As a result, it is possible to achieve success.

Hei Muguang scratched his cheek with a wry smile and said weakly, "It's gone, it's really gone. Ah, look, I only drank a little!"

"A little bit of yours can get seventy or eighty little Yang drunk!"

Qing Yiyi laughed, rolled her eyes at Hei Muguang, and waved her hand: "Alright, come into the house when the smell of alcohol on you dissipates, you can leave it here to cool down first!"

"Hey, it's a must!"

Hei Muguang was delighted and nodded repeatedly. He turned to face the wall and said with a grin, "Don't worry, I'll be fine soon. I've sweated a lot while running all the way here, and I'm much more awake now."

"Oh~~"

Qing Yiyi showed a look of disgust: "You smell like sweat and alcohol, and you still have the nerve to say that!"

"I'm sorry, I'm definitely sorry, hahaha..."

"Hey, it's okay to take care of Xiaoyang, but I also have to worry about a little brat like you all day long!"

"Yiyi, I'm only one year younger than you."

"One year younger is still younger!"

"Oh……"

…………

"There is a mezzanine under our bed, a secret door on the east wall of the kitchen, and the backyard is underground four steps south of the apricot tree..."

Hong Xiaochen explained dejectedly, "There are seventeen bottles in total, plus the twenty-five bottles I handed in last time, that's really all."

"Xiaochen, you said the same thing last time."

Lan Yuying curled her lips and said aggrievedly: "Didn't I tell you, Xiaochen, that when you want to drink something, just come to me, and I will give you the drink I confiscated from you before."

But that little bit is not enjoyable to drink at all!

Of course, this cannot be said. No matter what Hong Xiaochen says, he is still a mature man who has been caught drinking secretly by his wife many times!

Of course, he also secretly sympathized with Brother Mu Guang in his heart. After all, to be honest, his own Yu Ying was much easier to please than his Yi Yi, ahem…

"I know, I was wrong, I won't do it again next time!"

"It would be great if it was true."

Lan Yuying sighed, stood on tiptoe and touched her husband's head, and said softly: "I know you like to drink, I won't try to make you change your nature, after all, it was you who I fell in love with in the first place.

But I'm afraid you'll drink too much and become unconscious and have an accident. I don't want anything to happen to you. No one in your family wants anything to happen to you, okay?

I used to think about the romance of the white horse knight, but now I just want my family to live a healthy, happy and stable life."

"..."

Hong Xiaochen was silent for a while, then nodded gently: "Well... I'll go stand with Mu Guang for a while."

"What do you want for dinner?"

"pumpkin."

"okay."

.........

"Okay, it's your turn."

Qing Yiyi and Lan Yuying looked at Heiyang and Hongli who were whispering to each other, and a well-shaped character appeared on their heads: "No whispering allowed!"

"Yes!"*2

"We've told you many times that you two have grown up and you can't lie on the ground and fight like children anymore!"

"Follow your orders!"*2

"Over time, you spend more time together as a couple than you do with your parents.

You may become closer and closer, or you may feel overwhelmed as the sense of distance disappears.

We hope that you two can be more tolerant and understanding of each other, okay?"

"Your will, Mother!"*2

"Forget it, you guys should control this degree by yourselves and have a good rest these few days.

Since you didn't pay attention when I asked you to buy things by yourselves, we will take you shopping together from tomorrow. Don't complain about being tired or think we are dawdling. You still have to participate in the preparations afterwards!"

"Understood!"*2

"So……"

Qing Yiyi raised her eyebrows and said leisurely: "Just stand there until you two make peace with each other and don't want to fight anymore."

"Report, we have reconciled!"*2

"Stand for another two hours."

"I will follow your instructions!"*2

.........

As the sun was setting, Heiyang Hongli, who had been busy all day and had done nothing, finally got to have dinner at his parents' house as he wished. He was so moved that tears streamed down his face.

So the two decided that extraordinary times call for extraordinary actions, and they would simply stay here for the next few days to achieve their ulterior motive of eating for free every day!

However, since there was no room for them in this house, the clever Heiyang Hongli put a bed on the roof on this chilly spring night!

"Slowly, slowly..."

Heiyang stared at Dama intently. Gray mist continued to flow into his mouth and nose, gradually squeezing out a ball of gray-black soul from a corner, which was gently pinched by Heiyang's fingers.

Feeling the tension in Dama's heart, Heiyang comforted him softly, "It's okay, it's just a, um, minor operation, it will be over in a blink of an eye, relax, relax...

Listen carefully, when I count to three, we will work together to let me gently extract your soul, understand?"

"..."

Da Ma felt a little dizzy and said in a fuzzy voice: "When I get better, I will carry you on my back during the wedding."

"I saved a guest seat for you."

"You agree, if you don't agree, I will die with my eyes open!"

"God, you can't even close your eyes when you die. You said you believed me..."

Heiyang laughed helplessly: "Okay, I promise you, okay?"

"Um……"

"three!"

Heiyang suddenly took action.

"Shh!"

