, and a look of realization suddenly flashed in her pink eyes.

"An'an!"

She flew to Xia An'an and said, "He's right here, but we can't see him."

Xia An'an's eyes widened suddenly: "What?!"

Kukuru was also stunned.

"etc!"

He fluttered over to Hongyu and asked, "You mean the flower fairy is in this room? Right in front of us? But we can't see her?"

"Um."

Hongyu nodded, a hint of confusion in her voice, "But I don't remember Hyacinthus having any invisibility skills... When did he learn them?"

"So what do we do now?!"

Kukuru pointed at the points of light that were drifting further and further away, "He's trying to escape again!"

"Ahhh, whatever!"

Xia An'an gritted her teeth, pointed in the direction of the glowing spots, and said with a "what the hell" attitude, "They're probably around there! Hong Yu! Quickly seal off that area with branches!"

"good!"

Hong Yu flew to Xia An'an, stretched out her hand, and a soft pink light emanated from her palm.

"Growth!"

As soon as she finished speaking, several pink vines rapidly grew from her palm, enveloping the area where the lights were located.

The vines didn't touch anything, but they precisely formed a circle, completely sealing off that small area.

Hyacinthus was trapped in a circle of vines, staring blankly at the dense pink branches around him.

He reached out and gently touched one of the vines. The vine trembled slightly and tightened inward a little.

Trapped?

His heart suddenly raced, and his wings unconsciously began to flap more frequently.

"Xia An'an, the Flower Fairy Magician..."

Hyacinthus uttered the name softly, his tone carrying a complex emotion.

What should I do?

Xia An'an immediately breathed a sigh of relief, her gaze fixed on the area surrounded by vines.

"That way he won't be able to escape, right?"

Kukuru floated beside her shoulder, arms crossed, his tone tinged with doubt:

"But we can't see him, how can we subdue him?"

"Let's get him to show himself first!"

Xia An'an took a step forward and said to the clearing marked by vines, "Hyacinthus! I know you're here! Come out, I won't hurt you!"

The air was silent for two seconds.

There was no movement in the area enclosed by the vines.

The pink dots of light floated silently, neither moving forward nor backward, as if waiting for something.

Xia An'an pursed her lips, then took half a step forward. "You are the Hyacinth Fairy King, right? I am Xia An'an, the Flower Fairy Magician. I need to collect the Flower Codex from the Fairy Kings, reassemble the Flower Codex, and save the continent of Labbel—"

"But I don't want to be subdued."

A voice suddenly came from the empty space, carrying a low, suppressed emotion: "I just want to stay."

"Stay?"

Xia An'an was stunned for a moment.

"My dad is very good to me."

Hyacinthus's voice softened, "He would water 'me,' talk to 'me,' and even heal 'my' illness... I don't want to leave him."

Xia An'an opened her mouth, but for a moment she didn't know what to say.

It turns out that Hyacinthus had been following his father not for any other reason than that he wanted to stay.

"But……"

Kukuru, who was standing nearby, couldn't help but speak up. He flew to the edge of the vines, pointed with his little finger at the enclosed space, and said, "You are the Flower Fairy King! You have your mission! You can't just—"

"Kukuru!"

Xia An'an grabbed his head and pressed him down.

Kukuru struggled for a moment, then muttered in dissatisfaction, "What I said is true!"

"But you said it too bluntly!"

Xia An'an glared at him, then let go of his hand, looked back at the open space, and took a deep breath.

"Yacintos, I understand your desire to stay."

Her voice softened a little, "Dad... he really is very gentle and caring. The flowers he takes care of always grow exceptionally well."

"..."

Hyacinthus did not respond, but the pink dots of light trembled slightly.

Xia An'an pursed her lips, and a thought suddenly popped into her mind.

She glanced down at the transformation watch on her wrist, then looked at the open space in front of her that was blocked off by vines.

"Then you can stay."

"An'an! What are you saying?!"

Kukuru's eyes widened, and it flapped its wings, flying towards Xia An'an. "In that case, perhaps—"

"Don't worry, Kukuru."

Xia An'an reached out and pressed him down, "I know what I'm talking about."

Hong Yu drifted over, her pink eyes filled with surprise.

Then, Xia An'an looked again at the area blocked by vines.

"Hyacinthus, can you hear me?"

"I heard you."

Hyacinthus's voice came from the distance, trembling with disbelief, "You mean... I can stay?"

"Um."

Xia An'an nodded. "However, I have one condition."

"What are the conditions?"

"You must protect your father."

Xia An'an's voice became serious, her gaze fixed on the direction where the pink lights were located.

