Hearing her number called, Hang Suisui got up to get her milk tea and returned to her chair, pondering her thoughts.

Xu Yao......

Unlike the main villain Yin Huaizhu, Huo Zhou's rival in love is a cannon fodder character; his ending is simply that of a cannon fodder.

The arrogant male supporting character who plays the same role as the villainous female supporting character Hang Suisui throughout the entire script!

The third young master of the Xu family in the capital is on par with the Hang and Huo families.

The Xu family is involved in film and television, but Xu Yao has no interest in inheriting the family business and has loved singing and composing music since childhood.

Xu Yao also has an older brother and sister. Like Hang Suisui, he was spoiled by his family from a young age, so even though he didn't want to take over the family business, Xu Yao's parents supported his choice.

With access to various resources and his own exceptional talent, Xu Yao rose to the level of a superstar in just a few years.

She has secured a place in the music scene.

This encounter with Qin Yu also led to him becoming Huo Zhou's rival.

Hang Suisui: [Isn't she just like me, contributing to the main couple's relationship? I chase after Huo Zhou, and Xu Yao chases after Qin Yu, then we have them clash, and their feelings deepen amidst jealousy.]

But now, Hang Suisui's path of chasing after Huo Zhou has obviously been cut off because of Shi Yan's incident.

Let's leave the rest of our hopes to this arrogant guy, Xu Yao.

She, the vicious sister, can step aside for now and become the great figure behind the scenes!

As Hang Suisui pondered these thoughts, she even elevated her own perspective.

Several rumbling sounds suddenly came from the horizon, and the originally clear weather instantly turned gloomy and dark.

The dark clouds quickly gathered together, forming a huge, ominous cloud that seemed to shroud the entire sky.

Hang Suisui was startled by the sudden thunder. Looking up at the sky, she realized that something was wrong!

No way?

It was sunny and clear just a moment ago, and now it's going to rain?

The heavens can change their minds faster than turning the pages of a book.

Just then, several dazzling bolts of lightning ripped across the sky, accompanied by deafening thunder.

People around heard the approaching thunder and looked up in alarm, causing a flurry of footsteps to rush through the street.

Those who wanted to outrun the rain shower started sprinting home like 100-meter dashes.

Those who felt they couldn't outrun the rain frantically searched for shelter.

Hang Suisui picked up her cloth bag, grabbed the gourd from the table, and strode forward into the coffee shop she had just been in.

The gourd was too big, and the drawstring at the top couldn't be pulled up when the cloth bag was stuffed inside, so I had no choice but to carry it the whole way.

Many people had already left the coffee shop.

The rain poured down, pounding on the ground with a crackling sound, like millions of beans falling at once.

Each raindrop is like a tiny bomb, exploding the moment it hits the ground, splashing up tiny water droplets.

Hang Suisui looked out the window and saw that the ground was quickly flooded by rainwater, forming puddles.

Raindrops pounded into puddles, creating ripples that spread outwards.

As the rain intensified, the sound of the rain grew louder and louder, like a fierce symphony.

Raindrops pounded against the window, making a pattering sound, which reminded Hang Suisui of the times she and her master worked in the rain at the Taoist temple when she was a child.

The Taoist temple was built by her master's master and her grandmaster. The old man said that their Taoist temple was a great sect that had been glorious several generations ago.

However, at some point, it changed from a large sect with many disciples to a sect with only one lineage.

Now, only Hang Suisui remains as a disciple.

The Taoist temple wasn't very big. Besides two side halls where they could rest and sleep, there were three main halls used to offer incense to the Three Pure Ones.

The world outside the window became blurry, with only the rain flowing incessantly.

The buildings and trees in the distance were shrouded in rain, becoming hazy and mysterious.

Most of the money in the Taoist temple was used to repair and maintain the three main halls and the statues of the gods. There was simply no extra money to repair the two other rooms where they lived.

So whenever it rains heavily outside, it drizzles inside.

Whenever it rains, Hang Suisui and her master are busy inside and outside the house. She takes basins and buckets inside to catch the rainwater that leaks in.

Her master was on the roof outside the house, where the roof tiles were laid.

The old man came down from the roof once the rain inside the house had subsided.

The master and apprentice worked tirelessly, but the roof would still leak next time, and the old man would keep repairing it.

At that time, she always questioned whether the old man knew how to repair the house.

Thinking of this, a smile appeared in Hang Suisui's eyes.

The Taoist temple may seem dilapidated to others, but it holds great significance in Hang Suisui's heart.

It contains all the little moments between her and her master.

There are the fruit trees they planted together, the woven bamboo chairs, and the time her masters spent watching over her practice.

In that small courtyard, as she practiced, she grew up, and the old man grew even older.

Every moment is so precious.

It made her feel warm and happy.

However, these beautiful memories have now become her only support in this strange world.

After the old man ascended to heaven, she was left all alone in the Taoist temple. She never realized that the Taoist temple she had grown up in was actually so big.

It's so empty.

During the day, Hang Sui Sui continued to do her homework diligently.

Whenever the night is quiet, she would silently take out the sketchbook left by her master, gently turn the pages, and feel her master's presence, as if he were still by her side.

These memories became a solace for her soul, offering her a glimmer of comfort in the face of loneliness and confusion.

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