Immersive Fast Wear: The Anti-Strike Manual of the Heartthrob

Fayun Temple is built at the highest point of the mountain, with thousands of steps. Ordinary people would be exhausted and out of breath if they wanted to climb up by themselves.

Horse-drawn carriages cannot go to Fayun Temple, and many people can only get halfway there on their own, and it is difficult to reach the top.

But no matter what the dilemma, there is always someone who can find a way.

A few years ago, there were more sedan chair bearers carrying people at the foot of the mountain.

They are strong and usually work in teams of two, so they don't seem to have any difficulty carrying people.

Many elderly or disabled people who are in poor health or have physical disabilities would hire a sedan chair and choose to be carried by sedan bearers if they have more money than that.

Originally, Meng Wenjin was still considering whether to hire one for each of her cousin and sister Xiaoyun.

As a result, now, my cousin Yin Qian has rushed to the front, looking full of energy, and I don’t need to worry about her at all.

Meng Wenjin turned his gaze to Chu Xiaoyun and asked her what she thought.

Chu Xiaoyun looked at Yin Qian, who was standing not far away and greeting her and Meng Wenjin. After thinking for a while, she shook her head.

"No, I'll go up with you."

She didn't want to be alone, and the scenery along the road was beautiful, and she didn't want to miss it.

Meng Wenjin rejected the offer of the sedan bearer next to him and took the initiative to walk at the end of the small team of three.

The three of them were like this now. Yin Qian was walking in the front, jumping and skipping, and occasionally turned around to ask the two to look at the new things she had found.

Most of the time, she entertains herself and has fun by herself.

It was just as she said, she was sick for a few days and was driven crazy, and now she was making up for it.

The person walking in the middle is Chu Xiaoyun. She walks neither fast nor slow, and her eyes are often attracted by the surrounding scenery.

Meng Wenjin said that she was walking at the back, but in fact she was only one step away from Chu Xiaoyun.

Every time she was surprised by something new and strange, Meng Wenjin would agree with her. The two of them always had the same views and ideas, and were perfectly harmonious.

With three people as companions and someone to talk to, the road to the top of the mountain didn't seem so rugged and difficult.

Soon, they saw the gate of Fayun Temple.

The three of them worshipped the Buddha, received a piece of flower cake, and left the hall where the gods and Buddhas were enshrined.

The flower cakes distributed by Fayun Temple are printed from a mold made of five peach petals. They have a beautiful shape and emit a faint peach blossom fragrance.

Take a bite, and the sweet peach flavor seems to flow between your lips and teeth.

Fayun Temple is known as "the best in the capital", and the flower cakes distributed every year definitely play a huge role.

Chu Xiaoyun ate the flower cake, her almond-shaped eyes half-closed, and she was very satisfied with the fragrance in her mouth.

Now, she became even more interested in the peach blossom forest.

"Qianqian, Brother Wenjin, let's go to the peach blossom forest now."

"Okay."

The two had no objection and turned to another destination.

As soon as I turned around, a familiar voice came from behind me.

"Miss Chu, Miss Chu!"

As if worried that Chu Xiaoyun would leave, the owner of the voice quickened his pace, and the sound coming from behind him became louder and louder.

Even though Chu Xiaoyun didn't notice someone behind her at first, she was aware of the approaching footsteps.

She turned around and saw the person who had caught up with her for a few steps - the young master of the Fang family.

"Ms. Chu, what a coincidence, we met here."

The young master of the Fang family was breathing rapidly and his cheeks were flushed. It was unclear whether it was due to the fast running or some other factor.

"Yes, Mr. Fang. What is it that you want to ask me?"

Chu Xiaoyun's attitude was very normal.

She was not surprised. After all, the young master of the Fang family had said yesterday that he would come with his sister today, so it was normal to meet them here.

Yin Qian didn’t understand their conversation yesterday, and she didn’t have any ill feelings towards the young master of the Fang family. She just stood next to Chu Xiaoyun and watched curiously.

Meng Wenjin recognized that the person who was now talking to Chu Xiaoyun with a red face was the person who had "bad intentions" (in his eyes) yesterday, and his expression immediately became serious.

The young master of the Fang family didn't realize that it took him courage to meet Chu Xiaoyun's gaze.

At this moment, there were many onlookers in front of him, and he spoke haltingly.

"I...I...I..."

He said "I" several times but didn't say anything else.

Chu Xiaoyun didn't understand what he was trying to say and frowned slightly.

When the young master of the Fang family noticed her changing mood, his head instantly became filled with blood and he directly threw away the thing he was holding tightly in his hand.

"Miss Chu, this is for you."

What he handed over was the peach blossom cake he got at Fayun Temple.

Fayun Temple is not afraid of the powerful and wealthy. No matter who comes to get the flower cake, they can only get one piece, and it is only distributed once a year.

Because of this special feature, peach blossom cake is a rare commodity for many people.

The cheaper something is, the more valuable it is.

Although Chu Xiaoyun was not particularly eager for a piece of peach blossom cake, she could see the importance of what Young Master Fang was going to say next.

She looked over carefully, and the words that Young Master Fang had been hiding for a long time poured out all at once.

"Miss Chu, I have admired you for a long time. I wonder if you are interested in me?"

The atmosphere around suddenly became quiet.

Meng Wenjin clenched his hands tightly together, and his eyes became deep.

Over there, the young master of the Fang family was still expressing his feelings.

"Since our first encounter by the lotus pond last year... I've run into you a few times since then, but..."

"I know you are not yet of marriageable age. It doesn't matter. If you have a little affection for me, I can wait for you forever."

"I will treat you very well. My family has a clean tradition and does not allow concubines. I am very serious about relationships. I really like you and will never let you down in the future."

"..."

Young Master Fang spoke with deep emotion, and he also cited many examples of the loving relationship between his parents at home to support his words.

Chu Xiaoyun didn't know how to reply to him for a moment.

The young master of the Fang family spoke sincerely, even though some of his remarks seemed inappropriate due to inappropriate wording.

She could also see that the emotions he displayed were genuine.

But Chu Xiaoyun has never thought about emotional matters.

Over the years, the only man she had been able to spend a long time with, besides her father, was Meng Wenjin.

She paid very little attention to other men, and even if she met them many times, she didn't take it to heart at all.

Now that someone suddenly expressed his love to her directly and sincerely, Chu Xiaoyun was naturally flustered and at a loss.

For this reason, she did not say no in time.

Meng Wenjin stood aside and misunderstood what she meant, thinking that her silence at this moment was a tacit acknowledgement of shyness.

For a moment, the fear of falling into an abyss gripped his heart.

His face turned pale, and his mind suddenly became extremely clear. The mist that had obscured his brain yesterday was blown away by the scene before him.