"Dad is an ordinary person. He can't see the flower fairies, and he doesn't know anything about the continent of Labbel. But he takes care of those flowers every day; he truly loves them. So, I hope you can protect him."

Hyacinthus fell silent.

The pink dots of light floated quietly, motionless.

"but--"

Xia An'an continued, her tone serious, "This agreement has an expiration date. You must return when we have collected all the other Flower Fairy Kings. Because by then, the Flower Codex needs you, and the continent of La Belle needs you. You have your own tasks to complete, and we have our own missions to fulfill."

"An'an..."

Hong Yu drifted to the side, her pink eyes shimmering with a soft light, her hands unconsciously clasped together in front of her chest.

Kukuru floated silently in mid-air, realizing that this was the best solution.

"Whatever you want."

He turned his face away, "Anyway, if any problems arise, this prince won't be responsible."

Xia An'an smiled, knowing that he had tacitly agreed.

"Hyacinthus, what do you think?"

She asked softly.

After a few seconds of silence, the voice sounded again, this time softer than before.

"Thank you."

Hyacinthus's voice came from the sky, "I promise you, I will stay and protect Father until you have gathered the other Elf Kings."

After hearing this answer, Xia An'an turned to look at Hong Yu and nodded gently.

Hongyu immediately understood, raised her hand, and a soft pink light emanated from her palm.

The vines that had blocked the open space then turned into specks of pink light and dissipated into the air.

As Hyacinthus watched the vines disappear, he gently flapped his wings and flew closer.

"This is our agreement."

"Um!"

Xia An'an nodded vigorously, "It's a promise!"

She stretched out her hand in front of her, palm facing up, fingers slightly spread.

Hyacinthus looked at her outstretched hand, hesitated for a moment, then gently floated closer, extended his small hand, and touched her fingertips.

Xia An'an felt her fingertips being touched by a slight, warm sensation.

Her eyes brightened slightly.

Then, a few seconds later—

"Hycintos, can you... show yourself?"

Xia An'an couldn't help but speak, her tone carrying a hint of expectation and a touch of helplessness, "Although I can feel your presence, talking to thin air... it just feels a little strange."

Hyacinthus remained silent for a moment.

"I can't do it."

His voice carried a hint of apology, "Someone did this to my bracelet, there's nothing I can do about it. I've tried, but I can't get it off."

"bracelet?"

Xia An'an paused, her gaze falling on the direction of her fingertips. "Who gave it to you?"

"A person wearing glasses."

Hyacintos answered truthfully, "He said that if I wear this, no one will be able to find me."

A person wearing glasses?

Xia An'an blinked. Who could this be?

Then, she turned to look at Kukuru.

Kukuru was also frowning, clearly pondering the same question.

"Let's not worry about who gave it to us."

Kukuru shook his head, flew closer, and fixed his gaze on the direction of Xia An'an's fingertip. "You say you can't get it? Let this prince give it a try!"

He reached out and groped in the direction of Xia An'an's fingertips, his fingers tracing patterns in the air, but he didn't touch anything.

"Move a little to the left."

Xia An'an whispered a hint.

Kukuru's hand moved slightly to the left and then touched Hyacinthus's hand.

Then he moved up a little, and his fingers finally touched something cold and smooth.

He pulled hard, but it didn't budge.

The bracelet seemed to be permanently attached to Hyacinthus's wrist; he couldn't remove it at all.

"What is this thing...?"

Kukuru loosened his grip, letting out a breath. "Why was it so tight?"

Hongyu flew over and stretched out her little hand, gently reaching in the direction that Kukuru had just been exploring.

Her fingertips touched the bracelet, and with a slight pressure, a faint yellow light flashed across the surface before fading away.

Hongyu withdrew her hand, a hint of confusion in her pink eyes.

"This has magic power..."

She said softly, "And it's not Hyacinthus's own magic."

Xia An'an frowned and looked down at her palm.

Although she couldn't see it, she could feel Hyacinthus's hand gently resting on her fingertips, small and cool.

"What should we do then?"

She asked softly.

Kukuru shook his head: "That's all we can do for now, as long as he doesn't run around everywhere."

"Okay, let's leave it at that for now."

Xia An'an nodded, withdrew her hand, and looked down at the empty area. Although she couldn't see it, she knew that Hyacintos was there.

"Then you must stay close to Daddy, okay? Don't run around or get spotted by anyone else."

"Um."

Hyacinthus's voice came through, tinged with solemnity, "I will."

Xia An'an smiled and then turned to look at the red rain floating to the side.

