The Rebirth of the Stormy Prosperity Strategy

A small white car stopped outside the flower shop. Lan Xing got out of the car and looked up at the flower shop called "9 Days". The flower shop was decorated in a very simple white style, and it was even more beautiful with the decoration of these flowers.

"How did the dean find this store so far away?" She sighed and walked in: "Is the boss here?"

The girl walked down from the second floor. Her long black hair was tied into a whip and placed on her left shoulder. It was decorated with a few small flowers. She was wearing a green and white pastoral-style skirt that just stopped at her knees. She had a white lace apron tied in front of her. A large mask covered most of her face, revealing only a pair of eyes that were slightly bluish-purple. For some reason, this girl gave her a sense of familiarity as if they were from the same clan, but they had never met before.

"Excuse me, sir, what kind of flowers do you need?"

Lan Xing took out the list and handed it to her: "Can I have the complete set?"

The girl looked at the list and nodded: "Okay."

When their eyes met, she could see the strange color in the girl's eyes, a very familiar color.

"Are you wearing colored contact lenses?" Lan Xing asked.

The girl chuckled: "No, it's natural." She turned around and poured her a cup of tea, asked her to sit down, and went to arrange the flowers.

As soon as she took a sip of the water, she found it was not tea but wine, with a faint fruity aroma mixed with the scent of flowers, which was very familiar. She was startled and took another sip. Yes, it was that taste.

"This……"

"There is a story like this." The girl interrupted her, "Once there was a woman who took in a disciple and treated him very badly. But one day, the master's temperament changed drastically, and what she did to the disciple was very different from before. However, no matter how much she doted on her disciple, she still pushed him off a cliff when he was eighteen years old. Five years later, the disciple returned after drinking blood, and the two of them expressed their feelings to each other. Unfortunately, in the end, the master died to protect the disciple. Lovers are separated by life and death. Am I right?"

The girl took off her mask and raised her lips slightly: "Mo Xiaolan."

Lan Xing stood up suddenly, and the chair behind her made a sharp sound. She covered her mouth and looked at the person in front of her in disbelief, a person who was very similar to her, the only difference was his eyes.

"Who are you?" His guard suddenly rose. The girl in front of him knew everything about that world. She must be no simple person.

"Me?" The girl smiled and squinted her eyes and said, "My surname is Dongfang, my given name is Naiyi, and I'm the owner of this flower shop. At the same time..." She opened her eyes a little, and her pupils glowed slightly, "I'm also the Lady of the Nine Heavens. You should be able to vaguely feel that there is a resonance between us, because you are my reincarnation, a wisp of my soul."

Naiyi walked to her side and hooked a strand of hair from her shoulder: "Love brings us together, love breaks, welcome to the "Nine Heavens"."

She took Lan Xing to the second floor and pushed open the door. The inside and outside had two different styles. As soon as she entered the room, she was greeted by a faint scent of gardenia. The furniture in the whole room was made of red sandalwood, and there was a magnolia lamp on the table.

"The fate of the previous life can be continued in this life, it can be determined in this life, and it can be continued in the next life, but now, the only people who come to me are those who want to continue the fate in this life." Nai Yi supported his head with one hand: "You can say that I am trapped here to atone for my sins."

"Atonement? Gods also make mistakes?" Lan Xing pulled out the stool opposite her and sat down and asked.

"Is God always right?" Nai Yi puffed up his cheeks: "God can make mistakes to others and to himself, and you are one of my redeemed sinners, so we can meet in this life."

"Stop, I'm a little confused, can you speak more carefully?"

"To be more specific, I ruined your life in the last life for my own selfish interests." Nai Yi's eyes lowered a little: "So, as long as you are willing to let me atone for my sins, I will definitely do my best to help you."

"Then I want to go back." Lan Xing grabbed her hand: "I want to go back to that world."

"Sure, but you have to know what happened first." Nai Yi put on that mysterious smile again: "You should be able to feel that it is not just a simple world in a novel. That world is simply a new world, so your appearance can change many things."

"Indeed." Lan Xing said, "I know the story of that world, so I know how things develop, but the novel does not restrict the development of the world, and even allows me to change it, etc."

She suddenly thought of something and crossed her hands unconsciously: "Although the story in the original novel is very different from the world I live in, it is exactly the same as the other parallel world without me. If the original novel is not a confinement code, but a simple text record, then it should be recorded in Mo Qingge's world. If there is no me in Mo Xiaolan's world..."

"It will overlap with Mo Qingge's world." Nai Yi took a sip of tea and continued to ask: "Then who wrote this story, and who guided you to that world?"

"The novel is about Snow Girl... No."

My thoughts went back a long time ago, to my sophomore year, when Xue Yatou had no inspiration and was depressed for several days. Suddenly one day, she came back happily.

"Blue girl, come and look at the new novel I wrote."

That was the first draft of the original novel. Although it was not detailed, it had the outline of the novel's plot.

"This looks like a novel with a male protagonist?" Lan Xing raised an eyebrow. "Aren't you a writer of novels with female protagonists? Are you planning to change your career?"

"Although this is a male-centered novel, the story attracted me, so I'm still willing to write it." She held the notebook and took a deep breath: "Dating apps are really good things, but it's a pity that the senior sister didn't write with me, but only gave me a general idea. Judging from the address, she is also a student in our school. I really want to meet her."

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"This story was not originally written by Xue Yatou, but was revised. Someone else told this story." Lan Xing opened her eyes and bit her lip. "But, it's been many years, and I haven't communicated with that person. How can I find him?"

"Anyone who knows this in detail must be someone who participated. Who else besides you has participated?"

