The Emperor of Hell's Green Plum Pillow She Escaped Again

Bai Shuiru could see Hei Zhanze and Jing Youxi and his wife behind the flowers and plants through the glass curtain wall of the greenhouse:

One of them was reading a book attentively, while the other was copying his beloved wife with a drawing board in his hand. They would look at each other and tease each other from time to time.

There is no need to compare them with the Bai couple who are incompatible and have different dreams, or the Zhong couple who appear to be respectful to each other but are actually estranged, to know that the Hei couple are truly in love and inseparable wherever they go.

Bai Shuiru strolled along the small gravel path leading to the depths of the glass greenhouse, occasionally bending down to fiddle with the clumps of hydrangeas, roses, jasmine and snapdragons on the roadside. Bees and butterflies were disturbed and flew away and then returned, creating a perfect harmony of movement and stillness.

At the turn of the greenhouse passage, there is a small fountain, which echoes the hanging fuchsia that climbs up the glass dome and hangs down.

Parrots of all sizes move freely in and out of the greenhouse, playing and flapping their arms in the bird bath, as if it were a peaceful secret land that no human has ever set foot in.

Bai Shuiru waited for Hei Zhanze and his wife to finish their conversation before calling out:

"Excuse me, Mr. Hei and Mrs. Hei. Uncle Nan said that Mrs. Hei wanted to see me."

Jing Youxi put down the book, waved to Bai Shuiru to sit down, and poured her a cup of rose tea.

"It's nothing serious. I heard that you were forced to work all day by my workaholic son. I'm nosy and wanted to give you two a break."

Bai Shuiru responded with a cute smile:

"I don't have anything else to do except work. But Mr. Hei's work and rest schedule is different from others, so it must be more difficult for him."

Jing Youxi handed over a small plate of cakes and said jokingly:

"You call my husband 'Mr. Black' and my son 'Mr. Black' as well. They won't know who you are calling."

Bai Shuiru was embarrassed for a moment, took the cake, put it down, lowered her eyes and said obediently:

"Actually, I usually call Mr. Hei 'Boss'."

There is also "What kind of sleep is black".

Bai Shuiru raised her eyes and looked at Jing Youxi cautiously.

Bai Shuiru, why are you so respectful to Mrs. Hei?

However, she seemed to have some recognition of my work ability as a "kindergarten teacher".

"That's not the way it works in our Hei family."

Jing Youxi waved his hand, and the bright starlight on his fingers flowed lightly, easily arousing the little girl's curiosity.

"That silly boy didn't even get angry when someone called him 'Good Night'."

Jing Youxi watched Bai Shuiru's expression quietly, but he didn't expect that she was staring at the wedding ring on his hand.

Jing Youxi turned his head and exchanged glances with Hei Zhan Ze, then deliberately picked up the sterling silver tea strainer and lifted it; sure enough, he saw Bai Shuiru's eyes following his fingers.

"This is a wedding tradition in our hometown that has continued to this day: similar to a couple tying the knot, we exchange 'spirits'."

"Spirit?"

Bai Shuiru gently grasped Jing Youxi's left hand, which was stretched out to her. On her slender fingers, there was a gold four-clawed egg-shaped ruby ​​ring. The magic was that there was a little light in the gem that seemed to have consciousness and was swimming leisurely.

"You can think of it as a couple exchanging each other's souls when they sign a marriage contract: putting each other's soul and spirit into a gemstone, carrying it close to the body, shining with each other every day, to prove their unchanging love in this life."

Bai Shuiru was surprised and murmured:

"As far as I know, if a mentally weak person loses his soul, the worst case scenario is that he will sleep forever and become a useless person; the worst case scenario is that he will become insane and uncontrollable, with seizures occurring at random times."

Jing Youxi and Hei Zhanze looked at each other, nodded, and responded:

"That's right. Unless you can find the destined person who owns your soul, your body and soul will be separated after the five-year deadline. Even if you can find your soul by then, there will be no chance for your body and soul to be reunited."

Bai Shuiru lowered her eyes, picked up the pastry and ate it in small bites.

Why do I suddenly feel anxious and uneasy, and always feel like I have forgotten something?

What did I forget?

Jing Youxi didn't detect any emotion on the other person's face. He lowered his eyes and thought quickly, then laughed at himself and replied:

"Hey, look at me, why am I talking to you about all this nonsense?"

"Come to think of it, as Mian Mian's assistant you don't have much freedom, no matter how high your salary and benefits are, you won't have time to spend them. I just happened to have the group send over some women's clothing for next season, so go pick some when you're free. I'm so grateful to you for coaxing Wan Wan into eating vegetables."

"You don't have to thank me, Mrs. Hei. Wanwan is very well behaved and cute. Seeing him eat so happily makes me very happy."

As he was speaking, Bai Shuiru's phone rang with a new message.

Bai Shuiru apologized, took a quick look at the new message, and stood up to say goodbye: "Sorry, the boss is looking for me."

"Then go quickly."

Jing Youxi and Hei Zhan Ze both watched Bai Shui leave the greenhouse as briskly as a bird.

"Tell me, does she really not know, or is she pretending not to know?"

"If you say she has never heard of the 'Soul Oath', how can she understand the mild and severe symptoms of losing a soul? If you say she knew about this, how can she not know about this 'five-year period'..."

"Zhanzhan, what should we do? The deadline is almost here!"