"Auntie, why aren't you drawing?" Sun Shangxiang quietly slipped behind Xia Xiang, wanting to see who she was drawing, but the drawing was blank. She thought it was her mysterious uncle.
Aren't you going to draw so-and-so?
Upon hearing Sun Shangxiang's words, Xiu also quietly leaned back to look at Xia Xiang's drawing paper.
Xia Xiang raised an eyebrow and said seriously, "But I love many people, and I can't tell who my true love is. What should I do?"
"If they all fell into the river at the same time, who would you most want to save?" Sun Shangxiang asked.
"They can all swim, but I can't?" Xia Xiang retorted.
"Whoever gets ashore first is the winner," Sun Shangxiang joked back, her tone serious.
As the two were talking, Zhang Fei squeezed in.
"Sister Ye, why didn't you draw anything either?" Zhang Fei asked.
"Huh?" Xia Xiang and Sun Shangxiang were puzzled when they turned their heads and saw Huang Zhong looking sad.
While everyone's attention was on Huang Zhong, Xia Xiang took out her painting from the bottom, carefully folded it, and put it into her bag.
Afterwards, everyone helped Huang Zhong find his mother. Xia Xiang, who had participated in the previous paintball team-building activity, also joined the search.
This led her to meet an unexpected person—
"I suddenly remembered I have something important to do, so I might have to go now," Xia Xiang said.
"Okay, if you're not back tonight, remember to give me a siman," Sun Shangxiang instructed.
"Bye-bye~" Xia Xiang said goodbye to everyone and then teleported away.
"Beibei, do you know what's wrong with your aunt?" Sun Shangxiang asked casually.
"I don't know, why are you asking me?" Xiu was a little puzzled as to why she asked this.
"You and her have a secret?" Sun Shangxiang asked tentatively.
"I...I..." Xiu hesitated. So much had happened during this time, and he hadn't asked the question he most wanted to know. He didn't know how to tell Sun Shangxiang.
"Oh, I was just asking casually, don't take it so seriously," Sun Shangxiang said with a shrug when she saw how conflicted he looked.
"If I could, I..." Xiu was interrupted by Zhang Fei before he could finish speaking.
Sun Shangxiang didn't press the matter further and pulled Xiu to catch up with the main group.
——
After Xia Xiang left, she arrived at the intersection where she had seen Sima Yi. After walking along the path for a while, she saw an ancient-style wooden building. Sima Yi was lying on a rattan chair in the courtyard, reading a book, burning incense and brewing tea, looking very relaxed.
“Logically speaking, he definitely doesn’t have that part of his memory anymore, so what I promised him shouldn’t count as a promise.” Xia Xiang rubbed her chin, looking a little annoyed. “In this world, no one but me would know.”
He turned to leave, then stopped.
"But I'll know. I didn't do it, and then I'll remember."
So Xia Xiang went back and took out her flute. "Since he wants to hear that piece of music that doesn't make any sense at all, my current skill level is just right."
—Inside the courtyard—
"Haha, this is so interesting." Sima Yi said while looking at the comic and eating dried fruit.
I got up to pour myself a cup of tea when a piercing flute melody suddenly pierced my ears, leaving my mind blank.
With a crash, the tea set was overturned, leaving a mess on the floor. Fortunately, he was agile enough not to get burned.
"Who!!!" Sima Yi was furious when he saw his tea set, which had been with him for three years, shattered into pieces!
Before he could find the person, another sharp flute melody attacked him.
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