Fall: Rebirth

Ye You sat cross-legged on the ground as usual, with her hands hanging naturally on her knees, her eyes closed, her face calm, as motionless as a sculpture. The night wind blew gently across her face, but failed to shake her at all.

Not long after, Wujiang appeared in front of Yeyou quietly like a ghost.

Recalling the scene of seeing Xiao Wu naked by the river just now, Wu Jiang's cheeks flushed instantly. He couldn't help but cover his cheeks with his hands, muttering to himself: "It's so embarrassing."

Ye You was keenly aware of Wujiang's presence. She opened her eyes slightly, looked up at Wujiang, with a hint of doubt in her eyes.

Wujiang seemed to realize his own gaffe and quickly wiped away the blush on his face and put on a serious expression.

Ye You asked softly, "What are you doing here?" Her voice was still cold, as if there was no emotion fluctuation.

Wujiang came back to his senses, slowly turned his head and looked at Yeyou, looking a little embarrassed, and asked cautiously: "God, did I disturb you?"

"No." Ye You replied coldly, with no change in his expression.

Seeing this, Wujiang felt a little relieved. He patted his chest gently and took a deep breath to relieve his tension.

"What happened that makes you so panicked?" Ye You looked up at Wujiang expressionlessly. There was no ripple on his face, only a pair of deep eyes flashing with a cold light.

"I..." Wujiang hesitated and couldn't say a word when asked this question.

Ye You's expression became even more confused. She stared at Wujiang, making Wujiang's face turn red in an instant.

Wujiang lowered his head, hesitated for a moment, then mustered up the courage to say, "Your Majesty, I just saw the clay doll I made today. He was by the river...with no clothes on." After saying that, Wujiang's face turned red again, like a ripe apple.

Ye You's brows furrowed slightly, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"If you're not wearing it, then you're not wearing it. Why make a fuss?" Ye You's tone was still cold.

Wujiang's face turned even redder when she heard Yeyou's answer. She stamped her feet, frowned and complained, "Oh... God, you have no feelings, you don't understand the relationship between men and women, so you naturally don't know how to be shy. If it were any other God, they would have the same reaction as me."

After a moment of silence, Ye You flashed a barely perceptible smile in his eyes, and said with a hint of sarcasm: "What? Are you trying to teach me a lesson?"

When Wujiang heard this, he couldn't help but panic. He lowered his head quickly, pouted and said softly: "Wujiang doesn't dare."

Seeing this, Ye You raised her lips slightly, then slowly stood up, her eyes revealing a kind of confidence and determination. She gently patted Wujiang's shoulder and said calmly: "Wujiang, you have to know that he is just a clay doll, without real life and emotions."

After hearing this, Wujiang nodded in sudden enlightenment and said, "Yes, I almost forgot."

Ye You heard this, and the corners of her mouth slightly raised, revealing a barely perceptible smile. She chuckled and said jokingly: "If you have the time to be anxious, you might as well study how to make your clay doll smarter, so that it won't strip naked in front of you next time."

Wujiang's face turned red all of a sudden. She lowered her head and muttered in a low voice a little embarrassedly: "I will try my best..."

At this time, Ling Han and Chu Heng came back. They had changed into dry clothes, and although their hair was still wet, they looked much more energetic.

Ling Han bowed to Ye You and said respectfully, "Master."

Chu Heng also bowed to Ye You and called out respectfully, "God."

Wujiang's face, which was already red when she saw Ling Han and Chu Heng, became even redder. She lowered her head, not daring to look at them. After all, they had witnessed the scene by the river just now. Wujiang wished she could find a crack to crawl into.

Ling Han and Chu Heng seemed to have guessed something when they saw Wujiang's look. They looked at each other with a hint of smile in their eyes, and they seemed to feel a little embarrassed.

At this moment, Xiao Wu also came back, but his clothes looked a little messy, as if he had not had time to tidy them up. As he walked, he lowered his head and tried to tie his belt.

Wujiang caught a glimpse of Xiaowu's appearance, and her face immediately turned red all the way to her ears. She immediately closed her eyes, turned into a wisp of green smoke, and quickly disappeared from the spot.

Ye You looked at the direction where Wujiang left, shook his head helplessly, and sighed secretly in his heart.

Ling Han and Chu Heng smiled at each other and couldn't help but burst into laughter.

They both looked at Xiao Wu at the same time and found that Xiao Wu's clothes were in a shabby state and he seemed to have no idea how to dress himself properly.

At this time, Xiao Wu was like an innocent child, with clear and transparent eyes, full of endless curiosity and ignorance.

Ling Han looked at Xiao Wu's innocent appearance, and a warm feeling surged in his heart. He took two steps forward, helped Xiao Wu put on his clothes, and said softly: "Xiao Wu, remember, you can't appear in front of girls in tattered clothes in the future, or they will be shy."

Xiao Wu looked at Ling Han innocently and nodded as if he understood.

"Xiao Wu?" Ye You frowned slightly and looked at Ling Han with cold eyes. His voice was cold and calm, but it revealed a hint of doubt.

After hearing what Ye You said, Ling Han explained, "Master, this is the name we just gave him." As he spoke, he gently helped Xiao Wu tidy up his clothes.

Chu Heng on the side sighed softly, crossed his arms, and watched quietly as Ling Han helped Xiao Wu tidy up his clothes.

Ye You stood alone with his hands behind his back, silently watching the backs of Ling Han and Chu Heng and Xiao Wu walking away, and fell into deep thought.

Ye You's thoughts drifted away, and she recalled what Wu Jiang had said to her just now. Wu Jiang told her that because she had no love, she could not understand the feelings between men and women. Ye You pondered the deep meaning of this sentence in secret, and couldn't help but feel confused.

She looked down at her hands, feeling the warmth from her fingertips. She wondered if the absence of love meant that she would never experience the blushing, heart-pounding, and shy feeling, and she would never understand why someone would be willing to be trapped by love.

This question lingered in her mind, and her eyes were deep and distant, as if she had crossed the boundaries of time and space and seen everything in the past.

Because she never understood why the God of Mist would rather be tortured than drink the love potion and forget the painful past.

What exactly is love?