"Sister Qiuying, finally someone is on my side." Yang Yanzhou threw out a sentence and strode forward to catch up with Lu Yunshen, afraid of being kicked.

Lu Qiuying pouted, put her arm around Lin Ziyan's arm, and didn't argue with him.

"Ayan, what do you see in my brother? He's so cold and aloof. If I hug him to sleep in the winter, I'll probably catch a cold," Lu Qiuying whispered.

Lin Ziyan's eyes deepened, and she said casually, "If the feeling is right, it's not something I can control."

Aren't you the same?

"Sister Qiuying, age is not a problem. Some people are missed forever."

She had long noticed the difference between Xiao Jin and Lu Qiuying.

However, they were constrained by their age; relationships between older women and younger men were not popular at that time.

“I…” Lu Qiuying sighed.

It's not just her age; sometimes she can't understand why her personality is completely boyish. Most of the time, she likes to wear suit pants and shirts and doesn't have any femininity.

She sometimes dresses up in a fashionable way, but she actually resists it and always feels uncomfortable.

"Look at me, where is my femininity?" Lu Qiuying said self-deprecatingly.

She looked at Lin Ziyan with envy at times.

Wearing a pink knitted vest with a white shirt, she looked perfectly at ease, like a female college student.

Of course, if she hadn't graduated early, she would indeed be a college student.

"Femininity?"

"Everyone has a different definition of this word. Some people's femininity can move most people, while some people's femininity is only for a specific type of person."

"Sister Qiuying, don't underestimate yourself. The first time I saw you, I thought you were the type of beauty from Hong Kong, with a cold and aloof personality."

"She has a special kind of charm when she wears trousers and a shirt," Lin Ziyan said with a playful smile.

She breathed a sigh of relief, walked uphill for a while, and felt much better despite the fine sweat on her forehead.

Lu Qiuying was shocked by her words; she had never imagined that such an understanding could exist.

"Sister, hurry up..."

Jiaojiao perched on Lu Yunshen's shoulder and waved to them.

Yang Yanzhou looked at them and said with a faint smile, "You two look like father and daughter."

He picked up the camera hanging around his neck. "Jiaojiao, look over here, let's take a picture."

Jiaojiao cooperated exceptionally well, showing her little teeth and smiling so hard that the corners of her eyes turned into crescent shapes.

Lu Yun Shen looked down at her, the corners of his lips unconsciously turning up.

"Ayan, hurry up and stand over there," Lu Qiuying urged.

Lin Ziyan smiled helplessly, took a few steps forward, and stood next to Lu Yunshen.

Click!

Yang Yanzhou took the photo directly, freezing the moment in time.

"I'm taking these rolls of film to Beijing to be developed; only there can they be developed in color," he said with a smile after taking the photos.

Lu Qiuying pulled Lin Ziyan to take a group photo.

They then sped up and climbed to the top of the mountain.

The boundless sea merges with the deep blue sky, and the distant mountains rise and fall, with sunlight climbing up to the mountainside, where everything is lush and green.

The sea breeze rustled, blowing the red rope and the longevity lock tied to the railing.

The wind chimes rang out with a clear and melodious sound, playing along with the wind.

"Sister, come over here quickly." Jiaojiao broke free from Lu Yunshen's shoulder and ran to the door.

She often went to the temple with her grandmother and knew that one should not speak loudly in a temple, but rather in a very low voice.

Lin Ziyan followed them to the entrance and saw a large Buddha statue, pausing for a few seconds.

She felt the Buddhist prayer beads on her wrist were slightly hot, the heat seeping into her skin.

"Let's go in!" Lu Yunshen took her hand and walked through the gate.

There weren't many people coming to pay their respects today, but the air was filled with the strong scent of candles.

Lu Qiuying watched the three of them walk inside at the same time, her eyes flickering slightly, they really looked like a family of three.

She suddenly felt a little hopeful that she would have a niece as sweet and gentle as Jiaojiao someday.

Inside the temple, there is a row of ancient bronze bells in the corridors on both sides, and the red walls and glazed tiles exude a simple and solemn atmosphere.

The red paint on the wooden railings in the corridor has peeled off, but it doesn't affect their beauty at all; it's as if that's how they were meant to be.

Lin Ziyan knelt on the prayer mat, took off her Buddhist prayer beads, and clasped her hands together in her palms.

She closed her eyes and silently recited the mantra.

A voice seemed to reach my ears.

"Yan'er, may you be healthy and happy."

That was my grandmother's voice.

Lin Ziyan closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes trembling slightly, revealing her excitement.

She vaguely knew why her grandmother had sent her here.

Ah Tai should be able to tell that this string of Buddhist prayer beads doesn't belong here.

After Lin Ziyan finished worshipping the Buddha, she walked to the divination box next to her and shook her divination sticks.

A bamboo stick fell to the ground. She picked it up and placed it on the table next to the old monk who was interpreting fortune sticks.

"Accept your fate and be content with whatever comes your way." After saying this, the old monk put the divination stick back into the container.

Lin Ziyan nodded to him, took the contents of the bag out, and handed it to him.

After looking at the items, the old monk continued, "Thinking about the past is pointless; everything will be arranged."

Lin Ziyan looked up at him and saw that his eyes were clear and his expression was indifferent.

She walked out of the temple, leaned against the railing, and looked out at the sea.

Lu Yunshen led Jiaojiao out by the hand and stood beside her.

"Have you figured it out?" he asked casually.

Lin Ziyan looked at him and nodded.

It's pointless for her to overthink it; she's already lucky to be able to dream of her past life, and she can't ask for too much.

At least, her grandmother gave her Buddhist prayer beads.

"Ayan, did you draw a fortune stick just now?" Lu Qiuying asked as she walked out of the temple, her expression somewhat subtle.

“It’s been shaken.” A smile welled up in Lin Ziyan’s eyes.

"Is the visa here valid?" Lu Qiuying asked cautiously.

Jiaojiao said, "Grandma's prediction is very accurate."

Lu Yun Shen touched her hair, a faint light gathering in his eyes.

Just now, when he was drawing lots, Jiaojiao whispered this sentence in his ear.

He only shook out two words: "Good match".

Before Lu Qiuying could say anything, Yang Yanzhou spoke first.

"It's definitely not accurate. The fortune I drew said I'd get married next year."

"I don't even have a boyfriend right now."

Lu Qiuying rolled her eyes. "Hard to say. Didn't you have a crush on someone when you were in college? You even dated him for a while."

Yang Yanzhou stared at her, speechless.

She was not only his ideal woman, but also his first woman.

He added in his mind.

"Sister Qiuying, aren't you pursuing a career?" Lin Ziyan asked meaningfully.

Lu Qiuying coughed lightly twice, "Uh, I also asked for other things."

The group laughed and joked around, stayed in the pavilion on the mountain for a while, took many photos, and then headed down the mountain.

As they descended the mountain, Lu Yunshen carried Jiaojiao the entire time, preventing her from walking.

Lin Ziyan and Lu Qiuying followed behind him.

At this moment,

A crowd gathered at the seafood market.

During a surprise inspection, Ministry of Health officials discovered a batch of frozen seafood at a seafood stall. Tests revealed that the seafood had excessive bacteria levels and had expired.

The stall continued to sell, and was caught red-handed by staff from the Ministry of Health.

"The seafood market will be closed for three days tomorrow for rectification. We'll confiscate its business license first," the team leader said sternly.

Subsequently, the entrance to the seafood market was closed.

The other seafood stall owners were bewildered, but with the market gates closed, they could only watch helplessly.

The food street has a separate entrance and can operate normally.