Flower Fairy: After transmigrating again, I became An'an's younger brother.

"Phew—all done! Time to go home!"

Xia Tong stretched and then looked down at the photos on her phone. They were well taken and had great sentimental value.

"Yes! Tomorrow is the weekend, so we don't have to go to class!"

Xia An'an, who was standing to the side, also said this happily.

After all, this is the first morning since the start of the school year that I don't have to get up early.

Qian Han gently reminded him:

"An'an, remember to finish your homework before you play."

"Well……"

Xia An'an's smile froze instantly, and she wilted. "Qian Han, could you please not remind me of such a cruel thing at a time like this..."

"Hehe~"

Qian Han covered her lips and smiled.

At this moment, Xia Tong looked up at her sister's camellia dress and suddenly felt that this was also quite meaningful.

"By the way, Qianhan, how about we take a group photo?"

He turned to look at Qian Han on his left and pointed at Xia An'an's clothes.

Xia An'an looked down at her still-present transformation and her eyes lit up:

"Okay, okay!"

She immediately forgot the "cruel reminder" about homework, and excitedly walked to Qian Han's side, took Qian Han's hand, and pulled her to the front of the peach tree.

"Come on, come on, stand here, this is the perfect spot!"

Qian Han was pulled along by her, a doting smile on her face, and obediently stood still.

Xia Tong raised her phone and pointed it at the two of them.

In the video, Xia An'an is wearing a camellia dress, holding a magic wand in one hand and making a "V" sign with the other; Qian Han stands next to her with his hands folded in front of him.

"Click."

"Okay, take a look."

Xia Tong handed over the phone.

The two huddled together watching the screen, and Xia An'an exclaimed:

"Wow! Qianhan, you're so pretty! What about me? How am I?"

"An An is cute too."

Qian Han responded with a smile, then handed the phone back to Xia Tong, "Xia Tong took really good pictures."

"Uh-huh!"

Xia An'an nodded vigorously, "Xiao Tong's photography skills have always been excellent!"

"good,"

Xia Tong waved to them, "Let's go."

Just as he turned to leave—

"etc……"

After exchanging a glance with Qian Han, Xia An'an suddenly spoke.

Then, the two of them reached out and grabbed Xia Tong from the left and right at the same time.

"?"

Xia Tong blinked. "What?"

"Take a picture!"

Xia An'an said matter-of-factly, "It's just the two of us taking pictures. If you don't take any, is that reasonable?"

"I……"

Xia Tong opened her mouth, about to say something, but after meeting her sister's "try refusing" eyes, she swallowed her words back.

Qian Han smiled slightly to herself.

She remembered that Xiaotong didn't seem to take many photos of himself growing up.

He clearly has a lot of pictures of scenery, flowers, and even occasionally pictures of me and An'an on his phone, but there aren't many pictures of himself.

"Come on, stand up straight."

Xia An'an pulled Xia Tong to stand in front of the peach tree and pressed him into the middle.

Then she stood on the right, while Qian Han stood on the left.

"Xiaotong, smile!"

Qian Han turned her head and said gently.

Upon hearing this, Xia Tong gave a smile that seemed to indicate she was being forced to perform.

Xia An'an started taking a selfie and raised her phone at a 45-degree angle, pointing the camera at the three of them.

"Three, two, one—"

"eggplant--"

"Click."

The image freezes again.

"Hmm, not bad, not bad."

Xia An'an admired the group photo of the three of them with satisfaction, swiping her finger across the screen to look at the photos she had just taken.

Then, she suddenly stopped moving.

"Xiaotong——"

Xia An'an drew out her voice, turned her head, and fixed her gaze on her younger brother.

Xia Tong blinked, looking completely innocent. "What's wrong?"

"this!"

Xia An'an shoved her phone screen right in front of his eyes; it showed the "wonderful moment" of her dodging the vine whip.

"When did you take this picture?!"

"Just now."

Xia Tong said matter-of-factly, "Didn't I take a good picture? This is a wonderful moment of my sister's life."

