God's Gift

After hearing what Fang Ling said, Yu Youyou calmed down again, silently thinking about the word "marriage" that Fang Ling mentioned.

She roughly knew what getting married meant. It was to wear a beautiful white dress like her mother, and wear that thing called a suit like her father, and make promises to each other in the presence of all the fish in the sea. That was getting married.

But can Ajin also marry Fang Ling?

After marriage, they are meant to be together forever, but Fang Ling will eventually leave this world. What should Ajin do?

While Yu Youyou was thinking, Ning Jin's voice came from behind them.

"Why are you two so ungentlemanly sitting down on the bridge?"

When Fang Ling heard this, he stopped folding the river lantern in his hand and quickly turned his head to look at Ning Jin who was standing against the light behind him. A smile spread across his face, and he quickly stood up and said to Ning Jin with a silly smile:

"We haven't been sitting here for long. We are folding river lanterns here."

As summer arrived, the daytime became hotter and hotter. Ning Jin changed out of his coat and fur collar and put on a light green shirt. Even though his illness had not worsened, he still felt more energetic standing in the sun.

Like a flower that should have died in the night, it slowly came back to life after the sun rose.

When Fang Ling looked at Ning Jin like this, her face gradually became flushed. She shyly looked away, and her shoes unconsciously rubbed against the stone slabs.

"Ajin." Yu Youyou greeted Ning Jin with a smile. Ning Jin smiled at her and looked at Fang Ling.

She was still holding the rice dumplings she had brought for Fang Ling. She lowered her eyes to glance at the several lifelike river lanterns in Fang Ling's hands, chuckled and asked:

"Don't you know how to make river lanterns?"

Fang Ling scratched his head and explained, "You said you wanted to make a wish, but I heard from the servants that it is better to make the river lanterns yourself, so as to show your sincerity. So I learned from the people who sell river lanterns in the city. Please don't mind if I don't fold them well."

It was fine when Ning Jin came before, and these river lanterns looked quite pleasing to the eye. But now when Ning Jin looked at them, Fang Ling began to feel that the river lanterns in his hand were so ugly that he couldn't even use them.

Ning Jin stood on the steps, looking down at the somewhat embarrassed Fang Ling, with a more genuine smile on his face. He walked up to him, took the river lantern from his hand, and said happily:

"How can it be folded badly? It looks no different from the river lanterns sold by vendors."

Fang Ling listened to Ning Jin's sincere praise, and the smile on his face became more genuine. Seeing A Jin holding a lunch box, he reached out to take the lunch box and asked:

"what is this?"

Ning Jin looked at the food box, then at Yu Youyou who was holding three zongzi, and said:

"Zongzi, we prepared a lot this year, so I brought a few for you."

"Thank you, Ajin!" When Fang Ling heard that Ning Jin had brought rice dumplings specially for him, he was so happy that he couldn't express it in words, and a smile appeared on his face.

Ning Jin looked at the smile on Fang Ling's face. There was an unclear light in his brown eyes, and the corners of his mouth gradually rose.

He is obviously a wealthy and well-off man, yet he can still be happy about these dumplings. How naive and silly.

She coughed lightly and explained, "I didn't do this myself. I'm not in good health and don't like getting wet. I can only let the servants do most of the work."

But Fang Ling was not concerned about the fact that the rice dumplings in his hand were not made by Ajin himself, but he grasped something else from a few words.

"Ajin doesn't like getting wet?"

"Yes." Yu Youyou answered for Ning Jin, "Ajin doesn't like water."

After hearing this, Fang Ling kept the matter in mind.

"It's okay." Ning Jin didn't talk too much about it. He looked at Yu Youyou and asked, "Youyou, I'm going to the bookstore with Master Fang to buy some books. Do you want to come with us?"

"No." Yu Youyou shook her head and explained, "I still have to wait for Ke Ming to come back."

Ning Jin knew that Yu Youyou would not leave with her, so she reminded him again:

"Okay, there will be a dragon boat race in the city today. You didn't see it last year, so you can go and see it this year."

