Twenty days passed in a flash.
The next day, just as Xiao Chen was about to head down the mountain with eighteen bottles of freshly made Qi Nourishing Pills, he noticed red lanterns hanging everywhere on Bishui Peak.
"Junior Brother Xiao, you're finally out! We all got together for Laba porridge the other day, and I didn't see you."
Shen Siyue's voice came from above. Looking up, he saw her standing in a poplar tree, tying a lantern with a Red Ribbon in her hands.
It was already late in the twelfth lunar month. The world was stark and barren, with only the occasional small clump of grayish-yellow grass tips poking through.
Dressed in a red gown, Shen Siyue's bright eyes, pearly teeth, and skin fairer than snow made her look exceptionally captivating.
HUFF… Xiao Chen let out a long breath. Watching the "white smoke" of his breath dissipate quickly, he finally realized it was almost the New Year.
'Compared to how long the previous three years felt, this year has flown by.'
