“It’s alright, it’s alright, I don’t have anything else to do. This cemetery is our village’s ancestral graveyard, not as luxurious as those in the city, but everyone is buried together. Every month, one family takes turns coming to sweep the grounds and weed. The environment here is quite nice, but not many people come, and the path is hard to find. So I’ll lead you up here, remember the way, and come down by yourselves later,” the young man said honestly.
“Okay.” Luan Yennan and Zuo Baixuan nodded.
Along the way, the young man led the way and told many interesting stories about the village.
Zuo Baixuan watched absentmindedly as the dandelion seeds drifted in the mountains, their thoughts as unpredictable as her own.
Luan Yenan patiently observed Zuo Baixuan's condition while agreeing to Xiao Ge's words one by one.
Arrived at the cemetery.
Just as the young man said, it wasn't luxurious at all, especially since it hadn't been tended to for a month, and a lot of weeds had grown in the ground, obscuring some of the tombstones.
For example, there is a small stone tablet in the middle that is quite old.
The outermost ring is slightly better, with some modern techniques used; it's made of cement and stone tablets.
Wealthy families in the village would even cover the joints between the stone tablets and cement of their relatives with glass to keep them clean.
"Your relatives should be in that direction. I'll start weeding now. Do as you please," the deliveryman said before walking away.
Luan Yenan held the wildflowers he had picked along the way in his hands. He pulled Zuo Baixuan along to go find them.
Zuo Baixuan's hands were cold, and she pursed her lips without saying a word.
But seeing the tombstones of my maternal grandparents and my mother side by side in front of me, tears quickly welled up in my eyes.
Luan Yenan put his arm around Zuo Baixuan's shoulder to comfort her, and only let go when her breathing calmed down. He then placed the flowers in his hand evenly in front of the graves of the three elders.
"Mom, Grandpa and Grandma, hello. This is the first time we've met. I'm Luan Yenan, Xuanxuan's wife. I came in a bit of a rush this time, and I'm not familiar with the area, so I wasn't well prepared. The gifts I brought are a bit meager, I'm sorry." Luan Yenan specially wore pants today for easier movement. She knelt on one knee in front of the graves and wiped the two graves with a wet wipe.
Zuo Baixuan was surprised that Luan Yenan had thought of everything so meticulously. On the contrary, she was completely bewildered and hadn't thought of anything. She quickly tucked her skirt under her legs and squatted down as well.
She took the wet wipes from Luan Yenan's hand and carefully wiped the dust off her mother's tombstone.
"Mom." Just from calling out softly, Zuo Baixuan's voice became nasal, and she couldn't continue speaking, all turning into silence.
Luan Yenan didn't speak either. She knew that Zuo Baixuan must have a lot to say to her mother.
She looked at the tombstones of her three elders and silently expressed her feelings in her heart.
“I don’t belong to this world, and I may even have disrupted Xuanxuan’s life. But I’m lucky, I love her, and she loves me. So from now on, Xuanxuan and I will become one, and I will be good to her for the rest of my life. You can keep an eye on me, and if I fail to do so, you can strike me with lightning.”
Luan Yenan made a childish yet sincere promise in his heart and raised his head.
Today's clear blue sky is probably the best blessing these three people could give them.
Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan pulled out the weeds around the tombstone and mourned for a while longer.
By the time I came to my senses, the guy who had led the way was already gone.
Zuo Baixuan grasped Luan Yenan's hand: "Anan, let's go back too, otherwise we'll miss the celebration banquet tonight."
Luan Yenan gently stroked Zuo Baixuan's cheek with his fingers, wiping away her tears: "It's okay if you don't participate. If you want to stay here... for a few more days, that's fine too."
The final "or so" still carried a hint of reluctance.
Zuo Baixuan sensed the underlying tension in his words and burst into laughter through her tears: "Really? If the bed can't handle it, you'll have to sleep holding me. Can you bear that?"
“What are you saying in front of Mom and Grandpa and Grandma? I’m happy to hold you while you sleep,” Luan Yennan hugged Zuo Baixuan and added in a low voice, “Besides, it doesn’t necessarily have to be in bed.”
Zuo Baixuan slapped Luan Yenan away in embarrassment and annoyance: "What are you saying in front of Mom and Grandpa and Grandma? Let's go, let's go! We'll come back to see them next time."
Luan Yenan smiled as Zuo Baixuan pulled him out of the cemetery.
Guided by memory, I followed the shade of the trees back to the car.
Despite all the preparations, the temperature inside the car is still a bit high.
Luan Yenan didn't rush to remove the sun visor. Instead, he turned on the air conditioning and sat quietly in the driver's and passenger's seats with Zuo Baixuan.
Zuo Baixuan, sitting in the passenger seat, sniffed lightly, slowly calming herself down, and turned her head to say earnestly, "Anan, thank you."
Seeing how solemn she was being treated, Luan Yenan couldn't help but affectionately pat her head and ask, "Why are you thanking me?"
"Thank you for always indulging me. For helping me both openly and secretly. For not leaving me because of some of my actions." Zuo Baixuan turned to the side, her eyes filled with deep affection and tears as she looked at Luan Yenan.
Love and a smile also appeared in Luan Yenan's narrow eyes.
