Ruan Qiuping looked down at his watch and realized that he had been unconscious for a whole day. This meant that the soup would lose its effect in just one day.
Ruan Qiuping quickly found a cup, filled it with the Love Soup, and prepared to go find Yu Huan.
But when he ran to the cave in the back mountain and knocked on the door of Yu's house, he did not see Yu Huan.
People from the Yu family said that Yu Huan had disappeared for several days.
Ruan Qiuping didn't know where else to go to find Yu Huan, so he finally sat down next to the apple tree on the back hill with the bowl of love soup.
Looking at the apple tree, Ruan Qiuping suddenly thought of the day when Yu Huan built a barrier beside the apple tree to protect it.
Now the barrier has disappeared.
Ruan Qiuping looked up at the sky and found that the rain had stopped.
He thought about it carefully and remembered that the rain seemed to have stopped before he woke up in the clinic.
The source of the heavy rain was originally the blizzard in the Mangyi Snow Mountain. Now that the rain has stopped, it means the blizzard has also stopped.
Ruan Qiuping let out a long sigh.
He was indeed the God of Unlucky. He had just braved the snowstorm to pick the Thousand Lotuses, but who knew that the snow would stop as soon as he brought the Thousand Lotuses back.
Ruan Qiuping was so tired that he sat on the ground and felt as if all the bones in his body were breaking and gluing together inch by inch.
As the sky gradually darkened, Ruan Qiuping fell into a deep sleep while holding the cup of love soup.
In a daze, he seemed to dream of Yu Huan again.
In the dream, it seemed that he forgot to bring his ring when he came down to earth one day.
Yu Huan was a little angry, so he comforted Yu Huan and said, "You will wear this ring every day from now on, for the rest of your life!"
Yu Huan suddenly said, "Ruan Ruan is lying."
"I'm not lying to you!"
"… Ruan Ruan's life is so long, but your life is so short. After you die, Ruan Ruan still has a very long way to go. How can she wear her ring forever?"
In the dream, Ruan Qiuping made a bold decision. He leaned close to Yu Huan's ear and said to him, "I'll tell you a secret."
"What secret?"
"After you die, I will come to find you."
A trace of astonishment flashed across Yu Huan's eyes, and he slowly said, "You've turned into a ghost... Ruan Ruan, do you want to find me too?"
"Why do you want to become a ghost? After you die, you will become a god. Then I will come to find you and we can see each other every day."
Yu Huan hugged him tightly: "No matter whether what Ruan Ruan said is true or false, I am very considerate."
"It's true." Ruan Qiuping emphasized.
The warm environment suddenly changed, and Ruan Qiuping in the dream appeared on the stage.
Siming looked at him coldly, Qi Yue was also standing aside, and there were even a bunch of high-ranking leaders standing beside him whom Ruan Qiuping had never seen before.
Qi Yue said to him coldly: "Ruan Qiuping, you ignored the rules of heaven, wantonly disclosed the secrets of the immortals' tribulations, and hindered the immortals' tribulations. I punish you by never allowing you to enter the world of vanity again for the rest of your life, and punish Yu Huan, the mortal who experienced the tribulations, to have his tribulations cancelled and to be reborn in the human world on a certain day!"
Ruan Qiuping opened his eyes suddenly, and broke out in a cold sweat.
… Fortunately it was a dream.
But before he could wipe the sweat from his forehead, he suddenly found someone standing in front of him.
Ruan Qiuping looked up blankly and found that it was the auspicious god Yu Huan.
It was Ruan Qiuping who had just come down from the Mangyi Snow Mountain, but Yu Huan's body was covered with thick snow. The hem of his clothes could pick off thumb-thick snow blocks with a light touch.
Not only that, his hair was also covered with a lot of snow, and his jet-black hair was covered with a whole layer of white.
He was cold all over, his skin was pale, and he was shivering all over.
—It was as if the whole person had just been dug out of the snow.
