Chapter 103 Extra

  Eleven years later.

  In the suburbs cemetery, there is a tomb that stands out from the rest, because on its tombstone, there are only six simple words "The Tomb of Wanyan Zonglin", no donor and no portrait.

  "Chu Feng, he's a very important person to you, isn't he?" The speaker was a woman with a doll-like face, like an angel of purity. Standing beside her was a man who exuded an aura of quiet intensity, his features chiseled and resolute, dressed in a crisp suit that seemed perfectly tailored to him.

  Yes, these two people are Chu Feng and Xi Yue. After many years, Little Xi Yue is now eighteen years old and has grown into a big girl. Her sweet appearance and gentle kind personality always make people think of an angel.

  "He was called Wanyan Zonglin, my sworn brother. He also saved my life." Chu Feng bowed and placed a bouquet of flowers in front of Wanyan's grave, saying this after a moment of silence.

  Xi Yue took out a compressed towel from her bag, wet it with water, squatted down and helped Yan wipe the tombstone.

  "Sorry, Moon..." Chu Feng wanted to say that it would be better if he came, but Xi Yue smiled and interrupted him.

  "Wanyan brother saved Chu Feng, I'm happy to help him with these things. Besides, Chu Feng is not as meticulous as Xi Yue, he definitely can't do it as well as Xi Yue." Xi Yue said sweetly, her hands still moving without stopping.

  "Thank you, Xiu Yue." Chu Feng struggled for a long time and only managed to squeeze out this one sentence. Having been in the mortal world for so long, he had adapted to it, but still couldn't become too eloquent, especially when facing Xiu Yue, often turning red in the face and unable to say a word.

  Xī Yuè shook her head, "If possible, I'd like to hear the story of Yán Gēgē and yours." she said.

  After Peng Haotian's death, Du Siling and Xiao Qingzhu opened a coffee shop as planned, while Fangfeng opened a pharmacy and occasionally sat in the hall, but most of the time was spent in Jingji's dessert shop.

  Those hotels that opened earlier, except for the ownership which was hers, she had long since stopped managing and didn't care about them at all. She was enthusiastically running a dessert shop instead.

  But just three years later, the dessert shop was crowded with customers thanks to Feng's excellent craftsmanship, but Jing Ji felt bored again. Her demonic body had been refined by Du Kongyang into a magical treasure that could be put away at will.

  She then handed over the dessert shop to Zhi Xing, who was only sixteen years old, and pulled Feng into reincarnation, and this time she was reborn in another space-time.

  Fortunately, Zhi Xing is quite talented in baking despite his young age. Having followed Fang Feng for a long time, he has learned enough to handle the store's offerings.

  It's a pity that Fengfeng's pharmacy is not doing well, Du Siling occasionally takes Fengfeng's place to sit at the counter, but her three-legged cat medical skills can't compare with Fengfeng's. Fortunately, Fengfeng is low-key and doesn't always sit at the counter, and there aren't many people coming for consultations, so Du Siling barely manages to cope.

  Five years passed again, and Fang Feng and Jing Jie finally returned. The time-space they had transmigrated to had a different way of counting time, and after living a lifetime there, only five years had passed here.

  The two of them talked about the interesting things that happened after their rebirth, and under Xiao Qingzhu's deliberate arrangement, the two naturally had a happy ending. As for the hardships they experienced during this time, perhaps only the two of them knew.

  Not long after, Xiao Qingzhu and Du Siling handed the coffee shop over to Chu Feng and also entered reincarnation, never to return.

  Chu Feng may not be good with words, but he is a man of his word and doesn't bother with trivial matters. Plus, his tough-guy image has made the coffee shop's popularity soar. Compared to these few people, Chu Feng is probably the most reliable one. Wherever Xi Yue is, he'll be there too.

  Today is the 18th birthday of Xi Yue, so Chu Feng brought her to Wanyan's tomb. He wanted Wanyan to see this beautiful girl who was like an angel.