"Amazing my foot!"

Xia An'an's face flushed slightly. "What's so good about me like that! Delete it now!"

"No way!"

Xia Tong snatched the phone from her sister's hand, then darted to the side, hiding behind Qian Han. "It's a really good photo, Qian Han, don't you think?"

Qian Han was sandwiched between the two. She looked at Xia Tong, who was peeking out from the left, and then at Xia An'an, who was puffing up her cheeks, and smiled gently.

"Well, actually... it's pretty good."

She recalled that scene and said softly, "An'an was really trying back then."

"Cheon Han!"

Xia An'an stared wide-eyed at her best friend in disbelief.

Qian Han blinked, her smile still gentle.

Xia Tong: "See, even Qian Han said that!"

"You two—"

Xia An'an pounced over, while Xia Tong dodged around Qian Han. Qian Han stood still, watching the siblings making a ruckus, and chuckled softly.

After a few minutes of commotion, Xia An'an finally gave up her attempt to snatch the phone.

The three then walked out of the park along the path and went their separate ways home.

-

After returning home, Xia An'an went straight to her room.

"Finally back."

Xia An'an put her schoolbag on the desk, then took Kukuru out of the schoolbag and put it on the bed.

Kukuru lay on the bed with his eyes closed. The bump on his forehead had disappeared completely, leaving no trace.

Xia An'an sat on the edge of the bed, propped her chin up, looked at him, and mumbled something.

"She slept so soundly..."

Just then, Kukuru's eyelids twitched, and then he suddenly opened his eyes and sat up abruptly.

"Ugh... my head hurts so much..."

He rubbed his forehead, snapping out of his daze. With a flap of his wings, he took flight and looked around.

"An'an! Where is the Peach Blossom Fairy King?!"

Xia An'an rolled her eyes at his nervous expression.

"You arrogant prince..."

She took out the essence of Red Rain from her pocket and waved it in front of Kukuru. "It's been subdued."

Kukuru froze, his small eyes fixed on the essence that emitted a soft pink light.

"You...you've subdued them?"

Kukuru's expression was extremely complex.

He tried to recall what happened before he lost consciousness—they were blown away by a strong wind, then he seemed to bump into something, and then… that was it.

"How long was I unconscious? What happened? How did you subdue me? What was the process? What were the details?!"

Xia An'an was overwhelmed by Kukuru's barrage of questions and reached out to press his head down.

"Stop, stop, stop! Ask them one by one!"

Kukuru struggled for a moment but couldn't break free, so he had no choice but to obediently shut his mouth.

Xia An'an released her grip and then began to recount what had happened when she subdued Hong Yu.

After listening, Kukuru opened his mouth as if to ask something else, but in the end he just sighed.

"Never mind... at least I've subdued them."

Then, he suddenly felt that something was wrong and frowned.

Strange... Why do my wings feel a little weird? It's like something touched them?

"An'an".

"Um?"

"While I was unconscious, did anyone touch my wings?"

Xia An'an blinked: "No, what's wrong?"

"It's nothing..."

Kukuru muttered, "It just feels a little strange..."

Looking at his confused expression, Xia An'an suddenly remembered that Qian Han seemed to have said something like "soft and cool" in the park before.

Therefore, she made a decisive decision: it was better to keep this matter to herself.

"Alright, alright, stop overthinking it."

Xia An'an reached out and picked up Kukuru, placing him back on the desk. "I need to study something. You stay put."

"Research? Research what?"

Kukuru curiously came closer.

Xia An'an didn't answer, but instead picked up her phone.

She remembered Xia Tong's previous experience with "playing games," so she searched on her phone for the games Xia Tong had played before.

Meanwhile, on the other side—

Xia Tong pushed open the door and walked into his room, his hands still in his pockets.

At this moment, he was still "chatting" with Shadow Red Rain about Shadow Mountain Dream.

He felt that with Hongyu's "standards of friendship," she might be able to get along well with the innocent and naive Shanmeng.

Before Xia Tong could finish speaking, a slight weight suddenly appeared on the top of her head.

