"I..." He Mozhao came back to his senses from the shock and wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth, he couldn't say anything. He didn't even know how to face this affection that was hidden in his heart without his knowledge.
As if she could see He Mozhao's embarrassment, Rong Shuyan lifted the hair by her ear and said with a calm smile, "This is something you absolutely must know. However, Ah Zhao, you don't have to think too much about it. Brother Yu Mo has always known the place you have reserved in your heart for someone in the future, and Brother Yu Mo also clearly knows that it won't be him, so he has never said it out loud because he doesn't want to create a gap between us. Brother Yu Mo would rather be your silent guardian forever than let you have a moment of trouble because of his personal feelings."
Hearing this, He Mozhao was silent for a while before looking up at Rong Shuyan, "Sister Shuyan, thank you for telling me, but I believe that Brother Yu Mo regards me as a comrade who can trust his back, not...", He Mozhao looked at Baili Xiyao, "I know very well what it feels like to love someone. Eyes and actions can't deceive people."
"Neither in the past nor now, I have ever felt anything other than the friendship you mentioned from Brother Yu Mo. In my heart, Brother Yu Mo is my most trusted comrade-in-arms and best friend. I will always be grateful to him for giving me warmth after I escaped the darkest moment..."
After saying that, He Mozhao turned sideways and buried himself in Baili Xiyao's arms, hiding his face in Baili Xiyao's shoulders and neck, and stopped talking.
After hearing He Mozhao's words, Rong Shuyan wasn't surprised. With a faint smile, she looked towards the ancient banyan tree not far away. The tall tree was once covered with wooden plaques adorned with red ribbons, but the heavy snow, which had lasted for nearly a day and a night, had largely obscured the plaques and ribbons. That banyan tree was the must-see marriage tree within the scenic area. Each plaque on the tree inscribed a heartfelt sentiment or a lifelong wish left behind by someone who had visited.
But at this moment, what everyone didn't know was that behind the ancient banyan tree, a graceful young man in a long black robe with black hair tied up high was standing with his back to the banyan tree. His eyes were dim and a forced smile was on the corner of his mouth. In his hand was a wooden sign. The side with words on it was hidden in his palm, and no one knew what was written on it.
Or maybe...
There was nothing on it.
General...
Forget it, why should I add to your troubles...
The following words drifted away silently with the wind, leaving no trace, and the elegant young man also looked down at the wooden sign in his hand before disappearing without a trace.
As the man slipped away, a gust of wind arose, blowing the snow and wooden signs on the ancient banyan tree. The signs collided with each other, making a sound as if bidding farewell...
He Mozhao, who was in Baili Xiyao's arms, heard the voice, moved his head and looked up. What caught his eye was the vigorous and tall ancient banyan tree that was mostly covered with snow, and the red ribbon that almost occupied all the branches and was faintly visible in the snow, as well as the wooden sign connected to the ribbon.
"Xixi, let's go hang a sign too," He Mozhao pointed at the ancient banyan tree with one hand and gently pulled Baili Xiyao's sleeve with the other.
"good."
Baili Xiyao took He Mozhao's hand and walked towards the ancient banyan tree. Xiao Rui and others followed silently. No one mentioned the previous topic again, just to respect the love that had never been expressed and would never be responded to in person.
Under the ancient banyan tree, He Mozhao looked at the words on the wooden plaques, wondering what he should write and hang them up. Baili Xiyao went to a small pavilion not far away, donated some incense money, and then asked an old woman for two wooden plaques.
There was a long square table next to the tree, with many sets of pens and ink on the table. Baili Xiyao took a brush himself, dipped it in ink and handed it to He Mozhao before picking up another brush. When he picked up the brush, Baili Xiyao paused.
Because she felt the breath of God on that brush. Although there was not much divine breath left on the brush, she still felt it.
Moreover, there is a familiar divine aura...
Baili Xiyao raised his head and scanned the surroundings with his spiritual sense, finally stopping behind the ancient banyan tree. Baili Xiyao immediately stepped over, but only saw a pair of faint footprints on the ground behind the ancient banyan tree, as if left after standing for a long time.
"Xixi?" He Mozhao was holding the brush handed to him by Baili Xiyao and had not yet decided what to write when he saw Baili Xiyao suddenly go behind the ancient banyan tree. Confused, he followed him.
Putting his thoughts aside, Baili Xiyao smiled and shook his head, "Nothing, I just felt a familiar breath and wanted to come and see." As he spoke, Baili Xiyao raised his hand and pinched He Mozhao's soft cheek, his smile deepening, "Baby, have you thought about what to write on the wooden sign?"
"I haven't thought about it yet... I feel like there are a lot of things I want to write, but it seems like there is nothing good to write about." When it comes to what to write, He Mozhao shook his head in distress.
When I turned around to go back to the long table, another gust of wind blew past.
The wind blew, and a wooden sign was blown down, landing right on He Mozhao's palm as he stretched out his hand to hold Baili Xiyao. He Mozhao was startled by the sudden object and subconsciously wanted to throw it, but after seeing that it was a wooden sign, he resisted the urge.
Looking down, I saw a sentence written in vigorous and powerful handwriting on the wooden sign.
General, I wish you a smooth and worry-free life and all your wishes come true.
"Strange..." In this day and age, are there still people calling others "general"? Could it be that the person who wrote this wooden sign was a soldier?
"What's wrong?" Baili Xiyao saw He Mozhao staring at the wooden sign in a daze, so he leaned over and looked at the words on the wooden sign. An idea flashed through his mind so fast that Baili Xiyao couldn't catch it.
He Mozhao handed the wooden plaque to Baili Xiyao and told him his doubts, "I'm a little curious about the word 'General'. Don't most people just write their names? Could it be that 'General' is a nickname given to this 'General' by the person who wrote this wooden plaque? But that doesn't seem right. This title always makes me feel that he respects this 'General' very much."
When Baili Xiyao took the wooden plaque, he once again felt the same divine aura on the wooden plaque as on the brush. Baili Xiyao couldn't help but frown and think deeply.
After a while.
Baili Xiyao suddenly opened her eyes wide, a familiar yet unfamiliar figure flashed through her mind, and the name of an old friend emerged in her mind. Her baby's deputy general in the God Realm - Mo Yu
Mo Yu...
Mo Yu...
!!!
Si Yumo...
No wonder this divine aura felt familiar. My goodness, my love rival is right beside me! This rival, unbeknownst to me, had violated divine rules and secretly descended to earth to accompany my precious child through this ordeal!
It was him that time at the cemetery!
It’s hidden so well!
hateful!
Baili Xiyao clenched the wooden sign in his hand, as if he wanted to crush it. The sour vinegar in his heart was completely kicked over.
"?" He Mozhao looked at Baili Xiyao's expression with suspicion, which was filled with anger. He stretched out his hand and tugged at Baili Xiyao's sleeve to remind him, "Xixi, you're going to crush the wooden sign..."
Crush it! Who the hell can remain calm after seeing their rival's stuff?
Hum╭(╯^╰)╮
So angry!
Seeing that Baili Xiyao not only did not let go, but also tightened his grip, even his finger bones began to turn white, He Mozhao quickly reached out to pry Baili Xiyao's fingers apart, saying anxiously, "Xixi, let go!"
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