  "Wanyan was originally a general of the Jin State, young and promising, and he was my arch-nemesis on the battlefield..." Chu Feng sat beside Wanyan's grave, slowly telling Xishi this long story.

  Chu Feng's soul was once damaged, so his memories were also damaged. These memories were recovered bit by bit later on. The culprit who caused Chu Feng's soul damage was Peng Hua Tian. On that day, he led the vengeful spirits army and a zombie army in an intense battle, but unexpectedly, a batch of red zombies suddenly appeared, with as many as six of them. They didn't care about the death or injury of the other zombies, but instead crazily attacked Chu Feng. Chu Feng was after all no match for four hands with his two fists, and was heavily injured. It was at this time that Wanyan appeared.

  Chu Fengyuan held onto the two of them, hand in hand, with a plan to kill their way out, but he didn't expect that Wanyan wouldn't give him this opportunity. He saved him and gave him time to leave, but Wanyan was gone forever.

  Xi Yue listened and looked at Chu Feng, who was in low spirits, without speaking to comfort him. In her heart, she silently said: "Thank you, Wanyan brother."

  Yes, if Wanyan Zonglin hadn't sacrificed himself, relying on the two of them alone, they wouldn't have been able to break through and at most would have ended up in a mutual destruction. But one of them had to survive, and in this regard, Wanyan was more rational. So he bought time for Chu Feng and saved his life.

  Chu Feng and Wanyan Zonglin are rivals, but also each other's only confidants.

  After Peng Hua Tian's death, Chu Feng set up a tombstone for Wan Yan here and often came to worship.

  "Alas, I'm a deserter. To think that Wanyan died for me." Chu Feng said with regret, in fact he would rather have died himself.

  Xī Yuè shook her head, stood up, and ignoring the dizziness from standing up too quickly, hugged Chǔ Fēng: "Chǔ Fēng brother, sometimes it's the people who can survive that are braver. I believe Wán Yán brother will save you, but I didn't think you'd live with such thoughts."

  Chu Feng gege, I don't care if you're a hero who can touch the sky and stand on the earth, because in my eyes, you are just the Chu Feng gege that I like.

  To celebrate Xi Yue's birthday, the cafe was closed for a day, and it happened to be on a weekend, so some of Xi Yue's good friends from school were invited, including Fang Feng and Jing Jie. Ding Yi Le's kids already call Jing Jie "Aunt", but he himself is still the same big boy as before whenever he's in this circle.

  Fengfeng personally made a huge cake, and Jingji spent a lot of money to have a white dress tailor-made for Xiumei. To know that even Jingji spent a lot of money on it, you can see the value of this white dress. But these things, Xiumei's classmates didn't know.

  After all, Xi Yue is still a student, they celebrate the return celebration, after all, do not want Xi Yue to be too high-profile among her classmates, this can also be regarded as a kind of protection for her.

  "Happy birthday, Xi Yue sister!" Little Du Qinglian - no, she couldn't be called little anymore, for she had grown into a stunning beauty. Her personality was a perfect blend of Xiao Qingzhu and Du Silin's, being both carefree and considerate, yet gentle and soft.

  "What a beautiful little sister!" Anyone who sees Du Qinglian for the first time will involuntarily exclaim in surprise.

  Du Qinglian was actually only in her teens, and her facial features were not yet fully developed, but she was already stunning enough. As for these praises, she just blushed and smiled, without saying much.

  Xiao Dan also became an old dog, every day just lazily basking in the sun, except when Du Qinglian and Xi Yue approached, he would wag his tail, otherwise, he would droop his eyelids.

  "Le Le, where's Xiao Xun?" Jing Jie looked around for her dear nephew, Ding Xun.

  Ding Yile shook his head impatiently, "It's hard enough to get out for a trip, how can you still bring your son and lose him at home!"

  Jing Ji immediately slapped down with a palm knife, "How come you're getting older and your temper is still so long! Not cute at all like before!"