Before Dama could react, his soul was instantly pulled out and put into the other side. A gray mist spread out, wrapping up his still warm body and disappearing into the shadows.

"Phew! Done!"

Heiyang heaved a sigh of relief, chuckled, and wiped the sweat from his forehead. All he had to do next was to wait quietly. What he had promised Malaysia in the past would be considered as fulfillment of his vow!

"Hei Yang! Are you done?"

On the roof, Hongli waved and said, "I've made the bed. It's very stable. Come on, come on!"

"coming!"

Heiyang shouted and rushed to the roof. Seeing Hongli, who was wearing light pink pajamas, was already sitting on the bed, he raised his eyebrows, and without saying anything, went up to her, turned over, faced the sky, and lay on his back shoulder to shoulder with Hongli.

The moon is half-full tonight, but the stars are still shining brightly.

If it were still the world with serious industrial pollution, Heiyang felt that he would never be able to see such a starry sky in his entire life.

Of course, I couldn’t meet the girl next to me.

Heiyang smelled the subtle fragrance of jasmine. He did not turn his head, but just asked casually: "Did you wash your hair?"

"I can't help it. My mother won't listen to me when I say that practitioners avoid dust and dirt..."

Hongli's hair was spread out behind her head, and her eyes were staring at the starry sky without focus.

"My mother said: Monks don't need to eat or sleep, why do you eat and sleep? You are just lazy. When you were young, you loved to be clean, but you became more and more sloppy as you grew up. How can a girl be as sloppy as you...

What could I do? Of course, my mother pushed me into the basin. But to be honest, I don’t know if it was a psychological effect, but I did feel a lot better.”

"Oh."

Heiyang looked at the sky with a dazed look in his eyes, and suddenly said, "Do you think there are any fools who are sleeping while looking at the starry sky like us?"

“There should be a lot.”

Hongli thought about the legendary stories she had read in biographical novels, and her eyes lit up slightly: "Imagine, somewhere at the end of the world.

The experienced monk, the wandering merchant, the sleepless poet, the adventurous knight...

They experience hardships and setbacks, meet new people and things, laugh and worry, feel depressed, arrogant and humble, forge ahead with determination before falling, and remain calm and resolute after falling...

Sometimes, I still envy those unbridled romantic guys and feel that their youth is so colorful.

Sometimes, I even imagine myself wielding a sword to slay demons. Ha, books contain the worlds I long for or regret...

Well, this is why I like to read those stories. I know that I may not be able to bear the sufferings they have gone through, so I can only comfort myself in this way, haha... Heiyang, tell me, am I a coward?"

"It's normal for people to be afraid of something, but people won't be cowardly in everything. There will always be a moment when they want to do something regardless of their own safety."

The stars reflected in Heiyang's eyes, and Hongli's figure flashed in the stars. He asked softly, "When we were still in the Qi Refining Stage, in front of Wangchuan, weren't you very brave to save me?"

"That's cowardly too. I'm afraid of losing you."

Hongli smiled gently: "Do you know how scared I was at that time?

All my courage and bravery are based on the premise that you are still by my side, Heiyang."

"Now you are the bravest."

Heiyang held the girl's hand and looked at the sky with a complicated expression.

"Remember that time you slept on the roof and had a nightmare?"

"I can't remember clearly, hehe..."

Hongli looked at the starry sky in a trance, as if she saw a summer night when she was twelve years old - it was also on this roof.

However, they were not able to bring the beds up with them at that time. They just spread out two beds with some distance between them. The two of them lay on them, laughing and making noises for a while, then said good night to each other and fell asleep.

"I think the mattress was not thick enough and the roof was too hard, which caused me to have that nightmare."

Hongli curled her lips, feeling a little unhappy.

"This is the first time I've seen you cry so sadly..."

Heiyang seemed to see the girl who was choking and gasping for breath again. He was sleeping soundly at that time, but was awakened by his crying.

"I've been comforting you for a long time. I thought you wanted to find your parents, or maybe you suddenly needed to go to the bathroom?"

"Pfft, when you were twelve years old, you would cry because you woke up and couldn't find your parents?"

"How do you know there hasn't been one?"

"So there is?"

"Have."

"Oh."

Hongli curled her lips and suddenly felt a little depressed.

"I dreamed that you died and ignored me. I called you but you didn't say a word. I hit you but you didn't fight back. I opened your eyes but you didn't look at me. Why? Woo, why did you ignore me..."

Hongli's eyes gradually turned red. She turned over and hugged Heiyang. She sniffed and couldn't help but scolded, "You bastard, don't ignore me!"

"Okay, okay, why are you crying all of a sudden? I've been having this dream for six or seven years..."

Heiyang patted Hongli's back helplessly and consoled her: "We don't need to fight with a dream, understand? Just listen."

"What happened in the dream? You are not allowed to ignore me even in the dream!"

"Okay, okay, Xiaoli, your empathy is still so strong."

"Nonsense, after reading so many stories, even if I don't have empathy, I have developed it!"

“Is this a childhood trauma?”