My abstract plant was exposed by my sister.

After a day of recovery, all the workers on the construction site returned to normal, and Boss Qian personally led the team to complete the finishing work as quickly as possible.

The road surface has been paved, the streetlights have been installed, and even the water supply to the temporary toilets has been turned on.

Next comes road markings, various signs, and directional signs, which should be completed within three days.

Liu Xudong carefully checked the dimensions according to the list, and Wu Tao followed behind him to double-check, ensuring there were no mistakes.

After several days of growth, the Xiangfei bamboo has grown to five meters tall.

The spots on the bamboo joints became denser and denser, and the fireflies looked like strings of tiny light bulbs at night.

To prevent anyone else from falling victim, Lin Muyang instructed Wu Tao to fence off the entire bamboo forest, leaving only one entrance.

A large sign was erected at the entrance:

"The bamboo grove may trigger strong emotional reactions; please do not cross the fence. Individuals with heart disease or high blood pressure should exercise caution. You are solely responsible for any consequences."

Xiao Kui held up her phone and led her fans on a tour of the newly built visitor passage.

After what happened last time, she still felt a bit upset, but she knew that she could only process these emotions herself and no one could help her.

"Family members, the construction is now in its final stages. From now on, you can enter through this newly opened door."

She pointed her camera at the newly paved asphalt road and the roadside signs:

"However, please note that people with poor mental resilience are not advised to come, and those with secrets on their minds are even less advised to come."

The comments section was unconvinced:

"I have a strong mental fortitude, I will definitely come."

"I have no secrets, and I'll be there too."

"Xiao Kui, do you have a secret?"

Xiao Kui read this comment aloud and smiled: "I have a clear conscience and no secrets."

As soon as she finished speaking, her phone vibrated; someone had sent her a private message.

She clicked on it and saw it was the sweetheart from the last time she was so upset.

"Sister Xiaokui, I see your repairs are almost done. Can I come over now?"

Xiao Kui paused for a moment, then turned to look at Lin Muyang.

Lin Muyang was squatting not far from the bamboo forest recording data when Xiao Kui walked over and said, "Brother, Little Sweetheart wants to come over now."

Lin Muyang: "Whatever, but don't forget to make her sign a waiver."

Xiao Kui: "I understand."

Less than an hour later, a red sedan pulled up in front of the research institute.

The car door opened, and Little Sweetheart jumped out. She had her hair in pigtails, wore large earrings, and a bright yellow dress.

When she saw Xiao Kui, she ran over and gave her a big hug: "Sister Xiao Kui! I missed you so much!"

Xiao Kui was squeezed so tightly she could hardly breathe: "I miss you too... let go first."

The little sweetheart let go of Lin Muyang's hand, then wanted to hug him again.

Lin Muyang took a step back warily, and Xiaotianxin's hand froze in mid-air before she awkwardly withdrew it: "Teacher Lin, you're still as aloof as ever."

Lin Muyang: "Mm."

The little sweetheart started a live stream with the title: "Challenge the Xiangfei Bamboo! This time I definitely won't cry!"

The comments section instantly flooded in:

"Here we go again, courting death."

"Last time she cried and ruined her makeup."

"Will I cry myself to death this time?"

"Possibly."

Xiao Kui stopped the eager little sweetheart, took a piece of paper from her bag, and handed it to her: "Take a look at this first."

The little sweetheart took it and looked at it carefully.

The above details the dramatic emotional changes that *Citrus aurantium* thorns and *Bambusa textilis* may cause, including depression, crying, fainting, and even death.

Finally, it was written in bold and larger font:

"I have fully understood all of the above content, and the institute bears no responsibility for any consequences arising therefrom."

Live stream chat:

"This liability waiver is too detailed."

"That's good, it avoids disputes."

After reading it, the little sweetheart signed her name without hesitation.

She handed the pen back to Xiao Kui: "Let's go."

Xiao Kui led her through the newly built gate, and after walking along the asphalt road for several dozen meters, they arrived at the outside of the Xiangfei Bamboo Forest.

The ground beneath my feet was soft sand, making a soft "sand" sound when I stepped on it.

dappled sunlight filtered through the bamboo leaves, falling to the ground like scattered gold.

The wind blows, and the bamboo leaves rub gently against each other, making a low rustling sound that blends with the sound of footsteps, like a soothing lullaby.

When they were still several meters away from the fence, Xiao Kui stopped and said, "We're here. You can go over there yourself."

Little Sweetheart felt uneasy and glanced at her live stream.

The comments were full of "Go quickly!" "Don't be a coward!" "We survived the last time with bitter orange peel, what are you afraid of this time?"

She gritted her teeth and looked at Xiaokui again.

Xiao Kui gave her an encouraging look, but her body remained motionless, showing no intention of going over together.

Little Sweetheart recalled the terrible ordeal she suffered after being pricked by a bitter orange peel last time, and then looked at the bamboo forest rustling in the wind.

She handed the phone to Xiao Kui: "Sister Xiao Kui, please hold this for me. I'm afraid I'll get emotional and drop it."

Xiao Kui took the phone, holding one in each hand, with the camera pointed at her sweetheart.

"Xiao Kui has become a photographer."

"Two camera positions, professional."

"Little sweetheart, get ready to cry!"

Just then, Lin Muyang appeared next to Xiao Kui without anyone noticing, holding his notebook in his hand.

Xiao Kui was startled: "Brother, can't you make a little noise when you walk? You scared me."

Lin Muyang said expressionlessly, "You were just too engrossed in watching."

Xiao Kui: "What are you doing here?"

Lin Muyang opened his notebook and said matter-of-factly, "Such good test samples should of course be recorded."

The comments section was full of jokes:

"The guy with the facial paralysis is using the sweetheart as a guinea pig."

"Is this the cold-bloodedness of scientists?"

"Sweetheart: I came here to cry, not to be a guinea pig."

Everyone else gathered around, looking at her expectantly.

The little sweetheart took a deep breath and slowly walked towards the fence.

She stood about a meter away from the bamboo shoot, hesitated for a moment, and then moved forward half a step.

The wind blew, and the bamboo leaves rustled.

A faint fragrance wafted over, and she took a deep breath. Then her eyes changed.

A long-buried memory slowly surfaced.

That was her grandmother, who had passed away more than ten years ago.

Her parents took her younger brother to work in other places, leaving her in her hometown, where she lived with her grandmother from a young age.

Grandma was frugal, saving all the good food for her and not spending a penny on herself.

At that time, she didn't understand and envied other children who had new clothes and new toys.

She cried and begged her grandma to buy it for her, and her grandma tried her best to satisfy her.

She innocently told her grandmother, "When I grow up and earn money, I'll buy you delicious food every day and let you live in a big house!"

Grandma smiled so hard her eyes narrowed into slits, and patted her head, saying, "Okay, Grandma will wait."

Later, she lived at school during high school, and with her busy studies, she went home less and less.

During the time her grandmother was sick, her parents didn't tell her because they were afraid it would affect her studies.

By the time she rushed back, her grandmother had already passed away, and she didn't even get to see her one last time.

More than a decade has passed, and those once-vague memories have resurfaced clearly.

In a daze, the face that had been blurred became clear again. She even saw her grandmother waiting for her at the village entrance with the same kind expression, holding her favorite candied hawthorn in her hand.

"grandmother……"

The little sweetheart's tears flowed uncontrollably.

She squatted down, hugged her knees, and cried louder and louder.

Then, her crying stopped abruptly, her body went limp, and she fainted on the ground.