The flowers and leaves overlap, never to be seen again for eternity.

  "If one day I leave you, will you miss me?" Little White sat beside me, his eyes moving from mine to the red string around my neck. He stared blankly at it, and finally, in a moment when I was extremely embarrassed and fidgety, he asked.

  I was stunned for a moment, but I still think it's quite humorous. What's wrong with Xiao Bai? Has he gone crazy tonight?

  "Didn't you eat too much for dinner?" I used the back of my hand to knock against Xiaobai's forehead, and then stretched out my hand to knock against my own forehead. No problem with this one, he's fine!

  "A Li, do you think I'm joking with you?" Xiao Bai's face was solemn, his eyebrows slightly furrowed as he looked at me.

  Seeing Xiao Bai's serious expression, the difference from his usual demeanor was so great that a smile froze on my face. I got down from the long chair and sat with Xiao Bai, the lamp light shining on his face, looking somewhat lost.

  "Hmm, Xiao Bai, what's wrong with you today?" Seeing Xiao Bai remaining silent, and being completely different from the fox that stuck to my chest during the day, as well as the white-haired young master who transformed into a human shape and was self-absorbed, I leaned in and asked tentatively.

  "You answer me." Xiaobai raised his eyes and stared at mine, saying very seriously.

  "That, that's for sure, but what happened? You're going to leave us? Xiao Bai, did Uncle give you a hard time?" Looking at Xiao Bai's serious expression, I stuttered in response, but why does Xiao Bai want to leave us? Or where is he going?

  "No, Ah Li, don't think too much, this has nothing to do with the master." Xiaobai's gaze fell on the red rope around my neck again, and he curled up a smile from the corner of his mouth, shaking his head at me.

  I subconsciously wrapped the scarf around me, blocking that red string. Since this string was a talisman given to me by Uncle Ah, Xiaobai should also have reason to know about it.

  "Blood bead." Before I could even ask about the origin of this red string, Xiaobai had already spoken up in a low voice.

  Since it's a blood pearl, where is mine? Why is there only this one gold-inlaid red string, what about the blood pearl?

  Does he still remember the first time we met, when he was supposed to help his maid kill me? But when he saw this red rope around my neck, he suddenly became so respectful. What's the connection between him and this red rope?

  "Don't untie it." Seeing Xiao Bai had spoken up, I went ahead and handed this red rope to Xiao Bai to ponder over, so I could also ask clearly what's going on. Xiao Bai saw the situation and immediately stopped my action at the first moment.

  He was so tense, his expression growing increasingly strained, as if it were a matter of life and death, that he would die if he left me.

  "But there are no pearls." I put down my fingers and spread out my hands in a helpless gesture to Xiao Bai. This red string has been on me for as long as I can remember, and from what I recall, it was Uncle who gave it to me.

  "It's not gone, it's always by your side." Xiaobai's gaze remained fixed on the red string around my neck, muttering to himself.

  Isn't he leaving? Is he invisible?

  I repeatedly studied this red rope, but still couldn't figure out what it was for.

  "But it's me who thought too much, even if that day comes, I'll be by your side." Xiao Bai let out a snort, and in the quiet night, he couldn't help but say that his sudden happiness and then silence made me feel a bit dizzy and also a bit afraid, worried that he had received some kind of stimulation and would lose control.

  "What's wrong with you tonight?" I was even more bewildered, and for Xiao Bai, I was a bit worried at this time. Although he had transformed into human form only a few times, after all, the time he spent in my arms was every moment.

  "I... when the time comes, you will naturally understand." Xiaobai wanted to say something but stopped, and as he was leaving, he turned back to me and said.

  After Xiao Bai threw down this bunch of inexplicable things, he went back to the house, leaving me sitting alone in a daze, unable to think of anything.

  "Remember to sleep early, we still have to go to the village tomorrow." This was the last sentence that echoed in the wooden building after Xiaobai disappeared. His laughter had returned to its usual leisurely tone, as if our conversation earlier was just an illusion.

  I looked up at the moon gradually hiding behind the clouds, the whole sky getting darker and darker, a gentle breeze blowing, I shivered with cold, hugged my arms tightly and ran into the house.

  It's not that some kind of monster or ghost has appeared, but rather the mind is playing tricks in this quiet and dark night, surrounded by mountains on all sides, with a wooden building standing alone. Isn't this exactly the right moment for ghosts to appear?

  Although I knew it was myself scaring myself, I still got scared by myself and rushed into the house in a hurry.

  "Bang!"

  A crisp sound echoed, and I stood still in a daze, as if frightened silly, staring at the broken white ceramic basin on the ground and the scattered mud, the red flower that had bloomed in the night looked even more enchanting under the orange-red light.

  "Right, sorry." Some mud got on my shoes, I awkwardly took two steps back, but didn't dare to look up. It was because I rushed in from outside and bumped into Wei Jun'an, who was holding a flower pot at the turn, that I accidentally knocked over the flower in his hand.

