Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 228 Doll (Part )

So, Lin Huan and the puppet strolled leisurely in the Chihuyan area of ​​Liyue. It was still as lively as before, but it had a different charm after years of carving. They walked slowly through the shops, and indulged themselves in the mellow and rich fireworks atmosphere of Liyue.

When they arrived at the door of Boyang's teahouse, Lin Huan unexpectedly ran into an old friend. Ye Qi stood there quietly with the little girl in her hand. The breath of mortals and the immortal power around Lin Huan intertwined, as if two different worlds were touching, with a clear boundary that was regrettable. The moment Boyang's daughter looked up at Lin Huan, her expression changed in an instant, becoming extremely complicated. Although she deliberately made a distant gesture, there seemed to be thousands of words surging in the depths of her eyes, hiding deep feelings that were difficult to express. All of this fell clearly into the eyes of the puppet.

Boyang's granddaughter's eyes, big as black gemstones, were full of curiosity. She gently tugged at the corner of her mother, Madam Yeqi's clothes, and asked crisply, "Mother, why is this beautiful sister staring at us? It's as if she was cast under a spell of immobilization."

Ye Qi's expression was obscure, but she still maintained her calm demeanor. She neither called Aunt Lin Huan nor turned away, but just stood there quietly, like a sculpture. After a long time, she gently replied to her daughter, "It's just... an old friend."

At this moment, the air seemed to be stagnant, and an indescribable emotion was quietly spreading.

The puppet beside him frowned slightly, with a hint of dissatisfaction and doubt in his eyes. His eyes moved back and forth between Madam Ye Qi and Lin Huan, and he secretly speculated on the complicated situation in front of him. His lightly trembling eyelashes showed his inner restlessness. He really couldn't understand why Ye Qi wanted to distance herself from Lin Huan so deliberately, even though he knew clearly that the relationship between them was not as simple as "old friends".

Finally, the puppet could no longer suppress the surging emotions in his heart and could not help but snort and laugh coldly.

"Humph! This is really ridiculous. What's going on now? Even the acting skills of deceiving people are so poor! Can't you pretend to be more decent?" The puppet's words were like a stone thrown into a calm lake, instantly breaking the stalemate. His voice was full of anger and disdain, and the slightly rising tone seemed to be sharply questioning Madam Yeqi's behavior. He stared at Madam Yeqi's eyes, as if he wanted to see through her true thoughts at a glance.

Madam Ye Qi's expression changed slightly, and a hint of barely perceptible panic flashed across her eyes. She opened her mouth slightly, as if she wanted to explain something, but in the end she remained silent. She just stood there quietly, looking at Lin Huan and the puppet with a complicated look in her eyes.

Boyang's granddaughter was shocked by the puppet's words. She hid behind her mother and looked at the puppet timidly, her eyes full of curiosity and fear. She didn't understand why this stranger was so angry, nor did she know what kind of past there was between her mother and this beautiful sister.

At this time, Lin Huan turned her head slightly to look at the puppet, with helplessness and a hint of pain in her eyes. She shook her head gently, indicating that the puppet did not need to continue.

"Yu Qing... Never mind, let's just leave it at that. I'm fine." Lin Huan whispered softly. Then, she slowly turned around and looked at Ye Qi, with a faint smile on her face.

"This child... is very cute." After a pause, her voice became softer, "You are also very good. Over the years... I have lived in seclusion in the mountains and missed many things... I am really sorry..."

Ye Qi trembled slightly when she heard Lin Huan's words, and a complex and incomprehensible look flashed in her eyes. She opened her mouth, but didn't know where to start. After a long time, she slowly said: "Aunt, this is not your fault, please don't say that. Fate is unpredictable, we all have our own choices... This is not your fault..." Ye Qi's voice trembled slightly, she tried her best to remain calm, but the waves in her heart were difficult to hide.

"Her name is Xiaoyao, and she has been very sensible since she was young. She often asks us about stories about immortals, but I don't know how to tell her about those past events." Ye Qi's eyes revealed a touch of tenderness as she looked at her daughter hiding behind her.

"Perhaps, one day she will understand... the fate between people in this world is about joys and sorrows, separations and reunions, gatherings and separations..." Speaking of this, Ye Qi sighed quietly, "Aunt, I hope your road ahead will be safe and worry-free, and everything will go smoothly and satisfyingly."

After saying that, Ye Qi took her daughter's hand again, turned around quietly, and walked slowly into the house. The door of the teahouse slowly closed in front of her eyes, as if hiding the many stories and complicated emotions of the past behind it, leaving only a vague melancholy lingering in the air for a long time.