I have mixed feelings about doing good deeds.

Mei Bao uses her godlike power to change the future to save people! She herself seems to have no desires at all, only hoping that the people around her can live well.

And with the third chance, it could vaguely guess where she would use it.

There's just one thing it doesn't know whether it should remind her of...

Oh well, never mind.

The sky was clear and the breeze was gentle.

The indigo clouds and mist shrouded the mountains, faintly revealing the majestic outline of distant mountains with distinct layers. Several wild cranes cried out and spread their wings, flying towards the clouds.

In the distance, the ancient and solemn sound of the bell from the Sanqing Taoist Temple can be faintly heard, echoing ethereally through the mountain stream and gently rippling the clear water. Listening to it evokes a sense of clarity that cleanses the soul and invigorates the spirit.

Zhan Xinjia didn't look up, humming an off-key tune, and continued walking earnestly.

The mountain path was narrow and steep, mostly cliffs and jagged rocks on both sides, making it difficult to walk. But her light steps never slowed down, her heart filled with joy, as if she were keeping a long-overdue appointment.

A breeze blew by, and her slightly damp skirt and hem rustled softly as they passed through the clusters of wildflowers.

Passing through the forest, you will find yourself in a wide, open valley.

It seemed as if a spring rain had just fallen last night; the lush vegetation was covered with glistening dew. The slightly swift stream gurgled down the moss-covered bluestone path, eventually flowing into the clear pool at the foot of the mountain.

At the edge of the pool, a young boy in a dark blue Taoist robe was bending down to scoop water and wash his face.

The cool, clear water droplets he held in his palm splashed out, giving his pale face a faint chill. He tilted his head back, his long eyelashes lowered, and casually brushed his wet hair back with his fingers. The water droplets then slid down his Adam's apple and into the very back of his neatly gathered collar.

Across a stream from him, Zhan Xinjia stopped in his tracks.

"Young Master Shen—!!"

The girl's clear, melodious voice echoed repeatedly through the valley, startling birds into flight and causing green leaves to fall.

The boy paused, turning around to look at the source of the voice with a puzzled expression.

It was right after the rain in April, in the bamboo grove, that a strange girl in white and green dress looked at him from afar.

A cool mountain breeze blowing through the forest stirred her loose, dark hair. She stood alone, her fair and innocent face, her clear, spring-like peach blossom eyes slightly curved, filled with a bright smile, radiating warmth.

Seeing that he was stunned, Zhan Xinjia raised his voice again.

"Little Master Shen—when are you coming home with me?!"

This is a very strange statement.

At least in the young man's mind, it shouldn't have come from the mouth of a complete stranger.

Why did she know him?

While he was still in a daze, the girl had already waded through the stream, lifting her wet skirt, and stood in front of him.

Shen Suqing had never been so close to a woman before, so he quickly took two steps back to observe proper etiquette.

He lowered his eyes, still with that handsome face, his eyebrows and eyes set against the distant green mountains in the background, exuding a sense of sacred solemnity and detachment.

"May the Heavenly Venerable grant boundless blessings."

"Oh my, Little Master Shen is so cute! How come he used to be such a serious, old-fashioned guy? Let me touch him, let me touch him~"

Previously, she was only a little below the chest of the twenty-three-year-old Master Shen, and had to strain her neck to see his face. But now, this Master Shen was almost as tall as her.

Zhan Xinjia was incredibly soft-hearted and instinctively reached out to touch him, but she forgot that at this point the two were complete strangers. The boy hesitated and dodged to the side, and she was caught off guard and missed her target. Her palm brushed against the rough bluestone next to her, leaving a faint red stain.

Before she could react, the boy panicked, quickly stepped forward, frowned, took her hand, and examined her closely.

Is something the matter?

Zhan Xinjia didn't pull her hand back; two dimples appeared on her cheeks as she smiled and gazed at him intently.

Then the boy finally realized something was wrong, and hurriedly let go of her hand, turning his face away, his pale ears turning red.

