Time Travel: I'm a Flower Thief

Xie Xiaoyi put his hand down and said blankly, "It's nothing, I just wanted to clear my head, my mind is a bit muddled."

Murong Shishi blinked and asked, "Chaos? Wasn't everything fine just now?"

"Something suddenly came to mind, and it's a bit annoying."

Murong Shishi finished fixing her hair, stood up, and leaned closer to him: "Did you come to Jiangnan to see me?"

Xie Xiaoyi didn't want to lie to her, so he simply said the truth: "I came here because I heard that Fu Yaoqin is going to marry your brother-in-law Su Mubai."

I have something to say to her, and if she is willing, I naturally have nothing to say.

But if she's acting this way because she misunderstands that I lied to her, I have to explain things to her.

A hint of loneliness flashed across Murong Shishi's face. She gently stepped back and turned around.

"So... I was just passing by. I knew it, Miss Yaoqin is the kind of person you can't forget once you see her."

"And I'm neither beautiful nor talented. After I'm buried in the earth, who will remember Murong Shishi?"

Upon hearing this, Xie Xiaoyi's heart skipped a beat. He stepped forward and hugged her tightly.

He held her tightly in his arms, rested his chin on the top of her head, and said softly, "Who told you you're not important?"

Fu Yaoqin is Fu Yaoqin, and you are you. To me, you've never been just an afterthought, much less a backup option.

Murong Shishi's body stiffened slightly, and she froze, as if she hadn't expected him to say that.

The next second, a hot tear fell, landing right on Xie Xiaoyi's knuckles as he wrapped his arms around her chest.

He curled his fingers and hugged her a little tighter:

"Do you remember? After we made the sky our roof and the earth our home, I wanted to take you away and fly high, but you refused."

How could Murong Shishi forget that he did want to take her away from the Su family, but she refused?

Is he bringing it up now just to let her know that he still has feelings for her?

"I...of course I remember, Xie Mo, thank you for remembering me."

"I've never forgotten you. I wanted to take you with me back then, and I still do now."

Murong Shishi's nose tingled, and she gently pried open the hands wrapped around her chest: "If you keep holding them any longer, things might not look right."

The girl Yaoqin lives in the Su family's waterside villa. If you want to find her, go secretly and don't let anyone see you.

I'm telling you this because I feel bad for my brother-in-law, Su Mubai.

Xie Xiaoyi felt a warmth in her heart, and respectfully withdrew her unruly hand, smiling gently: "Thanks."

He turned to leave after saying that, but Murong Shishi quickly grabbed him: "Wait! My little maid is still unconscious, what should we do?"

Xie Xiaoyi turned around and said in a light tone, "Just say she was so tired she fainted and fell asleep."

As soon as he finished speaking, he flicked his finger, and a wisp of invisible true energy silently released the little maid's sleeping pressure point.

Immediately, with a light tap of his toes, he flipped over and flew out of the window, disappearing from Murong Shishi's sight in an instant.

......

night.

I roll up the curtain, gaze at the moon, and sigh endlessly.

Difficult to appease.

The longing for you is an unbreakable bond.

The windows of the Su family's waterside villa were half-open, and the warm summer night breeze drifted in, which felt quite comfortable.

The maid Chuntao brought in tea: "Miss, it's late, please have some tea."

Fu Yaoqin didn't turn around, only humming in response, "Go and rest!"

Chun Tao put down her tea, not daring to say anything more, and quietly withdrew.

Fu Yaoqin sat at the table, gently playing the zither. Gazing at the crescent moon outside the window, she sighed, "Few understand my music; who will listen when the strings break?"

A soft knock came from the door, and Fu Yaoqin snapped back to reality: "Come in."

Su Mubai pushed open the door and entered, carrying a bowl of warm lotus seed soup, which he placed on the table: "It's late, so I specially made this soup for you to warm your stomach."

Fu Yaoqin raised her eyes, her gaze sweeping over him indifferently: "Thank you for your trouble, but I have no appetite..."

Su Mubai wasn't annoyed. His gaze fell on the ancient zither, and he asked softly, "Just now you said, 'Few understand, who will listen when the strings break?'"

Fu Yaoqin paused, lowered her eyes to look at the strings, and slowly began to speak:

"It's just a line from a poem an old friend once said, you're overthinking it!"

Su Mubai sat down opposite her, his tone extremely gentle: "Yaoqin, do you know?"

The moment you said yes to my proposal, I was so happy I couldn't sleep for several nights.

But in these last few days leading up to the wedding, I've noticed you're always sullen, with an unyielding sorrow hidden in your eyes.

If you truly have something on your mind that you can't let go of, just say it. I, Su Mubai, will never force you in the slightest.

Fu Yaoqin's heart suddenly clenched.

She knew in her heart that Su Mubai was truly good to her.

He and Sister Mu saved me back then, and he also protected me when we arrived in Jiangnan.

These days, he has been even more attentive to her needs, cherishing her like a precious gem.

Her heart originally belonged only to Xie Mo, but ever since she heard that he was a lecherous philanderer who harmed people, her heart turned completely cold.

Now that Su Mubai has treated her with such sincerity, it would be a great disservice and a sign of being distracted if she were still thinking about someone else.

She took a deep breath, looked up at Su Mubai, the aloofness in her eyes fading, replaced by a forced gentleness:

"Don't overthink it. I'm just a little tired lately, and I don't have anything else on my mind."

I've been so good to you, and I'll remember it all. From now on... I'll cherish every moment with you.

After hearing this, Su Mubai was stunned for a long while, his voice trembling slightly: "Yaoqin...you...you're serious?"

Seeing his expression, Fu Yaoqin's heart softened even more, and she nodded gently: "Yes, really."

Su Mubai was overjoyed.

He was always cautious and anxious, afraid that she didn't have feelings for him and that she would never be able to let go of Xie Mo.

But at this moment, her words, "I will live a good life," shone like a ray of light straight into his heart.

"well!"

He said "okay" twice, his voice brimming with barely suppressed excitement: "Don't worry, I will treat you well and never let you suffer the slightest injustice!"

Su Mubai wanted to go up and hug her, but he was afraid of being too forward, so he just stood there, looking at her helplessly.

Fu Yaoqin felt a little uncomfortable under his gaze, so she lowered her head to avoid his eyes and gently plucked the strings of her zither.

Su Mubai didn't dare to press her. Suppressing his joy, he said softly, "You should rest early. I won't disturb you anymore."

Fu Yaoqin felt a little guilty seeing Su Mubai's excited yet helpless state.

I was just offering a casual word of comfort, yet it made him so happy.

Ultimately, it was she who owed him for his sincerity.

She pursed her lips, suppressing the complex emotions in her heart, and gave Su Mubai a sweet smile:

"Young Master Su, it's getting late, you should get some rest too."

Just that one sentence, and a laugh.

Su Mubai became completely "soft and wooden," an uncontrollable smile spreading across his lips as he walked out, turning back every few steps.

As he reached the door, he couldn't help but turn back to look at Fu Yaoqin one last time before gently closing the door and leaving.

As soon as the door closed, the gentle expression on Fu Yaoqin's face slowly faded, leaving only emptiness.

Just then, a gust of wind swept past the window, and a dark figure silently climbed through the window and landed inside the room.