Ruan Qiuping hurriedly put down the water cup in his hand, stood up and held Yu Huan's hand - his hands were cold and red, and the moment he shook hands, it was like he was holding ice.
"…Where are you going? Why are you in such a mess?"
But this is the God of Fortune. How can the God of Fortune look so miserable
"Your friend Chen Hai came to me and told me that you went to Mangyi Snow Mountain alone and might be in danger, so I went to look for you."
Ruan Qiuping: "That shouldn't be such a big deal, right? Where's your magic power?"
Yu Huan lowered his head and coughed softly. His hair, which was covered with snow, hung on his face, making his face look even paler and more frightening. “I was afraid that you would get into an accident on the snowy mountain during the rainstorm, so I used magic to stop the snowstorm on Mangyi Snow Mountain. You are just a little weak now, so it won’t be a problem.”
Using magic to stop the blizzard in Mangyi Snow Mountain? !
How much spiritual energy will be consumed!
Ruan Qiuping wanted to cast a spell to warm Yu Huan up, but his spiritual power was weak now. He tried a mere warming spell five times but failed.
In a panic, he had no choice but to hold Yu Huan's hand and put his cheek against it.
Yu Huan curved his eyes and smiled: "Ruan Ruan is so warm."
"You are too cold." Ruan Qiuping said.
Ruan Qiuping had stayed in the Mangyi Snow Mountain for such a long time, and although he had recovered a little now, his own body was actually much colder than that of ordinary people.
It started to drizzle again.
Yu Huan looked up at the sky, smiled, and said, "The spell must have failed."
Ruan Qiuping put the cup of Memory Soup back into his bag, then took out an umbrella.
Ruan Qiuping turned to look at Yu Huan and asked, "Do you have an umbrella?"
Yu Huan blinked, then shook his head: "No."
So Ruan Qiuping raised the umbrella in his hand above the people's heads and went to the cave with Yu Huan to take shelter from the rain.
Walking into the cave, Ruan Qiuping suddenly found a nearly one-meter-long yellow cloth on the table, with five familiar big red characters "Invincible Good Luck Charm" written on the cloth.
Ruan Qiuping was stunned for a moment: "... Really?"
"That's the infinite good luck charm." Yu Huan smiled, "The size is too small, some words can't be written on it, and the luck it can bring is also small, so I use a large-sized talisman cloth to write the talisman, and then use magic to shrink it to a normal size."
But... the words on the surface were all written in Yu Huan's blood.
He originally thought that such a small talisman could be completed with only a few drops of Yu Huan's blood.
But I didn't expect the talisman to be so big.
So how much blood and spiritual power are needed to draw a talisman that is more than one meter long
Ruan Qiuping's heart almost choked.
He looked at Ruan Qiuping and said, "... I'm sorry, I didn't know how much trouble it would take to write this talisman. If I had known earlier, I wouldn't have asked you to write it for me."
"I wrote it for Ruan Ruan voluntarily." Yu Huan smiled.
Ruan Qiuping opened his mouth but couldn't say anything, so he turned around and said, "... Go lie down on the bed and rest first, I'll make you a pot of hot tea."
… Having just spent a large amount of blood and spiritual energy to write that incredible good luck charm, he changed the weather of the entire heaven in an incredible way.
He is the God of Fortune, not the God of Thunder and Rain. He didn't know how much spiritual energy he had consumed when he crossed the boundaries to cast a spell. No wonder he was so weak that his whole body was cold.
Ruan Qiuping thought that Yu Huan was probably the most embarrassed god in the entire heaven after the Conferred God Ceremony. Wasn't he a lucky god? Ruan Qiuping couldn't see where his luck was at all.
…Yes.
Ruan Qiuping recalled that Yu Huan had sealed off all the good fortune around him.
"Ruan Ruan." Yu Huan, who was lying on the bed, suddenly asked, "I heard from Chen Hai that you went to Mangyi Snow Mountain to pick thousand-flower lotus. Do you pick thousand-flower lotus for fun?"