Chengyi landed lightly, grabbed his hair with her two small hands, and lay her whole body on his head.

"Tong, you're back."

Chengyi's voice came from above, carrying a soft and satisfied tone.

"Yes, I'm back."

Xia Tong raised her hand and touched Chengyi's head as a greeting.

Subsequently, Shadow Tsubaki and Shadow Red Rain transformed back into their true forms from the cards, and Nine Thousand Years Old also appeared from the plum blossom pendant.

An Yingchun glanced at Cheng Yi, who was perched on Xia Tong's head, but didn't say anything.

After all, this little guy has liked to occupy those few spots since he was born, and she's long been used to it.

The Nine Thousand Years Old floated gracefully in the center of the room, his gaze sweeping over the small figure occupying the "high ground," a gentle smile on his lips.

Meanwhile, An Ying Hong Yu stared at Cheng Yi, who was perched on Xia Tong's head. She lowered her head thoughtfully, then raised it again, her gaze shifting back and forth between Xia Tong and Cheng Yi.

At this moment, Shadow Mountain Dream also flew over, her silver-white twin tails swaying gently with her movements.

"Xia Tong! You're back!"

She greeted them cheerfully, then her gaze was drawn to a new face floating to the side.

Dark Shadow Mountain Dream tilted her head and blinked her deep purple-red eyes.

This... I don't think I've seen it before? Also, this aura is... Red Rain?

But she quickly connected "never met", "could get to know", and "could play together" together.

Hello!

Shadow Mountain Dream flew joyfully to Shadow Red Rain, a bright smile on her face. "Want to play together, Red Rain!"

Dark Shadow Red Rain looked down at Dark Shadow Mountain Dream's outstretched hand, then looked up at this kindred spirit with a bright smile.

Just as Shadow Red Rain was about to reach out and grasp Shadow Mountain Dream's hand, Shadow Nine Thousand Years old floated over with a smile, holding an exquisitely packaged, colorful box.

"Oh my, a new little peach blossom has arrived~"

Her voice trailed off, carrying that signature, enigmatic laugh, "Nice to meet you, here's a gift for you~"

Dark Shadow Red Rain looked at the box handed to her, then looked up at Dark Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old.

Then, she reached out and carefully took the box.

"Let's open it and take a look~"

The Ninth Prince of Shadows urged with a smile, his eyes gleaming with anticipation.

Shadow Red Rain looked down at the box in her hand, then gently opened the lid—

"Snapped!"

Several spring snakes suddenly sprang out of the box, waving wildly in the air.

Shadow Red Rain's body froze instantly, her orange-red eyes widening slightly as she watched the spring snakes swaying back and forth in front of her.

"surprise!"

The Ninth Prince of Shadows clapped his hands happily, "How about it? Surprised? Unexpected?"

Dark Shadow Mountain Dream glanced at Dark Shadow Red Rain's expression, then at Dark Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old, her tone tinged with helplessness:

"Nine Thousand Years Old..."

"What's wrong? Isn't this fun?"

The Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old declared confidently, "This is tradition! The tradition of welcoming newcomers!"

Shadow Red Rain looked down at the still-shaking spring snake in his hand and remained silent for a few seconds.

Then, she looked up and blinked.

In her "memory," this also seems to be a way of interacting "between friends"?

An Ying Hong Yu glanced at the radiant smile on An Ying Jiu Qian Sui's face, then at the slightly helpless expression on An Ying Shan Meng's face beside her.

understood.

She took the spring snake out of the box, examined it carefully, and then put it back.

Seeing her actions, Shadow Nine Thousand Years Old raised an eyebrow, and his smile deepened.

"Interesting~"

She murmured to herself, then continued to observe this "new little peach blossom."

Shadow Mountain dreamt that Shadow Red Rain wasn't unhappy, so he took Shadow Red Rain's hand and floated to the bedside.

"Let's play together."

At this moment, Chengyi, who was curious about the Shadow Red Rain, also flew over Xia Tong's head.