After leaving Suiyi's grandfather's house, Qi Muzhi went to the company to handle some matters. After finishing his business, he went to Yazhuxuan to find Shui Qingxian.

Upon opening the door to the private room, one sees Shui Qingxian sitting alone, enjoying the beautiful scenery, sipping fine wine, and listening to music, thoroughly enjoying himself. He truly embodies the epitome of leisure and carefree ease.

"Mr. Shui really knows how to enjoy life."

Qi Muzhi closed the door and went inside, sitting down at the table. He picked up the jade cup and began pouring wine, acting as if they were old friends.

"Life is short, and after experiencing hardships, it is time to enjoy life. This place is like a paradise, with fine wine, and the melodious sounds of string and wind instruments, which calm the mind and soothe the soul. It is a wonderful place on earth, and I am very fortunate to have encountered it."

Shui Qingxian's words are full of praise for Yazhuxuan. The longer you stay here, the more admiration you will have for the owner of Yazhuxuan.

"He truly is a man who enjoys life. I admire Mr. Shui's noble character, his refined and elegant demeanor, and his carefree and unrestrained spirit."

Qi Muzhi truly admired this extremely Buddhist-like person.

"Bodhi has no tree, the bright mirror is not a stand; originally there is nothing, so where can dust alight?" Mr. Qi is disturbed by worldly affairs, so naturally he cannot feel the mystery of life.

After drinking a glass of wine, Shui Qingxian felt slightly tipsy and looked at all things in the world with a smile, struggling in the mortal world, troubled by all kinds of worries, unable to escape or leave.

"Living in the mortal world, how can one remain detached from its affairs and live a life within it? Perhaps the allure of the mortal world is too captivating, disturbing the mind and making it difficult to transcend."

"Yes, life is full of trials and tribulations; how can one be so carefree and detached from worldly affairs? How many people who claim to be detached from worldly affairs are not scarred and wounded..."

Discussing this topic, Shui Qingxian reflected on her life. In the grand scheme of things, she was only in the prime of her youth, yet now her heart was as cold as ice, and she could no longer muster any interest in worldly affairs. With a dead heart, naturally there are no desires or wants.

Looking back, how can one not feel a pang of sadness? If Xuanxuan were still here, what would my life be like? Would I be like most people, deeply in love with my partner, living a blissful life?

All love and affection are fleeting. Impermanence makes life difficult to endure. Life is full of fears, as fragile as morning dew. From love arises sorrow, from love arises fear; if one is free from love, there is neither sorrow nor fear.

With a dead heart and extinguished emotions, one lives like a walking corpse, studying Buddhism only to lessen the pain of the scars on one's heart.

Alone and carefree, with no worries, I live a carefree and unrestrained life.

"Everyone says that the mortal world is laughable and that infatuation is pointless, but how many people can truly transcend it? Instead of relentlessly pursuing love? At least, I am deeply entrenched in the mortal world and stubbornly clinging to it."

"Hehe! Mr. Qi and Ms. Yang are both people with great wisdom and good fortune, but if you two really want to be together, you still have a lot of time to work things out."

"No matter how much suffering there is, what does suffering matter if I can be with the one I love? No matter how many reincarnations I go through, I will find her, stay with her until death do us part, and my soul will never perish."

Qi Muzhi never thought of separating from her; once he made up his mind, it was for life.

“Regardless of reincarnation, only for love…” Shui Qingxian murmured to himself, as if Qi Muzhi’s words had touched a nerve, and he suddenly froze.

“Mr. Qi, I understand now. I know what my goal is. It turns out that what I called seeing through things wasn't really seeing through them; I just kept it buried in my heart, unwilling to mention it. Now, I understand what I truly want. Mr. Qi, thank you. This glass is for you.”

Shui Qingxian suddenly became excited, which made his otherworldly demeanor and aloof temperament suddenly become tainted with the atmosphere of the mortal world, making him very down-to-earth.

"It's my honor to be able to help Mr. Shui," Qi Muzhi said modestly. In fact, he had no idea what he had suggested to Shui Qingxian. So he pretended to be serious and drank the wine in his glass in one gulp.

"Hehe! Mr. Qi, would you be willing to listen to my story?"

"Extremely happy to."

"When I was a child, I was a beggar, wandering the streets every day, begging for a living. During that time, I met a girl. She was from a wealthy family, but she didn't have the arrogance often associated with rich girls. Instead, she was gentle, kind, and graceful. After we met, she begged her parents to take me home, giving me a home. She was so beautiful and virtuous. She warmed my cold heart. Every day, seeing her carefree smile, her whole being was as warm as a spring breeze, and I fell in love with her. I kept this feeling deeply hidden in my heart. Because of my inferiority complex, I dared not show any weakness. I never knew where I stood in her heart. It wasn't until we grew up, when she was twenty-two, that her parents arranged a marriage for her, a highly sought-after match between social classes. I was torn between pain and blessing her, because I didn't have the ability to give her the life she wanted, and I saw her heartbroken every day."

Countless times I watched her and her fiancé happily together, going on dates, and I silently wished her well. I thought she would continue to be quietly happy like this, but I never expected that the man didn't love her at all; he approached the girl for revenge.

She succeeded; the girl's family company went bankrupt, and he abandoned her at their engagement party to marry another woman.

The girl was devastated at the time. Her parents, unable to bear the cold words and gossip of the world, committed suicide, leaving her alone, lonely, and helpless.

I watched her grow thinner and thinner each day, thinking it was because of the accident that she had given up on life. I was so stupid; I didn't realize that the person she loved was me, and I hurt her heart time and time again.

She confessed her feelings to me many times, but I rejected her every time because I felt I wasn't good enough for her purity and innocence. I despised myself in my heart and refused to even entertain those thoughts.

Later, after she passed away, while sorting through her belongings, I found the suppressed affection I felt for her in her diary. I was filled with remorse and at one point considered leaving this world with her; my grief was greater than my heartbreak. But then, a strange thing happened: I couldn't die. I tried many ways to die, but they only caused me some suffering without mortal danger. I hated myself for being unable to die even when I wanted to.

Later, I studied all the strange and supernatural things in the world, trying to find the reason. I was utterly disappointed with this world and wanted to escape as soon as possible. All methods were in vain. By chance, I rescued a very powerful master, and then traveled with him across the four continents. Gradually, as my experience grew, I felt my heart calm down. I lost interest in external things and earnestly tried to learn skills, but I was very confused, not knowing the purpose of everything I did. Today, hearing your words is better than reading ten years of books. I understand my pursuit.