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Chapter 121: Xi Jiu's Gift

The night sky that has just rained is like a washed black velvet cloth, clean and clear. Countless bright stars are dotted in the night sky and intertwined into stars, like a dream.

Ruan Qi took off the coat on her body, opened the door and got out of the car.

The fresh air blows into your nostrils, the dazzling and gorgeous stars are above your head, and the lights of thousands of houses overlooking the imperial capital are at your feet.

Ruan Qi was on top of the mountain, as if immersed in a dreamy universe.

At this moment, a pair of hands gently wrapped around her waist.

The man's warm breath lingered in her ear, and his voice was low and lingering, "Do you like it, baby?"

The girl, immersed in the starlight and lights, nodded blankly.

"I like it, it's so beautiful..."

Xi Jiu laughed softly.

His hand slipped from the girl's waist and intertwined his fingers to hold her little hand, "Baby, come with me."

Ruan Qi didn't know where the man was taking her, and her little face showed a bit of confusion. She reluctantly looked at the lights under her feet and the stars above her head, then raised her feet and followed the man's footsteps.

The night breeze is refreshing, mixed with the fragrance of vegetation.

On the narrow mountain road, the tall man held the girl's hand and walked step by step towards the end of the road.

Although there are stars in the mountain sky, there are no lights. The deeper the mountain road goes, the denser the trees on both sides become, until finally the branches that cover the sky completely block the starlight.

Ruan Qi let Xi Jiu hold her hand and walked slowly in the darkness. She had good night vision. She looked up at the dense trees around her and asked curiously: "Jiujiu, where are we going?"

Xi Jiu, who was leading the way, squeezed her hand gently, and her cold and gentle voice spread out in the dark night.

"Go to our home."

Home?

There was a hint of surprise in Ruan Qi's eyes.

She couldn't restrain her curiosity and wanted to continue asking. Xi Jiu, who was walking in front, suddenly stopped.

Ruan Qi looked at his back in confusion, "Jiujiu, why are you..."

Before he finished speaking, warm yellow lights lit up without warning on both sides of the dark mountain road.

Half-person-high white hollow petal street lamps stand quietly on both sides of the mountain road one by one. Strings of wind chimes composed of white feathers and colorful shells hang from the hollow petals of the street lamps, swaying quietly in the night wind.

A string of wind chimes was blown by the wind, and the soft feathers gently caressed Ruan Qi's arm.

Ruan Qi, who was a little stunned, subconsciously grabbed the feather, but unexpectedly discovered that there seemed to be a sugar-pink paper roll tied to the lower end of the feather.

She let go of Xi Jiu's hand and slowly opened the paper.

——May the baby have a safe life.

The man's handwriting is sharp and vigorous, and it is a little more gentle when it falls on the pink paper roll.

Ruan Qi recognized who wrote this word at a glance. She raised her head and looked at Xi Jiu, "Jiujiu, you..." Before she could finish her words, she seemed to think of something, put down the wind chime wrapped with paper in her hand, and walked downstairs.

A street lamp.

She used her fingers to lift up the feather wind chime hanging on the street lamp. As expected, there was also a paper roll wrapped around the lowest feather.

Ruan Qi quickly opened the paper roll.

——May your baby have a smooth life.

The little girl's eye circles instantly turned red.

She pursed her lips, and as she walked forward, she unwrapped all the paper rolls under the street lamps and wind chimes.

May the baby be free from illness and disaster.

May the baby be safe and happy.

May your baby have a worry-free life.

May your baby be happy and forget his worries.

May the baby...

There are a total of 52 street lamps and 52 strings of wind chimes. On the paper roll of each string of wind chimes, there are wishes written by Xi Jiu himself.

He did not write that he hoped that he and Ruan Qi would be together for a hundred years, or that Ruan Qi would love him forever. Xi Jiu abandoned himself and wrote down the most desired prayer in his heart, stroke by stroke.

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