"Ring ring ring".

He answered the call and heard a clear, familiar voice.

"Su Qing'an, where are you?"

It's Fu Hua's voice.

Su Qing'an was somewhat bewildered, and he subconsciously said:

"Didn't they say we weren't allowed to use communicators?"

A burst of laughter came from the other side. She suppressed her laughter and said:

"Just because they say something doesn't mean I have to listen to them. What kind of logic is that?"

"Besides, even a seasoned gamer occasionally tests the limits of the rules."

So, where are you?

Her voice was like a spring breeze brushing against my heart, and delicate emotions sprouted from it, spreading out in my heart like a tenacious spider web, easily capturing the boy's joys and sorrows.

Although we haven't met, it's as if I've already fallen for her.

Su Qing'an couldn't help but laugh, and he subconsciously lowered his voice as he said:

"I'm at the temple fair, what about you?"

Fu Hua carefully observed the landmarks around her and replied:

“I’m also at the temple fair. I’m at the entrance of the fourth row of jewelry shops, number 198.”

Upon hearing this, Su Qing'an subconsciously glanced at the shop sign next to her.

It's the 199th.

He turned around and, as if by divine inspiration, spotted the immortal in the vast sea of ​​people.

Travel far and wide to witness a magnificent feast in the human world, and behold the splendor of humankind.

But amidst the bustling crowds of this prosperous world, Su Qing'an only saw that girl.

She seemed to have been asked by the staff to change into a white Hanfu, which made her slender waist appear even more delicate. The girl stood quietly in place, as pure and white as snow that had not yet been touched by dust.

Su Qing'an said softly:

"Hua, I'm right behind you."

Upon hearing this, the immortal's flawless face showed surprise. She suddenly turned around, and her clear eyes filled with a smile the moment she saw the newcomer.

150. The answer on the Walking Marriage Bridge.

How long have you been searching?

As she asked the question, the curve of her lips deepened, as if she had understood the answer.

Su Qing'an honestly said:

"I've been searching ever since I came down here."

Fu Hua silently handed him a candied hawthorn. After Su Qing'an took it, she smiled and said:

"Then you're quite stupid."

"After I came down, they took me to a Hanfu shop nearby. I haven't worn similar clothes in a long time, so I miss them a bit. It's just a bit cumbersome to put on, and it's not very convenient for fighting."

The boy took a bite of the candied hawthorn; the melting sugar coating and the tartness of the fruit created a pleasant taste. He said softly:

"It's very sweet."

Fu Hua counted the time on her fingers and said:

"This shop is pretty good, and the taste is almost the same as it was hundreds of years ago."

He continued:

"The clothes are very nice."

The girl gently twirled her sleeve, her movements as she ate the candied hawthorn slowing almost imperceptibly for a second. She waited until the sugar coating on her lips melted before speaking:

"The clothes there are all very nice."

Su Qing'an's eyes reflected every detail of her movements; a gleam shone in his dark pupils. He smiled and said:

"It's not as good as what you're wearing."

Fu Hua seemed not to hear her, quietly chewing on the unripe fruit like a small animal. After the two had walked for a while, she responded in a voice barely audible:

"Ah."

I don't know why, but this time the candied hawthorn was so sweet it was almost cloying.

……

The temple fair was very lively.

For immortals, this must be one of countless scenes from their past memories, and even in their fragmented memories, it is a trivial detail that they would not miss.

The festive decorations are always accompanied by a constant flow of people, and this hustle and bustle creates a warm and inviting scene.

The immortal was used to stepping into the crowds in a detached manner, and although they were all tourists, she was the only one who seemed like a passerby with no connection to the world.

But this time, it seems a little different.

She was just like an ordinary girl next door, wearing beautiful Hanfu, walking with leisurely steps, with people accompanying her to witness the same scene.

It seems that for thousands of years, she has never so genuinely tried to engage in such human activities. The vibrant atmosphere of fireworks diluted the ethereal quality in the girl's bones, making her more integrated into the atmosphere.

To passersby, they just looked like a good-looking couple on vacation.

The bustling noise of the crowd intensified the lively atmosphere. Looking at the dazzling array of scenes, Fu Hua said:

"This is a custom that the people of this land have been practicing. I've seen it so many times, but this is the first time I feel that it might be good to try and integrate myself into it."

Her smile became genuine and warm as she said this, leaving the boy somewhat dazed.

It was like the smile he had seen in his heart's imprint on Mount Taixu that morning.

Su Qing'an was stunned for a moment, then he said:

"Shall we go?"

Fu Hua glanced at him and asked in confusion:

"Where to go?"

The boy read it aloud, word by word:

"Walking Marriage Bridge".

Upon hearing this, she slowly tossed the bamboo skewer in her hand into the nearby trash can.

After a long while, the girl gazed at the distant, undulating mountains under the gradually darkening light on the horizon, feeling as if the twilight had illuminated the distant scenery like rouge, burning hot.

She said:

"……it is good."

……

This is one of the unique attractions of this ancient town.

The Walking Marriage Bridge.

As its name suggests, it is a must-visit spot for local lovers who pledge their love and get married.

The lake is clear and reflects the sunlight, which changes color slowly. It is surrounded by distant mountains, and an ancient bridge is piled up in the center like stars surrounding the moon.

The entire length of the 300-meter-long building bears the marks of time.

Legend has it that there was an even older bridge over a hundred years ago, but over time, some of the wood from that bridge rotted or broke, and some even ended up in the lake, so it was abandoned.

There are very few people on this bridge right now.

Only the two of them were together as they walked on the bridge, the sound of their footsteps clearly audible.

Clearly, this bridge has also been corrupted by the power of money.

The result that is brewing is the complete opposite of this: pure and flawless.

The boy gazed at the vast sky in the distance. Dusk was gradually falling, and the sun hung quietly, half of its light and heat blocked by the continuous mountain range.

The lake surface rippled with the lingering light of the sun, and the whole world was beautifully reflected in the sky and the lake.

Perhaps, this is the perfect time.

Su Qing'an broke the tranquil silence and spoke up:

Hua wondered how much longer she could live.

Upon hearing this, the girl smiled and replied, her words no longer concealing any secrets.

she says:

"Me? Assuming my body is intact and I don't need to fight, it will be a long time."

"So long that I myself don't know how long it will be."

"Perhaps it will last until the end of time?"

Upon hearing this, Su Qing'an said softly:

"It will take a long time, it will be very tiring."

Fu Hua nodded as a matter of course, and said:

"Yes, but there's nothing we can do about it."

Is there nothing we can do?

If one could disregard everything, perhaps one could live a very easy life with such a long lifespan?

But she was destined to be a busybody, and from that day 55,000 years ago until now, she still has no peace.

An endless battle, a promise that seems forever out of reach.

She has worked so hard, so very hard.

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