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At around one in the morning, Zheng Lanxin got up to go to the bathroom and suddenly heard some noise downstairs.

So he walked to the window and looked outside, and saw a tall and thin figure wandering in the garden.

After putting on her coat, Zheng Lanxin came to the garden and asked quietly, "Master, why are you not resting so late?"

Yu Beiming stopped walking and looked back at Zheng Lanxin: "Lanxin, why did you come out? Did I accidentally bump into the railing just now and wake you up?"

Zheng Lanxin took a few steps closer and asked, "Master, what happened?"

Although they are two generations living under the same roof, as long as Yu Beiming doesn't go out, he spends most of his time in the room teaching Xiao Hei to practice.

In such a big villa, Zheng Lanxin could hardly feel his presence. This was the first time she saw him wandering in the garden like this.

Moreover, with Yu Beiming's ability, it is impossible for him to bump into anything casually.

Unless something is on your mind that causes you to be distracted.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Lanxin couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Yu Beiming pursed his lips and remained silent.

When Zheng Lanxin thought he wouldn't say anything, he suddenly murmured, "I'm just a little scared."

"Afraid?" Zheng Lanxin was even more confused.

"Master, you are a great master in this world, a being that can call the wind and rain. What in this world could possibly scare you?"

Yu Beiming stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the moon in the sky.

The night wind was a bit chilly, ruffling the strands of hair on his forehead. His eyebrows were sharp as swords, but the arrogance of the past was gone, leaving only deep worry.

Zheng Lanxin tightened her collar and advised, "Master, if you have any difficulties, you might as well speak up. Lao Qiu and I... and Senior Brother Xiaofeng, we are all your family. There is nothing that cannot be solved by the concerted efforts of the family."

Yu Beiming narrowed his eyes slightly, and looked at Zheng Lanxin with a little more kindness: "Thank you, Lanxin. Master is fine, don't worry. It's cold at night, you should go back and rest early."

Zheng Lanxin nodded sensibly: "Master, then you should also go to bed early."

In the garden at midnight, Yu Beiming was the only one left, quietly looking at the moon in the sky.

After a long time, a sigh fell into the lonely night.

"Wanwan, I'm really scared. I'm afraid I don't even have the qualifications to protect you anymore..."

In the lonely night, Sang Feiwan sat on the terrace, but he hadn't entered the state of meditation for a long time.

The look in Yu Beiming's eyes when he looked at her always emerged in her mind involuntarily: his eyes were bright and penetrating, affectionate and self-disciplined.

He said Sang Feiwan was like the bright moon hanging high in the sky, sacred and inviolable.

But isn't he himself as bright and shining as a star?

Even though a lone star cannot compete with the moon's brilliance, it is something that people in the world desire but cannot obtain.

Unfortunately, Sang Feiwan practiced the ruthless way. His heart was set and could not be reversed.

Even though she was a little upset now, she was thinking more about whether Yu Beiming would be sad and whether he could get over it.

Suddenly, she thought of Bai Jun again.

Bai Jun had also had a crush on her back then, but she rejected him outright.

Although Bai Jun also expressed his sadness, he quickly put himself in his right position and called "Grandma, Grandma" very enthusiastically.

Later, Bai Jun fell in love with Zhang Xuexue again, and even though Sang Feiwan loved him in the past, he just laughed it off.

What about Yu Beiming?

He should be like Bai Jun, right? Even if he is in love now, he will be able to adjust slowly after knowing that it is impossible, right?

The scene he saw in front of the mural in Xianming Mountain that day reappeared in Sang Feiwan's mind.

At that time, Yu Beiming was sucked into the mural world, and his desires evolved into his past when he was wandering in the small town.

Sang Feiwan stood outside the mural and saw his past with a young girl, and also saw that he almost couldn't leave the mural world because of her.

Sang Feiwan knew that he had had an unforgettable love in the world of immortal cultivation.

Such deep feelings gradually healed the wounds in this world and even made me fall in love with myself again.

So, even the deepest feelings will change, right?

One day, he will let go of his feelings for me and get over the emotional pain, right?

People's hearts are fickle, and there is nothing we can do about it.

But at this moment, Sang Feiwan felt that it might be a good thing for Yu Beiming to change his mind. After all, someone like her could not give him any response.

Yu Beiming deserves a complete love that can give him a warm response.

Thinking of this, she couldn't describe the feeling in her heart.

Her thoughts were a little confused, making her feel a little irritated. She performed the Qingxin Jue three times in a row before her mind calmed down and she was able to enter into meditation and practice.

Bai Jun also did not sleep all night.

At this moment, he was being forced by Zhang Xuexue to revise the script, and he finally realized how hard it was to be a screenwriter.

张雪雪对他的很多设定都不满意，提出了1、2、3、4、5条修改意见。

可他好不容易改完，张雪雪又提出了另外1、2、3、4、5条修改意见。

Bai Jun drank several cups of coffee and wrote furiously. Although his brain was tired after a night of hard work, his eyes were wide open and he didn't feel sleepy at all.

"Xuexue, I have revised it, please take a look..."

When he turned his head, he found that Zhang Xuexue had fallen asleep on the bed next to him at some point.

Zhang Xuexue was wearing a thin dress and was not covered with a blanket.

"Falling asleep already? You even said you wanted to create a sweet little drama with me."

Bai Jun muttered, and couldn't help but worry in his heart: "Will she feel cold sleeping like this? Forget it, let's cover her up. What if the monster is also afraid of the cold? What if she catches a cold?"

Bai Jun pulled open the quilt next to him and covered Zhang Xuexue with it.

Just as she covered it, Zhang Xuexue kicked the quilt off with her long legs, cursing: "I hate fishing nets, take it away!"

Bai Jun was so amused that he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: I actually dreamed of a fishing net in my dream? You're afraid that others don't know that you are a fish!

"Xuexue, be good and cover yourself with the quilt. Otherwise, you'll catch a cold and become a snotty fish." Bai Jun coaxed her in a low voice and pulled the corner of the quilt to cover her.

Zhang Xuexue, who was sleeping, suddenly reached out and grabbed Bai Jun and pulled him onto the bed.

Before Bai Jun could react, he was grabbed by her two long legs and entangled tightly.

Bai Jun was dizzy for a while, and finally came to his senses. He found himself lying on Zhang Xuexue's bed, with Zhang Xuexue's hands and legs wrapped around his body like octopus tentacles.

Bai Jun's expression changed like this:

(⊙?⊙)o(^▽^)o（*＾3＾）

"Xuexue took the initiative to pull me onto the bed!"

"Xuexue must have done this on purpose! She wants to xxxx with me."

"Haha, Xuexue, let me do it..."

He pouted and slowly moved closer, closer, and closer...

——Damn it, I can’t get close to you and kiss you!