Ruan Qiuping paused for a moment, then said, "... Make Lian Sheng Dan for you to improve your cultivation."
Lian Sheng Dan is a kind of elixir with Qian Lian as the main ingredient, which can enhance the strength of martial arts.
"Then why are you in such a hurry? Why do you have to go on a rainy, snowy, stormy day?"
Ruan Qiuping was silent for a while, and made up a good excuse: "… My mother's birthday is tomorrow. She was originally a water lotus illusion. The Lotus Birth Pill is quite useful to her, so I want to use the Lotus Birth Pill as a gift for her."
"Did you find Qianlilian?"
"No."
The corners of Yu Huan's lips suddenly curved up, and he took out a thousand-leaf lotus from his arms: "Fortunately, I found it. Ruan Ruan, take it."
Ruan Qiuping stared at the flower in a daze, then glanced at Yu Huan, but did not reach out his hand.
"I found it by accident when I was looking for you. It's useless to you. Just take it, Ruan Ruan. Don't feel burdened."
Ruan Qiuping lowered his head, took the thousand-leaf lotus, and said, "... Thank you."
Water is flowing.
Ruan Qiuping walked over and made tea for Yu Huan.
It was indeed my mother’s birthday the day before, but my mother didn’t like taking Lian Sheng Dan. She always felt that eating those things was like eating her own kind.
Ruan Qiuping didn't want to continue lying, so he quietly took out another bowl of Memory Soup from his Qiankun bag and poured it into the pot to heat it up.
"Is Ruan Ruan cooking?"
It would take a while for the soup to heat up, so Ruan Qiuping walked up to Yu Huan with the brewed tea and lied, "… It's a cold-dispelling medicinal soup, prepared by the Medical Immortal, but you don't need it right now."
It was rare for Ruan Qiuping to take the initiative to show his kindness, and Yu Huan did not refuse, but his eyes and expression became more gentle: "Thank you, Ruan Ruan."
Ruan Qiuping sat in front of Yu Huan, watching him drink the hot tea sip by sip. His mind couldn't help but think of the Immortal Lord Ziming who sometimes complained that the tea was too strong and sometimes too light.
Ruan Qiuping looked at Yu Huan's profile.
He thought that Yu Huan and Immortal Lord Zi Ming should be different.
Ruan Qiuping took a look at the memory soup in the pot and asked cautiously: "... Yu Huan, I remember you said that you don't remember anything after you were five years old in the mortal world. So, are you curious about the lost memory?"
Yu Huan stopped drinking tea and nodded: "There will be some."
Ruan Qiuping blinked, his palms sweating, and asked nervously: "... Then do you... want to remember me?"
Yu Huan gently placed the tea bowl on the table beside him and asked, "Do you want to tell the truth?"
Ruan Qiuping nodded.
Yu Huan lowered his eyelids: "Actually, I am a bit cowardly. I have lived for more than a hundred years. Although I cannot say that I have always been able to get what I want, it has been smooth sailing. But when I was experiencing the calamity in the human world, just the five years that I can remember made me feel... terrible."
He sighed and continued, "Ruan Ruan, do you know how you reacted when you came down from the Conferred God Platform and knew that you were struck by twenty-one golden lights?"
"…What's the reaction?" Ruan Qiuping's voice was a little hoarse.
"Thank goodness." Yu Huan's tone even carried a hint of self-mockery, "You are actually thankful that you have forgotten the memory of your tribulations in the mortal world. After all, you really can't imagine what a catastrophe it would be to have a life that could bear twenty-one golden rays of light."
"... What if... What if, what if there were important things and joyful things in that period of life?" Ruan Qiuping clenched his palms.
"But you still received twenty-one golden rays of light." Yu Huan said slowly, "If the joy you experienced in the human world was greater than the pain, this shouldn't be the result."
