Nangong Yu stood up from his seat, carrying his things and preparing to leave. He glanced down at the road and felt his hands go empty. When he looked up again, the food he was about to give to Linghu Zhou had fallen into Fu Ziyi's hands. The man pretended to take a bite, his face showing a look of disgust.
Nangong Yu laughed, looked at Fu Ziyi, and said sarcastically, "Junior Brother, what are you up to today? Why are you even trying to steal food?"
Fu Ziyi remained expressionless, as if he hadn't been the one who had just done something he felt guilty about. He said with an innocent look on his face, "Didn't you say it was for me? What's wrong with me eating it?"
"Didn't you say you didn't want any? You're so strange." Nangong Yu complained, then sat back down and continued grilling skewers.
Fu Ziyi, for some unknown reason, threw the plate in front of Nangong Yu and angrily strode away without looking back, as if some ferocious beast was chasing him.
Nangong Yu looked at the plate in front of her, and the food that Fu Ziyi had taken a bite out of, and yelled at his departing back in annoyance: "You don't conserve food at all! This is immoral! I worked so hard to cook this food for so long, and you just threw it away like that? Don't you have any conscience?"
Nangong Yu received no response to his words. Fu Ziyi didn't even pause for him. Nangong Yu sat down angrily, looking at the ruined food. He put aside what Fu Ziyi had eaten and ate the remaining skewers, which didn't look very appealing or have a good story behind them, one bite at a time.
Nangong Yu felt that the food in his mouth didn't taste so delicious anymore, even though he had just thought it was the most delicious thing in the world.
"What's wrong with him today? It feels like he's targeting me." Nangong Yu had a question, and he bravely asked Shi Mu, who had watched the whole thing.
Looking at Fu Ziyi's expression, Shi Mu began to review the incident in his mind. Finally, with hesitation and uncertainty, yet with the only answer in his heart, he said, "I think, maybe he doesn't like Senior Brother Xuanchi? Uh, of course, you can take it as me talking nonsense."
Shi Mu tilted his head and thought about it carefully. Although he felt that what he said made sense, he couldn't find a reason why Fu Ziyi disliked Xuan Chi.
Even Nangong Yu, who had been loudly criticizing Fu Ziyi's disgusting behavior, quieted down. He looked at Shi Mu with a hint of suspicion in his eyes, slowed down his eating, and then, as if deep in thought, hissed and turned to him, saying, "I think your guess makes a lot of sense!"
Baili Xiuwen, who arrived late, saw their confusion and, thinking that he was obliged to help them solve their problem, decided to do so. He didn't expect that he could actually help with what they were thinking about, nor did he expect that Fu Ziyi would behave so childishly in public. He smiled wryly and said, "You guessed half right. He doesn't say he hates him, but he just doesn't like him very much. But you two mustn't tell them about this, or you'll both explode."
Nangong Yu and Shi Mu were quite satisfied with the fresh melon they had just eaten when suddenly a firework streaked across the sky, exploding into a dazzling flower.
The three people behind the deck were drawn to the spot. Shi Mu pointed excitedly and exclaimed, "What holiday is it today?! It's fireworks!"
This was the first time Shi Mu had ever seen something like this. He had never had the chance to come into contact with it before. The place where he lived meant he never saw the sun. Sunlight, which was readily available to others, was a luxury for him. It is said that children from poor families are more likely to learn to cook, but there are also people like Shi Mu who, although they have a talent for cooking, have never had the opportunity to come into contact with such good ingredients before. All they can make are scraps and things that Nangong Yu and the others would not even consider to be ingredients.
If it weren't for Qi Guze's deliberate act that time, he would probably still be living a life of hunger and cold, still thinking about how to make money and spirit stones so that he could live a better life. Everyone's efforts follow certain patterns. At least Shi Mu felt that he had gotten to where he was today by taking steady steps one after another.
Seeing this, Nangong Yu calmly said, "Oh, I don't know, but every year at this time, Cangwu City sets off fireworks, saying it's to get rid of the old and welcome the new."
"Isn't the New Year supposed to be about getting rid of the old and welcoming the new? But it's not even the New Year yet, why are they setting off fireworks?" Shi Mu didn't know much about this kind of thing and wanted to know some of the details, as if that would bring them closer and make them more intimate.
Fortunately, Nangong Yu was not one to look down on people. After he asked the question, he kindly answered, "The customs of Cangwu City are different. Their New Year is at this time, two months earlier than ours. According to the older generation, it seems to be something passed down from their ancient ancestors."
"Since we've already seen it, why don't we call the sect leader and senior sister out to see it? It's quite lucky to witness such a scene." Shi Mu grinned, his face beaming with joy.
Shi Mu turned and ran into the inner cabin, calling everyone else out. Even Linghu Zhou came out to join the fun, and the seven of them stood on the deck, making quite a scene. Xu Yuehuai noticed that Fu Ziyi wasn't there. After looking around and not finding him, she asked strangely, "Where did Fu Ziyi go?"
When Fu Ziyi is troubled, he prefers to be alone because his words are often sarcastic and hurtful when he's with others. However, he has no choice; he has exceptional talent for cultivation since childhood, but his inner volatile nature sometimes erupts uncontrollably, like a predator stalking its prey. Only fighting can alleviate his inner turmoil.
This also means that when he gets angry, he becomes more emotional than others.
He knew his own personality, so he tried to avoid people and rarely made friends. After all, anyone who could become his friend despite his empty words was no ordinary person.
Seeing that everyone else was paying attention to Fu Ziyi, Baili Xiuwen asked him if he was talking. "He's probably at the bow of the ship. He likes quiet, so it's good to leave him alone."
Xu Yuehuai pursed her lips and nodded, continuing to enjoy the romantic and noisy fireworks. The fireworks lasted for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn before stopping, making it a very enjoyable experience to watch.
Nangong Yu lay on the edge, her eyes crinkling with laughter, and shouted loudly outside, "We'll always be together!"
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