"Participate..." She raised her head suddenly: "Mo Qingge, her soul has always been in the same body with my soul. She is the only one who knows about this. But how did she communicate with Xue Yatou?"

“Ahem.” Naiyi coughed twice. “You’re not that stupid. You guessed it with just a few hints. Since you guessed it yourself, it doesn’t count as me revealing it to the world.”

"So, the person who made this story public was Mo Qingge?" Lan Xing asked tentatively in a low voice.

"The client requested confidentiality, so I have no right to disclose it." She stood up, walked to the bookshelf behind her, took out a thick book and opened it: "When you started to go to that world, it happened to be a blood moon. It was not so obvious because it was daytime."

"So when the blood moon appears again, I can go back?"

"If it were that simple, everyone could go." She put down the book in her hand: "In the beginning, you were able to go because of the opportunity given by Mo Qingge. Now that she is not with you, you need a new opportunity. Actually, that thing is right next to you."

"What is it?" asked Blue Star.

"The original text of the novel, bring it here tonight at 8 o'clock and find it, not a minute later."

The sound of wind chimes rang out, and new guests came downstairs. Two people came downstairs one after another. The guests were wearing school uniforms, with a black schoolbag on one shoulder and their left hand in their trouser pockets, looking like a high school student.

He is... Ming Fan?

Lan Xing was a little surprised. The boy also saw her, but because she was wearing a mask, he didn't recognize who she was. Instead, he recognized Nai Yi, who was leading the way, as Lan Xing. He opened his mouth wide and shouted, "Aren't you that that that that that female star? And you also work part-time as a flower seller?"

Nai Yi's face was dark, and he turned to Lan Xing and said, "Go find the things first, I'll wait for you here. Remember, the sooner the better."

"Then he..." Lan Xing hinted at "Ming Fan".

"It's been so long. He's been reincarnated countless times, and has walked the Yellow Springs Road and the Naihe Bridge countless times. He is no longer the person you knew. Although his appearance has not changed, who can say for sure."

The time now is four o'clock in the afternoon. It will take about an hour to go back from here. The original text is in her home. When she graduated, Xue Yatou gave her the original text as a graduation gift. She has protected it very well over the years. Perhaps this is God's will.

"Damn it!" She slammed her hand on the steering wheel. "It's rush hour, and there's a traffic jam.

After being stuck in traffic for nearly an hour, I finally got home. It was six o'clock and there was still time.

When she went out with the original text, the uninvited guest had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

"If I don't come to you, will you not come to me?" Lin Yu raised his head and looked at her: "I have thought a lot these days. I shouldn't say those words, but since we are lovers, we should share each other's stories, including..."

"Let's break up." Lan Xing walked past him without waiting for him to finish his words. She was wrong in the beginning, treating Lin Yu as a substitute for Mo Luofan. Even if she hadn't met Nai Yi and didn't know that she could go back today, she would have gone to Lin Yu to break up. Since she couldn't be devoted to others, she should stop hurting him.

"Why?" Lin Yu grabbed her arm: "Is it because one of your exes came back?"

"No." She tried hard to pull her hand free, but there was a huge power gap between men and women, so she couldn't break free: "I really have something important to do, let go first."

"I asked Sister Yunyun, you don't have any announcements today."

"Does my business have to be official business?" Blue Star roared.

"But I have something very important to tell you tonight!" Lin Yu grabbed her shoulders and said, "Can we talk about it today?"

drop--

The mobile phone assistant issued an orange thunderstorm warning for tonight. The sky became dark and there were occasional thunder and lightning.

"There's nothing to say." Lan Xing shook off his hand and ran forward on her own. At the fork in the road, a motorcycle came quickly and was about to hit her. Lin Yu immediately pushed her. The motorcycle passed by, still cursing, saying that they were risking their lives.

"Text!" The moment Lin Yu pushed her, the notebook slipped out of his hand, drew an arc in the air, and fell into the community fountain.

When they pulled the papers out of the water, the handwriting on some pages had become blurred. Lin Yu wanted to pull her up, but she slapped him away and left without looking back.

Due to the thunderstorm, the roads were filled with people rushing to get home, and the long traffic jam stretched from the east to the west of the city.

Waiting like this was not a solution. Lan Xing bit her lower lip and immediately gave up on transportation and started running instead. Only one third of the distance was left. She could make it, definitely.

It was raining heavily. Nai Yi was standing in front of the flower shop, holding a transparent umbrella. The whole street was closed, and only this flower shop was brightly lit.

She reached out her hand and caught a few drops of rootless water, which flowed through her fingers. She looked at her watch. It was seven fifty-five.

In the distance, a figure running in the rain came towards her.

"Three more minutes." Naiyi smiled at her and raised the umbrella to shield her from the moon: "You can't see the moon tonight."

Lan Xing was shocked, with disappointment on her face: "Is it possible that it is not possible?"

"Although you can't see the moon, it always exists." There is something else behind these words.

The wind chimes tinkled, a flash of lightning streaked across the sky, illuminating half the sky, and Lan Xing hugged the notebook tightly in his hand.

When I opened my eyes again, there were still streets and heavy rain in front of me.

Eight o'clock one——

"Why?" She turned to look at the person next to her. Nai Yi took the notebook out of her arms, flipped through it casually, and handed it back: "The text is destroyed."

No matter how well she protected it, it was still made of paper and would be destroyed if it fell into water.

Exhausted, Lan Xing sat down on the ground. She couldn't tell whether the water hitting her face was tears or rain. Nai Yi didn't comfort her. She had seen such situations so many times that she had become numb to it.