Lu Huan actually had many questions in his heart, such as — — Why did she come to my side?

Why was she so nice to me?

Why was she accompanying me?

Why did it happen to be me?

Did she want to get something from me, or did she want me to get involved in the power struggle in the capital so that I could help her accomplish something?

However, at this very moment, he felt that person by his side, the gentle wind surrounding him … … These questions became less important.

He was more concerned about — —

Could she stay by his side for a long time?

Would she leave one day in the future?

Had she ever been so nice to others … … And in the future, could she not want anyone else, not want anyone else, and only look at him?

Countless subtle emotions rolled up in his heart — hope, joy, uneasiness. Layer by layer, they were like tiny waves beating against the shore … … And with the beating of his heart, these noisy voices in his heart gradually faded away, leaving only the most important, most certain thought — —

The ghost that appeared by his side, coming to his side, was the best thing that had happened to him in his life.

He wasn't afraid of anything else, he was only afraid of the other party's sudden disappearance.

Thinking of this, Lu Huan remembered that there had been no news from the other party for the past eight days.

It was as if the connection had suddenly been cut off. He didn't know what had happened and had been waiting in the courtyard, but after watching the sunrise and sunset for eight days, he didn't see anything.

… … If she appeared again in the future, he was afraid that he still wouldn't know where to find her.

Although Lu Huan didn't want to show that he had been eagerly waiting for the other party to come these past eight days, he really wanted to know, so he held it in. In the end, he couldn't help but blurt out, "Did something happen during the eight days you disappeared?"

In Su Xi's eyes, the Zaizai on the screen was like a child who had been left in kindergarten for eight days and hadn't been picked up. His face was full of bitterness and bitterness. When she finally came, he quickly held her hand and looked up at her, eager to ask where she had gone and why she hadn't come to pick him up.

It was fine if he kept asking, but he had to pretend that he didn't care and just asked casually … …

Su Xi fell to the ground after being shot by an arrow. He was simply about to melt.

She felt that she might have been poisoned by the game. Oh, why did she feel that Zaizai was cute no matter what he did?!

But how was she going to explain that she had gone for the exam?!

The exam lasted for two and a half days, and even his phone was confiscated?!

Su Xi scratched his head and pondered for a while. Then, he flipped open the book in front of Zaizai's desk through the screen. He picked up a brush and drew a picture of writing on the table. Finally, he threw the brush away and rolled up the book.

He opened the window and used the wind to roll up the book, making it look like he had finally slipped out.

She tried to tell him that she also had to attend the Imperial College. She also had to take the exams. Moreover, even though she was in the top three of her class, she still couldn't enter the capital to become the top scorer. She still had to continue to study for a master's degree. In short, it was very difficult.

However, such a long string of explanations was obviously not enough.

Zaizai stared at the messy pages of the book in front of him as the wind blew the windows open and closed them. He didn't seem to mind at all. Instead, his eyes lit up as he guessed, "Do you mean to say that your soul has been detained in the underworld for the past few days? You'll have to undergo an examination in the underworld, and you'll only be able to come out after you pass the examination?"

Write on the desk — Check.

Open the window and let the wind out — Escape.

When Su Xi heard Zaizai's words, he almost got down from the bed. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. What ghost? What underworld?!

Did Zaizai think she was some kind of female ghost?!

However, putting aside her identity as a ghost, the rest of the guesses were pretty close.

Wasn't the school no different from the underworld?

School could only be dismissed after the examination.

Anyway, it didn't make sense to explain it, so she just let him take it that way.

Su Xi's lips curled into a mischievous smile. She tugged at Zaizai's left hand — Yes.

Lu Huan had never believed in supernatural forces and gods before, but today, he had no choice but to believe.

What's more, ghosts and gods probably also had their own laws. Although they had power that surpassed mortals, they also had rules that they had to abide by, just like them in the human world …

An image of the underworld gradually formed in his mind. Demons and monsters, grotesque and variegated. He began to speculate. Then, was this ghost god by his side because the underworld had given it some kind of mission that it had no choice but to complete?

After all, this ghost that accompanied him, in addition to being gentle to him, did many things with a purpose.

Perhaps there was some reward and punishment mechanism.

… It had no choice but to complete some things through him, or rather, with his help.

If that was the case, many things could be explained …

Even if he guessed this, Lu Huan's mood didn't fluctuate much. The corners of his eyes and the tips of his eyebrows were still bright.

No matter what its purpose was, at least, Lu Huan had already confirmed one thing. It was completely harmless to him and had always been gentle to him.

It was his first and only friend … and also the ray of light that he wanted to come into contact with the most.

