Crossing the Sauvignon Blanc

"Aunt Rabbit, give me two big meat buns!" Wen Xiaoliu came to the Rabbit Fairy's shop with a smile, took out a few copper coins and put them on the counter. He took the buns, thanked her, and walked towards the wine shop with his head shaking.

After coming out of the wine shop, she carried a pot of wine, hummed a little tune, and walked leisurely towards the river. She was resting today and left the clinic to Sang Tianer.

Once people have free time, they always like to think about random things. Today she thought especially a lot, so she wanted to drink some wine. Maybe when she was drunk she could see the person she wanted to see.

I came to the river alone, picked up a flat stone from the ground, tossed it in my hand, and suddenly threw it into the river. I watched the stone bounce on the surface of the river, creating circles of ripples before disappearing into the water.

"Hey, not bad, farther than yesterday!" Wen Xiaoliu dusted off his hands, looked at the ground, found a flat spot and sat down, unscrewed the cap of the wine, tilted his head back and took two sips, sighing, "It still tastes the same! What a pity, the person I used to drink with is no longer here..."

"Sister, it's been thirty years, and neither you nor he has appeared. Do you abandon me? Or are you afraid that I'll be embarrassed if you see me? Am I such a stingy person? Haha, maybe. Hey, people are so contradictory..."

Memories are always filled with both pain and happiness. Once upon a time, he and she had sat here and chatted. Thinking about it now, even though he was mean to her back then, she now felt that those memories were all happiness. She only had memories left, and only memories could not be taken away by others...

Xiaoliu kept mumbling, alternately crying and laughing, and before she knew it, the bottle was empty. She tilted her head high and stuck out her tongue, trying to lick up every last drop. Xiaoliu shook the bottle vigorously, but there was not a drop left.

"It's really not enough to drink. Next time, I will definitely buy two bottles, no, three bottles!"

Wen Xiaoliu's eyes were blurry and his face was flushed, and he was obviously a little drunk.

A snowflake landed between her eyebrows, and a hint of coolness made him a little confused. What was that just now? A snowflake? How could there be snow if it wasn't winter? Unless!

Wen Xiaoliu suddenly stood up and turned around. It was him!

Xiang Yao stood quietly not far in front of Wen Xiaoliu, just looking at her silently without saying a word. The morning sunlight shone through the leaves onto his spotless white clothes. A faint halo surrounded him, making him look more like a god in heaven than a human being.

Wen Xiaoliu was a little bewildered, and his slightly drunken state immediately sobered up. He turned slightly to the side and looked around, then asked suspiciously, "Where's my sister? Why did you come here alone?"

"Yan...Mo, she went to find Yiying and asked her to help break off the engagement." Xiang Yao thought about it and decided not to tell her for now.

"Oh, this is indeed a big deal, but don't worry, I'm very capable!" Wen Xiaoliu resumed her carefree attitude. In fact, her body stiffness told her that she was not as calm and indifferent as she appeared.

"I've never worried!" Xiangliu came to stand beside Wen Xiaoliu. Standing with his hands behind his back, even without exuding any aura, Wen Xiaoyao could still sense his powerful presence. Was it because of the thunder tribulation that night? He had become even stronger...

Wen Xiaoliu subconsciously moved away from him, not because of his aura, but because she didn't want to let Yan Mo down.

"Yes, sister never makes people worry when she does things!" Wen Xiaoliu couldn't help but sigh at Yan Mo's strength. It was as if she was a favorite of God.

"How are your preparations going?" Xiangliu looked at Xiaoliu, his deep eyes revealing what he was thinking.

"That's all. I have nothing to do, so I'll just wait for him to come. If he doesn't come, I'll ask Wuyou to bring him over. Now I'm annoyed with Tu Shanjing!"

"Why bother him?" Xiang Yao's eyes deepened as he looked at Wen Xiaoliu, not missing a single expression on her face.

Wen Xiaoliu frowned and said helplessly: "Look, Yiying has successfully broken off the engagement, which means he is imprisoned by his brother again. In three years, he will be thrown into that haystack. Look, that's it, looking like a dirty beggar. Should I save him or not?" He pointed at the haystack as he spoke.

"You want to save?"

Wen Xiaoyao waved her hands quickly.

"No, no, no, I don't want to save him at all. It's really annoying to be entangled with him. In my previous life, if Xuanxuan didn't need him, why would I bother to be so hypocritical with him? I just recovered my memory, not turned back into the person in my previous life. To me, it's just a memory. I remember what I want to remember, and don't want to remember what I don't want to remember. I can't forget my present self just because I remember the past, otherwise my sister's three hundred years of teachings will be wasted. I'm just still affected by the memories of my past life, and my heart is not at peace!"

"But, it seems that we have to save him. He is part of the plan. He has money. With that coward Xuan, he can't move an inch without money. I don't want to play games with him for so long. Besides, Fenglong still needs Tu Shanjing to act as a matchmaker. Since Fenglong pointed his knife at the rebels in his previous life, he is our enemy. Let's kill the three of them together. This is also what my sister meant. I'm too lazy to find reasons to kill them one by one!" Wen Xiaoliu held his forehead helplessly.

"It's actually very simple. Just let Xuan save himself." Xiang Yao kindly reminded her.

When Wen Xiaoliu heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up. It was true that only those in the situation could see things clearly.

"Oh, that's right. Why didn't I think of that? If he needs help, he can save himself. I can just watch the show from the side. It turns out that nine heads are smart. Thank you, Brother Xiangliu!" As he said this, he subconsciously patted Xiang Yao's shoulder.

Xiang Yao originally smiled when he saw her happy, but he was stunned when she patted his hand. He looked at Xiao Liu fixedly, and memories came flooding back. In his memory, she had subconsciously patted his shoulder happily because she got the herbs.

Wen Xiaoliu felt his strange gaze and felt panicked. Why was he looking at me like that? Wen Xiaoliu, he belongs to Yan Mo, you can't have any thoughts about it!

"Haha, the weather is really nice today. I'm going back first. I'm worried about Tian'er being alone. Brother Xiangliu, please feel free to do as you please. Bye!"

Looking at Wen Xiaoliu fleeing in panic, Xiang Yao smiled. His Wen Xiaoliu was back. But he was still so stupid!

Wen Xiaoliu returned to Huichun Hall and quickly went back to his room and closed the door. Lao Mu, Chuanzi Mazi and Sang Tianer looked at each other. Lao Mu asked quietly, "Did he cause trouble? Why did he close the door in such a hurry?"

Chuanzi, Mazi and Sang Tianer all shook their heads to indicate that they didn't know.

Wen Xiaoliu covered her chest with her hands and gasped for breath. Something was wrong with Xiangliu. Normally, he wouldn't even say a word to her, so why did he come and talk to her so much today? The way he looked at her was also strange.

Did my sister tell me about him? So he came here out of curiosity. Yes, that must be the case.

Wen Xiaoliu didn't dare to think about anything. The wine he just drank was making him feel drunk again. He took off his shoes, covered himself with the quilt, and fell asleep.

After she fell asleep, Xiang Yao's figure appeared with a cloud of snow. He came to the bedside and looked at her quietly, looking at her messy hair. He was about to help her tidy it up, but he put his hand back halfway. He just looked at her like that, and looked...