It did rain during the night.

The sound of rain hitting the ground was somewhat disturbing.

Fu Yuan was lying on the bed, drowsy and gradually fell asleep.

The blood all over the ground, mixed with rainwater, gathered into a dazzling red river.

On top of a tall building, a man in a bright yellow robe held the slender and fragile girl in his arms, pinched her chin with one hand, and forced her to lower her head to look at the scene below.

Seeing her closing her eyes indifferently, the man smiled.

"Didn't you say that this man has the most beautiful eyes in the world? I think they are beautiful too. Why don't we take them out and ask the best craftsman to make them into jewelry as our wedding gift?"

After saying this, the girl suddenly opened her eyes, and her indifferent expression finally showed some fluctuations: "You dare!"

"Are you finally willing to speak?" The man chuckled happily, "There is nothing in this world that I dare not do."

"Xiao Hua'er, do you think this master should be struck by lightning for having thoughts about his disciple that shouldn't be his? Shouldn't a mere scoundrel who dares to covet the future mother of the nation be cut into pieces and have his tendons and skin peeled off?"

"I heard that Master Qianji not only has a pair of wise eyes that can predict the past and the future, but also has a rare beauty skin, which is the appearance of an emperor star. Today, I will dig out this pair of wise eyes, peel off his beauty skin, and make you the most beautiful wedding dress."

The girl had been taking cartilage powder for two days, but after hearing these words, her body instinctively tensed up.

She bit the tip of her tongue with all her strength, forcing herself to stay awake: "You lunatic!"

"Yes, I am a madman." The man laughed instead of getting angry, "So, when you fell in love with someone else, I had already made up my mind to kill this thief who bewitched you!"

He looked down at the tower and ordered in a deep voice: "Do it!"

"don't want--"

She raised her eyes suddenly, and her gaze met those clear but tender eyes.

Her eyes instantly turned red.

She was wrong.

She shouldn't have pulled down the immortals and Buddhas, who should have been on the altar, to the human world and tempted him to taste worldly love.

She regretted it.

"Flower."

He opened his lips slightly and called her name, as if he understood what she was thinking. He said, "I have never regretted it."

The sharp dagger pierced into his eyes mercilessly, and blood covered his entire face in an instant.

"Master——!!!"

… …

A muffled thunder exploded in the night, waking the girl who was trapped in a nightmare suddenly.

She sat up from the bed, and with a dazed look she reached for the phone on the table, then found a familiar number and dialed it.

The phone was answered after only three rings.

The man's voice was a little hoarse, and there was a special tenderness coming from the phone: "Fu Yuan, what's wrong?"

It turned out to be a dream.

Fu Yuan's eyes slowly focused, her breathing became heavier, and after a long while she spoke, "Sorry, I called the wrong number."

It was two o'clock in the morning. Who was she going to call?

Yan Yan listened to the obviously abnormal sound over there, paused for two seconds, and then asked softly: "Did you have a nightmare?"

In the past few years, he would have nightmares every time it rained, but since meeting Fu Yuan, he almost never has nightmares anymore.

He was a light sleeper and was just awakened by the thunder. Just as he turned on the light, he received her call.

Although they had known each other for six years, the number of times they had called each other could be counted on one hand, not to mention that she would call him in the early morning.

"Yan Yan."

"Ah."

"You will live a long life."

A very inexplicable blessing without a beginning or an end.

Yan Yan couldn't help but laugh. Seeing that she had no intention of hanging up the phone, he asked, "Do you want to hear a story?"

The man's voice was very gentle, and it sounded even more pleasant on the rainy night, making people unconsciously want to follow his instructions.

He is a very good psychiatrist, and a story is not cheap.

Fu Yuan was destined to be unable to sleep. She touched the sweaty pillow and said in a low voice, "Can you sing?"

She suddenly wanted to listen to music.

The psychologist's songs should help her get rid of the fear in her heart.

"Yes, but I haven't sung it much." The man said with a rare hint of embarrassment in his tone, "Maybe it won't sound very good."

After a moment, he spoke softly.

The sound of his singing is somewhat different from his usual speaking voice, slightly low yet still clear, with an indescribable sexiness to it.

It sounds very nice.

Fu Yuan thought: He is so amazing, it seems like he knows everything.

***

It rained all day in the imperial capital, and the next day it was sunny.

Jiuting is located in a deep alley, so business is poor. It is considered good if one customer comes to the shop a day, although the flowers inside are particularly beautiful every day.

The boss obviously has good taste and is a person who loves life, it's a pity that no one appreciates it.

Next door is a noodle restaurant. The owner, Zhou Jun, has a chubby blue cat named Kaka.

This cat is usually very aloof and ignores everyone except its owner. Since Jiuting opened, it has been squatting at the door of other people's shops every day, meowing, and its meowing sounds more charming than that of a female cat in heat. It is definitely a "claw cat".

Look, he ran to the next door to "grab" something early in the morning.

Zhou Jun couldn't bear to watch it, so he went to visit the next door under the pretext of looking for a cat.

Kaka usually stays at the door and calls out, but he might have slipped in today, so Zhou Jun knocked on the door from outside.

There was a little girl sitting at the front desk who dressed like a criminal every day and nothing could be seen except her eyes.

Seeing that she didn't respond, Zhou Jun thought she didn't hear him knocking on the door and coughed again.

The little girl finally reacted this time. She curled up in the chair like a hedgehog, staring at her with horror in her eyes.

She had a black question mark on her face.

Am I that scary? I look pretty friendly.

"Um," Zhou Jun used the most gentle voice in his life, "Is my Kaka here?"

The girl clenched her palms tightly and answered in a low voice: "It, ran, to the back."

It was extremely difficult to speak a single sentence haltingly.

This girl is so timid. No wonder the business is so bad after being open for so long. How can she do business with such social phobia?

Zhou Jun was complaining when he suddenly heard a gentle female voice.

"Be good, come here."

She unconsciously took two steps inside, and then she realized that although this flower shop looked small from the outside, it was actually quite impressive inside.

There is a simple store in front, with dozens of different kinds of flowers displayed every day. Even if no one buys them, they will all be removed and replaced with new ones the next day.

Further in is a long corridor, at the end of which is a beautiful flower field. Every flower is growing well and sparkling in the sun.

"Don't tickle them, they'll get angry."

A girl wearing a beautiful skirt was squatting next to the flower field. A fat cat was rubbing and rolling on her shoes, with its head buried in the girl's palms begging for caress. It was very clingy.

As if she noticed someone was looking at her, the girl picked up the cat from her feet and slowly raised her head.

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