"I see," Lu Huan said softly.

He looked at the notes that were all burned by him under the candlelight, leaving only ashes. He said self-deprecatingly, "These days, I thought … you would never come again."

Su Xi looked at Zaizai from outside the screen. Zaizai lowered his eyes slightly. His bun-like face was very calm, but Su Xi's old mother's heart suddenly felt very guilty.

'I didn't want to leave you alone in kindergarten …'

She looked at Zaizai and couldn't help but do something that she had always wanted to do. She stretched out two fingers, pinched Zaizai's bun face, and gently pinched it.

Although she couldn't feel what her fingertips felt, looking at Zaizai's bun face being gently pinched, Su Xi was almost intoxicated by the soft and bouncy feeling.

Ah, ah, ah, she pinched Zaizai's face!

Let her die!

Ah Wei is dead!

On the screen, Zaizai was very shocked. It was as if he was struck by lightning and couldn't move!

He watched helplessly as the gentle wind fell on his cheek. Before his ears slowly turned red, the wind pinched his face —

That person touched his face?!

Lu Huan's whole body stiffened like a stone slab. He had never seen such a frivolous thing!

He subconsciously wanted to push away the person's hand that fell on his face, but he couldn't figure out where that person was and was afraid of hurting that person.

So he could only stand there, his eyes full of astonishment, and let his right cheek be pulled and bounced back.

Lu Huan: "…"

Although he had known that ghost for a long time, this was too, too frivolous — but that ghost's personality was quick to jump around, so maybe it didn't think it was a big deal.

It had given him so many things, treated him so well, and was his only friend … If it wanted to be frivolous, then, then let it be.

After the wind pinched his face, it didn't seem to leave, and it even touched it for a while.

Lu Huan's ears instantly turned red and dyed his neck red.

Even when Su Xi withdrew his hand, his neck was still red.

"… Nonsense." He held it in for a long time and squeezed out two words.

Although he said that, the candlelight shone on the young man's face, illuminating his handsome face that was as red as the clouds in the sky. His eyes clearly didn't show any displeasure, but were full of subtle smiles and light. His face, which had always been as cold as white jade, was too red, adding a bit of color to it.

But in this way, Lu Huan's gloomy mood was completely swept away.

He looked to his side and tried to push his luck a little, saying to his ghost, "Since you took advantage of me, you have to promise me one thing."

Su Xi retracted his hand in satisfaction and patted the table, meaning: What is it?

Lu Huan pursed his lips, trying to pretend that he just mentioned it casually, and said, "In the future, don't suddenly disappear again."

After he made the request, his whole body tensed up.

But that person quickly agreed and tugged at his left hand, implying, "Okay."

Lu Huan's heart suddenly rose with ecstasy, but he tried to suppress it and promised again, "In the future, when you come —"

His gaze fell on the pear flower seeds on the table, and he thought of an idea. He quickly said, "In the future, when you come, put a pear flower petal in my palm, and when you leave, take the petal from my hand, okay?"

Su Xi looked at Zaizai's request from outside the screen. Although he wanted to sigh at his cleverness, wait, how did she suddenly develop a relationship with Zaizai that they had to greet each other when they went online?

Wasn't she playing a game?!

Su Xi was a little confused.

But he still pulled Zaizai's left hand, meaning: Okay.

This was also good. In the future, if he told Zaizai when he went online, he wouldn't have to wait.

After agreeing on this, Lu Huan's expression became obviously brighter. He hurriedly asked a lot of things, asking where Su Xi's home was before he became a ghost. Su Xi couldn't answer, and could only say that it was a place very far away.

Zaizai also asked a lot of other things. Although Su Xi couldn't give any specific answers, he chatted with him intermittently.

Zaizai didn't seem to mind how much information he got. Instead, he was trying hard to construct her voice, appearance, and figure in his mind.

Before this, Lu Huan never thought that he could get so much information. But now, although he couldn't touch the other party, it was much better than when he could only communicate one-sidedly with a note.

Lu Huan stood in front of the window and looked at the pitch-black night sky. For the first time in his life, his eyes were as bright as stars. He was like a person who was extremely thirsty after a long journey and had finally found a clear spring. His heart felt warm.

However, Lu Huan suddenly thought of a problem.

He hesitated and said, "When did you come today? I was sitting at the door in the evening … Did you see me?"

His left hand was pinched.

Lu Huan: "…"

His blood rushed to his head and his face turned red!

So, when he sat at the door in a daze, thinking that the other party would never come again, everything was seen?

He had even written a note just now, saying that he was not in a hurry these few days and that he did not care. Yet, all of it had been seen by the other party —?!

