Chapter 359

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Chapter 359: Those Wonderful Things

Love.

This word seems a bit distant to Bai Wei.

He has lived for a long time, seemingly never had a serious relationship with anyone. Perhaps there was one before, but gradually he lost the chance.

In the nineteenth generation of Diwu, it was impossible to fall in love. Looking back now, it was more like a family connection than love.

There is no one in the world who can perfectly replace another person. The so-called replacement actually means that the person from the past has been forgotten.

Bai Wei came to heal his inner wounds. He thought it would take a long time to accept, but in reality, Diwu Qiansui only took seven days to enter his heart… Men who appear to be stubborn and refuse with so many words often indicate how much they lack care and how sensitive they are, afraid of others touching their soft wounds deep within.

When he softened his heart for the first time, it marked the complete failure of resistance.

Boy meets girl.

Simple story.

After three years, they finally came close in a true sense for the first time.

Diwu Qiansui became the guide and held Bai Wei’s hand as they traveled through famous rivers and places. She wasn’t in a hurry to take Bai Wei back to their hometown like a girl eager to bring her lover back to settle down for a lifetime. Instead, she casually led him around.

They walked and stopped, seeing the vastness of the world. But after a few months, they realized that they had only traveled a small part of it.

In the blink of an eye, another six months had passed.

Bai Wei arrived on the outskirts of Diwu Qiansui’s hometown.

People became fewer and fewer, while the supernatural beings became more and more.

After crossing a certain boundary, Bai Wei became an outsider in this world. As a human, he seemed out of place, while Diwu Qiansui seemed liberated, unfurling six fluffy tails.

Bai Wei wanted to reach out and touch them, but she blushed and slapped his hand away.

Qiansui raised his finger and said, "So many eyes are watching, don’t mess around."

Bai Wei wondered, "So we can touch in private?"

They came at a fortunate time today, just in time for the Qiqiao Festival.

The streets and market were bustling throughout the whole night, with a starry sky above, flowing rivers and bridges.

The world of monsters was actually quite prosperous, and it reminded Bai Wei of the scenes in the southern part of the Qiantang River. He was so familiar with the scenery there that he couldn’t help but feel emotional.

The two of them walked and stopped in the market.

Suddenly, Diwu Qiansui’s eyes lit up and she smiled, saying, "Let’s make a bet."

Bai Wei asked, "What kind of bet?"

The little fox pointed to the pairs of monsters on the street and said, "Today is the Qiqiao Festival, do you know what it is for?"

Bai Wei nodded, he definitely didn’t forget. Rather, it seemed that the human tradition of Qiqiao Festival could also appear at the fairy market. It seemed that both humans and fairies wouldn’t miss any opportunity to make money.

She giggled, "There are a lot of goods at the market today. Let’s choose a gift for each other. Whoever chooses the better one, wins. What do you think?"

Bai Wei thought to himself, she’s such a silly girl. Is there really a difference between good and bad gifts?

He didn’t refuse and nodded, "Sure, it can be done. But what happens if we win or lose?"

Diwu Qiansui said, "If you win, you have to promise me something."

Bai Wei smiled and said, "And what if you lose?"

The fox spirit took a few steps back, hands behind her back, and bent down, "I won’t lose, I promise."

They parted ways, and Bai Wei continued to walk around the market. They agreed to meet after an hour, but he wasn’t in a rush and casually wandered around the market.

It didn’t take long for him to find a gift that he thought Qiansui would like.

A hairpin.

Bai Wei asked, "Is this hairpin for sale?"

The vendor nodded, "Yes, it is for sale, but it’s not cheap. It’s made of Kunlun jade."

Bai Wei took out a silver note.

"What is this?" The vendor tilted his head and looked at it, "A few pieces of torn paper won’t do."

Bai Wei was speechless. It suddenly occurred to him that silver notes were not accepted in this market. He had some silver coins with him, but they weren’t recognized here. The vendor said most transactions were done by bartering goods or exchanging for spiritual plants that could enhance cultivation.

What kind of cultivation realm?

Bai Wei stood in front of the stall, lost in thought. Without money, he probably wouldn’t be able to buy anything.

