"How?"
Ruan Qiuping buttoned up the half-unbuttoned shirt, got off the bed to look at Yu Huan, and asked worriedly, "What do you want to happen?"
Yu Huan raised his head to look at Ruan Qiuping's face, and suddenly remembered that at the end of that memory, Ruan Qiuping, who was listening to that sentence under him, seemed to have such an ignorant face.
"Ruan Ruan." Yu Huan stretched out his arms and hugged Ruan Qiuping, whispering, "It's nothing, I just suddenly felt that many of the tribulations and sufferings I experienced in the human world may have been caused by your misunderstanding."
"Misunderstand?"
"Yeah." Yu Huan tightened his arms around him, "It's a similar misunderstanding to the one where you thought Ruan Ruan didn't love me."
Ruan Qiuping blinked his eyes and did not continue to ask, just said: "It's just a misunderstanding."
Yu Huan carried Ruan Qiuping to the bed, held her in his arms, and suddenly laughed softly again.
"What are you laughing at?" Ruan Qiuping stretched out his hand and poked Chu Xue's chest.
Yu Huan stretched out his hands and held Ruan Qiuping tightly in his arms. He gently rubbed her black hair with his chin and laughed solemnly: "It's nothing. I just finally feel that Ruan Ruan belongs to me."
Yu Huan loosened his arms slightly, lowered his head, and nudged his nose against Ruan Qiuping's. A smile spread across the corners of his eyes and eyebrows. His dark and soft pupils were so bright that they seemed to reflect the broken light: "... It turns out that Ruan Ruan has belonged to me from the beginning to the end, and she belongs to me completely and thoroughly."
She closed her eyes, gave Ruan Qiuping a gentle and lingering kiss, and continued to complete her unfinished love.
"The Love Soup will be ready soon, right?" Ruan Qiuping paced back and forth in the cave, seeming a little restless.
Yu Huan put down the paintbrush in his hand and said with a smile: "I am the one who will soon recover my memory. How can Ruan Ruan be more anxious than me?"
Ruan Qiuping sat opposite Yu Huan, placed the communication mirror in his hand on the table, and pointed it to Yu Huan: "Of course I am anxious. I looked at it on the communication mirror and asked questions. I didn't hear the account of a person who experienced it personally, but I heard a lot of rumors. I heard that there was a fairy who went crazy after drinking the memory soup. He only remembered the mortal himself, but had no memory of himself as a fairy at all... I also heard that there was a fairy who had a high fever after drinking this soup, and fell into a coma and slept for most of the night before waking up... "
Yu Huan reached out and touched the dark circles under Ruan Qiuping's eyes, and said, "Ruan Ruan was so anxious about this that she didn't sleep the whole night. If you are still so anxious now, why don't I use a sleeping spell on Ruan Ruan to make her rest for a while. When this remembrance soup is ready, I will wake her up."
"No, no." Ruan Qiuping shook his head hurriedly, "I want to stay here with you."
Ruan Qiuping frowned and stared at the communication mirror for a while, then said: "Someone said that after the son of the cousin of the Immortal Master drank the Recalling Love Soup, he had no symptoms at all. He woke up after sleeping for only half an hour. It is said that this depends on luck..."
Ruan Qiuping looked up at Yu Huan and said, "Yu Huan, why don't you unlock your blocked luck? If you can restore the good luck of the God of Fortune, maybe no accidents will happen again."
Yu Huan smiled faintly: "I sealed my own luck because I wanted to get rid of my identity as a lucky god. I don't want to rely on my good luck to live. If my luck is unsealed today because of this Memory Soup, it will be unsealed again tomorrow because of your love. In the long run, my sealing of my luck this time will no longer be meaningful."
Yu Huan smiled and said, "Don't worry, Ruan Ruan, I will wake up soon."
Ruan Qiuping opened his mouth but could not utter a word.
"Gulp..."
The lid of the medicine furnace was pushed open, making a rhythmic sound.
…The remembrance soup is ready.
Ruan Qiuping's throat rolled and he turned to look at Yu Huan.
Yu Huan stood up and walked to the medicine furnace.
I turned off the fire, opened the pot, and a familiar smell hit me.
Yu Huan poured all the Recalling Love Soup in the medicine pot into the bowl, then sat down at the table with the full bowl in his hand.
Ruan Qiuping held Yu Huan's right hand tightly.
"Yu Huan." Ruan Qiuping's voice was a little hoarse, "No matter what you remember, you must believe it..."
"I believe you love me." Yu Huan added with a smile, "Ruan Ruan said it many times."
