Xiaocan, wait for me, I will come back

"I don't want to talk to you." Leng Can pushed the woman away with force, and she tripped and fell to the ground.

The man hurried forward to help her up, "Leng Can, how can you treat your elders like this?"

"I'll treat you the same way you treated Xiaomo." Leng Can patted the place where the woman had grabbed him in disgust, "Don't hang around in front of me, get out of here."

"Leng Can." The man grabbed his clothes and said, "We can leave, but you have to tell us whether Cong Mo did those things."

Leng Can kicked him away and turned around, his eyes reddened. "Is she your biological daughter? From childhood to adulthood, you have never treated her well, and now you still doubt her?"

"If it hadn't been done, why would there be such a notice?" The man looked at him intently. "A person's character is hard to predict. Cong Mo hasn't been with us for a long time, and she's been disobedient since she was a child. If she's grown up in a wrong way, it's not our fault. It's just her bad character."

Leng Can felt that his breathing was not smooth, and he walked forward quickly, "If she still recognizes you as her parents, then come and ask me these things."

After thinking about it, he was still not satisfied. "I won't let her recognize you as her parents, you two disgusting ghosts."

He slammed the door shut, wiped away his tears, and looked up to see his mother and father looking at him distressedly. He felt aggrieved for himself, for Wuqingshan, and for Congmo. Why weren't his parents Congmo's parents? Why did Congmo have to meet that kind of parents? Why did Congmo have to lose so much because of them? "Mom, Dad, you know this too. You believe in Xiaomo and me. We Wuqingshan would never do such a thing. Don't disbelieve me."

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Leng's mother slapped him on the shoulder. "We are your parents. If I don't trust you, who else can I trust?"

"Yeah, with your timid nature, you wouldn't do such a thing." Leng's father echoed from the side, "But we can't explain this matter. Now that our family is a landlord and has a good life in the village, people don't dare to come easily. It's okay."

The two younger brothers shouted, "That's right! We won't go to school anymore. It's full of bad people who don't believe in me."

"Stay home for the next few days." Mother Leng glared at the two children and hugged him. "I won't force you to meet any girls. After a while, the hype will die down and you'll be fine."

"It won't get better." Leng Can clenched his fists and muttered, "It still happened after all."

At night, he went into the house early. After waiting for a long time, the moon hung in the sky, surrounded by stars, and finally he saw Cong Mo's figure.

"I thought you weren't coming." Leng Can hurriedly hugged her, "Xiao Mo, I know everything."

Cong Mo paused, gently pushed him away, and gave him the things in his hand, "This is your sword. Mu Xue is in the sword. I also brought some talismans that can dispel the evil spirit."

"Why are you giving me this?" Leng Can was puzzled. "Aren't you here today to take me back to Wuqing Mountain?"

"I won't take you back." He didn't take it, so Cong Mo placed the sword and talisman on the table and pulled him to sit down. "Wuqing Mountain is not safe. Even with the protective shield, it may not be able to withstand the conflict. Here, with these, you and your family will be able to stay until everything is over."

"What about you?" Leng Can said excitedly, "What about Master and Senior Brother? What are you going to do?"

"I will protect them and won't let anything happen to them." Cong Mo said, "You won't be of any help to us if you go. It's best for you to stay here."

Leng Can grabbed her shoulders, his voice tinged with tears, "What about you? What are you going to do? Why don't you answer me!"

"I..." Cong Mo turned his head away, not daring to look him in the eye, "...I'll be fine."

"I don't believe you." Big tears rolled down his face, Leng Can's eyes were red and his face was pale. "Xiao Mo, why can't you put yourself first? Obviously... you are also important."

Cong Mo's pupils suddenly constricted, and his shoulders trembled slightly, "This matter...needs to be concluded by me."

"Why does it have to be you?"

"Because the one who wants to destroy this world..." Cong Mo clasped his hand, held it in his palm, and gently stroked it, "...it's also me."

Leng Can was no fool, and he quickly understood what she meant. However, his sadness was too much for him to calm down. His arms dropped, and his body went limp, leaving him with no strength. Cong Mo quickly put his arm around his shoulders, hugged him tightly, and soothed him softly, "Xiao Can, don't cry."

"Don't cry." After a long time, Leng Can's mood eased. He nestled in her arms, wiping his tears, and asked in a muffled voice, "What happened since you left last night?"

"A lot of things happened today. We still have one night left, and I'll tell you everything." Cong Mo gently stroked his cheek. "The Demon Realm sent someone to tell you that the Immortal Mountain framed Wuqing Mountain. You should know these things. Today, Master came back from the main Immortal Mountain with a bad face. When I asked him..."

After returning from the Immortal Mountain, the old man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He sat down and drank several glasses of water to suppress the anger. "I'm so angry."

