My cross-dimensional black market shop has a 100% return rate.

Hua Hengyue paused for a moment, then said, "She's not in good health, just like me... or... I'm like her."

Is that your opinion?

Luo Zhuang asked a question first, and then said, "However, I have a different opinion."

Hua Hengyue's heart tightened, and she involuntarily turned her head to look at Luo Zhuang.

Luo Zhuang continued, "I've also read that 'Dream of the Red Chamber,' and I personally think it's because of her emotional distress."

"A mental...illness?"

Hua Hengyue murmured to herself.

"yes."

Luo Zhuang said, "She engraved every word of gossip from the Jia family in her heart, and treated every fallen flower as her own life."

Her health was already poor, and she was burdened with such worries; if she didn't cough up blood, who would?

Hua Hengyue was momentarily distracted. She turned her head back and stared blankly at the parasol above her head, remaining silent, lost in thought.

Unbeknownst to her, Luo Zhuang was secretly glancing at her out of the corner of his eye while holding up his phone.

Seeing her like this, Luo Zhuang thought to himself: It seems to be working!

On Luo Zhuang's phone, there were lines of text, some of which were exactly what he had just told Hua Hengyue.

Above these paragraphs of text is a question: Someone who is in a similar situation to Lin Daiyu became depressed after reading "Dream of the Red Chamber". How should I comfort her?

Below the question is a large dialog box with five words at the top: "Deeply Considered".

Below these five characters is a long passage of text that provides Luo Zhuang with many hints.

AI is so useful!

Luo Zhuang felt a surge of emotion.

He had actually thought of a few lines beforehand, but compared to the one given by the AI, they were indeed a bit lacking.

At the very least, compared to the straightforward lines I had previously come up with, this statement, regardless of its usefulness, is at least more sophisticated.

"Where are you in this book?"

Luo Zhuang asked another question.

"Chapter 98."

Hua Hengyue answered.

"Chapter Ninety-Eight..."

Luo Zhuang repeated the question in a low voice while asking the AI ​​on his phone: What is the 98th chapter of "Dream of the Red Chamber" about?

The AI ​​quickly provided an answer, consisting of several paragraphs, but Luo Zhuang only needed to glance at it to grasp the key points—

The soul of the bitter Crimson Pearl returns to the Heaven of Separation and Sorrow; the ailing Divine Stone sheds tears of longing on the land of yearning.

Daiyu's filming is finished.

No wonder they see Hua Hengyue this way...

Having figured things out, Luo Zhuang asked, "Do you think Daiyu's life really resembled yours?"

Hua Hengyue thought for a moment and said, "I can't explain it..."

Luo Zhuang said, "Of course you can't explain it clearly. Your uncle is not Jia Zheng, your aunt is not Lady Wang, and you don't have a Feng Lazi or a Xue Baochai in your family."

Most importantly, do you think your cousin is like Baoyu?

Hua Hengyue frowned, her brows inevitably revealing her disgust: "No."

Luo Zhuang glanced at Hua Hengyue and said with a smile, "Judging from your appearance, even if your cousin is like Jia Baoyu, you can't possibly be like Daiyu, can you?"

Hua Hengyue thought for a moment, then nodded and said, "Mm."

Luo Zhuang said, "Isn't that right? Just because you have the Crimson Pearl Grass doesn't mean you're the reincarnation of the Crimson Pearl Fairy. And your cousin couldn't possibly be the Divine Stone Attendant."

—This was a statement he had already come up with himself, so there was no need to ask AI for help.

Hua Hengyue seemed lost in thought.

These words, spoken by Luo Zhuang, were of great significance to Hua Hengyue.

She had always regarded this guesthouse as a paradise and Luozhuang as a celestial realm. Now that the celestial realm had personally told her that she was not the Crimson Pearl Fairy, she instantly felt a sense of relief.

Therefore, after a moment's thought, Hua Hengyue's brows relaxed, and her thoughts gradually drifted away from the book.

Luo Zhuang continued, "Besides, Daiyu is known for her sharp tongue, nicknamed 'Lin the Critic.' What about you? I haven't seen you criticize anyone in two days."

Hua Hengyue glanced at Luo Zhuang with a wistful look.

Although she had never heard of the term "怼" before, she could understand what Luo Zhuang meant by it by considering the context.

You are an immortal, how dare I contradict you?

Seeing Hua Hengyue's expression, Luo Zhuang knew that his words had worked, so he continued, "I've told you before that the end of a person's life shouldn't be determined by a few lines of text."

A thousand readers will have a thousand different interpretations of Lin Daiyu. Compared to Daiyu burying flowers, I'd much rather see Daiyu uprooting a willow tree.

Hua Hengyue was momentarily confused: "Why did Daiyu uproot the willow tree?"

Luo Zhuang smiled slightly and said, "As long as you dare to dream, what's impossible? Maybe one day you can even uproot a willow tree."

Hua Hengyue forced a smile and said, "I am frail and sickly, so let's just forget about it."

Luo Zhuang did not continue the topic, but instead said, "This book should serve as a warning to you, admonishing you not to overthink things, rather than making you addicted to it."

Besides, you've now left your aunt's house, so you can completely let go of all your worries and enjoy life here.

If you continue to dwell on the past every day, wouldn't you be wasting a bag of Crimson Pearl Medicine?

If your parents were watching from heaven, they would be furious to see you wasting money and not knowing how to enjoy life.

The world is vast, not just your aunt's small house.

The books on the bookshelf and the television upstairs can broaden your horizons and help you relax.

Hua Hengyue pondered for a moment, then suddenly stood up, bowed respectfully and solemnly to Luo Zhuang, and said, "Thank you for your teachings, Immortal Master. Hengyue understands."

Luo Zhuang accepted the greeting graciously, waved his hand, and said, "Alright, lie down properly, clear your mind, don't think about anything, and get some rest."

If you still can't control your thoughts afterward, just tell me, and I'll arrange something for you to do to keep you busy.

As he spoke, he thought to himself: It does feel kind of satisfying to make people listen to my lectures. No wonder so many people become greasy in middle age, and when they sit down in front of younger generations, they always like to give them a lecture.

……

No, no! This can't be done!

Why let such a wonderful life slip away too early?

Hua Hengyue listened to Luo Zhuang's words, lay down again, and tried to clear her mind.

Luo Zhuang's words, "You are not the Crimson Pearl Fairy," did indeed have an effect, freeing her from the world of "Dream of the Red Chamber."

She gradually stopped thinking about Daiyu, whose fate was somewhat similar to hers but not entirely the same. Her mind was blank as she looked at the parasol roof above, feeling the warmth blowing in with the breeze, and finally felt a sense of comfort.

A sense of comfort that extends from the body to the mind.

so good……

she thought.

She had been at this inn for two days, but this was the first time she had truly and completely experienced the joy of leaving her aunt's house and putting aside all her troubles.

As she lay there, she gradually drifted off to sleep.

Luo Zhuang, who was standing nearby, noticed that Hua Hengyue's breathing had become slightly heavier, and he felt relieved.

I hope I won't suddenly die from this...

Luo Zhuang thought to himself, then pondered, "But I feel that's not enough. I should still do what I was thinking before and find something else for Hua Hengyue to do to distract the girl."

……

Hua Hengyue slept for a long time. Around noon, her neighbor, Aunt Wang, came over and asked Luo Zhuang, "Zhuang boy, is your mahjong table really usable? Can you get enough players?"

Luo Zhuang sat up from the recliner and said with a smile, "Of course it's possible, getting two people together is no problem."