Also, "Those wooden carvings —"

Lu Huan didn't say it out loud, but it wasn't hard to guess. He carved those little things every day and gave them to the other party, but said on the note that he picked them up on the street. The other party must have known all of this!

The redness on Lu Huan's face suddenly spread, and even his neck was dyed red.

Outside the screen, Su Xi looked at Zaizai's lowered eyelashes helplessly. His heartbeat quickened, and he looked as if he wanted to find a hole to crawl into. He was almost overjoyed.

He had to pay for what he did. Who told Zaizai to say one thing and mean another!

Lu Huan thought that at this moment, his face was red, and that the other party could also see it. He suddenly became more anxious and hurriedly walked a few steps to the side. He rubbed his face hard and said, "Turn your head first."

Su Xi laughed and hooked his finger, indicating that he had turned his head. However, outside the screen, he was still staring at Zaizai with a smile.

The little ball of milk was so mischievous that he had nowhere to run. He stood in the corner and rubbed his face hard, trying to calm himself down. Wuwuwu, he was so cute!

After a long while, Lu Huan finally calmed down a little. He tried his best to forget what had just happened. He tried his best to remain calm and pretend that nothing had happened.

He turned around and walked to the table. He picked up the pear blossom tree seed from the first box and said, "Since you gave me these pear blossom tree seeds, I'll plant some here and at the farm. Will you go out and plant them with me?"

There was some anticipation in his eyes. After all, he had never done anything with that person before.

Su Xi pulled Zaizai's little left hand, indicating that he agreed.

Lu Huan pushed open the door and deliberately waited for a while, as if he was waiting for a ghost to follow him out. Only then did he close the wooden door.

He walked to the small piece of land that he had dug up earlier to wait for spring to come and make into a fish pond. He picked up the shovel and squatted down, beginning to bury the pear blossom tree seeds.

Su Xi watched the little guy plant the trees there.

However, it was different now. Although he had watched Zaizai work before, he couldn't communicate with him. He was afraid that something would suddenly fly up and scare him.

But now, Su Xi also picked up the bucket in the corner. The bucket flew into the air and poured some into the place where Zaizai had planted the seeds.

In this way, Su Xi's sense of participation was even stronger.

Lu Huan pursed his lips. His eyes were sparkling, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.

He always ate and slept alone, carried water and chopped firewood alone, and did everything alone. He had never thought that one day, there would be another person by his side to accompany him.

Although this person was a ghost and couldn't be seen or touched, it was enough for him to know that this person was there.

After planting the trees, there was still the final process of burying them. Suddenly, there was fine snow in the sky and on the ground.

The snow grew heavier and heavier, slowly turning into a heavy snowfall.

Lu Huan explained to his side, "This should be the last snow of the Yan Dynasty. It's a pity that it snows in the capital, but the Northern Lands are dry."

The snow grew heavier. He couldn't help but look to his side. He stood up and ran back into the house to take out an oil-paper umbrella.

He opened the oil-paper umbrella and stood on the ground. He said to the wind beside him, "Come in and squat here."

The heavy snowfall fell on the oil-paper umbrella. Soon, a layer of snow silently accumulated on the surface of the umbrella, like a thick layer of pure white frost.

Su Xi changed his style and went under the umbrella, pretending that he had gone in. But she felt a little strange. Previously, it had been snowing in the capital, but she had never seen Zaizai use an umbrella. This oil-paper umbrella was placed behind the wooden door, but she had never seen Zaizai use it.

Moreover, she was a ghost. Why would she need an umbrella?

Su Xi wanted to laugh, but then he saw Zaizai's words pop up on the screen. Zaizai squatted by the side and explained while burying the soil, "Although you can't tell me where you live, where you are from, what your surname is, and what you look like, you have a pure and innocent heart.

You must have had a happy and warm environment when you were alive. You must have a family that doted on you. If it were them, they wouldn't have let you get sick in the snow. "

After a pause, he looked up at the umbrella beside him, as if he was looking at the girl under the umbrella. He said softly, "Now that you are by my side, it's my turn to do this."

"I don't want to wrong you."

The heavy snow fluttered in the air. The young man's expression was calm, but his expression was unusually serious.

There was no moonlight. Only the candlelight under the eaves in the distance faintly illuminated his face. His snow-white face was covered with a layer of light.

"…" For some reason, Su Xi's heart was suddenly knocked lightly.

In the snow, Zaizai squatted in a small ball. The umbrella was placed beside him, and he didn't care about himself.

He was born in a difficult environment. It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that it was a difficult and nasty swamp. But he, he said such words to himself.