"Hongyu, you've worked hard. Come back and rest now."

"Okay~"

Hongyu nodded obediently, then turned into specks of light, condensing into a pink essence that gently fell into Xia An'an's palm.

-

During dinner time in the afternoon, Xia Mu was standing in front of the stove, wearing an apron, holding a spatula, and carefully stir-frying the "vegetables" in the pot.

Xia An'an sat at the dining table, her chin resting on her hands. She was still thinking about the bracelet from Hyacintosh, the "man with glasses," and their promise.

Although Hyacinthus had agreed to stay, he still felt... something was off.

"An'an".

Xia Mu's voice came from the kitchen, interrupting her thoughts.

"Um?"

Xia An'an snapped out of her daze and turned to look in the direction of the kitchen.

"Where's Xiaotong?"

As Xia Mu ladled the stir-fried "dishes" into a plate, she casually asked, "It's almost time to eat, should we call him down?"

Xia An'an blinked.

Xiaotong?

Her mind seemed to freeze for a full two seconds.

Then--

"what!"

Xia An'an suddenly jumped up from the chair, the chair legs scraping against the floor with a screeching sound.

She remembered.

When she left Qianhan's house earlier, she told Xiaotong, "I'll talk to you when I get back," and "Qianhan, stay home and don't wander off"...

No, that's not the point!

The key point is that she told Xiaotong to wait for her at Qianhan's house when she returned!

However, after a series of events, he completely forgot about his younger brother!

"It's all over, it ......"

Xia An'an held her head in her hands, her face filled with the expression of "Who am I? Where am I? What did I do?"

"What's wrong?"

Xia Mu carried the "dishes" out of the kitchen and looked at his daughter's devastated expression, a hint of confusion appearing on his face.

"Um... Dad..."

Xia An'an stood up from her chair, her hands unconsciously twisting together, forcing a smile that said, "I made a mistake, but I'll make up for it right away." "Xiao Tong... he's still at Qian Han's house. I'll go get him right now!"

"The Chun Han family?"

Xia Mu was taken aback. "When did he go?"

"I went there this morning... and then I forgot to call him when I came back..."

Xia An'an's voice trailed off, "I'll go right now!"

After she finished speaking, she turned and rushed towards the entrance without waiting for Xia Mu's response.

"Be careful on the road—"

Xia Mu's voice came from beside the dining table, tinged with a hint of helpless indulgence.

"This child..."

He shook his head, placed the "dish" on the table, and turned to walk back to the kitchen.

Meanwhile, on the other side, the Qian Han family.

Xia Tong sat on the sofa, his notebook spread out on the coffee table in front of him, filled with dense notes of the design revisions he had just discussed with Qian Han.

Qian Han sat on the sofa next to him, his gaze occasionally falling on Xia Tong's profile.

Just then, the sound of a door opening came from the direction of the entrance.

"I'm back--"

An old but strong voice came from the doorway.

Qian Han's eyes lit up instantly, and he stood up: "Grandpa!"

Xia Tong closed her laptop and stood up from the sofa.

Grandpa Qian, whose hair is already gray, is still very energetic and always has a kind smile on his face.

He changed into slippers, walked into the living room, and his gaze lingered on Xia Tong for a moment.

"Oh? Isn't this Xiaotong?"

His tone carried a hint of surprise, "Long time no see, you've grown quite a bit taller."

"Hello, Grandpa Qian."

Xia Tong gave a slight bow and greeted them politely, "Excuse me."

"I won't bother you, I won't bother you."

Grandpa Qian smiled and nodded, his gaze sweeping around the living room. "Why does the house feel especially comfortable today? Did you change the aromatherapy?"

Qian Han and Xia Tong exchanged a glance.

"Maybe it's because...the weather's nice today."

Qian Han walked over with a smile, took her grandfather's arm, and said, "Grandpa, you're back so early today."

"Okay, come back soon after you've finished your business."

Grandpa Qian patted his granddaughter's hand, then looked back at Xia Tong. "Xiao Tong, why don't you stay for dinner? It's a rare opportunity for you to come all this way."

"Grandpa Qian, no need..."

"Don't mention it!"

Grandpa Qian pretended to put on a stern face, "You used to freeload off my family a lot when you were little, but now that you're all grown up, you're acting like a stranger?"

Xia Tong paused for a second, then sat back down on the sofa.

"Then I'll take my leave. Thank you, Grandpa Qian."

"That's more like it!"

Grandpa Qian nodded in satisfaction, turned and walked towards the kitchen. "Then I'll go prepare dinner. You two chat first."

"Grandpa, let me help you."