The flower shop run by Jiang Lan wasn’t big, nor did it have any rare items, but Yan Zi took his ti choosing.
Gu Shengyin noticed half an hour had passed, and she was getting impatient. She urged, "Take your ti, I’ll nap for a bit."
She hadn’t slept the previous night, and now the sunshine was perfect for a nap, yet here was Yan Zi disturbing her.
Yan Zi turned his head, and the sunshine stread through the glass door, illuminating Gu Shengyin’s face as she lay on the recliner.
In his mory, Jiang Lan’s complexion was always pale, but under the sunshine, she seed almost translucent.
She looked a bit weary; she really seed tired.
"I’m done," she replied.
The other person didn’t even open their eyes: "Leave the money on the counter, no delivery."
She was still the sa, no one would ever hold a place in her heart.
Yan Zi smiled bitterly to himself, took out a stack of bills, placed them on the cashier counter, and used a small paperweight to press them down.
Carrying two rather childish potted plants out the door, Yan Zi arrived in front of his car.
Several people looked at her with envy, and two well-dressed handso n even approached to chat.
Yan Zi politely declined, started her car, and drove towards her own villa.
The light ahead was red.
While waiting at the red light, Yan Zi thought about the Jiang Lan she had just seen.
Indeed, she had always been like this, whether now or... two years later.
Yes, two years later.
Yan Zi herself didn’t know why, after waking up, she had returned to several years before.
Perhaps God saw her overwhelming guilt and decided to show rcy?
No matter the reason, she was back now and had the chance to make ands.
She forever rembered that after Jiang Lan died, every night, she started dreaming:
Dreaming of Jiang Lan lying there, barely alive, and herself leaving without hesitation;
Dreaming of bloodied Jiang Lan finding her in the dead of night, questioning why she hadn’t saved her;
Dreaming of herself being torn to pieces by demons, only for Jiang Lan to leave without looking back...
Even though she later beca the most powerful Exorcist, capable of vanquishing the fiercest demons, she couldn’t eliminate the demons in her own heart.
She could never escape such nightmares.
For a long ti, Yan Zi wondered why she chose to leave at that mont.
She never considered herself a malicious person, yet she once bore the burden of a life lost.
Perhaps at that critical mont, her jealousy overpowered her sense of morality, leading her to commit the biggest mistake of her life.
The vehicle ahead started moving, snapping Yan Zi back from her reminiscences.
Yan Zi’s gaze fell on the two small potted plants beside her, and a smile appeared on her lips.
It’s okay, those events hadn’t happened yet.
She could start over with Jiang Lan.
Upon reflection, she realized she and Jiang Lan didn’t have to be adversaries; they could be partners, even friends.
Being the first friend of the always aloof First Exorcist Jiang Lan sounded rather grand, didn’t it?
Gu Shengyin didn’t know why there was such a deviation with Yan Zi; she was still chatting with the system:
"Do you think I should get a jump on things and find a chance to ss with Yan Zi first?"
System: "Host, the system cannot detect any hostility value towards the host from the target. Please reconsider."
Gu Shengyin: "..."
No hostility value?
Where exactly was this developnt going wrong?
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