Tomb raiding: A mere 20 is nothing!

"The movie says that a person dies three times in their life. The first death is when the heart stops beating; the second is after the funeral when social identity ceases to exist; and the third is at some point in the future when your name is forgotten."

"So the core message of that movie is: death is not the end, forgetting is."

After Shen Mingchao finished speaking, he handed the lisianthus in his hand to Yang Hao: "If you miss her, go see her and tell her how she's been."

Yang Hao was stunned.

The bunch of green lisianthus in front of me is exceptionally delicate, with petals that are white with a hint of green, giving it a vibrant feel.

His hand hovered in mid-air, his fingertips twitching, but he didn't take it. This was originally a bouquet of flowers that Shen Mingchao had bought for Li's mother.

"I..." His voice was hoarse, with a nasal tone from crying.

Shen Mingchao noticed Yang Hao's hesitation and didn't urge her, but simply pushed the flowers forward a little further.

"It's alright, take it."

Yang Hao knew that this was Shen Mingchao's good intention, but in the end he still reached out and accepted the bouquet.

The petals were soft and tickled his palm.

But before leaving, there was one more thing he was curious about: "Could you tell me the name of the movie?"

Just as Shen Mingchao was about to speak, he suddenly realized a very serious problem.

It seems that "Coco" hasn't been released yet at this time. She acted impulsively and didn't think much about it. Now that she's back to her senses, she swallowed the words that were on the tip of her tongue. Then, she had a sudden inspiration and changed to an even more ambiguous statement.

"Hmm... this movie hasn't been released in China yet. How about we go see it together in the theater after it's released?"

Shen Mingchao's eyes sparkled, and he said with a smile, "Just consider it an Easter egg buried in the future."

Yang Hao understood.

This was a one-sided agreement made by Shen Mingchao regarding the "future."

He looked up at Shen Mingchao. The girl's eyes were filled with tiny sparkles of light, and her smile was like a shattered piece of warm sunshine.

What he saw made him slightly dazed.

Suddenly a breeze swept by, causing the pale green petals to tremble gently, and even the heaviness weighing on my heart seemed to be blown away by the wind.

Before Yang Hao could react, she heard her own slightly childish voice say, "Then you can't go back on your word."

"Don't worry, it's a deal."

Yang Hao left, and no one asked him where he went. People like him don't want to show their sadness to others, as that would be like exposing their weakness. So, if you truly care about them, you should give them enough private space.

Su Wan suddenly came up to Shen Mingchao, tugged at his sleeve, and softened his voice, which had a hint of flattery.

"Ming Dynasty, when you guys go to the movies, can I join you? I can cover your movie tickets."

Shen Mingchao wanted to laugh when he heard this, and couldn't resist teasing him, so he pretended to be angry and said, "Is it just the cost of the movie ticket?"

"Ah..." Su Wan blinked, thought for a moment, then suddenly had a brilliant idea. Holding up one finger, he said with absolute certainty, "I know! Of course, it's not just movie tickets, I'll cover all the popcorn, cola, and snacks too!"

"Hahahaha." Shen Mingchao looked at Su Wan's big, bright eyes, which were full of "wisdom," and couldn't help but ask, "Brother Su Wan, do you know what you look like?"

"What?"

"The landlord's foolish son."

Su Wan choked for a moment, scratched his head, and chuckled, "Fools sometimes have good luck."

Shen Mingchao then pointed to Su Wan's pocket and said, "Is this why you always carry a vocabulary notebook with you?"

"Ah, you're asking about that?" Su Wan sighed, his face full of regret. "To be honest, I failed my CET-6 last semester, so..."

This was indeed a painful memory. As a fellow student, Shen Mingchao understood the feeling and asked, "What score did you get on the last test?"

I didn't take the test.

Shen Mingchao asked in confusion, "Did you oversleep? That's not right, isn't the CET-6 exam in the afternoon? You've already slept way too much."

Su Wan's eyes involuntarily drifted towards Xie Yuchen. At that moment, he was cramming in his dorm, memorizing English essay templates in preparation for the CET-6 exam the next day. Halfway through memorizing, a phone call came from Hei Xiazi.

He said he had taken on a dangerous job, requiring him to go to the desolate mountains to invite a deity to be his helper, who could save his life in a critical moment.

Su Wan remained silent for a while before stammering that he had to take the CET-6 exam the next day and asked if it would be okay to go after he finished the exam.

Hei Xiazi remained silent for a while before roaring: "Is Master's life more important, or the exam?!"

After much deliberation, Su Wan finally put down the English materials and skipped the exam the next day.

That very night, they contacted Yang Hao, gathered their equipment, and hurriedly went to the location Hei Xiazi had mentioned.

But to everyone's surprise, the god they summoned not only failed to help Black Bear, but instead chased them all night long.

I regret it so much; I should have taken the exam instead.

He couldn't tell Shen Mingchao about this, so he pulled a bag of biscuits from his pocket, handed it to Shen Mingchao, and abruptly changed the subject: "Are you hungry?"

"Huh? So suddenly?"

"If you're hungry, I have some food here."

At first, Shen Mingchao did not realize the seriousness of those words, until Su Wan pulled out all sorts of snacks, including a hot egg, as if he had acquired a lot of equipment. Shen Mingchao's eyes widened.

"No, you're Doraemon!"

Su Wan nodded and solemnly explained to Shen Mingchao, "I did indeed have a few impressive titles."

"for example?"

"The Little Prince of Miracles, the King of Storage in the South City, and the White-faced Little Doraemon."

Shen Mingchao was dumbfounded.

Why is there always a kind of clear-eyed silliness attacking her intelligence?

The thing is, this guy looks so proud of himself. What is he so proud of?!

Shen Mingchao nodded admiringly: "Doraemon, you win. This prosperous era is just as you wished."

Xie Yuchen, who witnessed the whole process, took out his phone and typed to Hei Xiazi.

[Your second apprentice is quite adept at feigning madness; did you teach him this?]

Shortly after the message was sent, Xie Yuchen's phone didn't ring, but Su Wan's phone did.

Su Wan opened the document and immediately looked miserable. Shen Mingchao asked symbolically, "What's wrong?"

This concern was quite something; Su Wan immediately grabbed her arm and started crying.

They said his master was too ruthless, not only making him clean the house inside and out three times, but also making him do 100 pull-ups, 100 push-ups, and run 10 kilometers.

Seeing this scene, Xie Yuchen couldn't help but laugh. He took a picture of Su Wan clinging to Shen Mingchao, sent it to Hei Xiazi, and then continued typing.

[Your second apprentice has quite the potential to be a scheming woman, which is good. He and Wu Xie would make a perfect pair, like a pair of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks.]