After provoking the holy maiden of Miao territory, she was infected with a love curse.

Hearing those few coquettish words, even a heart as hard as stone would soften.

Yin Huaixi said helplessly, "Fine, I wasn't going to give you a red envelope anyway."

"But it's too early to give it to you now, it wouldn't feel like a proper ceremony. Let's wait until midnight to give it to you."

"There were fireworks then, they were very beautiful."

Upon hearing Yin Huaixi say this, Sang Che's eyes immediately crinkled with a smile.

Sang Che: "Oh, this was something I had from the beginning. Was it specially prepared for me by Huai Xi?"

"That would be my honor."

Yin Huaixi: "..."

Yin Huaixi: "It's because I'm of a higher generation that I should give red envelopes to the younger generation. You're just doing this on the side, is that alright?"

Everyone could tell that this was a joke; the red envelope Yin Huaixi gave Sang Che was hand-knitted by her.

Inside were red banknotes and the newly chosen wedding rings of Yin Huaixi.

Sang Che has also become addicted to acting.

"Huaixi, then I won't do as you say."

Before Yin Huaixi could react, Sang Che turned her completely upright, hugged her, and kissed her.

The down jacket made a soft, rustling sound, tickling one's ears.

The sweltering heat enveloped her entire body, and Yin Huaixi felt as if all the blood in her body was rushing to her head. Her mouth was gagged, and she could only let out soft whimpers.

From the moment he got into the car, Sang Che wanted to kiss those lips; the thought drove him crazy, and he couldn't control himself.

Because there were still other people around, Sang Che had been holding back. But now that there were only two of them, Sang Che couldn't hold back any longer.

My grandparents' house was built later; it has white walls and gray tiles, giving it a traditional feel, unlike the other houses in the village, which are all in the style of European villas.

The large bed in Yin Huaixi's room is an old wooden bed, made of excellent wood with exquisite carvings.

With his back pressed against the shelf, making a "creak, creak" sound, Sang Che showed no intention of stopping.

She was too greedy for this.

"Ah Che...stop..."

"We still need to eat later..."

Clutching the sash of Sang Che's trench coat, Yin Huaixi's voice was full of helplessness. Her breath was almost completely stolen away, and she could only gasp for air to relieve the burning sensation rising in her heart.

Honestly, if this continues...

She needs to go to the bathroom to take a shower.

Sang Che, having been stopped, truly did not continue. She stopped short of pressing the issue and released Yin Huaixi.

She gently brushed away the water stains with her fingers, her eyes filled with spring-like joy and utter satisfaction.

"Alright, I won't tease you anymore, Huaixi."

"Let's make the beds."

...

The elders were busy in the kitchen.

Some were killing chickens, some were plucking duck feathers, and some were peeling radishes.

The younger generation was having a great time, either sitting together to keep warm, chatting and telling jokes, or playing a game and having a great time.

Out of consideration for Sang Che, Yin Huaixi didn't bother to get involved and stayed sitting next to Sang Che.

Eating sunflower seeds out of boredom.

The intimacy between the two had long been guessed by the more experienced younger generation.

Yin Huaixi also received a greeting from her cousin on her phone.

[Sister Huaixi, just tell me the truth, is that super pretty woman next to you your laundry detergent?]

Yin Huaixi: [...]

Yin Huaixi: [Is it that obvious?]

It's obvious! I have a keen eye!

Yin Huaixi: [There's no reward for answering correctly. Don't pry into adult matters. If your dad finds out, he'll definitely grab you by the ear and say I'm a bad influence on you^^]

[Sister Huaixi, you're bringing up my dad again. I think you just don't want to share your secret to winning over such a beautiful laundry detergent!]

Yin Huaixi: [?]

Yin Huaixi: [Solemnly declare, it was her who pursued me.]

With just one sentence, Yin Huaixi shut her cousin up and raised an eyebrow at the little guy.

This little incident actually eased Yin Huaixi's boredom. After a while, Yin Huaixi discovered that Sang Che was actually the only person in the family who was watching the Spring Festival Gala channel with great interest.

A segment of traditional opera was playing on stage, its sounds so melodious that Yin Huaixi couldn't understand it without subtitles.

Sang Che, on the other hand, listened with rapt attention.

Yin Huaixi moved her long legs closer to Sang Che, and for the first time she realized that Sang Che actually had such a hobby.

"Does it sound good, A-Che?"

Sang Che nodded when he asked the question aloud.

"While she may not be as famous as the top actresses in the capital, she is still quite good."

Hearing her evaluation as a complete opera enthusiast, Yin Huaixi simply snuggled up in Sang Che's arms and fell asleep, snuggling closer to him.

"Ah Che, call me when it's time to eat."

"I'll take a nap first."

Looking down at her beloved's face, Sang Che gently stroked her fingers, thinking of how Yin Huaixi used to love listening to operas and reading storybooks.

She doesn't seem to enjoy opera anymore, but she hasn't stopped reading storybooks.

In their spare time, they often find themselves glued to their phones.

...

I slept for quite a long time.

Yin Huaixi was awakened by Sang Che, whose chin was firmly supported.

When she opened her eyes again, the large dining table in the living room was almost full of people, and Yin Huaixi felt slightly embarrassed.

However, Sang Che seemed to have anticipated her reaction and reached out to straighten her clothes.

The two didn't linger for long before sitting down. At the dinner table, a group of people chatted about various things, but Yin Huaixi didn't listen attentively. She just kept her head down and ate her rice.

There were too many people and I didn't have much of an appetite.

After finishing her meal, Yin Huaixi took Sang Che to the second-floor balcony for some fresh air. The atmosphere at the dinner table was a bit off, probably because the elders had realized that her relationship with Sang Che wasn't as simple as they thought.

But it doesn't matter.

Yin Huaixi wouldn't leave Sang Che because of these rumors.

Fireworks crackled and popped in the distance, the dark night flickering between light and shadow. Yin Huaixi took out the red envelope she had prepared for Sang Che from her pocket.

Hand it over.

"Ah Che, this is what I promised you."

"You're not allowed to have any more."

Seeing that the red envelope was different from everyone else's, Sang Che reached out and took it.

"Okay, then I also have a red envelope to give to Huaixi."

After saying that, Sang Che handed over an exquisitely crafted red purse. Yin Huaixi reached out and took it, subconsciously thinking that Sang Che was showing off his wealth in front of her again.

It was filled with bulging gold leaves.

However, the fingers untied the thin string.

Yin Huaixi saw something completely different from what she had imagined: a small red velvet box inside a red purse.

Judging by appearance alone, Yin Huaixi had already come to a conclusion: could this be the engagement ring that Sang Che bought for her?

Her heart was pounding, but Yin Huaixi didn't show it on her face. She pretended to be nonchalant as she opened the red velvet box, inside which a pair of wedding rings shimmered in the light of the fireworks.

Sang Che then reached out and took the red velvet box, placing it completely in her outstretched palm.

"Huaixi, will you become my wife?"

The night was enchanting, and as she brushed against Sang Che's long hair, she said again, "I love you."

At this point, there's no room for refusal.

Yin Huaixi pointed a finger at Sang Che, her tone still slightly awkward: "What kind of marriage proposal doesn't include a ring on the finger?"

Overjoyed, Sang Che made no attempt to hide her excitement. She gripped the cold metal in her palm and looked at Yin Huaixi, asking, "Huaixi, does this mean you agree?"

Yin Huaixi: "Yes, I accept your proposal."

"Ache, from now on, I am your wife."

(The modern-day main story is finished. There are still tens of thousands of words left in the past lives of A-Yue and A-Wu before the story ends.)