(Prequel Totem)

One winter day.

The grass covered with white snow makes the surrounding environment seem like being in a white space. Balls of down-like snow are falling, and the chilly wind is blowing against the small window, pouring cold air into the house through the gaps.

The weather was cold and people were shivering. Even though Qin Changsheng was wearing a rabbit fur cloak, she still felt the cold air surrounding her. Li Lianhua, who was sitting not far from her, didn't know if she was used to the cold, as she didn't show any abnormality at all. She sat upright at the table, reading, writing and drawing.

There was a stove of medium size placed between the two of them. The room was dimly lit because the doors and windows were closed. He lit a candle and placed it on the desk. The candlelight spread out a dim light, illuminating the surrounding scene.

Qin Changsheng was lying on a velvet carpet decorated with cloud and mountain patterns. She was wearing a pink dress and a white cloak, with half of her face buried in the fluffy white fur collar. In such dry and cold winter weather, her skin was still as white and tender as milk. If you were close, you could see the tiny hairs on her face and the thin pink color that spread after being warmed up.

She was buried in her clothes and asked in a low voice, "Is the charcoal at home almost gone?"

Li Lianhua didn't look up at her. She continued with her own business as she replied, "It seems so. This winter seems to be colder than usual. The charcoal in town is all out of stock. I'll go to the county town tomorrow to check."

Qin Changsheng suddenly had an idea and became interested: "Well, how much money do we have saved at home? Why don't we go to the hot spring villa to spend the winter?"

"A hot spring villa? Even if it's just a pipe dream," Li Lianhua said with a sneer. The pen she was writing on the table looked like an abacus, tapping away. "After deducting the miscellaneous expenses of food, clothing, housing, and other necessities, the balance is ten taels and one hundred yuan."

Qin Changsheng was shocked: "Ten taels?!"

He sighed deeply and said in a quiet voice, "I have not spent as much as I have earned. It seems that our campaign to punish evil and promote good will also continue in winter."

"Then I, the key player, will apply to withdraw."

"Hmm?" Qin Changsheng simply sat up. "Our team can't be without anyone else, but you."

Li Lianhua was choked by her "shameless" words and pulled the corner of her mouth, "That's right."

He glanced at her and said indifferently, "I have something to do in Wu County. I will leave tomorrow. I will bring the charcoal back on the way. You can stay at the inn for a few days. The money is in the jar."

This special instruction before leaving is just like the "husband" who is left alone at home with healthy hands and feet but cannot take care of himself, and the "wife" who takes care of everything at home arranges everything for him.

Qin Changsheng was speechless at his own imagination. He responded casually without much reaction on his face. As usual, he did not try to find out what he was going to do...

Li Lianhua's hand holding the pen hovered over the rice paper for a moment. In that moment of pause, the ink slid down the pen ball onto the paper, spreading out.

The ink from the Inton pen slowly seeped into the paper, gradually spreading into a small ink dot on the paper.

Originally, such a small ink spot didn't affect anything, but it seemed that the ink was bad, or the paper was too poor... the ink spot gradually became bigger and bigger, and became dazzling.

It’s a pity that it took so long to write, and he has to redraft it again.

Li Lianhua scribbled a few strokes on the paper and then put the paper into the charcoal basin beside her.

Charcoal basin? ...Where did you get the charcoal basin? ...

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