Don't mess with that Miao boy, he's sickly and perverted.

The next day.

In the autumn mountains and forests, fallen leaves covered the ground.

The fallen leaves crunched softly underfoot.

Chai Xiaomi trudged through the thick layer of fallen leaves, her steps uneven, as if she were sinking into fluffy, soft clouds.

After walking a few steps, she started running faster. With fallen leaves all over the ground, even if she tripped and fell, it would feel like she was falling into the clouds, which sounded really cool.

She was still wearing that white fox fur cloak.

Previously, Wu Li had been insisting that she return the money when she got back to her room, but this morning she silently took it out and kindly lent it to her to wear.

This time, instead of tying it haphazardly, he tied a neat bow at her neckline.

Just when Chai Xiaomi thought he had suddenly changed his personality and become friendly.

Unexpectedly, after he finished tying the cloak's drawstring, he suddenly lifted the front of the cloak, grabbed the hem of her inner blouse, squeezed it tightly on both sides, and tied it into a big, ugly knot, making it look like a heavy, bulky cloth flower pinned to her chest.

The blouse, originally meant to be worn over a ruqun (a type of traditional Chinese dress), was open-fronted and untied. But after he pulled it up so forcefully, it became wrinkled and bunched up on his chest, completely lacking any aesthetic appeal.

Chai Xiaomi found it difficult to run, and the knot on her chest was uncomfortable.

So she took the opportunity to roll into the fallen leaves, and while she was sinking in, she quickly untied the large corsage.

She had just stood up when she saw Wu Li standing silently behind her.

It startled her so much that her eyelids twitched.

She ran, he walked, and they always kept a distance between them.

Chai Xiaomi quickly pulled her cloak tighter to prevent him from seeing that the large corsage had disappeared. "Can you teleport? I was just under that tree a moment ago."

She pointed to a ginkgo tree in the distance, at least a hundred meters away.

Wu Li ignored her mutterings and instead scanned her from head to toe.

The snow-white cloak was covered with withered leaves, some golden, some red, and even a leaf clung to his forehead, swaying precariously.

As the autumn wind swept by, a leaf gently brushed past the tip of her nose, twirled in the air, and then silently fell back into the thick layer of fallen leaves.

Isn't it the kind of thing that loves cleanliness the most?

Now they're willing to roll around in this pile of earthy, withered leaves.

He glanced at her sideways, his gaze sweeping over the surrounding terrain. "Let me give you a piece of advice: there might be hunters' traps lying in these mountains. The leaves are so thick; even wild animals might not be able to escape them. If you keep rolling around like that, you might get your foot caught!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the boy's sleeve twitched slightly, and the red dragon emerged from it, its tongue flicking out.

It rustled and slipped into the fallen leaves, swimming forward, its body barely visible as it moved through the leaves.

Wu Li followed at a leisurely pace. When he passed by Chai Xiaomi, he grabbed her wrist and pulled her behind him without saying a word, forcing her to follow him.

Chai Xiaomi was pulled forward by him. Looking at the boy's slender and tall back, she couldn't help but rub her nose with emotion: "Lili, so you care about me this much."

"Who cares about you? I'm worried you'll get my cloak dirty!" He didn't turn around, but his fingers tightened their grip. "Watch where you're going. If you roll on the ground again, you'll have to wash this cloak three times when we get back."

The wind rustled through the gaps in the trees, and fallen leaves whispered beneath my feet.

Wu Li walked ahead, the red dragon darted among the leaves, and she was led behind him, as if silently clearing the way.

They've come here today to stage a grand performance—

Return the Jewelry

Chief screenwriter, chief planner, and chief director: Xiaomi.

The actress playing the mother is Xiaomi.

The actor who plays the father: Li Li.

The actor playing the human trafficker is Yan Biaotou.

Plot summary:

On a dark and windy night, a lovely baby was born in the inn.

Before she could even open her eyes to see her beautiful mother, she was secretly abducted by the wicked human traffickers.

The kind-hearted shopkeeper bravely fought the traffickers after discovering the crime, but was ultimately no match for them and could only watch helplessly as the child was taken away.

The couple who lost their child spent their days in tears, searching for their child's whereabouts in the mountains and fields.

Through their persistent efforts, the couple finally found the baby.

The human traffickers have also received the punishment they deserve.

From then on, the family lived together happily ever after...

conception:

Never abandon! Never give up!

My dear child, no matter where you are in the world, your parents' hearts will always be with you.

Because we are a family, a loving family! It is fate that brings us together, and it is our hearts that cherish each other. Why let dark clouds obscure our vision?

......

Song Yueyao and Jiang Zhiyu solemnly huddled together, carefully reading the two-page script written by Xiao Mi.

"What is the chief screenwriter? What is the chief planner? What is the chief director?" Jiang Zhiyu asked in a row.

Song Yueyao: "Hey, why are you meddling so much? Just read the script exactly as it's written!"

Although she didn't know what a "script" was, she just followed Xiaomi's lead and called it that.

Just as I was reading something exciting, suddenly, "plop," two large drops of water appeared on the paper.

The ink has smudged and spread, leaving a dark stain.

The two looked up at the same time and saw Yan Xingxiao wiping his eyes with snot and tears streaming down his face: "Waaah... This is so, so touching! I miss my parents..."

Song Yueyao frowned: "Chief镖头 Yan, why are you back?"

She quickly flipped to the second page of the "script" in her hand, her fingertip pointing to a certain line:

Act 8 – The trafficker buries the child in a pile of fallen leaves (make sure the child's mouth and nose are left open to breathe; although it's a ghost, it must be made to believe it's human). Then, the trafficker laughs loudly, "Hahahaha! Little thing, even if you scream your lungs out today, your parents can't save you!"

Song Yueyao looked up, her tone anxious: "Have you finished performing this eighth act?"

"Not yet," Yan Xingxiao scratched his head awkwardly, his face turning bright red. "I just buried the ghost baby, and then I suddenly had to pee, so I went to find a place to relieve myself. But when I came back, I circled around a few times and couldn't find the spot where I buried it, so I had to go back the way I came to check again."

Jiang Zhiyu raised his finger and quickly calculated: "According to the time, Xiao Mi and Wu Li should have already performed the seventh act. Chief镖头 Yan, you need to hurry over there. They will be at the agreed burial site soon, and the ninth act is about to begin."

Act 9 – The desperate struggle between the couple and the human traffickers.

This scene emphasizes the two people's determination to do anything to save the child.

If the human traffickers are absent, the charade cannot continue.

Jiang Zhiyu took out a yellow talisman and wrote incantations in the air. The talisman immediately glowed and floated gently in mid-air.

"This is a guide; follow it and you will not get lost."

"Okay, I'll go right away!" Yan Xingxiao nodded repeatedly, and hurriedly followed the floating talisman light, disappearing back into the depths of the autumn forest.

Actually, when Miss Chai personally selected him to play the "human trafficker," he was reluctant, simply because her reason was: "Among us, Chief Escort Yan is the most fierce-looking, with a burly build; he's practically the chosen human trafficker!"

This doesn't sound like a compliment at all.

It's a bit heartbreaking.

But as he continued acting, he became addicted to it.

I must say, it's quite interesting.

Following the talismanic light in mid-air, Yan Xingxiao quickened his pace.

However, as he ran, the talisman seemed to suddenly collide with something invisible, fell to the ground with a "thud," and the light went out.