If that's the case, she also wants to thank Zuo Baixuan.
To make her fall in love with this world after she transmigrates here. And to teach her how to love.
Ultimately, their relationship was never a one-way redemption.
But she didn't want to express these words, so she just smiled and said, "Instead of saying thank you, say you love me."
Zuo Baixuan's eyes flickered, and she suddenly rolled over forcefully.
To Luan Yennan's astonishment, he stepped from the passenger seat to the driver's seat.
Luan Yenan looked up at Zuo Baixuan, who was looking down at her.
Zuo Baixuan's eyes, still wet with tears, were already tinged with a captivating allure. Her fingertips traced across Luan Yenan's face, gently tucking all her hair behind her ears.
Zuo Baixuan leaned down and whispered in Luan Yenan's ear, "You know what? Even without a waterbed... the car... will still shake."
Luan Yenan's breathing became rapid.
She almost forgot.
Little White Flower is also quite crazy at heart!
Luan Yenan really couldn't handle such stimulation.
He tilted his head back and kissed Zuo Baixuan's neck, while simultaneously moving the driver's seat back and folding it down.
Zuo Baixuan hugged Luan Yenan's head, reached under his collar, and removed his clothes. Her fingers, just like Luan Yenan usually did, wandered over his sculpted features, letting his skin rub against the leather car seat.
But she had only enjoyed Luan Yenan's patient expression for a short while when, with a burst of energy, she was stripped of her initiative.
Luan Yenan embraced Zuo Baixuan, and with a flip, made her become a flower that had been nourished once again.
Luan Yenan knows how to grow flowers.
She needs air and water.
Zuo Baixuan kissed Luan Yenan deeply, breathing in the vodka-scented air she loved, releasing all the fragrance from her body.
Outside the car, the white fluff of dandelions danced gently in the wind, eventually landing on the car window, swaying gently with the car body, before drifting away again in a short while.
It fell into a patch of mud in front of the car, and next year it will grow into a new sea of dandelions.
...
It was already evening when Luan Yenan drove Zuo Baixuan back to the city.
They changed their clothes at the dress shop.
Zuo Baixuan changed back into a more conservative dress that covered her skin. This time it wasn't because she felt insecure, but because she had too many hickeys on her body.
But since Luan Yenan wasn't much better off, she didn't feel it was unfair.
Zuo Baixuan was somewhat surprised when she came out after changing into her dress.
This time, Luan Yenan didn't even choose a long dress, but instead opted for a women's suit dress, the kind that's more convenient for movement.
"Did I hurt you in the car this morning?" Zuo Baixuan pulled Luan Yenan and looked him over.
Luan Yenan just smiled, took her hand, and fumbled with the gold ring on her finger.
It was the second day after she transmigrated. She bought it casually at a jewelry store to deal with her two mothers and other gossip. Before she knew it, she had been wearing it for more than half a year.
"Can't I pull off a different style sometimes?" Luan Yenan asked, putting his arm around Zuo Baixuan as they looked in the mirror.
Of course I managed to control it.
She has a tall, slender, and shapely figure.
Even a simple white shirt and black suit can exude charm.
She was back to her suave, depraved self, and even Zuo Baixuan wanted to tear off her mask.
Zuo Baixuan even took advantage of the fact that the staff were not in the room to poke the gap in the shirt with her fingertips and laughed, "I should have worn this one too, it covers me up pretty well."
Luan Yenan grabbed Zuo Baixuan's fingers, put his arm around her waist, and looked at her tempting appearance. He used the tip of his tongue to brush her long hair aside and took a deep breath on the back of her neck.
Seeing the deep, surging possessiveness in Luan Yenan's eyes reflected in the mirror, Zuo Baixuan quickly jumped away, saying, "Let's go, or we'll miss the celebration banquet."
Luan Yenan smiled and held Zuo Baixuan's hand as they walked out of the store together.
The car then carried Luan Yenan and Zuo Baixuan toward their destination.
The destination was arranged by Si Ruxin; it was the same place as last time.
At this time, even the square outside the hotel was bustling with a large crowd.
Vehicles are stuck in the lane and cannot move.
"Shall we get out of the car and walk a bit?" Luan Yenan suggested.
Zuo Baixuan glanced at the not-so-bright square outside. Although their elaborate attire might seem a bit out of place, it was only a few steps away and shouldn't attract too much attention: "Okay."
The car stopped by the roadside, and Luan Yenan helped Zuo Baixuan out of the car. After she stood up, he didn't forget to tidy up the stray hairs on her forehead.
Zuo Baixuan didn't notice anything unusual; she just looked at Luan Yenan with a smile.
Luan Yenan smiled at her, and then they walked towards the square hand in hand.
People stood in twos and threes in various places in the dimly lit square.
Zuo Baixuan squinted, thinking she was hallucinating in the darkness.
Why do the people in the square also seem to be wearing formal attire?
Buzzing—
A strange sound of air friction came from the air.
Zuo Baixuan raised her head.
Luan Yenan looked at Zuo Baixuan with a smile, trying to capture every expression on her face.
A light appeared in Zuo Baixuan's eyes.
It was light emitted from the buzzing sound in the air.
One lamp, two lamps, three lamps... In the end, they formed a square array of more than ten rows and more than ten columns.