"What exactly happened?" Cong Mo and He asked.

"If you knew this would happen today, you shouldn't have been so kind and gave them your bodies." The old man said angrily, "The two children suddenly disappeared, and the Demon Lord said that we were the only ones who had contact with them, and it must be us who did it. He also threatened to execute us to make a public demonstration to reassure the people, otherwise they would attack tomorrow."

"Are they crazy?" he complained. "It's obvious they want us dead."

"And the Sect Master has already issued a public notice to the human world. We don't even have anywhere to escape."

His eyes widened. "What should we do then? There's nowhere to hide. Will we die?"

Cong Mo lowered his head and remained silent as he poured tea for the two of them.

"What are you going to do?" Leng Can raised his body slightly and looked at her.

"The method is very simple." Cong Mo stroked down the hair on his head, "I drugged him."

"Master is so smart, didn't he notice it?"

Cong Mo shook his head. "He won't find out, because I put drugs in every dish. It's enough to make them sleep for two days and two nights."

She drank the antidote in advance and watched the two people faint after eating. Then she carried the two people to the stone cave between the waterfalls in the back mountain and locked them in. The cave was difficult to open from the outside after being closed, so she added another layer of protection. They woke up after she had dealt with everything.

"It's going to be okay. Everything's going to be fine."

Leng Can held her hand tightly and nodded slowly. All he could do now was to believe Cong Mo. He could do nothing else. Forcing himself to stay strong, he told Cong Mo what happened today. "I went to a place today, not far from the village. There are so many beautiful and fragrant flowers there. When everything is over, we can go and see them together when we have time. We can pick flowers and make flower cakes with them. They will definitely be delicious. You will like them. And, I met your parents today. I hate them so much. You should stay away from them in the future and pretend not to know them. You can't call them parents anymore. I don't like it. Today, the aunts..."

While he was talking, Cong Mo listened quietly, occasionally saying a few words to show that he was listening when he needed a response.

"Xiao Mo, do I talk too much..." He blurted out everything without making any sense. Leng Can got up from her arms and scratched his hair shyly, "Do you think I'm annoying..."

"No." Cong Mo smoothed his sweaty hair and suddenly said, "I'm sorry."

Leng Can was a little confused, "What's the point of apologizing?"

"Because this is the only thing I can't do." Cong Mo pulled his hand to the couch, pushed him down and pressed on him, rubbed his fingers together and snapped them, and the candle in the room went out in an instant. The surroundings were silent and plunged into darkness.

Cong Mo leaned down and kissed his lips, "Xiao Can, I can't respond to your love."

She knew that Leng Can's feelings for her could be called love.

"This is what I saw in a storybook. Xiaocan never let me read this kind of storybook before, but in this storybook, I seem to vaguely understand your feelings for me, Xiaocan. I should call it 'love', right?"

"Xiaocan likes me."

She also knew that spiritual practice is not just spiritual practice.

Leng Can's head was like a ball of paste. He raised his hand and clasped Cong Mo's waist. "You have been like this since you were a child. I am satisfied with you now."

Cong Mo thought of the love, hate, anger and infatuation in the storybooks, "Is this... enough?"

"Yes." Leng Can was happy. "You are alive, I am alive, you are by my side, I am by your side, that's all good."

Cong Mo was silent for a moment, then whispered, "What if we separate..."

"Then I'll wait for you to come back. I'm just a puppet, so I can wait as long as I want." Leng Can laughed, "Xiao Mo, you won't bear to leave me alone, will you? You will definitely come back to find me, and we won't be separated, right?"

Cong Mo didn't answer. He pulled down the bed curtains to isolate himself from everything. "Xiao Can, let's do some spiritual practice. I won't fall asleep tonight. No matter how you resist, I will do it to the end."

“…No…Mmm…”

The rain was dripping, damp and lingering. Cong Mo touched the cold bracelet on Leng Can's wrist and pulled it off.

"Why did you suddenly take off my...bracelet..." Leng Can's eyes were blurred and he spoke incoherently.

"It's too cold, and a little bit uncomfortable..." Cong Mo frowned, and he looked like he had just been pulled out of the water.

Leng Can twisted her chin and bit her lips fiercely, "Then remember to give it back to me..."

The sky was turning pale, Cong Mo opened her eyes, pulled away Leng Can's hand that was across her waist, put on her clothes, opened the bed curtains, and looked back. She saw Leng Can's peaceful sleeping face. She shook her head, feeling a little helpless. She was really tired from the tossing and turning last night, and her whole body felt weak.

"You slept so late last night, but you have to get up early today. Thank you for your hard work." Putting the bracelet that she had pulled off last night back on him, Cong Mo leaned down and kissed him on the forehead.

"Xiaocan, wait for me, I will come back."