Flowers bloom without worries

Chapter 498: Dream or Reality (1)

Not far away, the little fox stopped under a big tree. There was a hidden tree hole at the foot of the tree. The little fox let go of Wuyou's clothes and went into the tree hole. After a while, he took out an exquisite purse. Wuyou took the purse in surprise. There was a familiar little flower embroidered on it. This was something she had embroidered by herself and had lost for a long time. When she embroidered this purse, she was going to give it to Xiao Chuhan. But for some reason, she suddenly couldn't find it. What surprised Wuyou was why this purse appeared here?

Wuyou was filled with shock. He looked at the little fox and asked, "How did you get this?"

The little fox just blinked, as if to signal Wuyou to continue walking with it. Wuyou followed the little fox around a few corners and unexpectedly came to an old but mysterious cottage.

The door slowly opened, and a familiar voice came from inside: "You'er, you're finally here."

Wuyou's eyes almost popped out, and he looked at the figure in the room in disbelief - it was Xiao Chuhan! Wuyou rubbed his eyes vigorously, fearing that he was seeing things. When he confirmed again and again that the person in front of him was the Xiao Chuhan he had been thinking about day and night, Wuyou was as excited as if he had met a close relative who had not been seen for many years.

Wuyou staggered into the room and ran straight towards Xiao Chuhan. At this moment, the door suddenly slammed shut, and the snow-white fox that was squatting at the door disappeared without a trace.

Wuyou couldn't care less and thought too much. Wuyou came to Xiao Chuhan quickly and stretched out his trembling hands slowly, as if he wanted to touch a fragile dream. Xiao Chuhan smiled and looked at Wuyou gently, then gently held Wuyou's hand.

When Wuyou's fingertips actually touched Xiao Chuhan's warm skin, Wuyou finally confirmed that all this was not an illusion. Such a real touch made Wuyou's heart full of mixed feelings, and those long-suppressed emotions surged out like a flood.

Wuyou could no longer suppress her emotions, and tears rolled down like beads from a broken string. Wuyou threw herself into Xiao Chuhan's arms and hugged him tightly, as if she was afraid that Xiao Chuhan would disappear again if she let go. At this moment, all her thoughts, worries, and concerns turned into hot tears and flowed freely.

Xiao Chuhan gently wiped away the tears on Wuyou's cheeks with his fingers, with that heartwarming smile still on his lips: "Silly girl, don't cry, I'm here to find you."

However, Wuyou was still immersed in great surprise and confusion, and could not come back to her senses for a long time. After a long time, she calmed down a little, but her voice was still trembling: "You...how did you appear here? Shouldn't you still be in ancient times?"

Xiao Chuhan sighed softly and pulled Wuyou to sit on a chair beside him.

"You'er, when Lan Xi told me that the real Ye Wuyou was dead, I have been looking for a way to come back to find you."

"Lan Xi told you everything."

"Well, she told me everything. I didn't believe it at first, but there are too many differences between you and Lan Xi. After slowly getting to know Lan Xi, I gradually believed that what Lan Xi said was not a lie."

Wuyou was still confused, so he continued to ask, "But how did you end up here? Did you also travel to the modern era like me? What happened to you after I left?"

Xiao Chuhan's eyes were gentle but firm: "I don't remember what happened specifically. I just remember that something happened that year and I was trapped in a strange space where the flow of time is different from that in the outside world."

Wuyou listened, his eyes full of confusion and worry: "Then how did you get away, and how did you get here? And that little fox..."

Xiao Chuhan smiled slightly: "That little fox is a spiritual creature in that strange space. It received my blessing and helped me find a crack in time and space. It consumed a lot of spiritual power to send me here."