Regarding the question of whether one thousand lives are enough to beat Honkai Impact 3rd.

"Su Qing'an, are we being treated like children?"

In Fu Hua's eyes, it seems that only children need to be given balloons.

Su Qing'an recalled the words of "a long and happy marriage" that the other party had spoken, and felt that things were probably not quite the same as what Fu Hua thought.

He said with a smile:

"After all, we're not adults yet, are we?"

Upon hearing this, she gazed at the gradually darkening azure sky, tilted her head, and said softly:

"perhaps?"

If she nodded without hesitation, it would seem a bit shameless, but for some reason, she just didn't want Su Qing'an to know her real age.

This has nothing to do with any secrets or background; it's simply that I don't want him to know.

But Fu Hua didn't want to lie to the boy, so she chose to answer questions with questions.

Su Qing'an understood what the other person meant. He naturally didn't care about her age. Perhaps in the eyes of this young man, the person beside him who had witnessed the rise and fall of human civilization was still the girl with fear and anxiety in her eyes that day.

He smiled and changed the subject, saying to Fu Hua:

"Shall we go and take a look at that store?"

"It's almost evening, so after we finish seeing the sights, we can do some more sightseeing and that should be about it."

Despite walking all day, their physical condition meant they didn't feel much fatigue.

She paused for a moment, then nodded and said:

"it is good."

This is a somewhat peculiar shop, filled with well-trimmed branches and all sorts of flowers. As you close the glass door and step inside, the fragrance fills your nostrils, a blend of woody notes and bold aromas that creates a perfectly balanced scent.

It looks like a flower shop, but the owner just laughed and said they don't sell flowers here.

The shop's name is derived from the language of flowers.

The shop owner was an elderly man nearing seventy, and there were no customers in the shop at this time, seemingly because it was approaching dusk.

He adjusted his reading glasses and said in a voice that was still quite clear for his age:

"Two little guests, would you like to see what flower you will draw?"

The old man, as if routinely promoting his business, took out a stack of exquisite wooden plaques from a small box, and then continued:

"Every bouquet of flowers tells a different story, and even flowers of the same variety can have completely opposite meanings depending on their color."

The old man said with a smile:

"Well, whether the meaning of flowers signifies your future or whether it's accurate is a metaphysical concept. It might be surprisingly accurate, or it might be completely the opposite."

"This is just a game with no scientific basis, but it should be good for a bit of entertainment."

"How about it? Want to give it a try?"

"I'm about to close up shop anyway, so I won't charge you this time."

The old man quietly placed the small wooden signs on the table, as if inviting the other person to join him.

Fu Hua responded:

"Then we'll accept it without hesitation."

For her, this game is just a game. The past is gone like smoke in the wind, and the future remains unpredictable and uncertain, and will not be changed by this game.

The girl casually picked up a wooden sign and glanced at the writing on it.

【Platycodon grandiflorus】

This is a flower with a cold connotation, symbolizing hopeless yet eternal love.

This did not shake Fu Hua's resolve; she generously handed the wooden plaque back to the old man.

The old man looked puzzled after taking it. This shop usually uses flower names engraved on wooden signs to express blessings, and almost all of them have auspicious meanings.

Characters like Kikyo are extremely rare to obtain.

However, as he said before, it's just something to do for fun.

Whether it's a blessing or bad luck, it's all just an insignificant interlude.

Su Qing'an followed Fu Hua's lead and picked up a sign.

【Iris】, this is the name of the flower engraved on the sign.

So it wasn't Fusang after all.

The boy paused for a moment, the words flashing through his mind, and then he handed it to the old man as if nothing had happened.

The old man glanced at it and smiled.

This is a normal brand; the beautiful meanings of irises are countless.

He spoke eloquently to the two of them:

"This is the national flower of France. Legend has it that when Clovis, the first king of the French kingdom, was baptized, God gave him an iris as a gift."

"Therefore, in France, the iris is a symbol of light and freedom."

"Young guest, it seems you're in luck."

Su Qing'an said softly:

"Yes, it's rare to be this lucky."

Iris, a flower destined to wither in the height of summer.

Even for a single flower, there are often many different meanings associated with it.

For example, love in despair.