"Okay." Yu Youyou waved to Fang Ling and Ning Jin, and sat down again after watching them leave.

But before she sat down, she heard a soft and subtle call from behind her. The voice sounded like a woman's soft whisper in the mist, but it came from a man, Qingyi.

"Miss, would you like to sit in the boat?"

Qingyi stood in front of Yu Youyou with lowered eyebrows, and occasionally raised her eyebrows to look at Yu Youyou timidly. Although she didn't say much, her eyes showed an expression of wanting to refuse but also to welcome.

Although Yu Lanshu often came to the boat to see Luo Chen, Luo Chen really kept a close eye on her, and he never found a chance to spend time with Miss Yu.

Today, when Luo Chen went out, he saw Yu Youyou sitting on the bridge, but there was Fang Ling who often made mistakes beside her, so Qingyi couldn't approach her directly.

After Fang Ling finally left, Qingyi came over immediately.

Yu Youyou looked at Qingyi's eyes that were half-hearted, but she felt that Qingyi was becoming more and more strange as she hadn't seen her for a long time. She looked at her for a while and then didn't look at her. She really didn't know why.

"Qingyi knows that Miss is waiting for Luo Chen, but today is the Dragon Boat Festival, and the dragon boat race in the city will pass by Huachun Boat. Miss can see the dragon boats from the boat, and can wait for Luo Chen again."

Hearing that there were dragon boat races to watch, Yu Youyou's eyes fell on the Huachun Boat on the canal. Thinking that she had nothing to do sitting on the bridge, she agreed:

"Okay, then, take me there."

"Yes." Qingyi saw Yu Youyou agreed and suppressed her excitement, fearing that she would go back on her word, and quickly took Yu Youyou on the boat.

When they arrived at Huachun Fang, Qingyi immediately ordered someone to clear out the best private room on the second floor and took Yu Youyou in.

"Miss, just wait here." Qingyi knelt in front of Yu Youyou, picked up the grapes on the table, peeled them and put them to Yu Youyou's mouth.

Yu Youyou leaned back to avoid the grape, looked at Qingyi strangely, and said, "No, I don't peel the grapes when I eat them."

Qingyi's hands froze in mid-air, and she smiled as if nothing had happened, "Miss, do you still need to eat loquats? I will peel them for you."

"No need." Yu Youyou waved her hand casually. It's not like she didn't have hands, so why should she need someone to help her peel the skin?

Qingyi originally thought that being alone with Yu Lanshu would give her a chance to get closer to her, but at this moment she refused everything and she was a little at a loss.

The ease that he had acquired from being among the dignitaries was also shattered, and Qingyi could only say angrily:

"Villain..."

But as soon as he opened his mouth, he was interrupted by Yu Youyou: "You don't have to keep calling yourself a villain. I don't need you to serve me. Just do whatever you want."

Hearing Yu Youyou's words, Qingyi looked up at Yu Youyou in surprise, but suddenly their eyes met.

Yu Youyou sat upright, looking at Qingyi with her round, apricot-like eyes. Those eyes were extremely clean, so clean and clear that it seemed as if there was no impurities at all.

Her eyes were calm, so calm that there were no ripples, and at the same time, there was no contempt or disdain that Qingyi was used to seeing, nor any arrogance. She just looked at him calmly, as if she was looking at everything in the world, as if he was no longer a lowly actor, but an ordinary person.

Whenever Qingyi looked at Yu Youyou, he would always lower his head and look submissive, because the humiliation etched in his bones for many years made it impossible for him to look her in the eye, so this was the first time that Qingyi looked Yu Youyou in the eye.

She was very beautiful, but not as enchanting as the other girls in Huachun Boat, nor as delicate as the other rich girls. She was like the Guanyin whom he secretly glimpsed when he went to the temple to burn incense, gazing at all living beings equally.

Somehow, Qingyi seemed to hear the beating of her own heart, clearly echoing in the music boat accompanied by the sound of bamboo silk.