Crossing the Sauvignon Blanc

Xiaoyao walked alone on the streets of Qingshui Town, people constantly passing by her without stopping. She felt a little dazed. She kept feeling that this place was strangely familiar, as if she had lived here for a long, long time. But it wasn't the familiarity she'd occasionally experienced with her sister, but a kind of inexplicable, yet nagging familiarity.

Time and space seemed to stand still at this moment, and Xiaoyao felt a little dizzy...

"Xiao Yao! Why are you standing on the street in a daze?" Yan Mo looked at Xiao Yao strangely. He had just seen her walking in the middle of the street in a trance from a distance, as if she had lost her soul.

"Ah! Why are you here, sister?" Xiao Yao came back to her senses and saw Yan Mo approaching. She forced a smile. She didn't know why, but she felt very heavy and sad today, with a dull pain in her heart...

"Of course I'm here to help you prepare. Come, I'll take you to see it!"

Yan Mo did not wear a mask today, but used her original appearance. Everyone here knew her, the ninth lady of the Charity Hall, and most people affectionately called her the Ninth Miss.

Yan Mo pulled Xiao Yao, who was still a little dazed, and came to a house by the river. The house was quite big, and there was a large garden surrounded by flowers of various colors and some common herbs. Yan Mo had someone design it bit by bit according to the appearance of Huichun Hall in the TV series.

Xiaoyao slowly stroked the neatly arranged railings, touched the brightly blooming hibiscus flowers, and touched the newly built wooden door, muttering to herself: It's not this new... I'm wrong, I'm wrong...

She didn't know what was wrong. She just felt that everything was familiar and strange. There seemed to be a picture flashing through her mind, but she couldn't seem to remember anything.

Yan Mo excitedly introduced everything here to Xiao Yao, and told her that she might live here for the next thirty years or so, so she should first establish an identity that would not be suspected. She did not notice anything wrong with Xiao Yao.

"How is it? It's not bad. It's spacious enough, with a small yard, shade from the trees, and a small river next to it. When the weather gets hot, you can even take a bath there. I also got two lounge chairs in the yard, one for each of us, so we can count the stars and watch the moon together at night..."

When Yan Mo said this, he actually wanted to do these things with Xiang Liu.

"come over!"

Seeing Xiaoyao looking around in a daze, Yan Mo thought she was surprised at how thoughtful she was!

Yan Mo pulled Xiao Yao to the gate in front of the yard. Xiao Yao looked up and saw a flat object covered with a red cloth. Yan Mo handed a red ribbon to Xiao Yao.

"You should open this one yourself." Yan Mo looked at Xiao Yao expectantly. Maybe Yan Mo felt that the story was about to begin, and he was extremely excited recently. He didn't act as calm as usual in front of Xiao Yao.

Xiao Yao came back to her senses and took it in a daze. She felt panic for a moment. She didn't know where all these messy emotions came from. She always felt that once she pulled down the red cloth, she would be in excruciating pain. But a voice kept telling her to pull it down, pull it down...

Now that she's here, is she a timid person? Perhaps she was before, but now she has the strength to stand up. Whether she is a god or a devil, we will know after a try!

Xiaoyao closed her eyes and pulled hard, only to hear Yan Mo's happy voice: Dingdangdangdang... Huichuntang is back! Xiaoyao, look!

"Huichuntang...Huichuntang...Who am I? Who is Wen Xiaoliu..."

Xiaoyao's eyes moistened unconsciously. She raised her head with difficulty and saw the large black and red characters of Huichuntang. They were as black as a battlefield burned by war, and as red as solidified blood...

Xiaoyao's eyes were dark and she was about to fall. Yan Mo finally realized that something was wrong with her and hurried to support her.

"Xiaoyao, Xiaoyao, wake up, why did you faint for no reason..."

Xiaoyao vaguely heard someone calling her name, but she felt increasingly tired and her heart ached. Finally, she knew nothing.

Yan Mo felt her pulse and found nothing wrong, so he carried her into Huichun Hall.

On the other side, in the space of Xiangliu's dragon ring, Xiangliu, who was refining his body, suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and then the pain became more and more severe.