Seeing his distress, the vendor pointed at the young man, "Give me the thing around your waist, and I’ll give you this hairpin at the original price."

Bai Wei had a long sword hanging from his waist. The sword sheath had been lost many years ago, and its origin was not very mysterious. He had bought it and used it comfortably for seven or eight years.

He took off the long sword and handed it over. It was just a sword, and he didn’t really care about it. Besides, this sword had been in its sheath for a long time and didn’t even have a sheath.

The vendor took the precious sword and asked, "What is the name of this sword?"

Bai Wei had never thought about this question before. Zhan Zhao and Ouyang Chun had also asked, but he always answered "nameless". Now that he was finally going to part with it, Bai Wei thought he should give it a name. A brilliant idea flashed through his mind.

He said, "Yunhu."

An hour passed in the blink of an eye. Bai Wei stood on the stone bridge, waiting and gazing at the flowing water and the lights on the riverbank, his eyes slightly unfocused.

There were red ribbons with wooden plaques hanging from the willows not far away. He was thinking about whether or not he should write something and hang it up as well.

Then, he felt a gentle tap on his shoulder. He turned around and was about to ask her with a smile if she had received a nice gift.

But as he turned around, his gaze became fixated.

The girl is still the beautiful girl, but her long, black hair has been cut just below her shoulders.

"Is it inappropriate?" Diwu Qiansui touched her short hair nervously and asked.

"No, it’s very fitting." Bai Wei withdrew his surprised gaze, hiding his expression, and even said some cheesy compliments, "It looks so good that I couldn’t help but be distracted."

"Really? As long as you like it. You’ve mentioned before that girls with short hair look more lively, so I…" Diwu Qiansui’s fox ears twitched. "Speaking of which, guess what gift I brought you?"

Without waiting for Bai Wei’s answer, she took out a sheath for an obsidian sword from behind her. "Ta-da~ Surprise! Did you expect this? I saw your sword hanging on you before, but couldn’t find a suitable sheath. I knew I would find one here. This sheath is made of magical iron that can change size. It will definitely fit. Try it on with your sword."

The girl showed off her cleverness and enthusiasm but didn’t notice Bai Wei’s momentary hesitation and forced expression.

"Huh? Where’s your sword?" Diwu Qiansui also noticed that Bai Wei’s waist was empty, and his cherished sword was missing.

"…I sold it." Unable to hide it anymore, he could only tell the truth.

"Ah?" The little fox’s mind froze for a second. She widened her eyes, raised her small fist in anger, and swung it towards him, "You, you, you… idiot! Stupid! Unreasonable! I… I…"

She didn’t have any money left, the only valuable thing she had was her hair. The beautiful hair of the fairy fox was worth a lot, after all, it took ten years or even several decades for this hair to grow. The fairy fox cut off her own hair and exchanged it for this sword sheath, so of course she was angry that her plan didn’t work out.

But as Bai Wei took out the jade hairpin, her little dissatisfaction quickly disappeared.

Qiansui immediately understood, she opened her mouth and vaguely remembered, "It seems like we can’t use money here…"

The girl pursed her lips and looked at the innocent-looking young man. They looked at each other, like a naive fool encountering a clever one.

If she lost the treasure sword, she wouldn’t need the sword sheath anymore; if she lost her long hair, keeping the hairpin wouldn’t be useful either.

Bai Wei asked, "So, who won?"

Qiansui’s face showed no signs of worry or sadness, she smiled like never before, stood on the stone bridge, and shouted towards the river.

"Neither of us won, it’s a tie, both of you silly fools!"

Another wooden sign with a red ribbon hanging from a willow tree by the river during the Qiqiao Festival.

These stories are just small things in the journey, not really thrilling.

A very ordinary little story, but it is also a very ordinary and beautiful one. The scholar’s days became ordinary and beautiful, able to forget worries and unhappiness.

Those very beautiful things, just like pearls scattered on the ground after opening a box, shining brightly and easily picked up with just a reach.

Bai Wei fell into an ordinary and common love, like an ordinary person, enjoying every moment of beauty.

Until all the pearls in the box were completely poured out, leaving only an empty wooden box.

…

Three years later, Bai Wei fell into a coma, and Diwu Qiansui aged overnight.