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

As the night deepened, the sound of firecrackers could still be heard from outside the courtyard wall.

Wu Xie and Wu Sanxing took Huo Ling and Chen Wenjin to stay at Wu's house for one night.

Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi originally wanted to go out for a few more drinks, but before they could leave, Xie Yuchen was forcibly dragged to Wu Xie's house by Xie Lianhuan.

When Hei Xia Zi saw that Xie Yuchen had left, he felt there was no point in staying there, so he followed him to Wu Xie's house.

Pan Zi packed up the iron rack for roasting the whole lamb, stood up, said goodbye, and returned home.

Now that Wu Sansheng is back, he bought a small house next to Wu Sansheng's house and would hang out in front of Wu Sansheng's house every day whether he had anything to do or not.

Xiliu, Zhang Mo and Fatty lived in the bedroom on the first floor under Zhang Hanyan's arrangement, while Huo Xiuxiu, Aning and Yuncai lived in the bedroom on the third floor.

Late at night, everyone was fast asleep. Zhang Hanyan looked at the pitch-black night outside.

He reluctantly got up from the warm bed, yawned, and walked out of the room, to the door of Huo Xiuxiu's room.

The light in Huo Xiuxiu's room was still on. She woke up and knocked on the door gently, "Can I come in?"

"Okay, I'm not asleep yet."

Zhang Hanyan pushed the door open and walked in. Huo Xiuxiu was sitting in front of the dressing table, fixing her hair.

"It's so late, what's up?"

Huo Xiuxiu looked at Zhang Hanyan, who was sitting down by herself, with a puzzled look on her face.

Zhang Hanyan didn't want to spend too much time on what she was going to say next, so she just got straight to the point.

It was late at night and she wanted to finish her talk quickly and go back to bed early.

"I came to you because of Xiliu. I want to talk to you, Xiuxiu, about the fact that you like Xiliu, but Xiliu said... he doesn't want to.

He found me and asked me to help you stop bothering him. For this, he said...

Since you like his face, he would rather scratch his own face than…"

She didn't say the rest of the words because she knew that Huo Xiuxiu was so smart that she would definitely understand.

Huo Xiuxiu stood there in a daze, not moving the comb in her hand for a long time.

She didn't expect that Xiliu was willing to scratch her face in order to get rid of her pursuit.

"So, he really doesn't like me at all? Is that right?"

Zhang Hanyan did not answer her. This was an established fact and there was no need to say more.

"Xiu Xiu, the Zhang family has a long lifespan. Your decades are nothing but a fleeting moment for Xi Liu.

If he likes you too, then there is no problem with you being together, but the problem now is that he doesn't like you.

Moreover, your love has caused him trouble and worry. Xiuxiu, you are a smart girl.

I hope you can think about this matter carefully... It's getting late, you should have a good rest."

Zhang Hanyan stood up and walked to the door. She paused with her hand on the door. She pondered for a moment and spoke in a low voice.

"Xiu Xiu, it's best if you can figure it out yourself. If Xi Liu asks me for help, I will definitely help him."

The door was opened and then closed again. The tightly closed door isolated the outside world and the person sitting quietly in the room.

As soon as Zhang Hanyan turned the corner of the third floor, she ran into Zhang Qiling who was waiting for her at the stairs.

He silently put the clothes in his hand on her, touched her cold hands, and his brows frowned instantly.

"Go back with me."

Zhang Qiling bent down, picked her up and strode to the door of her room, pushed it open, and put her in the thick quilt.

"Why is it still so cold..."

He held her still cold hands and feet, his eyes filled with heartache.

"Brother..."

Zhang Hanyan gently tugged at his sleeve and said, "Go back to bed. It's late. I'll be warm enough by myself."

Zhang Qiling didn't say much. He silently put her hand under the quilt, got up, closed the door, and walked back.

Under her puzzled gaze, he simply lifted a corner of the quilt and lay down beside her.

He stretched out his arms and held her tightly in his arms, using his body temperature to warm her hands and feet.

"Go to sleep, this way you won't be cold."

Zhang Hanyan looked up and reached out her hand to smooth his furrowed brows. She smiled and put her arms around his waist, leaned into his arms, and buried her head in his chest.

"Brother..."

"Ok?"

Zhang Qiling waited for a long time, but she didn't speak again.

He looked down at her. She had fallen into a deep sleep, her long eyelashes trembling like a butterfly spreading its wings to fly.

He raised his hand and gently brushed the hair that was scattered on her face behind her ears, then lowered his head and kissed her forehead.

Yanyan...you must be safe and happy, worry-free every year...

Zhang Qiling put his arms around her waist and slept with her in the silent night.

In the early morning, the food scraps scattered in the courtyard attracted many birds. They chirped and flapped their wings, dancing in the breeze, playing a cheerful melody.

Huo Xiuxiu, who had not slept all night, opened the door with dark circles under her eyes. As soon as she went downstairs, she met Xi Liu who just opened the door.

She stared at Xiliu motionlessly, making Xiliu look puzzled.

"Miss Huo, what's the matter?"

Miss Huo, every time they met, he always called her Miss Huo, always so cold and distant.

No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't close the distance between them.

On the contrary, her probing, her approaching, pushed him further and further away.

Huo Xiuxiu originally thought that as long as she persisted and persevered, she would be able to touch his heart one day.

But last night, Zhang Hanyan told her that Xiliu would rather cut her face than be with her.

She thought about it all night, and finally this morning when the sun rose and the first ray of sunlight shone into the room.

Think clearly, since it is known that this is a heart that can never be warmed up, then... don't warm it up...

Isn't it just a man? It doesn't matter if you can't chase her. I, Huo Xiuxiu, have money and beauty. There are a lot of men chasing after me.

Why should I hang myself on this tree? It's not worth it, it really is not worth it...

Huo Xiuxiu looked at Xiliu's pretty face and smiled despite Xiliu's puzzled gaze.

"Xi Liu, don't worry, I've thought it through. I won't continue to bother you anymore. When we meet again in the future, we'll just be friends."

As she spoke, she looked up at the bright sunshine, and the smile on her face was as bright as the sunshine.

"I'm leaving now, see you later!"

Huo Xiuxiu strode towards the door without any intention of looking back at Xiliu.

Xiliu looked at her departing back, thought of what she had just said, and couldn't help but let out a long sigh of relief.

"See you later, Miss Huo."

A breeze blew by, and his words were carried by the wind to Huo Xiuxiu's ears.

A relieved smile appeared on Huo Xiuxiu's face. She reached out to open the door, stepped out, and turned around to close the door.

The whole set of movements was done in one go, smoothly and effortlessly, without any hesitation, and without even looking at Xiliu.