After Yu Huan let go of Ruan Qiuping, Ruan Qiuping felt his mouth numb and his brain dizzy. At this moment, he even thought that it was fortunate that he was an immortal and he was a mortal, otherwise he might have fainted due to lack of oxygen.
...But Ruan Qiuping didn't hate this feeling at all.
He even took the initiative to hug Yu Huan's neck, resting his forehead against Yu Huan's forehead, grinning: "Yu Huan, I'm so happy."
Yu Huan also smiled and rubbed his nose with it: "How happy are you?"
"Yes... I am extremely happy. I feel like my heart is about to fly. I feel that there has never been a happier moment in my life than right now. I can't even imagine that there will be another moment in my life that can compare to this moment."
"How could that be?" Yu Huan's eyes were also filled with a strong smile, "From now on, there will be many more beautiful moments than now."
"What about the other one?"
Yu Huan gently took Ruan Qiuping's hand and walked towards home step by step: "After a while, Ruan Qiuping and I will be married. Even if we become immortals over ten thousand years old, we can still stand shoulder to shoulder and reminisce about the past."
Ruan Qiuping's curved lips never lowered from beginning to end: "Yu Huan, every time I'm with you, I feel that life is so good."
"Yes. It's great to be alive." Yu Huan replied softly.
Ruan Qiuping tilted his head to look at Yu Huan's profile, holding the two people's hands tighter. He looked at Yu Huan's clean skin, good-looking profile, and deep lake-like eyes under thick eyelashes. His name: "Yu Huan."
"What's wrong?" Yu Huan tilted his head to look at him.
Ruan Qiuping looked at him without blinking, and her voice was particularly clear in the silent night: "I like looking at you, talking to you, being with you, and imagining a future with you... Then, am I qualified to say... I like you now?"
Yu Huan paused.
Suddenly, he turned his head, and a ray of light flashed in the corner of his eyes in the night.
Ruan Qiuping blinked: "Yu Huan, are you crying?"
“…No.” Yu Huan said.
Ruan Qiuping moved his feet and looked at his face.
Yu Huan turned around again and faced Ruan Qiuping with his back.
Ruan Qiuping reached out his hand, cupped his cheek, looked at his red eyes, kissed his forehead, curved his eyes and smiled: "Yu Huan, you are already a fairy, why are you still like a child, crying at every turn!"
Yu Huan closed his eyes, blushed, and bit Ruan Qiuping's lips hard.
The moonlight on early spring nights is very beautiful, and it is very suitable for newly confirmed lovers to hold hands and take a slow walk.
The weather is very good, the scenery is very good, and the moonlight is very good.
But Ruan Qiuping's Qiankun bag suddenly moved twice.
Ruan Qiuping opened the Qiankun bag and saw that it turned out to be a conch.
Ever since he was buried by thunder last time, Xia Fushui forced him to carry a conch with him when he went out.
As soon as Ruan Qiuping picked up the conch shell, Ruan Shengfeng's voice came from it, as if he was shouting into a loudspeaker: "Qiuping! Where have you been? Why haven't you come back yet? Come back quickly, I have something to talk to you about!"
Ruan Qiuping held the conch tightly in his hand and stuffed it back into his bag. He looked at Yu Huan reluctantly and said, "I'm leaving now."
Yu Huan seemed a little disappointed: "Ruan Ruan, goodbye."
Ruan Qiuping turned around and took two steps forward, then couldn't help but turn back, put his arms around Yu Huan, and said, "Yu Huan, I seem to be with you today. If I were your finger, I could be with you forever."
Yu Huan laughed: "What kind of metaphor is this, Ruan Ruan?"
Ruan Qiuping shook his head and buried his face in Yu Huan's neck: "I don't know, I just feel like I don't want to be separated from you right now."
When Ruan Qiuping let go of Yu Huan, he handed the voice screw in his hand to Yu Huan: "Take this first. I'll contact you when I'm free."
As soon as Ruan Qiuping returned home, he was greeted by a big firework.
"Son, you are sealed!" Ruan Shengfeng said happily.
He stretched out his arms, wanting to hug Ruan Qiuping, but then he remembered that Ruan Qiuping no longer had the Supreme Good Luck Charm, so he retracted his action, picked up the props beside him, and set off another firework for Ruan Qiuping.
"You know everything?" Ruan Qiuping was a little surprised.
"How could I be so late to know about my son's affairs!" Ruan Shengfeng patted his chest happily, "Not only do I know, I've also let everyone in the Heaven Court know that my son is sealed. Tomorrow I'll set up a banquet and invite all my former neighbors and friends to come and have a feast!"
Ruan Qiuping said helplessly: "... Didn't you always scold those neighbors and friends as those who curry favor with the powerful and take advantage of others' misfortunes and are not worthy of close friendship? Why are you inviting them to the banquet now?"
Ruan Shengfeng's face was filled with unprecedented happiness. He shook his head and said, "Qiuping, you don't understand. The more you hate him, the more you should show off in front of him and let him know what stupid things he has done! What is this called? This is called avenging the past shame! Come on, come on, take a look at the list Dad made, is there anything missing!"
This was the first time in more than two hundred years that Ruan Shengfeng was so excited. While talking, he even insisted on inviting Ruan Qiuping to drink some wine.
Xia Fushui did not stop him, and even smiled and cooked two side dishes for him.
