As time went by, the sound of the wind gradually subsided. Su Yujiao peeked out and saw that the snow had stopped; they had reached the summit of the snow-capped mountain.
The stars twinkled, and the snow-capped mountains, shrouded in night, seemed to be sprinkled with tiny diamonds, sparkling brilliantly.
The moonlight poured down, draping the tranquil snow-capped mountains in a silver veil, making them appear even more sacred and pristine.
In the distance, one can faintly hear the sound of glacial meltwater flowing, making one feel as if they are in a dream world.
Su Yujiao was somewhat mesmerized by what she saw; this was an unpolluted world, a gift from nature.
Seeing the joy and excitement in her eyes, Lu Ziqian knew he had come to the right place.
He took the quilt off her, hugged her from behind, and then draped the quilt over both of them.
As if seeking warmth from each other, their bodies pressed close together, one arm around her slender waist and the other clutching the blanket.
Su Yujiao felt a warm sensation in her abdomen, as if a continuous stream of heat was flowing into her. She didn't feel cold at all, and her whole body felt warm.
The man gave her a light peck on the ear, his voice sweet and pleasant: "Do you like it here?"
Su Yujiao turned her face away, trying to distance herself from him, knowing that their relationship shouldn't be so intimate.
"Don't move, it's cold outside."
"Then why did you bring me here?"
The man couldn't help but kiss her ear again: "If I didn't bring you, what were I supposed to bring, Mo Shu?"
Su Yujiao imagined him holding Mo Shu, wrapped in a quilt, whispering sweet nothings in her ear, and she couldn't help but burst out laughing.
How did you know there would be an aurora borealis tonight?
"I heard it from the locals!"
"The aurora appears on the snow every year at this time of year, but whether you can see it depends on luck."
"Locals say that the aurora is a gift from the gods to mortals, and those who see it will have good luck and a bountiful harvest in the coming year."
"Therefore, the aurora is regarded as an auspicious sign by the locals."
Su Yujiao rolled her eyes speechlessly as she listened to his words of coaxing a child: "Do you believe in gods in heaven?"
"I believe it, and I've seen it!" His tone wasn't joking, and his serious gaze made it clear that he really had seen it.
Su Yujiao turned around and looked at him in surprise, seemingly quite taken aback.
How could someone like him believe in gods and immortals?
Was he trying to make her happy?
"Then tell me, what do gods look like?"
Lu Ziqian was silent for a while, then shook his head: "I can't remember. I only remember that she was a fairy, as beautiful as you, the most beautiful woman I have ever seen."
Su Yujiao burst out laughing. Where did he learn such cheesy pickup lines?
You don't believe me?
Do you think I should believe it?
Looking at the infatuation and longing in the man's eyes, Su Yujiao asked curiously, "You didn't actually see him, did you?"
He really doesn't seem to be joking!
"I had a very miserable life before I was eight years old. If it weren't for the fairy sister helping me, I wouldn't be alive today."
“Every time she came, she would bring me lots of delicious food. She taught me to write, told me stories, helped me escape from being chased, and sent me back to my parents.”
He had never said these words to anyone, not even his parents.
Su Yujiao stared at him and suddenly felt that the things he was talking about were things she had experienced herself, and they were so familiar to her.
Seeing her reach out to touch her forehead, Lu Ziqian asked worriedly, "What's wrong? Are you feeling unwell?"
Su Yujiao shook her head, feeling dizzy, and said she was fine.
What did you experience as a child?
"You come from a distinguished family, how come you're living such a miserable life?"
"How do you know that the woman who helped you is a fairy?"
Lu Ziqian deliberately avoided talking about his painful past experiences and only talked about the fairy.
"No matter when or where I am, she can appear out of thin air next to me, and she can also disappear out of thin air."
"The things she brought me, whether food or clothing, were all of high quality."
Su Yujiao asked curiously, "How is it extraordinary?"
His childhood memories were becoming increasingly hazy, and Lu Ziqian tried hard to recall them.
What impressed him most was that the fairy sister had a black box that could create paintings instantly and transmit sound over long distances, which was incredibly magical.
Su Yujiao was shocked. A painting could be created in a second and a voice could be transmitted over a thousand miles. Wasn't this just like a mobile phone?
Could it be that eight-year-old Lu Ziqian has already met time travelers?
Su Yujiao was a little stunned. Why did she feel so familiar with what he was saying?
How old is that fairy sister?
Lu Ziqian thought for a moment, then looked Su Yujiao up and down again: "She should be about the same age as you now."
Eighteen or nineteen years old, twenty years old?
More than ten years have passed. That fairy must be thirty years old this year, right?
No, no, no, a year on earth is a day in heaven, so perhaps that fairy is still the same as before!
That's definitely not a fairy; it must be a time traveler.
Just like her, the age of time travelers increases, and that woman should indeed be around thirty years old this year.
Su Yujiao shook her groggy head. Whatever, it's none of my business. I won't think about those messy things.
"Wait a minute, didn't you say Chen Yunniang was your savior? How come she's become a fairy now?"
"Is Chen Yunniang a fairy?"
"The ages don't match up either. When you were eight, she should have been seven, right?"
"Don't say that fairies don't age; I grew up with Chen Yunniang."
When Lu Ziqian heard her mention Chen Yunniang, he wanted to skip the topic. He didn't want to bring up unrelated people at such a romantic time.
Su Yujiao suddenly patted his arm and exclaimed in surprise, "Look, the aurora borealis!"
She pointed to the sky, her face beaming with excitement!
In the vast night sky, the dazzling lights, like ever-changing ribbons in the heavens, sometimes appear as dark green, sometimes as bright purple, sometimes as azure, and sometimes as crimson, gently brushing across the silent starry sky, making the originally dark night sky shine like a dream.
Su Yujiao looked up at the sky, gazing at the magnificent night sky, as if she were in a fairy tale world.
Lu Ziqian stared blankly at her serene and beautiful face.
A few minutes later, the aurora disappeared, and the night sky returned to its original tranquility.
Su Yujiao was still somewhat unsatisfied; the aurora was truly beautiful.
Suddenly, a dark shadow darted past her feet, startling her so much that she screamed, "Ah, a rat!"
Out of instinct and vigilance against danger, Lu Ziqian casually threw a hidden weapon, and the big rat suddenly rolled to the side, falling to the ground and struggling in panic.
Lu Ziqian took out a dagger and walked over. Only then did Su Yujiao realize that the little thing was not a big rat but a chubby little cat. It looked fierce, assumed an attacking posture, and kept hissing at Lu Ziqian.
"Is that a cat?"
Lu Ziqian shielded her behind him: "This isn't a cat, it's a lynx. It looks like a cat, but it's much more ferocious."
"Don't come any closer!"
Lynx?
It's not a cat, yet it looks like one, and it's quite fierce. Could it be a Pallas's cat?
The little guy is round and chubby, about the size of a palm, and should be just over a month old.
Its grayish-brown fur is fluffy and thick, presumably for warmth.
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