Ruan Qiuping's lips trembled.
He actually didn't want to ask any more questions, but he still spoke, somewhat weakly: "... But that is your own life experience after all."
Yu Huan shook his head and said, "Based on the five memories I have, I feel that rather than saying that the process of going through the tribulations in the human world was an experience for me, it would be more like saying that it was a dream, a nightmare for me."
"In this dream, everything is empty. The person in that dream and the person now live in different environments, so they have developed different personalities and temperaments... It's like..."
Yu Huan paused for a moment and said, "… It's like the tangerine and the trifoliate orange. Yan Yu said that tangerines grown in the south of the Huai River are tangerines, while those grown in the north of the Huai River are trifoliate oranges. So can the life experience of the trifoliate orange be considered the life experience of the tangerine? I'm afraid they are not even the same species."
"The person in the mortal world has different experiences, different personalities, and different lives from the person now. Does Ruan Ruan really think that the person in the mortal world is still me?"
As Yu Huan was talking, he suddenly realized that Ruan Qiuping had not spoken for a long time.
Ruan Qiuping stood beside him with his head down, and his facial expression could not be seen clearly.
Yu Huan: "Ruan Ruan, what are you asking me about?"
"... Chen Hai, I have lost my memory of what happened before I became an immortal, and I am hesitating whether to regain my memory. I am undecided, so I want to ask you. After all, you have had similar experiences." Ruan Qiuping paused, looked up at Yu Huan, and said, "The medicine soup is warm, I will bring it to you."
After saying that, he turned around to get the warmed soup.
Ruan Qiuping took a clean bowl and slowly poured the Love Recall Soup into it.
He poured the soup very slowly.
He stared at the soup without blinking, as if he was trying to see other things through the soup.
The soup trickled into the bowl, making a pleasant sound.
But Ruan Qiuping's ears were filled with other sounds.
He heard Sima Ming say that immortals are easily moved by emotions after coming down to earth and experiencing hardships, but when they return to their immortal status, their character will become firm. When they go back to find their earthly lovers, most of the time it is not out of love, but out of unwillingness. Once they find their lovers, their obsession will fade away.
He heard the cook say that the one who loved the fairy was originally the mortal Zi Ming. After a mortal becomes an immortal, his experiences, perspectives, and temperament are different. How could he still like the original girl
He heard Chen Hai say, your feelings for Yu Huan are not just those of lovers, so why are you still insisting on making him remember his feelings for you
He heard Yu Huan say that the process of going through hardships in the human world was like a nightmare, and it was a blessing not to remember those experiences.
He heard Yu Huan say:
—The one who experienced tribulations in the mortal world is not him.
The last drop of love soup at the bottom of the pot was also poured into the bowl.
Ruan Qiuping held the bowl and walked towards Yu Huan step by step.
A basket of red fruits that the green bird had picked up from somewhere rolled down in the middle of the road. Ruan Qiuping glanced at the basket of red fruits and stepped on it with his left foot.
"careful!"
Yu Huan's reminder and the sound of the porcelain bowl falling to the ground came almost at the same time.
Ruan Qiuping fell to the ground with a thud.
The love soup in my hand spilled all over the floor.
Yu Huan hurriedly got down from the bed and helped him up.
Ruan Qiuping patted his body, looked at the soup on the ground, frowned tightly, and looked distressed: "Ah, the soup is spilled, what should I do? This cold-dispelling soup is very useful."
"It's okay if you don't drink. Your body has almost recovered now." Yu Huan said.
"No!" Ruan Qiuping sighed, helped Yu Huan back to the bed, and said solemnly, "Wait, I still have some at home, I'll go get you some more!"
After saying that, he cleaned up the mess on the floor, turned around and walked out of the cave.
Before leaving, he held up an umbrella and waved to Yu Huan with a bright smile on his face: "I'll be back soon, just wait for me!"
