"So, you really are quite a flirt." Yun Qian paused, saying seriously.
"I’ll say it again, liking the sa person doesn’t count as being a flirt." Xu Chang’an shook his head. He didn’t know if the girl from the dream and the girl in reality were considered the sa person, but there was no mistake in that he only liked Yun Qian.
"Having different nas doesn’t count as being a flirt?" Yun Qian asked.
"I’ll change my na to Gu Chang’an right now." Xu Chang’an pointed at Yun Qian’s shadow, countering: "Madam Xu or Madam Gu, choose one."
"Madam Gu." Yun Qian replied without hesitation.
"So, nas are just codes." Xu Chang’an smiled: "According to your logic, then you are a flirt too, abandoning Madam Xu’s title and taking the surna Gu?"
"I see." Yun Qian nodded: "You make a good point. It seems I’m a flirt too, but I’ve known this for a long ti."
Xu Chang’an is lustful, she is.
Xu Chang’an is flirtatious, she is.
"..." Xu Chang’an looked at Yun Qian’s matter-of-course expression, his tone faltered: "Girl, you’re not playing by the rules."
"What rules?" Yun Qian looked at him.
"The way to win a young lady’s heart is the path you’ve walked." Xu Chang’an said sowhat proudly: "Qing Nuan casually captured Miss. At that ti, the pure Miss Yun probably didn’t think that I was actually a bad person who liked wealth and beauty, did she?"
"Really?" Yun Qian gently stepped back, escaping Xu Chang’an’s shadow and the torchlight’s illumination, her whole person seed to blend with the total darkness. Fortunately... fireflies in the forest wandered to one side, reflecting the young lady’s profile.
This scene was sowhat eerie, but Xu Chang’an only found the scenery beautiful. He asked: "What’s wrong? Did I say sothing wrong?"
"No."
In the darkness, Yun Qian’s lips ford an upward arc. She said seriously: "This ti, it’s you who has broken into my world."
He floated to the island’s shore, it had nothing to do with Miss Guan Yun, Miss Guan Yun originally intended to be a re spectator, occasionally sipping a cup of treasured "wine."
At this mont, the dream he entered was also offered by her first.
Whether from reality or dreams, Xu Chang’an was the latecor.
"I... broke into your world? I don’t quite understand." Xu Chang’an was puzzled, looking at the fireflies beside Yun Qian, resembling butterflies, he realized: "Still thinking about your Zhuang Zhou dreams of butterflies... Miss, I’ve made it clear, this is my dream, not yours."
He was very aware that he wasn’t conjured from the young lady’s dream; he was just himself.
"But you are my dream." Yun Qian looked at him.
Xu Chang’an found this statent sowhat familiar, laughing: "Is this a love confession?"
"Yes." Yun Qian responded without hesitation.
Then Xu Chang’an’s smile froze on his face.
Annoyed.
How could he forget, one sentence can’t tease the young lady.
"Treating dreams as confidants? I don’t need that with you, even without dreams it’s the sa." Xu Chang’an said.
"You’ve said, life is like a dream." Yun Qian said softly: "Which one is the dream now? Or... maybe both are?"
For Yun Qian, reality is like a fragile dream, with no distinction, shattered by just one thought.
"Does it matter? As long as I’m with you, reality and dreams have no difference." Xu Chang’an said, silently adding in his heart, it must be the real Yun Qian, he couldn’t spend his life with a girl born from his imagination.
"Maybe that’s true." Yun Qian lowered her eyelids, "I an to say, this ti you broke into my world, so... whatever happens, it’s not my fault."
"Then it depends on Miss’s skills." Xu Chang’an snorted: "A hot spring alone can’t capture ."
He thought Yun Qian wanted to capture him in the dream.
"Let’s go."
Yun Qian thought her husband was always a naive person.
She walked out from the darkness and actively stepped into his shadow, and this ti, her steps didn’t halt, walking up to Xu Chang’an side by side, holding onto his arm.
