Chapter 78: Night Rain in Bashan, Departure (Part 8) She stared…

Wen Gu remained motionless, staring at the two people embracing beneath the stone statue. After a long moment, he averted his gaze and lowered his head.

Why had he once been able to be held by her? To feel her warmth, to accept her unreserved, warm touch.

Like a tangled thread of love, inseparable.

Now, he wanted the same, even more—

to be by her side constantly, inseparable, flesh and blood intertwined.

He wanted her to be imbued with his scent.

But… until her memory returned, doing so would only scare her. And then there were these endless tasks, one after another, waiting for them to complete.

Wait a little longer, until the clouds parted and the moon appeared, until she could fully remember.

By then, what he wanted would be far more than the yearning he felt at this moment…

Wen Gu raised his head, a smile on his lips as he looked at the people around him.

Ye Qingzhan couldn't fathom the swirling thoughts within him, but he watched his expression shift from gloomy to calm and composed, a smile seemingly creeping into his features. A sense of relief, mixed with curiosity, returned his attention to the figures beneath the statue. Outside

, the rain gradually subsided, a steady patter.

No one knew Dr. Fox's intentions, and worry was evident in their expressions.

After a long pause, Hu Tangqing addressed the group, saying, "If we don't chase him, we won't fall for his tricks. If he dares to enter the ancient temple and harm us, we'll fight him to the death together."

As he finished speaking, Li Zhixing's grip on her shoulders tightened. "It'll be alright." At least I'm here to make sure nothing happens to you.

"Wen Gu", who was following the black hair of the person in his arms, heard the words and looked at the two of them with indifferent eyes, "The rain hasn't stopped yet, and tonight is destined to be restless. You two go to sleep first,

and I'll keep watch." After waking up in Camellia Village, "Ye Qingzhan" began to be sleepy. On the way to the ancient temple, she drank too much, wanting to get rid of her sorrows by drinking, but failed and made a fool of herself. Now she was so sleepy that she couldn't even open her eyes, and the fear in her heart also dissipated in the increasingly heavy sleepiness.

She tilted her head and fell asleep.

Ye Qingzhan on the altar: "?" Are you asleep already? How come you are exactly the same as yourself in the illusion. She remembered that although she used to sleep a lot at home, it was far less than now. In this rainy night full of dangers, you can fall asleep as soon as you say?

Not only she, but also Hu Tangqing, who had watched her fall asleep in an instant, was filled with surprise. After a long while, he said, "...Are you okay, sister?"

The young man holding her seemed accustomed to her like this. He tucked the hair that was tangled in her face behind her ear and replied, "Nothing, it's always like this."

Li Zhixing was worried about Hu Tangqing's health, so he lowered his shoulders and whispered, "Go to sleep."

Knowing the concern of the person next to her, Hu Tangqing did not refuse, leaning on his shoulder and closing her eyes.

The sea of consciousness accelerated as its owner closed his eyes, and in an instant, it was dawn and the rain had stopped.

While Ye Qingzhan yawned softly, the others stood up from under the stone statue.

"Have a peaceful night," Hu Tangqing took Li Zhixing and bowed to the two. "Thank you for your company. We'll say goodbye now. Take care."

"Ye Qingzhan," having woken up, quickly took Wen Gu's hand in return, smiling and saying, "Have a safe trip, both of you. I hope to see you again in the future."

Hu Tangqing smiled at her, warmth mixed with sadness in her eyes.

"Excuse me, young lady."

At that time, "Ye Qingzhan" didn't understand how a simple parting gift could become auspicious, and sent them off with a dazed look on her face. But Ye Qingzhan knew it now.

Hu Sanniang was afraid she wouldn't have a tomorrow.

For those with a serious illness that is difficult to cure, reunion is a luxury.

After saying goodbye, Ye Qingzhan and Wen Gu sat in the black lotus transformed by Yin Sha, following Hu Tangqing and Li Zhixing on a long journey, waving goodbye to her former self and Wen Gu.

She remembered that this was her first encounter with the exiled immortal and Sanniang.

After meeting, there was separation.

Not only with them, but also with the young man beside them.

Ye Qingzhan looked at Wen Gu, and the sudden tears in his eyes hurt him deeply.

His heart felt like someone had stepped on it, and Wen Gu asked in panic, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you leaving?"

A moment of calmness was replaced by a long silence.

On the way back to Liudunling, the girl stood with her back to him and no longer spoke a word to the boy standing shoulder to shoulder.

***

After returning to Liudunling, in order to give Hu Tangqing a better place to recuperate, Li Zhixing bought a yard at the foot of Bashan Mountain in Changluo. Bashan Mountain is a famous summer resort with lush trees and waterside. It is also safe from harassment by those scoundrels.

Under his careful care, Hu Tangqing's body seemed to be blessed by a miracle, and she got better day by day.

Li Zhixing was overjoyed, and the gloom on his face disappeared, and he became more handsome and bright. Lady Wang, who had returned from helping her relatives, smiled more and more.

Ye Qingzhan, who watched from the roof every day, was also happy for them sincerely.

During the days when Lady Wang was away, she had seen Hu Sanniang coughing all night, and Li Zhixing waiting by her bedside all day.