Ruan Qiuping had seldom seen his parents so happy, and he knew that today was indeed a good day, so he did not want to spoil their fun, and accompanied them in drinking happily until late at night.
Ruan Shengfeng was not a bad drinker, but perhaps because he was too happy today, he got drunk quickly.
After drinking half a jar of wine, he put one foot on the chair and began to recite poems.
He recited only verses of high-spirited poetry, each word louder than the last, and his spirits were unusually high.
His voice became increasingly hoarse, and in the end, he was almost shouting:
"Our Ruan family has finally made it through."
"My son is indeed a promising person!"
"From now on, let's see who can look down on our Ruan family again!"
As he shouted, his voice became extremely rough and hoarse, with a heavy and profound tremor.
“… Why are you so drunk?” Xia Fushui complained softly, but when she turned her head, the tip of her nose was clearly red.
"Baby!" Ruan Shengfeng staggered over, stretched out his arms towards Ruan Qiuping, and said in a rough voice, "Such a good day - we two must hug one!"
Ruan Qiuping took a step back: "Dad, you are drunk, I don't have any good luck charms on me now..."
"What's the talisman?" Ruan Shengfeng interrupted Ruan Qiuping with a big tongue, "I'm holding my son, what's the talisman! Your mother touched you a few days ago, but nothing happened, didn't she just faint... fainted for a while, and can't get up, come here!"
Ruan Qiuping glanced at Xia Fushui.
Xia Fushui turned her head and wiped her eyes, then said softly: "... you can hug your dad for a while, nothing will happen."
Ruan Qiuping hesitated for a moment and took a small step forward.
Ruan Shengfeng reached out his hands and hugged Ruan Qiuping, patting him on the back vigorously. His movements were a little insensitive due to being drunk, but his voice was very low and trembling:
"...Qiuping, it must have been very hard for you over the years..."
Ruan Qiuping tried his best to open his eyes wide, but soon he felt his vision blurred.
When Ruan Qiuping returned to the room and lay down on the bed, the moon was already high in the sky.
Ruan Qiuping held the conch tightly in his hand, wanting to talk to Yu Huan, but afraid that Yu Huan might fall asleep, so he asked in a low voice: "... Yu Huan, are you asleep?"
There was silence for a moment, and soon a sound was heard.
"No." Yu Huan asked, "Why do you sound like that?"
Ruan Qiuping subconsciously touched his throat and said, "Nothing, I just drank some more wine."
"Why are you drinking again?"
"I... my dad also knew that I was about to be sealed, so he took me to drink some wine, but he drank most of it. I didn't drink too much." Ruan Qiuping paused, adjusted his posture, lay flat on the bed, put the snail close to his ear, listened to Yu Huan's breathing, and said, "... my dad just hugged me, he knew I didn't have any talismans on me, but he hugged me anyway... But maybe when I was with you, your good luck was leaked to me again, so he didn't have any problem, he just snored and fell asleep."
"Is Ruan Ruan happy?"
Ruan Qiuping nodded, with the corners of his lips curled up: "... Yu Huan, since I met you, many good things have happened to me."
"Once Ruan Ruan is sealed, more good things will happen to her. But why doesn't Ruan Ruan have any talismans on her?"
"I don't know. It could have been damaged by lightning, or it could have expired."
"Then I will write another great luck charm for Ruan Ruan tomorrow."
Ruan Qiuping said, "But doesn't that talisman consume a lot of spiritual energy? It also costs blood. You've just recovered from a serious illness, so you'd better not write that one... Besides, I'm about to be sealed, and this talisman won't be effective for too long. Why don't you just write me an ordinary bad luck-removing talisman? I don't need any supreme good luck, as long as they don't get infected with my bad luck when they meet others."
Yu Huanran's laughing voice came from the conch shell: "Ruan Ruan feels sorry for me?"
Ruan Qiuping turned his body away again, his face slightly red, and whispered: "... Well, I feel sorry for you, and I don't want you to bleed."
Yu Huan laughed softly: "Okay, then I'll listen to Ruan Ruan."
The conch is somewhat different from face-to-face conversation, especially when it is placed on the ear. The person's voice is transmitted to the brain along the ear bone. Although you can't see anything, it is enough to make people imagine.
Ruan Qiuping blinked his eyes and suddenly said, "Yu Huan, I don't think there's anything good about being an immortal. The things I have are not as good as those of humans."
"What?"
"For example, the conch we have now can only hear the voice but cannot see the face. If it is a human cell phone, then it can see your face."
"See what my face looks like."
"I'll be happy." Ruan Qiuping thought for a moment, then said, "Maybe I'll even kiss your eyes through the screen."
There was a pause, and then a hoarse voice said: "… Ruan Ruan is getting better at speaking, but from which book did she learn this?"
"No." Ruan Qiuping also felt that he was a little corny. He curled himself up in the quilt and whispered, "That's what I really thought just now."
There was no movement from the conch.
Ruan Qiuping called out Yu Huan's name, but still no response.
"Yu Huan, are you feeling depressed?"
“…Where is Ruan Ruan now?”
"In my room, lying on the bed."
"Ruan Ruan, close your eyes."
Ruan Qiuping was stunned for a moment and closed his eyes.
The next moment, an active, restrained kiss fell on his eyelids.
Ruan Qiuping slowly opened his eyes.
Then I saw a pair of smiling eyes.
"Do you think now that being an immortal is better than being a mortal?"