The moment Ruan Qiuping walked out of the cave.
The expression at the corner of his lips suddenly dropped.
He lowered his eyes, pursed his lips, held up the black umbrella, and walked forward step by step.
He was originally planning to go home, but as he walked, he came to the apple tree.
Under the tree is the grave of the mortal Yu Huan.
Ruan Qiuping wondered calmly what would have happened if he had not spilled the Love Soup on purpose, but let Jishen drink it.
Ji Shen will recover his memory in the mortal world.
He may feel a little confused at first, or he may feel embarrassed and at a loss.
However, the memory impact of the eighty-one should not be underestimated.
After the auspicious god disappears, people will remember his waiting and love in the mortal world.
Ji Shen may feel a little confused, but decides to continue loving him.
Similar to other immortal-mortal love, the lucky god will feel that the love has faded after a while and can no longer be maintained.
Unlike other immortal-mortal romances, Ruan Qiuping was never able to give the god Ji a love that matched his.
They could neither be friends nor lovers from then on.
…
It's just terrible.
After drinking the Love Memory Soup, Yu Huan is no longer the mortal Yu Huan he used to be, so why should he kidnap Yu Huan and continue to love him
It's good now.
Ruan Qiuping told himself softly.
Now is the best situation.
The lucky god can simply be his lucky god, without having to think about the sufferings of the mortal world, nor be kidnapped by the love of the mortal world. He doesn't have to spend time and effort to maintain it and take responsibility.
He, Ruan Qiuping, had never been able to love Yu Huan. Now that Yu Huan had forgotten that they had ever been in a relationship, they could get along normally.
Now is the best situation.
Ruan Qiuping muttered softly, but his right hand tightly grasped the ring hanging around his neck.
He squatted in front of the grave, holding an umbrella in his left hand and picking up the dry, yellow, moist fallen leaves on the grave one by one with his right hand.
A gust of wind blew, and the umbrella in my left hand slipped from my hand and fell down.
Ruan Qiuping seemed to be unaware of anything. He continued to pick up dead leaves from the grave one by one in the rain.
He thought again of Yu Huan when he was eighty-two years old.
When he went downstairs, Yu Huan was in the hospital.
There is a big tree outside the window of Yu Huan's ward.
An autumn wind blew by, and most of the dead leaves on the trees fell down.
Yu Huan looked at the tree and suddenly said, "Ruan Ruan, do you think it looks like..."
"If you dare to say that you are like the dead leaves on the tree." Ruan Qiuping interrupted Yu Huan, "then use magic to stick those dead leaves to the tree for a hundred times."
Yu Huan was disappointed: "Is Ruan Ruan's magic that powerful? How come I don't know about it?"
Ruan Qiuping thought for a moment and felt that his magic was indeed not that powerful, so he touched his nose guiltily and said, "Then it's just like what is said in the storybook, I will climb up the tree myself and tie the fallen leaves to the branches one by one!"
Ruan Qiuping shook his arms, which were covered with age spots after casting a spell, and said threateningly: "I'll just use your old arms and legs!"
"Okay, okay, if you don't want to be a fallen leaf, how about being an old tree?" Yu Huan held Ruan Qiuping's hand and looked at the tree outside the window. His eyes, which had gone through vicissitudes of life but were still deep and bright, were filled with expectation and yearning at this moment. "Like an old tree, the older it gets, the taller and taller it becomes. It can bear fruit for Ruan Ruan and provide shade for Ruan Ruan."
The hoarse voice of Yu Huan was still ringing in her ears in her memory, but Ruan Qiuping felt tears sliding down her cheeks.
The tears turned into sobs, turned into sobs, and became uncontrollable.
Ruan Qiuping gritted his teeth, but finally knelt in front of the grave and burst into tears.
He cried, not because Yu Huan didn't love him.
But it was because the mortal Yu Huan who once loved him was dead forever.
With the ashes buried underground, they will never return for eternity.