Traveling Through the Grave Robbers' Chronicles: Starting from Meeting You

Zhang Hanyan and Zhang Qiling stood together outside the hot spring crevice, with snowflakes flying all over the sky like pear blossoms falling in the rain.

"Brother, let's go down the mountain and go home."

Zhang Hanyan pulled Zhang Qiling forward, but he did not move. He stood there, staring at her, without moving an inch.

"Why do we have to walk down the mountain? Can't we just fly back on the sword?"

She pursed her lips slightly, thinking of his strange behavior every time after flying on the sword, and secretly regretted why she didn't discover it earlier, causing him to suffer so much for nothing.

"Brother, in fact, if you are afraid of flying in the sky with a sword, you can just tell me directly, and don't make yourself uncomfortable just to accommodate me."

Zhang Qiling was stunned for a moment. He looked at the white Changbai Mountain. The cold wind was howling, as if it chilled people directly to the bones.

Ever since she woke up from her serious injury, her hands and feet have been cold, as if nothing could warm them up again.

She used to be not afraid of the cold. Her favorite season was the winter with heavy snow, the red plum blossoms blooming in the snow, and making snowmen.

But now, she is very afraid of cold. She stays in bed every day and refuses to come out. The slightest chill can make her shiver.

He lowered his head and held her hands tightly in his palms. Despite this, her hands were still cold and without any warmth.

"Yan Yan, it takes a long time to walk down the mountain. It's too cold. I don't want to walk. Can we just fly back on the sword?"

"But aren't you afraid?"

Zhang Hanyan touched his hand with her backhand. Compared to her own hands, his hands were already very warm.

Zhang Qiling didn't dare to look up at her. He felt a dull pain in his heart and his eyes were filled with deep sadness and heartache.

He took a deep breath, forced himself to suppress the surging pain in his heart, closed his eyes, and looked up at her after calming down.

"It takes a long time to go down the mountain, and it takes a long time to take a car. Yanyan, I want to go home."

Seeing the determined look on his face, she could only nod and follow his lead, leading him onto the floating sword.

"Brother, hold me, I will try to fly slower."

"it is good."

Zhang Hanyan controlled the flying speed to the lowest possible speed. Despite this, the whistling wind and the fleeting scenery around him were all telling.

Compared to walking or taking a car, the speed is not much slower.

Zhang Qiling tried his best to suppress the fear in his heart and stared fixedly at Zhang Hanyan who was standing in front of him.

Her flying long hair kept caressing his face, and a cold floral scent kept entering his nostrils.

"Brother, are you okay?"

She looked back at him worriedly, and only felt relieved when she saw that there was no obvious change in his expression.

"Yan Yan, it's getting dark, please hurry up."

In the gray sky, thick dark clouds enveloped the entire world in a gloomy atmosphere.

"Okay, I'll speed up then."

As soon as she finished speaking, the sword flew out, and before the sky completely darkened, they landed safely in the quiet courtyard.

"Okay, we're home, bro..."

Zhang Hanyan put away her sword and turned to look at him. The strange thing was that after each flight with the sword, he would fall into a moment of daze.

This time, he looked normal and no different from usual.

"Brother, why aren't you afraid at all this time?"

She stared at him with confusion on her face, trying to find signs of fear and disguise from the slightest expression on his face.

Finally, she could only sigh in frustration. Obviously, she didn't find it.

I don’t know if he hid it too well, or if he suddenly overcame his fear and was no longer afraid.

Zhang Qiling reached out and touched her cheek. It was exactly as he had imagined, cold and without a trace of warmth.

"I don't know, I just suddenly wasn't afraid anymore. Come in, I'll boil some hot water for you to soak your feet."

He pulled her into the house without saying a word, made her sit on the sofa, turned on the heater next to them, and turned to the kitchen.

Zhang Hanyan looked at his receding figure and whispered, "Why is he so weird..."

[Host, since you have completed the mission, the half-dissipated body of this Heavenly Dao has stopped dissipating further, and this world will not collapse.]

[Then... can the half of his body that has disappeared come back?]

[Uh... that shouldn't be possible, right? But why do I hear a hint of gloating in your voice? Is it my illusion? ]

[No, I am just gloating, and it is very obvious that I am gloating.]

[Okay, enjoy yourself first. I'm going to upgrade the system. It will take about a day, and the host will be disconnected during this time.]

[Yes, I understand.]

"Yanyan..."

Zhang Qiling walked in carrying a teapot, with hot white steam still coming out of the spout.

He placed the foot basin at Zhang Hanyan's feet and poured boiling hot water into it. When he saw that it was almost ready, he put down the teapot and poured some cold water to mix it.

He squatted down and stretched out his hand to test the water temperature, then looked up at her and said, "Okay, I'll take off your shoes for you."

"No need!" Zhang Hanyan quickly turned sideways to avoid his hand that reached out to her feet, and smiled a little awkwardly, "I can do it myself."

Seeing her firm attitude, Zhang Qiling had to withdraw his hand, stood up and watched her take off her shoes and socks and put her feet in the hot water.

"It's so warm, little brother... I feel like my whole body is warmed up instantly. Why don't you take a bath too? Isn't there a footbath?"

"No, I'll go out and pack some food from the restaurant. If the water in the basin is cold, there's still hot water in the kettle. Be careful when pouring it so you don't burn yourself."

Zhang Qiling pointed to the teapot placed next to the basin and warned her worriedly.

"Yeah, I know."

Zhang Hanyan nodded slightly, her eyebrows curved and a gentle smile on her lips.

He looked at her well-behaved appearance, chuckled, bent over, and gently kissed her cold forehead with soothing tenderness.

"wait me back."

She looked at his departing back, recalled the kiss just now, smiled, and her face was filled with happiness.

Well, wait till you come back...

After Zhang Qiling went out, he went straight to Zhang Hanyan’s favorite restaurant, ordered some of her favorite dishes, and sat on a chair waiting.

Wu Xie and Wang Meng, who were walking together, passed by the hotel entrance, and Wu Xie saw Zhang Qiling sitting by the window at a glance.

"Brother, why is he outside alone?" He stopped and looked at Wang Meng, "You should go back first. The store has no business anyway. You can come back to work after the New Year."

There is still nearly a month left until the Chinese New Year. Every year, people go back to work after the Lantern Festival, which means that Wang Meng doesn't have to go to work for more than a month.

This is one of the few good things that has happened to him since he started working there, apart from a salary increase.

"Okay, thank you, boss. I'll go back first. I wish you a happy new year in advance."

Wang Meng walked away with a smile on his face and light steps. From his back, one could tell how happy he was.