"Why aren’t you afraid I’ll run away? Aren’t you blocking my escape?" Xu Chang’an chuckled.
"I’m holding you..." Yun Qian tightened her grip on Xu Chang’an’s hand, her tone paused, then she calmly said: "If you truly wish to leave, I wouldn’t be able to keep you, I know that."
"Leaving you in Beisang City was a last resort, I hope Miss can forgive ." Xu Chang’an apologized.
Yun Qian nodded, recalling the scene of stepping from the darkness into Xu Chang’an’s shadow, suddenly said: "Now, I have actively walked into your world, so if anything happens, it’s my fault."
"Miss never makes mistakes." Xu Chang’an surprisingly couldn’t understand Yun Qian’s words; clearly, he understood them before, wasn’t this his dream?
Xu Chang’an didn’t know, that he was never on the sa channel as Yun Qian.
"I said, what I do has nothing to do with you." Yun Qian rembered so past, her gaze drifting.
"... I don’t understand." Xu Chang’an shook his head, but it didn’t matter anymore because they had reached their destination.
The two walked through dark ravines, on one side there was a tree hollowed out from the middle, inside were two sets of clothes neatly arranged, beside it was a stack of pure white towels, surrounded by complete screens.
This was the natural mystic passage before entering the hot spring, the area already had steam leaking out, the temperature suddenly rising, using this place as a changing room prevents getting cold.
Yun Qian stopped, having no intention of entering behind the screen to shield herself, casually swept her hair up, letting the hair tassel wrap around from her neck, stopping at her waist, then she opened her arms, saying: "Change clothes."
"Coming, coming."
Xu Chang’an walked over, expertly undoing the young lady’s sash, carefully shielding her from the cold wind, while helping her change into a towel, then smoothly tidying Yun Qian’s long hair which wasn’t pinned properly.
Having prepared everything, he then started to change his clothes behind the screen.
Yun Qian: "..."
The girl stood alone outside the screen, looking at the clothes inside the tree hole, listening to the rustling sounds by her ear, not knowing what she was thinking.
"Done." Xu Chang’an moved swiftly, after changing into the towel, he impatiently grabbed Yun Qian’s hand.
Very nostalgic.
The island’s hot spring.
It had been a long ti since he had bathed, able to reminisce once in the dream... truly lucky.
At this mont, Xu Chang’an’s mind was filled with mories of the hot spring, surprisingly not a trace of amorous intentions arose, his steps becoming more urgent.
Watching Xu Chang’an’s enthusiastic mood, Yun Qian couldn’t say what she felt, she just suddenly reached out a finger and poked Xu Chang’an’s lower back, then spread her palm and gently pat him, leaving a hand print.
"Miss?" Xu Chang’an turned around, what he saw was the usual calm young lady.
"Slow down, wait for ." Yun Qian panted slightly.
"Oh, I got a bit too excited." Xu Chang’an coughed, re-fixing the buttons on Yun Qian’s sowhat loose towel, then slowed his pace.
As they walked through the path, everything cleared before their eyes.
It was as if a room had been carved out from the rock wall, in the narrow valley, mist was scattered, before them lay a spring with a diater of about two ters.
Mist wafted.
Look at the mist by the spring, when the clouds disperse, you’ll know the light.
When the full view of the hot spring was exposed before Xu Chang’an, the happiness on his face beca more intense.
"It’s been a long ti. This faint fragrance, I really miss it, only our island had this, outside, they all slled of sulfur..." Xu Chang’an said, turned his head.
"...? "
The happiness on his face vanished completely.
"Miss, you... are not happy?" Xu Chang’an asked nervously: "You’re not feeling unwell, are you?"
"Not happy? ?" Yun Qian didn’t understand, she hadn’t noticed at all.
Obviously she also wanted to co to the hot spring with Xu Chang’an, how could she not be happy.
"Yes, you seem not to be in high spirits." Xu Chang’an confird.
Yun Qian felt Xu Chang’an’s gaze falling back on her, her heartbeat accelerated, and she also confird: "I am not unhappy."
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