Hu Tangqing's pillow was always soaked with tears. She bit her lip and cried in the middle of the night, apologizing to Li Zhixing who took care of her over and over again; "I'm sorry, I have caused you trouble. I hate myself for being sick!"

She was the one who was sick, and she was also full of guilt.

Ye Qingzhan didn't understand why she was always apologizing when she was sick.

No one wants to be sick or trouble others.

But the helpless pain is always accompanied by thousands of tears and debts.

And what about the exiled immortal? He never complained.

He just boiled the medicine over and over again, wiped the tears from her eyes over and over again, and washed the clothes stained by the medicine over and over again... He never stopped. It seemed that if he stopped, she would leave her.

When she was sleeping peacefully, he would kneel facing the moon for a long time, tears streaming down his face.

No one knew what he was thinking.

During the days when Sanniang was bedridden, the exiled immortal only got angry once.

At that time, Hu Tangqing had a cold face and was coughing rapidly. She said, "Go away, I don't need you to care! Go away! If you can't cure me, let me--"

Before the disturbing word was uttered, a line of blood dripped onto the ground.

Li Zhixing cut his wrist, but the wound seemed to be in his eyes. He looked at her without saying a word.

After a long time, Hu Tangqing cried and said, "Madman."

From then on, she never said the same words again.

It was also from that day that her body slowly began to recover. From being bedridden to being able to write poems and enjoy the spring scenery in the courtyard, another year has passed.

Hu Tangqing walked behind the man who was making soup for her in the kitchen and hugged him quietly. Ye Qingzhan,

who was peeking on the roof, smiled at the exiled immortal who was hugged in the fragrance filling the room.

The moment her breath approached him, Li Zhixing felt his body begin to tingle. And the moment she embraced him, he felt as if he were floating in the air, his legs unable to support him, forcing him to reach out with one hand and rest on the desk.

"Brother Li, turn around,"

a voice as sweet as nectar rang from behind him, and Li Zhixing felt his body go limp, like a small animal on a leash, turning uncontrollably.

The once fierce young man, two years later, had become tall and handsome, yet just as shy as ever. The moment she called him "brother," the back of his neck began to turn red, followed by his ears, and then all the way to his handsome face.

Hu Tangqing suddenly felt the urge to continue teasing him, so she stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips.

A gentle kiss.

An indescribable softness, an indescribable touch. Li Zhixing's stiff body began to heat, as if being roasted over a fire, yet a secret, pleasurable pleasure surged within him.

At this moment, he wanted nothing more than to flee.

But before she could turn around, someone hooked her belt.

"Young Master, are you going to run away?"

A charming voice came out of Hu Tangqing's mouth, and Ye Qingzhan on the rooftop smiled like a flower.

Hu Tangqing's voice was too much like Sanniang at the gate of hell. In

Guanzhong, the exiled immortal who had served in the Three Realms for many years could not stand Sanniang's tricks, let alone Li Zhixing, who was still a young boy at this time?

Laughing, Ye Qingzhan suddenly couldn't laugh anymore, "...hiss, it hurts." Wen

Gu, who was sitting on the roof with her, suddenly leaned over and kissed her. It was more like sucking, biting and licking than a kiss.

With his lips deliberately invaded, Ye Qingzhan had no time to care about others and passively endured this angry kiss.

Wen Gu hugged the person next to him, held him on his legs and kissed him.

He knew he shouldn't do this.

But he felt uncomfortable. She only cared about others and had ignored him and didn't talk to him for several days. He warned himself that the mission should come first and he should not have other thoughts, wait, wait.

But what about her?

She looked heartless, watching the fun when she should, laughing when she should. It turned out that in the end, after the questioning that day, he was the only one who felt uncomfortable, blamed himself, and reflected in the dark.

She was staring at the intimacy of the two people.

It seemed that she had forgotten everything she had done to him.

He wanted to endure it, but he could no longer find a reason to endure it.

All the grievances, resentments, and discomfort of the past few days were given to this kiss.

Ye Qingzhan's lips hurt from the kiss, and he couldn't breathe. He pushed the person away with both hands.

"What are you doing!"

It had been some time in Hu Sanniang's sea of consciousness. Ye Qingzhan's body had almost recovered and he could form a new barrier again. Although the two were on the roof at this time, they were actually in the invisible barrier she had set up. People outside could not hear or see them. Therefore, the voice of the person spoke uncontrollably.

Perhaps frightened by her loud questioning, Ye Qingzhan looked at Wen Gu, who lowered his head and trembled slightly the moment he finished speaking.

"I'm sorry." Wen Gu pinched the corner of his clothes, "I can't control myself."

As soon as these words came out, the scenes of kissing in the black mist suddenly flooded into Ye Qingzhan's mind. She was speechless for a moment. After a moment, she asked, "Can't you control them again?" Wen Gu

, who was one step away, raised his head, his lips slightly opened, as if he wanted to say something, but his eyes passed over her.

Ye Qingzhan didn't understand and turned to look.

Dr. Fox stood in the air, his fox eyes with curved eyebrows and smiles staring motionlessly at the two people who were leaning on each other in the yard.