Ruan Qiuping took a large spoon and handed it to Yu Huan: "Also, you drank three bowls of Forget Love Water at that time, so I think you need to drink some of this Recall Love Soup to be effective."
Yu Huan nodded, then scooped up a spoonful of the Recalling Love Soup and gently tasted the temperature.
The next moment, Yu Huan frowned, and the spoon in his hand fell to the edge of the table. His body tilted and he fainted in Ruan Qiuping's arms.
Ruan Qiuping hurriedly supported Yu Huan, staring blankly at the bowl of love soup that had hardly been drunk on the table.
Memories that can only be erased with three bowls of forgetfulness water can only be restored with a little memory soup.
… Maybe, just one drop is all it takes.
Ruan Qiuping helped Yu Huan onto the bed, and then read the post about waking up half an hour after drinking the Memory Soup over and over again five or six times.
But half an hour later, Yu Huan did not wake up.
Ruan Qiuping felt that Yu Huan was a lucky god after all, and even if he was sealed off, his luck would not be much worse than that of ordinary people. Maybe he would wake up the next day.
But the next day, Yu Huan still hadn't woken up.
Fortunately, the student did not have a high fever.
Ruan Qiuping called the Medicine Fairy, who said that the student's pulse was normal and that he was in good health, but that the memory was too important for him, so he needed time to digest it.
On the day of the wedding, Yu Huan still didn't wake up.
The wedding was temporarily postponed, and Yu Xin first took Ruan Qiuping to the God of Rites to register her marriage with Yu Huan.
Ruan Qiuping took an indefinite leave of absence from the college, Jing Yang and Chen Hai switched to the marriage major, and the college welcomed a new teaching assistant.
The first snow of the day began to fall around the world.
Yu Huan still didn't wake up.
Ruan Qiuping fed the green bird, used magic to sweep away the snow in front of the cave, and then lit a fire next to the stove beside the bed, making the whole cave warm.
After doing all this, Xue lay down next to Yu Huan, hugged Xue's arm and fell asleep.
At this time, more than seventy-nine days had passed since Yu Huan fell into a coma.
During the first few days when Yu Huan was unconscious, Ruan Qiuping was extremely anxious. He couldn't eat or sleep well. He stayed by Yu Huan's bedside without leaving, hoping almost every day that Yu Huan would wake up quickly. He was truly extremely anxious.
But as time passed, the study slowly calmed down.
When Yu Huan was going through tribulations in the mortal world, he was defeated one by one, but now, he has only been defeated for a few dozen years.
Anyway, Yu Huan will wake up sooner or later.
Thinking of this, Xue's heart gradually calmed down, as if she finally understood a little bit of Yu Huan's feelings when she was looking forward to studying - a short period of impatience and a long period of expectation.
However, before New Year's Eve, Ruan Qiuping left the cave.
Originally, the mortal world did not celebrate festivals. However, tens of thousands of years ago, a group of old immortals suddenly felt that the days were too monotonous and boring, with no hope, so they brought in the mortal world's Spring Festival to serve as a spice in the immortals' long lives.
As time went by, this festival gradually became more and more grand and became a unique day in the whole family.
Every household is filled with joy during the two days of the Spring Festival. They hang up big red lanterns to symbolize happiness, set off firecrackers, and if they are interested, they even catch a few wild animals to play with.
The only exception is Ruan Qiuping.
Perhaps because New Year's Eve is the day to bid farewell to the old and usher in the new, both the human world and the family subconsciously want to throw away all the bad luck and ominousness in the world, so Ruan Qiuping's bad luck on this day is at its peak.
In order to avoid spreading this excessive bad luck to people who are happily welcoming the Spring Festival, this family usually chooses to stay alone in the back mountain.
It is the same today, but the person to be avoided is also Yu Huan.
Ruan Qiuping cleaned a piece of snow, spread some weeds on it, and lay on it to kill time.
Yu Huan has been in a coma for over eighty years and has no sign of waking up yet. However, Ruan Qiuping heard from the Medicine Fairy yesterday that if an unconscious person smells the scent of Blood Cloud Plum, he will have a good dream.
Ruan Qiuping was ready to go to the mountain to pick snow plums as soon as dawn broke.
But it still counts today.
Given my bad luck today, if I dare to go to Duanqing Mountain, I will probably fall down as soon as I climb up.
“Crack—”
I could hear the sound of thick snow being pushed down by four-legged beasts.
Ruan Qiuping sighed, picked up the small stones prepared nearby with some impatience, and repelled the beast that was about to attack the fish.
It was only halfway through New Year's Eve, and the fifth wave of creatures attacking the school had already begun.
