The End Times as a Song

Chapter 503: Concern leads to chaos

Yan Cai sighed helplessly and couldn't help but scold Li Luo a few times.

Is my mother still angry?

A hint of unease flashed across Li Luo's face, and she asked Yan Cai in a low voice.

"If it were me, I'd be angry too. Every time you leave Qingqiu to find Tu Shanyan on the secret orders of the Nine-Tailed Fox Clan Chief Tu Shan Qi, when have you ever told your mother...?"

Yan Cai got angry just thinking about it. She and Li Luo were best friends since childhood, inseparable. However, every time Li Luo was ordered to persuade Tu Shan Yan to return, she never informed her family or her best friend beforehand. She clasped her hands in front of her chest and said through gritted teeth.

"I'm just scared that my mother won't let me go find Ayan...!"

Li Luo replied to Yan Cai with a slightly guilty conscience.

"That's true, don't worry! You don't need to be afraid when you go home this time, I'm here with you...!"

Tu Shanyan returned to the east wing of Jingxin Garden. He entered the room, sat down, poured himself a cup of tea, and began to drink it.

"Ouch, that hurts so much. That girl Tu Shanlong really went all out. My face will probably take a while to recover."

Tu Shanyan touched the wound on his face and sighed.

"Now that Yan Cai is gone and Li Luo is gone, it's much quieter, and I'm actually a little unaccustomed to it."

Tu Shanyan held a cup in one hand and rested his chin on the other. He thought of Yan Cai and Li Luo and suddenly felt a little troubled.

"Never mind that, let's treat this wound first...!"

Tu Shanyan suddenly put down the cup, slapped his leg and stood up, then used magic to heal his wound.

"Once this is done, I'll get some sleep first. There's still a lot to deal with."

Tu Shanyan walked to his bedside and jumped onto it. He rested his head on his left hand, holding a red string bell in his right hand, lost in thought. He crossed his legs and unconsciously thought of Huan Rugo.

"Huanhuan, have you returned to Fangcao Village? Have you missed me...? Once I've settled things in Qingqiu, no one can stop me from coming to find you...!"

Tu Shan Yan talked to himself while looking at the red rope bell, as if the red rope bell was Huan Ru Ge.

"Huanhuan...! I miss you so much...!" Tu Shanyan murmured softly, as if those words could reach the ears of the person far away. He carefully held the string of red bells in his hands, feeling their warmth and weight, just as he would hold his own burning heart. Then, he slowly pressed the red bells to his heart, closed his eyes, and his mind was filled with Huanruge's beautiful and moving figure and her gentle and sweet smile. And so, accompanied by endless longing for Huanruge, Tu Shanyan slowly drifted off to sleep, his lips still unconsciously moving slightly, repeatedly whispering Huanruge's name.

Meanwhile, Huan Rugo was closely following behind Lin Yin. Suddenly, without warning, she began to sneeze incessantly: "Achoo...! Achoo...!" The sneezing made her dizzy and unsteady on her feet.

Hearing the sound, Lin Yin, who was walking ahead, stopped and turned around. Seeing Huan Rugo's disheveled appearance, his heart tightened, but he maintained his usual cold expression.

However, upon closer inspection, one could discern a subtle tenderness hidden deep within his eyes. He frowned slightly and asked in a slightly reproachful tone, "What's wrong? Did you catch a cold...?"