These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Bai Youwei smiled secretly.

She didn't respond but turned around, changed her posture, and then squeezed her legs together again.

The two bodies seemed so intimately connected, yet so pure; how much of it was love and desire? But why was there no further entanglement?

The girl spoke softly and gently, as if chatting about everyday matters in a warm, cozy home with candlelight.

Perhaps it's not like that... What kind of trivial matters could she and he possibly have? It's just that he's listening to her rambling on and on about some pointless whining... But he's willing to listen, that's good.

“I didn’t feel any impact before, but I can feel it more and more... These past events that belong to them exist. The images form a complete story, as if I am being pulled closer to these images. I am increasingly unable to stay out of it, and I feel more and more that all of this is my responsibility... something I should do.”

Hearing Bai Youwei's words, Wei Tu gently reached out and gathered a strand of hair from the girl's temple.

"This is just a way to intensify your hatred. I doubt they're entirely confident you'll be willing to carry on their legacy..."

"It doesn't matter... It's become my karma anyway, so I have to do it no matter what, right?"

"Hmm... there really isn't any difference."

Wei Tu said with a smile.

He watched as Bai Youwei looked up at him and then boldly and proactively kissed his lips.

There was no romantic beginning; it seemed like it was just a formality.

Humans are fragile creatures. No matter how strong or independent they may appear to outsiders, they will always have a vulnerable side.

There will always be moments when even a cold fire can't warm you up, and you just need a hug.

For example, right now.

She also needs a passionate kiss to fill the void in her heart.

That was... a place where the night wind would blow in, chilling to the bone, as if only he could fill it.

But after the passionate kiss ended, separation was the only outcome.

Wei Tu gently pushed the girl's face away. She was very sensible and did not show any confusion or regret, only a satisfied expression.

It's as if we already knew this inevitable outcome... it will never come now.

The boy looked into her eyes and smiled.

"Alright, go be the unique Bai Youwei. Even amidst deep-seated hatred, I hope you can bloom in a different way... But remember to wear proper clothes."

"Are you annoying or not?"

Bai Youwei blushed and pulled away Wei Tu's hand, which seemed reluctant to let go, and then used both her hands and feet.

It seemed somewhat difficult for him; he pushed Wei Tu off the bed like a lump of mud.

Wei Tu stood up, straightened her clothes, and helped Bai Youwei cover herself with the blanket.

He walked to the door.

"Good night."

"Ah."

A response came from the darkness, seemingly calm and composed, as if knowing what to do and when to part ways.

But Wei Tu never saw the pair of bright, sparkling eyes behind him, watching him intently until the door opened, a cold wind blew in, and lifted his robes.

His figure disappeared again not long after an incense stick had burned.

He hastily closed the door, seemingly unconcerned about where he might go. Tomorrow would be sunny, and if it snowed, it would conceal all his traces.

I think I'm overthinking things... It's not like it's a life-or-death situation, so why all this self-indulgent sentimentality?

Bai Youwei quietly got dressed and covered herself with the blanket again.

Hmm... I can finally get a good night's sleep tonight.

It seems like nothing has changed, but... everything has changed too.

Of course, Wei Tu wouldn't have the nerve to go to Xiaoyuan Peak again.

Even a dog wouldn't do something like this, since he's covered in Bai Youwei's scent. Su Mi would probably be able to smell this scent, which he's not even sensitive to, the moment he sees him.

That's the problem; knowing yourself too well... isn't always a good thing.

So where can we go?

Returning to the Medicine King Pavilion at this point was clearly unrealistic... so Wei Tu only had one place left to go.

Hey……

The Baoguang Hall was still under renovation, so naturally the woman wouldn't stay there at night.

So Wei Tu arrived at a secluded pavilion that he rarely passed by or visited.

When he went downstairs, he could clearly see that candles had suddenly been lit in the previously dark place.

Wei Tu frowned and looked up, when suddenly a window was pushed open.

A figure draped in white mink fur leaned over the balcony railing and looked down at himself.

Under the moonlight, her face appeared exceptionally beautiful.

But the smile on his face seemed like a silent irony.

She looked at herself, her beautiful eyes slightly raised at the corners.

He snorted coldly.

"Hey, whose stray dog ​​is this? How did it end up downstairs? ... There's no meat for you today."

Wei Tu wasn't angry.

He smiled and looked up at the woman.

"Oh? A cornered dog will jump over a wall; what kind of meat wouldn't it eat? Especially human flesh..."

"You bastard! Get out!"

A candlestick, still damp with the scent of fresh snow, was thrown from the windowsill and smashed towards Wei Tu's head.

Wei Tu easily reached out and grabbed it.

Then, head down, he strode forward and pushed open the door. PS: I'm back!! I managed to post something today, now I'm going to catch up on some sleep, I'm exhausted. Please vote for me!! I'll start posting again tomorrow, this period of slacking off is over!

Volume 2 Riding the Spring Breeze, Horses Galloping Swiftly

1. Get out of here! (Seeking votes at the beginning of the month!)

As the saying goes: "A dog barks at the thatched gate; a traveler returns home on a snowy night."

Whether the barking of dogs stained the new snow is unclear, but what is clear is that the man who kicked the door open was definitely not a night owl.

At most, it's just that one night there's nowhere to go, and after wandering around, you remember your bastard who treated you like a tool.

So when the other person went straight into her attic, Ran Xinxue shouted downstairs in annoyance.

"Who let you in! Don't you have any manners...?!"

She wouldn't come downstairs to greet him. How dare this little brat make her go down to greet him?

Even the King of Heaven himself wouldn't receive such good treatment!

Then footsteps slowly came up from downstairs.

Until his figure appeared at the top of the stairs on the second floor of the attic, he poked his head out, and Ran Xinxue raised her hand, as if to throw the stool in her hand.

The boy laughed.

"Wait a minute, I brought you a gift, don't throw it away yet."

"Gift?"

Ran Xinxue indeed put down the stool.

Then he watched as Wei Tu placed some foxtail grass that he had picked from somewhere by the roadside on the table.

Then, shamelessly looking at himself, he grinned and said, "This is for you."

"Get out of my sight!"

Ran Xinxue threw the stool over with a whoosh, and Wei Tu grabbed it and sat down on it.

The movements were very smooth.

Wei Tu said with a smile, "I've already given you the gifts, and you still want me to get lost? You have no conscience."

Ran Xinxue took the foxtail grass and then pointed it at Wei Tu's face, shoving it right up to his nose.

"You call this a gift? It's just roadside weeds, even more useless than belated concern. And you think it's touching?"

Wei Tu smiled and reached out, grabbing Ran Xinxue's hand, thus also grasping the inconspicuous foxtail grass.

Ran Xinxue tried to break free, but the other party did not let go.

She glared at the boy with resentment.

Wei Tu laughed and said, "Look, this is called foxtail grass, just like some insignificant little people, they are called Dog Egg, Dog Leftovers. Are these things inherently lowly? Are they inferior to plum blossoms, orchids, bamboo and chrysanthemums? No, it's just that people have given them, and even themselves, a definition."

The snow, fresh and heavy, seems to advance ever forward.

Wei Tu was stunned.

"what?"

"If you don't let go, I'll get tired of standing."

As she said this, the woman, seemingly shameless, sat directly on the boy's lap, her legs spread wide open.

When my sensitive thigh touched the other person's pert buttocks.

Wei Tu gasped, feeling as if the woman leaning against him was supporting her chest with one hand.

It looks both comical and bizarre.

She was already sitting in his lap, yet she still chose to distance herself from him in this way.