137. That would be too far from you, Hua.

On the Ferris wheel.

Su Qing'an looked at the girl beside her with a smile.

After leaving the flower shop, the two decided to find one last project to end their unexpected journey.

The closest building to the flower shop is the Ferris wheel, which should be a popular spot for couples and should be crowded. However, when the two arrived, they found that only staff were maintaining the machines, making it quite deserted.

Then the colossal structure opened for the two of them separately, slowly rotating and rising, swaying the view in front of them.

As dusk fell, the streets gradually shrank, and the still bustling crowds became part of the scenery in their eyes.

Su Qing'an held the wooden plaque that the old man had given him in his palm.

【iris】

He seemed completely unaffected by the meaning represented by the bouquet of flowers; his eyes held a radiant light devoid of any gloom, a light now overshadowed by the rest of his figure.

The girl's flawless profile was bathed in the afterglow, the arc outlined by the light was extremely beautiful, and her snow-white skin was tinged with a different color. Under the boy's gaze, even the fine, almost non-existent downy hairs should be clearly visible.

However, the physiology of immortals is different from that of ordinary people. Their delicate and firm skin makes it difficult to see pores. At this moment, her long and curled eyelashes are slightly white from the sunlight. Her blue eyes are like the ocean, and the ripples reflect a magnificent brilliance.

The scene was so beautiful it seemed unreal, like a painting.

The way she gazed intently at the scenery struck Su Qing'an as adorable.

It's like a girl seeing dusk for the first time, captivated by the beauty born from the fusion of human creation and nature, which is why she watches with such intense focus.

That kind of earnestness always makes people find it particularly interesting.

But Fu Hua had watched these scenes alone hundreds, thousands, and tens of thousands of times.

Even the phrase "never tiresome to look at" is insufficient to describe the number of times she has stood alone on the mountain peak gazing into the distance. Whether it is the sunrise through the morning mist in the mountains or the afterglow before the night falls, countless times have passed by her side.

Even now, the girl still intently watches the passage of time.

Well, today might be an exception, of course.

The feeling of viewing the scenery alone was almost completely different from now. There was only the sound of quiet breathing in the carriage. The slowly rising view gave an unobstructed view of the entire theme park. The girl's earlobes turned slightly red. The other person's persistent and unwavering gaze made her feel a little uncomfortable.

"Su Qing'an, what are you looking at?"

Fu Hua turned around and asked the question knowingly.

Su Qing'an said in a serious tone:

"I'm admiring the scenery."

Fu Hua helplessly reached out her slender hand and pinched his cheek. Then she turned his face to the other side. This overly intimate action made Su Qing'an obediently submit without any ability to resist.

He instinctively lingered on the warmth and softness of the other person's fingertips, while his peripheral vision secretly glanced at the girl's eyes and brows.

Yes, it looks great.

The girl gently tapped his head and whispered in his ear:

"Enjoy the scenery properly."

Although Su Qing'an felt she wasn't lying, she still obediently followed Fu Hua's gaze to look at the panoramic view of the amusement park.

The Ferris wheel rotates silently, its enormous shadow cast on the ground, changing shape with each rotation.

In the nearby central lake, several bluefish swam clearly in the sunlight, while a balloon that had fallen from someone's hand swayed and flew into the sky, and the Houmu balloon that Su Qingan had tied to the corner of the bench swayed peacefully in the wind.

The roller coaster in the distance has already started a new round of games, and the screams of the tourists can be clearly imagined.

The museum next door was bustling with people, indicating that the theme park was still not closed yet.

What came into view was a peaceful and ordinary scene, but these ordinary scenes were what the immortals had always longed for.

The people of China seem to be doing quite well now.

Simply understanding this fact brought her a sense of joy. From a simple mission at the beginning to a habitual care and love for this land now, the reasons for this change are not hard to understand.

Compared to her meager life over the past decade or so, Fu Hua's years of protecting this land are far more substantial and enduring, so it's only natural that she would find this place special.

Su Qing'an seemed to understand her thoughts, and he said softly:

"China is doing well. It's peaceful here now, and the people living here are doing very well, hua."

"Perhaps, the existence of this peace is the reason we fight for it."