  After a long time, I finally dared to look up at him, gazing at the broken flower pot on the ground, and said apologetically.

  "You're still so careless." Wei Junan's lips curled up into a faint smile, his eyes falling on my face as he helped me up from picking flowers off the ground. His fingers had just touched my arm when he spoke these words with such caution, as if afraid of breaking the silence of this quiet night.

  She raised her eyes to look at Wei Junan, under the orange-red lamp light, his face was so familiar.

  My heart skipped a beat!

  She stood up straight, her eyes fixed on Wei Jun'an's face for a long time without leaving.

  "You're leaving, what's this..." I gazed at him, a long and lingering stare, only because under the halo of light, his appearance became more and more like, more and more like Uncle Ah.

  "Ah! Oh, I was about to rest, where are you going?" Wei Junan's words pulled me out of my reverie, and I shifted my gaze from his face, which had been gazing at him with such deep affection that it made me feel a bit embarrassed. Uh, deep affection...

  This can be said, after reacting, I pretended to calm down and coughed lightly before saying.

  Wei Jun'an's mouth curved into a smile as he bent down to the ground, scooping up the mud and placing it in the broken ceramic tile pieces, carefully picking up that red Manjusaka.

  "Leave."

  It was just that in the instant his hand touched mine, I felt a sudden jolt in my heart and my gaze lingered on his jade-like face.

  I never knew there were people in the world who looked so similar, usually I just found a sense of Uncle Ah in Wei Junan's body, but today, at this moment, I saw his face clearly, why do I feel like seeing Uncle Ah when I see you?

  Who are you?

  Where did it come from? Where is it going?

  "It's also called the flower of the other shore." I was startled by my own thoughts, this man, I couldn't look at him closely, although a thought had sprouted in my heart, but I couldn't do that, the person I love is Qin Yu Yang, not Wei Jun An, this feeling, it's just because of my affection for Uncle Ah, Wei Jun An only looks similar to Uncle Ah, with a similar expression.

  I still pulled back my mind from the faint fear in my heart, and directed my gaze at the Manjusaka flower in Wei Junan's hand, I said softly.

  "Yes." Wei Jun'an had already picked up everything on the ground. He stood up with me, turned his head and smiled at me softly.

  "A woman I once knew also liked to call it that name." Wei Jun'an casually picked up another empty basin from the wooden table, and placed the Manchurian cherry blossoms in the flower pot. Although he was facing away from me, I could still sense a smile at the corner of his mouth from his tone of voice.

  "Does she also like to call it 'the flower that blooms on the other shore'?" In this way, if Wei Junan had a woman in his heart, I could dispel the occasional fluttering meaning from my heart earlier, because, apart from Qin Yue Yang, I would never fall in love with any man again. When I couldn't continue asking Wei Junan anything, I could only put the topic back on 'the flower that blooms on the other shore'.

  "Yes, just like you generally like, she is also a beautiful woman." Wei Junan turned his head to look at me, the smile at the corner of his mouth was so comfortable, I can be sure that the woman in his heart must be the one he holds dear.

  His gaze, gentle as water, fell on my face, and it seemed that at this moment, he saw the most beautiful woman in his heart on my face...

  "The peony blooms for a thousand years, withers for a thousand years, its leaves overlapping in endless cycles, never to meet again across the ages."

  "I'll go back to my room first." When Wei Junan's calm and gentle expression met mine, I knew he was just looking for a shadow of the woman in his heart, finding a shadow to lean on. I didn't know what kind of connection or love-hate entanglement he had with that woman, but I knew that Wei Junan deeply loved that woman.

  I was at a loss, and could only cast my gaze towards the Bougainvillea behind him, this red flower of hell that I liked to call "the flower on the other shore", which under the dim light, hidden in the dark wooden building, seemed to have come back to life like a bloodthirsty soul, standing alone in a pot that didn't belong to it.

  This dark night, in front of me, accompanied by the flower of death, is just that one thousand years of blooming, one thousand years of falling... Let the leaves never meet again. I thought of Uncle Ah, the most important woman in Uncle Ah's heart - Liu Xi Jun, two thousand years, this two-thousand-year-old female corpse and Uncle Ah's situation, isn't it just like this?

  I made an excuse to return to my room, the wooden door was closed by me, and Xiao Bai was not in my room because he had transformed into a human form, with male and female differences, after all, on this night, he was no longer a fox.

  I leaned against the wooden door, took a deep breath, and I, who never shed tears, felt my eyes getting moist, all for him, but would he know?

  Even if he knew, would he accept it?

  A girl like a foster daughter fell in love with a man like a foster father...

  A dark shadow flashed by, followed by a wave of gravity, his palm had already grasped my waist, a pain on my lips, the breath flowed across my face with his breathing, under the moonlight, I had barely made out the person before I could even scream.

  "Ah, uncle?" I widened my eyes in disbelief, staring at the man stuck to me.