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

On the day of the winter solstice, it snowed heavily in Hangzhou. The heavy snow fell for three days. Everywhere you looked was covered in silver and shrouded in clouds and mist.

The day before New Year's Day, the snow stopped and the sky cleared. The clouds in the sky dispersed and the fog dissipated.

The scattered houses were covered with patches of snow, and the melted snow flowed down the layers of grey tiles, forming icicles under the eaves.

Looking up, I saw the vast land covered with white snow. The warm sunshine poured down, and the snow was illuminated by the sunlight, flashing a dazzling light.

The air is cool, but the plum blossoms in the courtyard are blooming in the wind. The bright red petals on the tree are even more dazzling against the backdrop of the white snow. The faint fragrance of flowers floats in the air, which makes people intoxicated.

Wu Xie, Fatty, Xie Yuchen, Hei Xia Zi, Liu Sang, Pan Zi, Xi Liu, Zhang Mo, and Jiang Zisuan were busy shuttling back and forth in the garden.

They all held various red objects in their hands, including lanterns, couplets, colored lights, gauze curtains, balloons...

Huo Xiuxiu, Yuncai, Bai Haotian, and Aning gathered in the house, fiddling with the arrangements of everything in the bridal chamber. They checked it over and over again, and only after confirming that everything was correct did they all smile with satisfaction.

Zhang Yecheng stood in the corridor, nagging and directing everyone to work. His hands and feet never moved, and his mouth never stopped talking.

The snow-white courtyard and houses were all dressed in dazzling red with everyone's joint efforts.

"Everything is arranged, Tian Zhen, come and see if it is the same as the drawing you drew."

When Wu Xie heard Fatty's call, he hurriedly took out the blueprint from his pocket and compared every detail carefully, with the smile on his face gradually deepening.

"Exactly the same. Now, we just wait for the wedding tomorrow."

He smiled and raised the drawing in his hand. Everyone looked at the red in front of them, with the same smile on their faces.

At night, everyone fell asleep one after another. Zhang Qiling stayed motionlessly by Han Yan's side, not daring to blink or sleep.

Until now, he has not yet recovered from the extreme fear and terror brought about by his last experience.

This time, they were preparing to complete their unfinished wedding, and the house was decorated with festive red again.

Tomorrow is their wedding day, but tonight, for no reason, he felt a deep sense of worry and fear in his heart.

Zhang Qiling was afraid that he would encounter the same thing as last time.

He was afraid that as long as he closed his eyes, Han Yan would disappear from the spot and leave him again.

When he wakes up tomorrow morning, all he will see is an empty bed, the vast world, and he is the only one left in this world, spending the long river of time.

"Brother, why aren't you asleep yet? Don't you have to get up early tomorrow? Go to bed."

"I'm not sleepy, you go to sleep first."

With just one sentence, Han Yan immediately understood the worries in Zhang Qiling's heart. She opened her sleepy eyes and habitually snuggled into his arms.

Han Yan curled up in his arms, wrapped her arms tightly around his strong waist, and listened to the steady and powerful heartbeat in his chest.

"Brother, I won't leave. Really. I promise."

"Ah."

Zhang Qiling looked down at her. His watery eyes seemed covered with the mist and rain of the Jiangnan water town, aggrieved and sad. Just one glance was enough to make people feel distressed.

Han Yan's eyes twinkled, cute but a little confused. She sighed, put her arms around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

She looked at him intently and promised solemnly.

"This time, I promise I won't leave. Brother, go to sleep, okay? You have dark circles under your eyes."

Zhang Qiling looked at her serious and determined face, and the depression in his heart suddenly dissipated, leaving only sweetness.

The next second, he leaned over, his thin lips were slightly cold, and he kissed the corner of her lips.

The kiss was fleeting, so fast that Han Yan almost thought it was just an illusion.

"Let's sleep together."

Zhang Qiling gently stroked her soft hair, his eyes resting on her, with a faint smile on the corners of his handsome lips, and the tone of his voice when he spoke exuded a hint of tenderness.

"Okay, let's go together."

The two of them lay together in the warm bed, Han Yan's head resting in his arms, her right hand around his waist. He lay on his side, hugging her tightly, and the two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.

In the second half of the night, heavy snow came suddenly, and snowflakes swirled down, falling silently in the quiet night.

In the early morning, the heavy snow showed no sign of stopping. The courtyard, houses, and streets were covered with white snow.

Zhang Qiling and Han Yan had just woken up when Wu Xie, Fatty and the others pushed the door open, pulled Zhang Qiling out of the bed without saying a word, and pushed him out of the room.

"Brother, I'm sorry. We don't want to do this to you, but there is really no other way."

"Yes, little brother. Today you and Han Yan are getting married. From now on, until the ceremony begins, you can't see each other."

"According to the original rules, you shouldn't have met since last night. We know what you're worried about, so we came to see you this morning."

Wu Xie and Fatty were talking to each other, not giving Zhang Qiling any chance to speak.

Zhang Qiling turned around and looked at Han Yan who was being held down by Huo Xiuxiu, Yuncai, Aning, and Bai Haotian, his eyes full of worry and reluctance.

After Han Yan was urged by Huo Xiuxiu and the other three to wash up, before she had time to put down her towel, she was pulled to sit in front of the dressing table.

Yuncai took the bright red wedding dress out of the bag, carefully arranged it, and hung it in front of the window with a hanger.

"Sister Hanyan, it's time to get dressed, or it will be too late."

"But we don't know how to do the bride's makeup, what should we do now?"

Bai Haotian looked at Han Yan, who was wearing no makeup, and then at the dazzling array of pearl hairpins and jewelry on the dressing table, and he felt his head spinning.

Huo Xiuxiu and Aning also calmed down from their excitement. The four of them looked at each other, with expressions that showed they wanted to cry but had no tears.

"If I had known this thing was so complicated, I should have gone to learn it two months in advance. What should I do now?"

Han Yan glanced at the people staring at each other in the mirror, and smiled unusually calmly, as if she didn't take the matter to heart at all.

"Okay, it's just styling and makeup. I have a way that's faster than the ones you know."

After she finished speaking, she snapped her fingers clearly in front of the four of them.

In an instant, a look that matched the wedding dress was completed. The speed and exquisiteness of it directly stunned Huo Xiuxiu and others behind her.