These fairies want me to deal with them every day.

Therefore, when Wei Tu saw the girl's back, he already sensed that something was wrong with her emotions.

This posture, the way she looked from behind, seemed to be trying her best to convey the sadness that this girl couldn't hide.

So Wei Tu called out to the other party.

Luo Beihuang's body trembled slightly. She seemed to instinctively want to turn around, but she forcefully controlled herself. Then she wanted to leave quickly, like a deserter fleeing in panic.

But Wei Tu did not give the other party that chance.

He walked straight up to the other person, pulled them down, and held up his oil-paper umbrella to shield their head.

Luo Beihuang stared blankly at Wei Tu.

Wei Tu looked at the soaking wet girl with annoyance.

Why are you standing in the rain like a fool?

"I……"

The girl seemed to want to say something, but the words caught in her throat.

The girl's hesitant manner already revealed that she was carrying a heavy burden.

Wei Tu thought for a moment and said softly.

"Come back with me first. You're too wet, it's not good for you."

Wei Tu pulled Luo Beihuang along.

The girl wanted to ask Wei Tu some questions, but she couldn't bring herself to say them. The still naive girl had no idea that what she lacked was something called 'stance'.

Without a stance, one cannot speak out; even if one is curious or worried about something, one cannot speak frankly.

So she could only stand there stubbornly, refusing to be pulled away by Wei Tu.

Wei Tu sighed.

"Don't push me."

"...I'm not going."

Luo Beihuang said softly, her aggrieved expression making one's heart melt instantly, but Wei Tu was no longer that indecisive boy.

He shoved the oil-paper umbrella directly into Luo Beihuang's hand.

"Take it."

"Huh...?"

Before Luo Beihuang could react, the boy wrapped his arms around her shoulders and knees, pulling her into his embrace.

The girl gasped in surprise, but Wei Tu had already firmly picked her up and turned around.

He didn't give the girl any extra time to react. By the time Luo Beihuang realized what was happening, she was already completely under the boy's control.

She could only kick and sway her legs in a somewhat childish manner.

"Put me down...!"

"Go back and put it there."

"you……!"

"What do you mean, 'what do you mean, 'what do you mean'? Just say what you have to say. Don't bottle up your unhappiness. Anyone would get anxious watching you like this."

"But...but..."

"There are no 'buts' about it. Leaving you here would be foolish."

As Wei Tu spoke, he quickly led Luo Beihuang into the Medicine King Pavilion and then casually tossed the umbrella outside.

Luo Beihuang sat down beside the warm medicine stove.

Wei Tu didn't tell Luo Beihuang to take a bath or anything; there was no need. He reached out and grasped the girl's fair wrist.

A wave of heat rose up and accurately reached the girl's body, like warm sunlight, causing the moisture to gradually evaporate without making her feel hot.

The warm feeling made Luo Beihuang even want to moan softly, but she didn't want to embarrass herself like that.

I was just really angry...

So she deliberately kept a cold expression on her face, but her eyes were wide open, making her look even cuter than usual.

Wei Tu couldn't help but laugh out loud when he saw her; he really couldn't hold it in any longer.

"why are you laughing!"

Luo Beihuang said somewhat angrily, but she was reluctant to break free from the other person's hand.

The temperature was so comfortable, and his hands... felt so nice to touch.

Wei Tu smiled and shook her head, "It's nothing... I just think you look kind of cute when you're angry."

"Humph."

Luo Beihuang turned her head away, ignoring him.

But what I was really thinking was, what exactly does cuteness look like? Does it mean being cute when you're not smiling?

Does he prefer cuteness to beauty?

This seems to be the first time he's described himself like this.

Wei Tu didn't have the mind to overthink things; he simply asked in a softer tone.

"Now, could you tell me why Fairy Luo suddenly got angry?"

"I'm not angry..."

The girl's voice sounded as if she was gritting her teeth when she said those words.

"She's not even angry yet, but her lips are already pouting to the heavens."

"You're the one who's dreaming!"

Luo Beihuang snorted coldly.

Wei Tu smiled and his eyes darted around.

"Have you heard something about me?"

"how do you know?"

The girl, who wasn't really on guard, blurted out the answer, and Wei Tu immediately understood what was going on.

She smiled as she looked at Luo Beihuang.

"Do you know that I'm getting married?"

"You...you know that too?"

Luo Beihuang felt a sense of dread; the more intelligent the boy seemed, the more foolish she appeared.

It was as if he had seen through all her thoughts.

Wei Tu looked at the girl with a smile.

"I've been thinking about it, and this is the only thing that could make you angry recently. I was planning to tell you about it, but I hadn't had a chance to write the letter yet, and then I saw you."

Luo Beihuang turned her head away, her eyes lowered.

"You're lying, you never even considered telling me."

"No, that's not true. There's no point in hiding this, because it's something I decided to do a long time ago."

"Is that so..."

Luo Beihuang murmured sadly, her eyes involuntarily reddening.

She didn't know why, but when the boy said those words with such certainty, it felt as if her heart was being torn apart.

Wei Tu looked at her profile.

"Yes, that's right. Because Su Mi is a very important person to me, and I can't let her down."

"Oh……"

Luo Beihuang was about to break down in tears; not crying in front of this young man was her last stand.

Just as she was about to burst into tears, Wei Tu spoke in a gentle voice.

"But you are also a very important person to me."

"Me...?"

Luo Beihuang turned her head in surprise, her eyes red as she looked at Wei Tu.

Wei Tu smiled gently this time, without any hint of mockery.

He nodded.

"Yes, of course."

"But……"

The feeling of wanting to say something but being unable to say it—is this what my mother-in-law meant by the most painful part of relationships...?

I always manage to choke myself at crucial moments, preventing myself from saying what I truly want to say.

Wei Tu tightened his grip on the girl's hand and moved even closer to her.

"I know what you want to ask and what you want to say. If you can't say it, then listen to me, okay?"

She didn't want to agree... but it seemed like her mind was out of control. She felt compelled to respond to whatever he said, and she nodded subconsciously.

Wei Tu then looked directly at Luo Beihuang and spoke, word by word.

Do you know about me?

"What is it?"

Has your mother-in-law told you anything about me?

Luo Beihuang shook her head, "Not much... just that you are a very special person, a chosen one."

Wei Tu understood what the other party meant, that is, he did not tell Luo Beihuang that he was a reincarnated person.

So Wei Tu decided not to tell them this information. There was no need to tell them these things. Some bad memories were best left to themselves. As for the rest, they should be buried in the distant years and time, never to be mentioned again.