"It's nothing. By the way, why didn't you answer your phone earlier?"
"I don't have a convenient wristband."
"Then I'll give you one!"
"Thanks."
A few days later, the bracelet that Mu Xue had given him was delivered to him. In addition to some convenient apps, the bracelet also contained Qiu Shui's phone number.
Mu Xue is such a thoughtful kid.
By the way, his name is Haitang.
With the bracelet, the straightforward man would often chat with his girlfriend on it. Since making phone calls was relatively expensive, he preferred the messaging function.
"What are you doing?"
This is a question he asks in his spare time.
"I'm fixing the machine, it's such a hassle."
Autumn Water doesn't like to complain, but she does in real life. Perhaps she has no worries in Heian-kyo.
"Where do you live? It's snowing in March!" Qiu Shui sent him a picture of snow one day.
"At home, Luo Yi."
She answered quickly.
Luo Yi?
He had heard of this place before, from the people under Fan Chen's command.
"Is that place beautiful? Are there any black witches there?" he asked.
"Beautiful, without black witches."
No black witches?
He paused for a moment.
Would mortals care about places without black magic?
The idea flashed through my mind.
...
Several months passed in the blink of an eye. On the morning of the day before Hughes's offline meet-up for Onmyoji was about to begin, Qiushui sent him a message.
"I'm ready to go."
When he saw the message in the morning, Mu Xue also sent a message right after her: "Shi Yang, wait for me."
Ah, they're coming.
Why is he so excited?
As expected, a few hours later, he met Qiu Shui and Hai Tang. They were both exhausted, having traveled a long way to get here, and their faces showed signs of fatigue.
"So this is what you look like," Qiu Shui said, looking at him in the light.
"Short hair, isn't that novel?"
“I feel like you’re not the Tianma Traveler I used to know,” Qiu Shui replied.
While the idea of someone being "killed off in the light" is impossible for them, the difference in their perception in reality is quite obvious, after all, one has long hair and the other has short hair.
Upon getting close to Qiu Shui, he also sensed the difference in himself compared to usual; indeed, reality is reality.
After a day of fun, his bulging wallet finally emptied, and that evening Qiu Shui miraculously came to his motorcycle shop, something he had never expected.
They ate and watched TV on the second floor, and their interactions were just like usual in Heian-kyo, even as familiar as a family.
In the quiet of the night, listening to the soft breathing beside him and feeling the presence of another person in the house, he tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
It feels so good to have someone by your side who needs your care and someone to have dinner with you.
My room has never been so lively. The real world is perhaps better and more real than the glamorous Heian-kyo.
That's what he thought.
During the few days Qiu Shui stayed at his house, he had this feeling every day: he wanted to stay at home a little longer.
In the cramped room, they chatted about cars and motorcycles, talking about everything under the sun, with endless topics to discuss, like tacit assistants, in a relaxed and comfortable mood.
Stepping out of their homes, they met up with Mu Xue and went shopping, sightseeing, and enjoying the beautiful scenery in various parts of Xiu Si.
These days, he has seen hope.
These days, he no longer travels alone on his motorcycle; he has two people who know him very well with him.
This feeling is unlike anything I've ever experienced before.
After the offline meet-and-greet ended, Qiu Shui and Mu Xue left, and his life returned to normal. When he saw Qiu Shui and Mu Xue off, he was actually reluctant to let them go.
Later, in the shrine, he recounted how the three of them had met in real life. The shikigami were all surprised by the outside world, asking all sorts of questions. Only the sorcerer smiled and said:
"Kid, you're in love, aren't you?"
ha?
His lips trembled slightly, unable to utter a word under the gaze of all the shikigami in the guild.
Damn old man! Why ask this question now?
"Hmm... I hope I'll never lose my best friend. As long as I have my best friend, I'll be doubly happy." At this moment, the simple-minded Da Han suddenly said this.
Fallacy!
"Father is just too lonely."
The little rabbit beside him immediately saw the answer.
"With us here, Dad won't feel lonely!"
Everyone burst into laughter.
"That's right, that's right—!"
Perhaps none of them understood why, when their father had known Lord Qiushui for much longer than Lord Muxue from the front mountain, it was he who was now the one withdrawing from their close relationship.
Before the three met in real life, they tried their best to get close to Qiushui's shikigami and did a lot for him.
When they helped the shikigami, Lady Akizumi was very happy. They had already tried their best, so why did it have no effect in the end?
He later thought about this problem and concluded that he was far less brave than his shikigami, and that he was not proactive enough.
If there had been a group of shikigami who cared about him and wholeheartedly planned his love life back then, he might not have been so cowardly as to bury everything in his heart.
Unfortunately, they are no longer here.
He died without saying what they most wanted to hear.
"I like you."
...
Not seeing them one last time was the cruelest thing he did.
After the data chaos in Heian-kyo, Shusui's shikigami died without cause. After they were taken away by NPCs, Shusui made many efforts, but in the end, nothing came of it. She was heartbroken and almost collapsed.
Every time he comforted Qiushui, the scene of the last time he saw his shikigami would flash before his eyes.
That day, when he entered Heian-kyo, the data collapse of the shikigami had already begun, and the entire Heian-kyo was in chaos.
While fleeing the pursuit of those crazed shikigami in Kyoto, he rushed back to the Onmyo-ryo with great anxiety, only to find that his shikigami no longer recognized him and had even joined forces to attack him!
This was the first time he had used Onmyoji magic on his own shikigami. Seeing them bound by golden talismans and wailing in pain, his heart ached so much he could hardly breathe.
At that moment, he secretly vowed that he would never use Yin-Yang magic again in his life!
In the guild, the few remaining shikigami who were still conscious did their best to protect him. They clashed with his former guildmates, and the brutal confrontation shocked him.
The crazed shikigami are insane and bloodthirsty, their eyes filled with a madness that seeks to destroy everything. What have they remembered?
Just a few days ago, that little mountain rabbit was sweetly calling him "Dad," but today it's acting like a mad dog struggling for its life!
Seeing that the rational shikigami was outnumbered and about to die from the critical hit, he clicked the report button.
...
He drove these shikigami with abnormal consciousness out of his house, and when the NPCs arrived, he watched helplessly as they were taken away.
Before they were taken away, they squinted at him; they hated him!
Why? !
Aren't we the best family?
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