"...It was my fault, I apologize."

"That's strange. You don't even know me, so why are you so nervous?"

Zhan Xin Jia asked with amusement.

In fact, Shen Suqing didn't know why either.

Seeing the wounds on her body would cause his heart to clench and ache, making him frown and feel anxious. Fragments of memories would flash through his mind, like a conditioned reflex etched into his bones.

At that time, the two sat side by side on the rocks by the stream, enjoying the gentle breeze that swept across the valley.

Her minor injury had been wrapped in a white handkerchief. She tilted her head to look at him, while the young man sat upright with an open copy of the "Zhuangzi" on his lap, his eyes lowered as he read intently.

"Why are you ignoring me, Master Shen? I clearly have so much to say to you, but you're keeping such a long face. It makes me so sad."

The clingy girl beside him spoke softly and pitifully, her wet eyes blinking rapidly, her eyelashes fluttering like butterfly wings, making her all the more captivating.

Shen Suqing's long, slender fingers, which were turning the page, paused, and his thin lips tightened.

"This humble Taoist priest and you are complete strangers, so please don't make such a joke."

"How could we be complete strangers, Shen Ergou, Brother Ergou?"

Hearing his former name from her lips, Shen Suqing froze, feeling both embarrassed and astonished, and looked up at her in disbelief.

"How did you know!... "

She still smiled mischievously, her beautiful peach blossom eyes curving into crescents, filled with clear light.

"Hehe, Brother Er Gou, actually I was your parents' arranged marriage when you were little! You just don't remember~"

She only wanted to tell him a lie to tease him, but when the boy heard this, he froze and looked at her with a bewildered expression, shocked to the point of being speechless.

How...how could that be? He had never heard his parents say that.

Moreover, she appeared to be two years older than him, which immediately made him feel ashamed and inexplicably inferior.

"Nonsense! How can marriage be such a casual matter!"

Zhan Xinjia was about to lose her composure. How could Master Shen, who was only a teenager, speak like someone so old? She cleared her throat a few times, feigned disappointment, lowered her head, and childishly drew circles in the mud with her fingers.

"Sigh, well then. Since Master Shen is unwilling to marry me, I'll have no choice but to marry someone else..."

She remarried.

These four words sounded particularly jarring to Shen Suqing's ears, and almost instantly, a familiar bitterness and anger welled up in his chest.

He reached out and firmly grasped her hand, which was covered in wet mud. The young boy had a cold face and lowered his eyes. He patiently and carefully wiped her fingers clean one by one with the softest fabric inside the sleeve of his Taoist robe.

"...Are you an idiot? Playing in the mud is dirty."

"Well, in short, that matter is still under discussion... I will explain it to you after I descend the mountain in a few days."

"What's there to discuss? If you don't marry me, I'll just find a good family to marry into. Who's going to wait for you?"

Zhan Xinjia was in the middle of her performance when she pretended to be annoyed and pushed him away, stood up, and made a move to leave.

Shen Suqing's heart tightened, and he gripped her wrist firmly with his knuckles.

Faced with her unhappy face, he felt as if a piece of reason in his brain had been stretched into a straight line and then snapped. His breathing became rapid, and in a moment of desperation, he simply cupped her face and bit her lip.

"...Men and women should not touch each other, but you and I have already been intimate, so you cannot marry another person."

Zhan Xinjia was stunned.

So, it turns out that Er Gou Ge's habit of biting people has such a long history?

She felt a pang of sadness, and in a fit of pique, she pulled her hand away and sullenly kicked at the pebbles on the roadside.

"How can you be so easily fooled? You'd kiss anyone who says she's your fiancée and take responsibility for her?"

At this point, Zhan Xinjia suddenly got angry and turned around to glare at him.

"How can you, a Taoist priest, be so frivolous! You have no sense of caution towards outsiders at all, and you don't uphold male virtues!! I hate you!!!"

Shen Suqing: "..."

Shen Suqing: "Azhi, stop fooling around."