  Ding Yile was already middle-aged, while Jing Jie still looked like a young girl in her early twenties. With his face lost, he hastily apologized to Jing Jie and repeatedly promised that next time he would definitely bring Ding Xun, thus escaping disaster.

  "Your sister is very fond of Xiao Xun, so next time you must not step on the thunder zone again." Fang Feng pulled Ding Yile to one side and whispered.

  Ding Yile nodded repeatedly, and as for Jing Jie this sister, after fighting with her mouth for so many years, he also had no way to deal with her.

  The birthday party was very lively, with Jingji and Dingyilei, the two treasures, making everyone laugh. During the banquet, Du Qingyun quietly left the scene.

  She raised her head and gazed at the bright moon hanging high in the sky, with a glint of something unknown in her shining eyes.

  "Little guy, thinking of your two moms again?" Fengfeng appeared behind Du Qinglian at some point, asking with a smile.

  Du Qinglian withdrew her gaze, just smiled and neither acknowledged nor opposed it.

  "You see, I went to the underworld a few days ago. Your two mothers weren't very lucky, and the flow of time there is almost the same as here. Three years have passed, and now they're just toddlers learning to speak." Feng said.

  Du Qinglian nodded in agreement and responded with a sentence: "Uh-huh, I know, Silin's mom and Qingzhu's mom were both very cute when they were little."

  "You... how did you know?" Fengfeng's eyes widened, "You went to the underworld?"

  Du Qing Luan quietly took a step back, still with that shy demeanor, "I'll follow in the footsteps of Fang Feng's aunt."

  This little guy! Fengfeng is both surprised and amused, but also secretly shocked. After Dusilin entered the cycle, no one trained Du Qinglian again. It turns out that this little guy has made so much progress in three years, even following his own back without realizing it, and hiding too deeply!

  It's indeed Xiao Qingzhu and Du Siling's child, Ah! She thought to herself with emotion.

  "Windproof aunt, Nettle aunt seems to be calling you." Du Qinglian saw Windproof spacing out for a moment and reminded her, "Aunt doesn't need to worry about me, I just came out to wait for a while, and I'll go back later."

  "You'd better come back quickly, or the cake won't be left for you!" Fang Feng originally wanted to say something but was shut down by Du Qinglian's few words, and he couldn't help but admire the little guy's cleverness once again.

  Du Qinglian nodded and responded with a crisp "Hmm!"

  After Feng walked away, Du Qingyun looked up at the round moon again and murmured: "Reincarnation..."

  One day in some years later, in another time and space.

  People coming and going on the street, two women hastily brushed past each other, but unexpectedly bumped into each other by accident. Both of them were in pain, yet at the same time they both reached out to help each other up.

  At that moment, the scattered crowd around them seemed to have nothing to do with them. Time stood still and space was suspended. Because in the first instant, they all thought they saw a woman who only appeared in paintings.

  Wearing a moon-white long gown, with waist-length hair casually tied back with white silk ribbons, bright eyes and teeth, clear bones and elegant spirit, rich and handsome, extraordinary and out of the world, yet between his eyebrows, there was a hint of laziness.

  Another woman, with skin as smooth as jade, a neck like a swan's, teeth like shells, and eyebrows like the silkworm's antennae, was so beautiful that she couldn't be compared to anything else. When she saw the other woman staring at her blankly, she couldn't help but smile. This one smile caused her narrow eyes to curve slightly, like a crescent moon.

  "Are you hurt anywhere?" The lazy woman asked, her voice as languid as she was, seeming to be still half asleep.

  The woman with crescent-shaped eyes simply shook her head and said calmly: "It doesn't matter."

  The two of them didn't know that just a short distance away, a pair of eyes was quietly watching them. This little girl, who looked to be in her teens, was also wearing a moon-white long gown, with a pair of bright and clear eyes, tightly closed when she smiled, and she sat on the rooftop, still holding the sugar gourd she had bought from a street vendor.

  "After waiting for so many years, I finally get to see you." Du Qinglian said with a smile, biting into a sugar gourd.