People are singing in the tide, but there is no crown

What is taking a photo?

That's a really good question.

Ling An looked at Chao Mei's eyes and fell into deep thought for a moment.

But since this "Emperor of Jinzhou" asked the question, Ling An had no choice but to answer.

He thought for a long time before finally saying tentatively, "Oh, you heard it wrong. It's... that fireflies! That's right! Xinyi said there is a unique scenery in Chengxiao Mountain. Uh, the flying fireflies are as beautiful as shooting stars. It's a wonder. Let's go see it together when we have time."

After saying this, Ling An prepared to run away.

He was about to move when he suddenly felt himself being grabbed.

Looking back, Chao Mei was smiling subtly. She said, "If you don't behave now, you won't have a chance later."

Having said this, Ling An had no choice but to give up instantly.

He said dejectedly, "It's a photo."

"Whose photo?"

"Xinyi's."

"She gave you a photo?" Chaomei asked puzzledly.

"That's right!" Ling An instantly stood up. "At the beginning, I said I didn't want anything, but she insisted on giving it to me and I couldn't stop her. You know, she's an elder, so she put it in my pocket right away."

As he spoke, Ling An muttered to himself.

I'm sorry, Xinyi.

Now it is really only possible that my fellow Taoist will die rather than I.

Chao Mei still stared at Ling An and whispered, "Where did you get the pocket?"

"Uh..." Ling An was speechless for a moment, and said hesitantly, "You don't understand the matter of kittens."

"Guess whether I believe it or not?" Chaomei asked suspiciously.

"I guess you... believe it?" Ling An said tentatively.

"You guessed wrong!" Chao Mei snorted coldly and stretched out her hand to him, "Give it to me and let me see it!"

In this situation, Ling An could only sigh, silently took out the photo of Xinyi and handed it to Chao Mei.

As for where he is hiding, I can only say that you don’t understand things about kittens.

Chaomei took the photo and looked at it.

Ling An's heart was beating very fast as he waited for her to say something.

He was really helpless at this moment.

The photos hadn't even gotten warm before they were confiscated by the trendy girl.

His Snow Girl from another world.

After a moment, Chao Mei praised: "Xinyi was quite pretty when she was young."

Then she continued, "Are there any more?"

"No more!" Ling An reacted quickly and shouted, "Just this one!"

"Really?" Chao Mei looked at Ling An suspiciously.

"Really? I swear!" Ling An assured. Xinyi did give him only one photo.

"Oh?" Chaomei spoke, her tone drawn out.

She walked slowly in the snow with her hands behind her back, her eyes still fixed on Ling An:

"During the Ming-style revival battle, when I was heading to the broken camp, I met someone. Guess who it was?"

"Who?" Ling An didn't react for a moment.

"Yes, who is it?" Chao Mei touched her chin and pretended to think, "She can do Tai Chi and likes to play songs. She is very polite and even performed her Dai Mao flute skills for me. Who do you think it could be?"

Ling An was speechless.

Silently, he looked up at the sky at a 45-degree angle.

The pressure is too great.

The pressure was countless times greater than the battle with the Lord of the Year just now.

It's all over this time!

Feeling Chao Mei's gaze, he hesitated and whispered, "It's really hard to guess, who could it be...what do you think?"

"Yeah, it's a little hard to guess, right? Then how about I give you a little hint?"

"well."

"When I returned to Jinzhou, Chixia said someone was looking for you at Liuxian Teahouse. I ran into this person in the Pozhen Camp. Since you have a criminal record, I asked her a few questions tentatively and she accidentally let it slip. Do you want me to recall it for you?"

Chaomei said this with a smile.

But Ling An felt a creepy feeling.

He still looked at the sky, his gaze directed toward the horizon.

Lord, why don’t you come back?

Let's have another fight.

It's better than cutting meat with a blunt knife like this.

"Is that enough? Have you remembered it?" Chaomei asked with a smile.

"Enough, enough."

Ling An knew that the game was over. When he was teaching Jianxin how to fight in the backyard of Liuxian Teahouse, he accidentally showed the photo taken by Yinlin.

I didn't expect it to become a foreshadowing of this moment.

But this matter cannot be blamed on Jianxin, as Chaomei acted unintentionally and Jianxin was unaware of the relationship between Ling An and Chaomei.

I'm afraid that after a few attempts, the truth will be extracted.

Ling An still looked up at the sky, stretched out his hand and handed something to Chao Mei.

It was the photo that Yinlin secretly took of him when he pretended to be unconscious during the Returning Soul Mutual Aid Society.

Although it was a bit "unsightly", he still gave in to the pressure from Chao Mei.

It is better to suffer a short pain than a long one.

Chaomei took the photo and looked at it carefully.

In the photo, Ling An, in cat form, squinted his eyes and seemed to be asleep, while Yin Lin gently bit the tip of his ear and looked at the camera.

The more Chaomei looked, the more her brows furrowed.

Ling An couldn't see her expression, or rather, he didn't dare to see it.

"Is there anything you want to say?" Chaomei suddenly asked.

Ling An looked at the sky: "Haha, this snow is really snowing..."

“When was this photo taken?”

"At that time, I was a patrol officer, handling the affairs of the Guihun Mutual Aid Association. I pretended to faint to cooperate with her. I was not aware of the photo when it was taken!" Ling An explained quickly.

Chao Mei frowned: "What about this photo of Xinyi? Don't tell me she gave it to you on her own initiative."

"She looks familiar to me, and I want to stay here to remember her." Ling An continued.

"Nianxiang?"

Chaomei pondered the meaning of Ling An's words, and then there was a long silence.

Ling An was still enjoying the snow and sky, but he was becoming more and more nervous.

Normally, if there was any problem, Chao Mei would have given a warning on the spot.

This time the silence has lasted so long, I'm afraid it will be difficult to deal with it.

As we all know, intentional punching is to accumulate heroic spirit points.

Ling An felt that Chao Mei’s anger bar was almost full.

Ling An waited quietly for death.

After a long time, a soft sigh was heard from the snow scene.

Ling An was looking up at the scenery when he suddenly felt something go soft in front of him.

He was stunned and looked forward.

Chao Mei came forward and hugged him at some point, pressing her cheek against his ferocious body, causing her voice to sound muffled.

She asked softly, "Are you scared?"

The expected anger did not come. Ling An didn't know what expression to make for a moment. He just stared blankly, speechless.

Chao Mei's voice came from his chest again: "Are you worried that one day you will end this journey and have no desire to stay?"

The snow was flying like rain, Ling An stood quietly, with only a hint of warmth coming from in front of him.

So real.

A long time, a long time.

He finally spoke, his tone full of indistinguishable emotions: "Yeah, sometimes I feel like I'm dreaming."

"As long as I'm here, you won't become something strange. You will just be Ling An, forever."

"Our journey is not over yet."

Ling An thought for a long time, but at this moment he didn't know how to start, so he could only utter one word:

"it is good."

At this moment, he truly felt something.

Chaomei’s strength and gentleness are so specific.

On the white top of Chengxiao Mountain, two figures almost merged into one stood. From the flying snow, the last voice of a silly woman came:

“Take a picture of me, too.”