Qin Luo smiled and asked, "What's your name, young lady?"

Meng Rujun quickly replied, "My daughter has not yet been formally named. I wonder if it would be convenient for the Immortal Master to bestow a name upon her?"

Qin Luo smiled and said, "Naming should be done by the elders. I can give her a nickname, Yuanyuan, which means reunion. What do you think?"

"Round and round is good, round and round is good."

Meng Rujun was so happy she couldn't stop smiling.

Qin Luo smiled and said, "When Yuanyuan grows up, if you are willing, you can send her to Jinghu Academy. Jinghu Academy is located in the Ziyun Mountains. I founded it. If you want to send Yuanyuan to study there, just mention my name."

"Thank you, Immortal Master."

Meng Rujun kept it firmly in mind; he knew that Jinghu Academy was definitely not an ordinary place.

Qin Luo turned and left. As he walked away, Yuan Yuan continued to cry. Meng Rujun placed the peach charm in her arms, and Yuan Yuan grabbed the charm and stopped crying instantly.

"Blessed by the immortal master, my Yuanyuan is truly blessed." Meng Rujun couldn't stop smiling.

...

Huaxi Village.

A light breeze and drizzle.

Qin Luo strolled in the rain. He approached a farmhouse courtyard, which was surrounded by wisteria blossoms, creating a unique charm.

"People who like to get caught in the rain are all sick."

Can you cure it?

"It's hopeless."

Zhu Xian appeared, holding an oil-paper umbrella. She looked at Qin Luo, her eyes narrowed as she smiled, "Are you thinking about her?"

"The wisteria flowers are beautiful, aren't they?"

"You don't even dare to answer this?"

What are you doing here?

"Please, this is my and Azi's home. Why are you here?"

"I just happened to be passing by and stopped by."

Zhu Xian pushed open the courtyard gate and said crisply, "Brother Gou, would you like to come in and sit for a while?"

Qin Luo walked into the farmhouse courtyard, the layout of which was exactly the same as before. Zhu Xian poured him a bowl of cold tea. "Brother Gou, when do you think A Zi will be back?"

"I have no idea."

Qin Luo shook his head while holding the tea.

Zhu Xian suddenly punched Qin Luo hard in the shoulder, "This punch is for A Zi."

Qin Luo remained silent. He looked at the wisteria flowers in the courtyard. Sometime during the day, the rain had stopped and the sun was shining brightly. A gentle breeze was blowing, and petals were constantly falling.

Flowers are similar, shadows overlap, hearts are alike.