Xiang Liu from his previous life suddenly opened his eyes. He knew that something had happened to Xiao Yao. Although he didn't know why, even though he had cleared the poison, he could still feel Xiao Yao's heartache. But the two previous times Xiao Yao felt heartbroken, she wasn't feeling well. Why was she in so much pain this time?

"Xiangliu, are you there? I need you for something!"

In his previous life, Xiangliu used his thoughts to spread throughout the space of the Dragon Ring. He must find Xiangliu and ask him to help him take a look.

"What's the matter?"

Xiangliu sensed the energy fluctuations of the dragon ring and appeared in the space in an instant.

"Xiangliu, where is Xiaoyao?"

"He should be in Wushen Mountain, right? I wonder if he's back yet. Yan Mo is in Qingshui Town."

"Xiaoyao is in trouble. Can you help me go see her? I feel that she is in pain now."

At this moment, Xiangliu felt the dragon ring grow slightly hot. It was Yan Mo calling him! Wasn't Mo'er in Qingshui Town? Why was he calling him over so close? Was there any danger?

"Mo'er is calling me. I'll go and take a look. Maybe they are together. Don't worry. Xiaoyao is quite powerful now. Not many people can hurt her."

"Okay, thank you."

"It's strange to hear thank you from you. I'm leaving now. I'll tell you when I get back!"

After saying that, he disappeared.

Inside Huichun Hall, Yan Mo looked at the girl lying on the bed, crying non-stop, her expression sometimes painful, sometimes hateful, sometimes desperate, she kept muttering but couldn't wake up.

Yan Mo sighed. This day had finally come...

"Xiangliu... why... don't you die... Xuanxuan! I hate you, you clearly promised me!... He died... How could he die... Xiangliu, I was wrong, please come back, I know I was wrong..."

Hearing the footsteps, Yan Mo knew who was coming. Yan Mo raised his head and looked at Xiang Liu.

"Mo'er, why are you crying?" Xiang Liu panicked when he saw Yan Mo, whose face was also covered in tears. He quickly walked over to Yan Mo, hugged him, and patted his back.

"I, I'm fine, I'm just sad. Xiaoyao is about to recover her memory. Listening to what she said in her dream, my mind is full of the scene of you being injured and pierced by thousands of arrows. It repeats in my mind over and over again! My heart hurts so much, I'm sorry, I can't control it. I also know that you won't experience this now, but you are actually him, just divided into two personalities now. Xiangliu, don't get hurt again, don't lose your life again, I will go crazy, really crazy!! Wuuu, I'm sorry, let me cry for a while... Hug me, hold me tight..."

Xiangliu's heart felt like it was being tightly grasped by a hand. Seeing Yan Mo sad, he knew that in Yan Mo's heart, he was a man who had died nine times. If Yan Mo loved him, and watched him die nine times in his memories, how desperate that would be!

Xiang Liu hugged Yan Mo tightly, wanting to use his body temperature to tell her that he was still alive and well.

"Mo'er, don't cry, don't be sad. I'm not injured and I'm not dead. Mo'er is amazing. I'm living a happy life every day now. It's your arrival and your wholehearted love that made me realize what happiness and satisfaction are. These are all brought to me by Mo'er. Mo'er is really amazing!"

"Really?" Yan Mo stopped crying, but still hiccuped from time to time.

Xiangliu wiped her tears with his hands and said to her with a smile:

"Yeah! Really! Stop crying. Are you hungry? She won't wake up for a while. I'll go get you something to eat."

"Okay, buy some more wine, someone will need it..."

"Wait until I come back, and stop thinking about it." Xiangliu kissed Yan Mo on the forehead before letting go.

Looking at Xiangliu who was leaving, and looking back at Xiaoyao who was still calling Xiangliu's name repeatedly...

"Two fools! No, four..."

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"Xiangliu, go back. When Xiaoyao wakes up, she probably won't want to see you and me being so close. I'm fine, don't worry, I will take good care of myself and Xiaoyao."

Xiangliu looked at Yan Mo deeply, then hugged him tightly for a long time. Smelling the unique fragrance on Xiangliu's body, Yan Mo's heart calmed down.

"Call me if you need anything. Don't handle it alone. I'm always here!"

"Okay, Xiangliu...I love you!"

"I love you too!"

Xiangliu held Yan Mo's face and kissed her deeply, and they did not separate for a long time.

"Go."