Luo Jun’s situation is different from Chen Huihong’s. Chen Huihong has reached the last ti she forgets everything. What she needs to do is to rember; she knew she had failed her spiritual trial only right before her death in the first life.
So after seeing the last segnt of Chen Huihong’s dream, the Longevity Noodles’ dish prompt asked Qin Huai to make a bowl of Longevity Noodles for Chen Huihong.
But Luo Jun is only in his first life now, and he clearly knows the reason for his failure in the spiritual trial. Perhaps it’s not that he can’t succeed; he just doesn’t want to.
What Luo Jun needs is to forget.
He is waiting for death in an absolutely lucid state, taking responsibility for his arrogance.
Qin Huai doesn’t even know how to comnt on what Luo Jun did. He’s like a child with a trendous ability, unaware of his mistakes. By the ti he truly faces the consequences, it’s already too late.
"You are too arrogant." That’s all Qin Huai can say.
Luo Jun nods: "Yes, I am too arrogant."
"So I’ve told you not to waste ti on my mories. I’ve been waiting here for 60 years for death, and all you need to do is to inherit my legacy once I’m gone."
Qin Huai can only sigh, knowing Luo Jun is right.
"Do you rember the many yellow butterflies in my collection room?" Luo Jun asked.
Qin Huai nods.
"Sotis I really hate people like you who have a system and are extrely impolite to see others’ mories." Luo Jun said irritably while biting into the guo’er, "making it impossible for to escape reality."
"On the first day I arrived in the human world, I watched Liu Tao perform ’Liang Zhu’ in front of a rural stage."
"Their theater troupe, with simple costus and crude set design, won with novelty. At the last scene of the tamorphosis, Master Liu would secretly release two yellow butterflies from backstage."
"One of those butterflies landed on my hand, and since then I’ve liked this story very much."
"Even if I later found out, the dead can’t co back to life, and lovers can’t turn into butterflies like in the story of ’Liang Zhu’. But there’s still a sliver of hope in my heart, thinking that if I keep watch by Liu Tao’s grave, one day, a yellow butterfly will land on the back of my hand, even if that butterfly isn’t Liu Tao."
"But in the 60 years since then, never has a yellow butterfly lingered for ."
"There were many specins of yellow butterflies in my showroom before, self-deceptively, since no yellow butterfly lingered for , I would just put more specins in the showroom."
"But after you finished viewing the first segnt of mory and had the painter draw Liu Tao’s portrait, I realized I couldn’t even rember what Liu Tao looked like."
"No matter how many specins of yellow butterflies there were in the showroom, I couldn’t encounter the one I wanted to et. The dead can’t co back to life, there are no two people exactly alike in the world, and people won’t reincarnate. I told Chen Huihong these words with confidence, yet in my heart, there’s still a bit of fantasy and luck."
Qin Huai said: "So you replaced all the specins in the showroom."
"All replaced." Luo Jun said, "It’s aningless anymore."
Qin Huai thought for a while, asking: "I know it might be a bit presumptuous to ask this, but... where is Liu Tao buried now..."
Luo Jun pointed outside the window.
Qin Huai: ?
"Right there."
Even the direction Luo Jun pointed, Qin Huai saw the greenery outside. That patch of greenery was very familiar to him because he had sat there chatting with Luo Jun, the place where vegetation was most lush.
Qin Huai widened his eyes in surprise.
"You can’t tell, right, in over 60 years, everything has changed, and I didn’t expect the scenic spot I chose back then, now has such high property prices."
"So..." Qin Huai felt his voice, because of surprise, had a hint of etherealness, "the reason why you participated in the developnt of this neighborhood back then... is it because Liu Tao is buried here, so you fully took charge of the neighborhood’s landscape design?!"
"That’s right." Luo Jun nodded.
Qin Huai wanted to say sothing more when Chen Huihong’s knocking ca from outside the door.
"I’ve brought the laundry detergent, may I co in now? If not, I can go back and get two more bottles." Chen Huihong shouted from outside the door.
Luo Jun stood up speechlessly to open the door for Chen Huihong: "Zhang Shui knows that when I asked her to buy hanging orchids, she didn’t actually need to do so, why did you really bring laundry detergent?"
Chen Huihong entered with two bottles of laundry detergent, speaking as if it was natural: "Because my house does indeed have a lot, I’m worried about how to use them. It’s my brother’s fault; he had so event where if you paid for property fees, you’d get laundry detergent. He bought too much, couldn’t bear to give it to the company employees, and handed it all to . I’m not running a laundry shop; what am I going to do with so much laundry detergent?"
Chen Huihong skillfully grabbed a banana from the fruit platter on the table and peeled it: "Are you guys finished talking? How was it? Was there anything that you can tell ?"
Qin Huai thought for two seconds and said: "We both agree that this ti passing the spiritual trial is impossible, and I’ll beco his entire inheritance’s heir."
"Wow." Chen Huihong had already eaten half a banana, "Not bad, so do you have any requirents about the cetery? Should we make arrangents in advance?"
Luo Jun: ...
Luo Jun recounted roughly what he was willing to share.
After listening, Chen Huihong comnted sincerely: "You deserve it more than I do."
"You Bi fang aren’t any better than us Plant Spirits either."
"At least I’m trying to learn to be human, and you haven’t learned at all."
"If you were a Plant Spirit, you’d have been burned to death by now."
In this round, the Plant Spirits won a great victory.
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