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

The dawn of the New Year is just breaking, a faint golden red appears on the horizon, the morning air is filled with the smell of firecrackers, and the sunlight shines through the curtains onto the bed, warm and soft.

The first thing Zhang Qiling saw when he opened his eyes was Han Yan's peaceful sleeping face. He tilted his head, lowered his eyes slightly, and stared at her without blinking.

Under the rising sun, she is like a rose, quiet and charming. The tranquility revealed between her brows is like a wisp of cloud and smoke between mountains and rivers, so beautiful.

"Brother, why do you wake up so early every time?"

Even with her eyes closed, Han Yan could feel Zhang Qiling's smiling gaze. Her voice was low and hoarse, with a hint of drunkenness from the early morning, and was particularly seductive.

"The sun is out now. What do you want for breakfast? I'll go out and buy it."

"Buy more fried dough sticks and soy milk. Wu Xie and Xiao Hua are here."

"Okay, wait until I come back."

"Yeah, I know. Wear something warmer before going out. It's very cold."

"it is good."

Zhang Qiling kissed her rosy lips lightly, turned over, put on his clothes, looked at Han Yan who still had her eyes closed, and a smile appeared on his lips.

In the early morning sunshine, the ice and snow slowly melted, the air became warm and clear, and was filled with the unique freshness after the snow.

The wind blew, blowing off the clumps of white snow piled on the roof and branches.

Han Yan opened her eyes and looked at the warm sunlight outside the window, then got up drowsily, took the clothes on the rack, and put them on one by one.

"Sister Hanyan, you're up. Fatty said he was going out to buy breakfast. He asked me to ask you and little brother what you want to eat?"

"The young man has already gone out to buy it. He should be home soon."

"Ah, so early? Then I'll go tell Fatty Brother not to go."

Yuncai hurried downstairs and called out to the fat man who had walked to the courtyard with Wu Xie. They all looked up at the balcony on the second floor and waved to Han Yan.

"Hanyan, come down quickly. You can't sleep in on the first day of the new year."

"That's right, come down quickly and call Old Zhang. No matter how Tianzhen and I call him, he refuses to get up."

Wu Xie and Fatty pointed to the bedroom on the first floor. Zhang Yecheng was lying on the bed with his eyes closed, listening to the conversation outside, with a smile on his face gradually deepening.

"Okay, come right away."

As soon as Han Yan finished speaking, Zhang Qiling pushed the door open and walked in with breakfast in his hand. Wu Xie and Fatty hurriedly stepped forward with a smile and took the breakfast from him.

"Yan Yan, wear something thicker. It's very cold."

"it is good."

Han Yan took a look at Zhang Qiling's clothes, turned back to the room, and got a thick down jacket for Zhang Qiling. When she reached the corner of the stairs, she happened to meet Xie Yuchen and Hei Xiazi who were coming down the stairs.

"Xiaohua, Mr. Hei, good morning."

"Morning, sister."

"Good morning, sister~~~"

Hei Xiazi imitated Xie Yuchen's tone, but the ending tone slowly rose, sounding nonchalant, making people want to punch him.

Before Han Yan could say anything, Xie Yuchen had already swung his fist at Hei Xia Zi. He made a face with his teeth bared, and people who didn't know him would probably really think that he was in pain.

Xie Yuchen and Han Yan looked at Hei Xia Zi together. His pretentious look made them speechless.

"Just take your time to act here, sister. Don't worry about him. Let's go downstairs and have breakfast."

"Well, Mr. Hei, your acting is a bit exaggerated, really."

Han Yan smiled and teased, then followed Jie Yuchen down the stairs, leaving Hei Xia Zi standing there alone, watching the two of them leave with a smile.

"Brother, clothes."

Zhang Qiling took the down jacket she handed over, put it on the sofa, and pointed to the air conditioner in the living room.

"The fat guy turned on the air conditioner, but it's not cold."

"What are you waiting for? Come and eat. It's getting cold. Oh, Old Zhang hasn't gotten up yet. Hanyan, go and call him. We can't get him up."

"No, you can call him here."

Han Yan said as she turned to look in the direction of Zhang Yecheng's bedroom, and shouted loudly amid everyone's puzzled gazes.

"Master, you are already very old. It is not good for your health to skip breakfast."

As soon as she said this, the doubts on everyone's faces disappeared instantly. They smiled knowingly and started to busy themselves with their own things.

Zhang Yecheng hated it most when people used his age as an issue. It would be strange if he didn't just rush out when he was provoked so blatantly in the early morning.

Sure enough, before everyone had sat down, Zhang Yecheng walked quickly into the living room in his slippers and glared at Han Yan angrily.

Zhang Qiling looked at Han Yan, who had a calm and nonchalant expression on her face, as if she didn't take it seriously at all. He curled his thin lips slightly, and his eyes were as bright as clear water.

"You little bitch! Happy New Year! Are you looking for a fight?"

"Master, don't even think about hitting me now. You can't even catch me."

Han Yan slowly took out the golden and crispy fried dough sticks from the bag, shaking his head with a smug smile on his face.

When Zhang Yecheng thought of her true identity and abilities, he felt a lump in his heart. He glared at her unconvincedly and sat down next to Xiliu.

Xi Liu looked at Zhang Yecheng's expression, pushed a bowl of hot porridge in front of him, and said something that seemed to comfort him but was actually heartbreaking.

"Mr. Zhang, why are you doing this? You can't win the argument or the fight. Come eat quickly, the buns are getting cold."

Zhang Mo paused after biting off the egg, turned to look at Xi Liu who was smiling, and gave him a thumbs up.

"You know how to hurt my heart."

We sat around the table, eating a hot, fragrant breakfast, chatting, joking, and playing around. Everyone's face was filled with the most sincere smile.

On the first day of the new year, everyone gathered together just like on New Year's Eve, and no one said they wanted to leave.

The cold wind blew a few snowflakes down. Gradually, the snow fell heavier and heavier, and the ground was soon covered with a layer of crystal white.

Han Yan stood on the path in the courtyard wearing a cloak, staring at the red camellia flowers blooming in the distance, and the laughter of her friends could be heard in her ears.

In a corner that no one noticed, a flashing star gate suddenly appeared out of nowhere. Xingchen looked at the familiar scene and objects in front of him, and couldn't wait to walk out of the star gate.

"Owner!"

The moment Xingchen saw Hanyan, he rushed to Hanyan's side at lightning speed and knocked her to the ground before Hanyan could react.

"Yanyan!"

"elder sister."

"Han Yan."

"Sister Hanyan."

Everyone stood up and ran towards Han Yan's position.

Zhang Qiling pulled away Xingchen who was lying on Hanyan with a sullen face. There was a chill in his clear and cold eyes, and ice and snow were surging in his eyes.

"Yan Yan, are you hurt from the fall?"

He helped her stand up, reached out to brush away the snow on her hair, and when he looked at her, the coldness in his eyes was gone, replaced by deep worry.

Everyone gathered together and looked at the stars that suddenly appeared, their eyes revealing absolute indifference and coldness.