I never expected him to use the lotus avatar created by the Taiyi Divine. He doesn't like being seen by others, so the number of times he accompanies me on the road can be counted on one hand.

A long time ago, there was once...

"What are you smiling at?" he suddenly asked.

"No, I just think... our love... is it even love? It's different from everyone else's."

He stopped, stood beside me and asked, "What's different?"

"We rarely walk together like this."

"Do you like it like this?" he asked, his brow furrowing slightly.

"Not really into it, but sometimes going together is nice."

He let out a soft chuckle and sighed: "The world is too complicated, noisy and chaotic. It's vastly different from tranquility and inaction. That's why I don't like to be prominent in the world... Fortunately, you are a quiet wife."

Am I quiet? I was just arguing with you a moment ago.

"You're surprisingly quiet compared to others," he said softly, leading me forward.

We avoided crowds and tried to walk in quieter places.

This feeling is subtle, a thin line separating the bustling street and the coldness around me.

This is the commercial cultural district. My house is on Antique Street, not far from Folk Custom Street, which is the most lively place during festivals and holidays.

Today is Qixi Festival, the streets are full of couples. We sat down at a small stall by the street corner, and I ordered a bowl of vegetarian noodles from the vendor.

The stall owner was a white-haired old man. He looked at me and said, "One bowl?"

I nodded, "Yes, one bowl. What's wrong?"

He looked at me with a strange expression, but didn't say anything.

We sat on long wooden benches, I was holding disposable chopsticks waiting to eat, the old man brought over a huge bowl of vegetarian noodles, which surprised me.

"Miss, you two share this, would you like another bowl?"

Want to share?

I looked at the old man with a puzzled expression. The old man smiled mysteriously and glanced at Jiang Qiyun beside me, saying, "You two young people, are you not allowed to be together by your families? It's Qixi Festival today, I'll treat you both to some noodles. Don't worry about money, life will get better."

What?

I was stunned for a moment. Was the old man treating us as a runaway couple?

Jiang Qiyun chuckled softly and said nothing.

Should I explain? But grandpa is so kind... Let's just let it slide.

When I was leaving, I asked the old man for his QR code and paid him double the price.

"See, life isn't so bad after all. When you meet kind people and things, your whole mood brightens!" I said with a smile.

Jiang Qiyun lowered his eyes and looked at me, saying in a low voice, "Yeah... Wherever you are, it's all good."

Fireworks began to explode in the sky, and the surroundings grew noisy and chaotic. I grabbed his arm and whispered a few words in his ear.

He smiled and said, “Well, you said so.”

I nodded.

Instead of being crowded here, why not go to our tranquil paradise, the two of us spending Qixi Festival together?

There was no one else there, the whole world was ours.

Although I jokingly complained that the small house in Sukhavati was too basic, essentially just a shell, and my room only had simple furniture, making it feel empty.

But... I never said anything about such a grand, sweeping display of passion, did I?

In the distance, there are towering black mountains. Nearby, there is a lake shimmering with waves.

A thin mist wreathed the sky, encompassing all the moonlight.

The

shady

"So soft," he chuckled, gently pinching my lower back. He reached up and plucked the flower petals from my hair.

I clung to his shoulders, my head drooping by his ear, gasping out a provocative retort: "Mmm... really hard... cold and hard, not cute at all."

He let out a low chuckle. “Is this a provocation?”

I looked up at him. This sea of crimson彼岸花 was uniquely mysterious and magnificent, drifting like a fairyland in the night and mist.

"Do even celestial gods celebrate the Qixi Festival?" I asked, leaning against his shoulder.

"...This is a legend of the mortal world. Every story of an immortal and a human is similar in many ways. Do you know why there's always an immortal who wants to be reborn as a human in the mortal world, or gets banished down to the mortal realm?"

"Why?"

He chuckled softly: “Because yin and yang are needed to give birth, aren't they? With the presence of the Godchild, those old men have no choice but to test their resolve. A simple way to appease everyone.”

“So, am I still being tested now?”

Perhaps, honing the body and testing the mind are the only two ways... So you must be resolute in your will, and don't doubt what I have said.

"Then you should also—" You should also explain appropriately to ease my concerns, right?

"Shh... Got some energy left? Then keep going." He laughed, blocking my mouth with his hand.

Okay, okay, you're a god. You have the final say.

Crazy obsession is also a way of communicating. He tells me what it means to be unquestionable.

Do not daydream, do not take his words as idle chatter…

Even resisting this consuming, bone-deep fire is forbidden.

"To never part, to walk together until the very end is also something immortals strive for. The longer one lives, the more mundane it becomes," he chuckled, rubbing my temple lightly.

This intimate gesture made my heart soften. I raised my hand to embrace his waist and mumbled, “I don’t want to be separated from you either… but it’s so difficult. Even if I strictly adhere to the rules, complete my morning and evening rituals, and recite mantras at dawn and dusk, I don't know when…”

He smirked, tapping my brow with a finger: "Since fate has brought you here, you've already pledged allegiance to the mountain gates of Qinghua Changle Realm. There will be a day when every step you take blossoms into a lotus. No need to rush."

I purse my lips: “Fate… fate…. Even that Ghost Princess said I was her fate!”

Jiang Qiyun narrowed his eyes and sneered, "Perhaps it's a chance to be born, perhaps a chance to die—"

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