At this moment, a big tree beside him fell down without any warning, and smashed straight towards Ruan Qiuping!
Ruan Qiuping was startled and immediately jumped into the air to avoid the disaster from above.
Before Ruan Qiuping could applaud his reaction ability, the big peng bird that he always disliked flew over again, stretched out its claws to grab Ruan Qiuping's shoulders, and suddenly lifted him into the air!
It had injured Ruan Qiuping before, so it naturally knew the power of Ruan Qiuping's blood. Therefore, it caught Ruan Qiuping with extra skill today, not hurting him but also making it impossible for him to break free.
Ruan Qiuping didn't know how he reacted. His brain hadn't had time to think, but his body had reacted first. The moment the Peng bird grabbed Xue, Xue condensed a spell in his right hand and hit the Peng bird's soft abdominal muscles quickly and accurately!
The big bird immediately arched its body, spit out a mouthful of blood, threw Ruan Qiuping down, and flew away as if escaping.
This Dapeng is an ancient ferocious beast with rough skin and thick flesh. No matter how Ruan Qiuping hit it before, it didn't feel any pain or any pain. But he didn't expect that with one blow today, he could easily knock the beast away!
When Ruan Qiu landed steadily on the ground, he looked at his hands in disbelief.
It seems... my magic power has increased again.
Ruan Qiuping picked up a stone from the ground, used up 30% of his strength, and tentatively threw it at the large rock next to him that was as tall as a person.
The rock collapsed with a loud bang and turned into powder in an instant. Even a big hole appeared on the ground out of thin air.
Ruan Qiuping stared at all this in a daze.
My magic skills have indeed improved.
Most importantly, this time the spell improved without any warning and at a rapid speed.
If I continue to rise at this rate, I'm afraid I won't be able to use a hundred times, and I'll have to commit suicide.
Ruan Qiuping lowered his eyes and clenched his hands tightly.
As night gradually fell, the sound of firecrackers was heard in the distance, and a sea of fireworks appeared in the sky.
Ruan Qiuping lay on the ground, looking at the empty night sky above his head, stretched out his hand, and set off a beautiful firework for himself.
As soon as the sky brightened, Ruan Qiuping went to Shangduanqing Mountain to pick blood cloud plums.
Duanqing Mountain was covered in snow, and everything was white, but the Blood Cloud Plum was fiery red all over. Standing at a distance and looking at it, it looked like a piece of flaming cloud floating on the white snow, which was very beautiful.
Ruan Qiuping was almost stunned. The closer he got, the more dazzling the scenery became. Ruan Qiuping couldn't help but think that it would be great if Yu Huan woke up.
When Yu Huan woke up, he could see the beautiful scenery of the mountains with his classmates.
Ruan Qiuping picked a branch of snow plum, but was still reluctant to leave.
Ruan Qiuping paused.
I suddenly remembered that I once learned a seemingly useless time and space storage technique.
This spell can store beautiful scenes, and when you take it out and look back at it in the future, it will come alive, as if you are recalling your memory, or as if you are in the beautiful scene.
Ruan Qiuping tried to learn this magic at that time, but due to his low spiritual power, he couldn't learn it at all.
But now that my cultivation has improved greatly, it can be considered a blessing in disguise. At least I can record this beautiful scenery for Yu Huan to enjoy when he wakes up.
However, Ruan Qiuping lacked experience and practice, and all five or six attempts ended in failure.
"What are you doing?" a voice came from a distance.
"I want to cast a spell to capture the beautiful scenery through time and space so that my lover can also see this beautiful scenery." Ruan Qiuping wiped the sweat from his hands.
Suddenly, the student stopped.
The next second, Xue heard that familiar, smiling voice: "Are we still lovers? Shouldn't we call each other husband and wife instead? We can be naturalized in the royal family, hold a wedding in the mortal world, and be partners for fifty years."
Ruan Qiuping turned around abruptly.
"Ruan Ruan."
The man in white was standing in front of the flaming blood-cloud plum blossoms with his arms outstretched.
The man was obviously smiling, but his eyes were red and his voice was trembling: "...Long time no see."
Ruan Qiuping's eyes were instantly filled with tears and he ran towards the man.
The man was originally studying on the spot, but he couldn't stop in time.
The heavy snow that had just stopped began to fall again.
That man also ran towards Ruan Qiuping and threw himself into his arms.
The man hugged his student tightly, his arms tightening inch by inch, and he called out his student's name over and over again, seemingly without end.
Nguyen Nguyen, Nguyen Nguyen.
I miss you very much.