So, that call of "A yu" he asked for counted as a lingering thought he left for himself.
In the future, if there comes a moment when the heights he reaches feel unbearably cold, he can recall today.
After that, Xie Yu went alone to what's said to be the most effective Goddess Temple in the capital.
Facing the divine statue, he made a wish—
"In this life, she and I are not fated to be together, but in the next life, perhaps God, you might have mercy and fulfill my wish?"
"If in the next life I still cannot be with her, then I wish for the life after that."
"I can wait. After all, they say it takes a thousand years of fate to become a couple. So, let's take it slow."
As he spoke, he looked up at the divine statue, a gentle and relieved expression in his eyes.
Outside the temple, the ginkgo tree, much like a Xiangsi Tree, swayed in the wind.
Ten days later.
The weather was clear and pleasant; it was a good day for a journey, as Bai Zhi'er had predicted.
