At the corner in front, a dark shadow suddenly appeared.

"ah!"

Ping'er screamed in fright, her knees softened and she almost fell down.

"Are you...Ping'er?"

The black shadow in front of her suddenly called out her name.

Ping'er was startled for a moment, the voice was so familiar, could it be...

"Ping'er? It's really you!"

A familiar voice sounded again, and a black shadow walked out from the corner over there.

At this time, a round moon hung on the treetops. The moonlight shone on the man, and a familiar face suddenly appeared in Ping'er's sight.

"Eternal...Eternal Immortal?"

Ping'er's eyes widened and her voice trembled slightly.

After not seeing him for more than half a year, she thought her heart had calmed down.

But when she saw him again, she heard her heartbeat still beat a few times.

Even thinking about the previous visit and worrying about Huahua, I didn't even comb my hair when I came to Uncle Fu's house.

This hair was combed when I got up this morning. It's already night, is it like a madman?

He must be very ugly and slovenly, right?

Thinking of this, Ping'er suddenly felt a little inferior. She took two steps back and looked away slightly.

And here, Yang Yongxian is also looking at Ping'er.

"It's been half a year and you've lost a lot of weight." What he was thinking in his mind came out.

After saying it, I felt a little embarrassed.

Ping'er squeezed out a wry smile and said, "You haven't lost any weight either."

Yang Yongxian asked Ping'er again: "I haven't seen you back in the village for more than half a year. I guess you are living well in the restaurant in the town, right?"

Ping'er nodded, "Well, not bad, what about you?"

"What's wrong with me?" he asked.

Ping'er said: "You and your wife... get along well, right?"

Yang Yongxian's smile was a little forced.

He responded vaguely, his eyes falling on Ping'er's back.

"What's wrong with Huahua?" he asked.

Mentioning this, Ping'er sighed, looked sideways at Huahua who was sleeping on her back, and told Yang Yongxian what happened before.

"Let's go, I'll take you back."

Yang Yongxian said, stepping forward to take Huahua from Ping'er's back, but Ping'er dodged.

"It's okay, I can do it myself, you can go about your business," she said.

There was a lot of alienation in her eyes.

Yang Yongxian felt a little disappointed in his heart.

"It's so late, and I'm worried about you two weak women," he said.

Ping'er also said: "If you haven't gone back so late, your wife will be worried. You'd better go back quickly!"

She carried Huahua on her back and walked away. Yang Yongxian caught up with her from behind. Without any explanation, she took Huahua and held her in her arms, letting Huahua's head rest on his shoulder.

"It's late at night, Huahua is still sick, don't give in to me, and leave quickly!"

After saying these words, Yang Yongxian walked quickly ahead with Huahua in his arms.

Ping'er froze on the spot, looking at his back, a familiar warmth rising in her heart.

Biting her lip gently, she trotted after him.

The two of them were silent all the way, and neither one took the initiative to talk to the other.

Just after we passed Tangba and were about to reach the road directly in front of Yang Huazhong's yard, a man ran towards us.

"Eternal Immortal?"

The man stood in the middle of the road, blocking the way of Yang Yongxian and Ping'er.

Hearing this voice, Yang Yongxian's steps stopped abruptly.

He suddenly raised his head and looked at the figure blocking the road in front of him. Under the moonlight, his expression changed.

Ping'er panted and followed up. Seeing that Yang Yongxian had stopped moving, she looked at his sudden change of expression and was startled.

"Yongxian, what's wrong with you?" Ping'er asked.

Yang Yongxian did not respond, but stared straight ahead.

Ping'er was surprised for a moment and followed his gaze and looked over.

A young woman stood in the middle of the road. The moonlight was very bright, illuminating her clothes and her facial features very clearly.

Wearing a pink autumn coat, a taupe-brown skirt, her hair was tied up in a woman's bun on top of her head, with a silver hairpin stuck in it.

She also wore a pair of silver earrings on her ears, swaying gently.

He has thick eyebrows and big eyes, his nose is not very high, his lips are a bit small but a bit thin.

Just pouting and frowning at them, the frost on his face deepened little by little.

His whole body was also trembling.

Ping'er was startled for a moment, this is... Li Xiuxin?

Ping'er was also stunned, frozen in place not knowing what to say.

Here, Li Xiuxin came back to her senses a little, and she looked at the three people standing in front of her.

Yang Yongxian was carrying a sleeping child on his back, and the smile on his face seemed to have not completely faded.

Although this was the first time Li Xiuxin had seen the strange woman standing next to him, she was certain that she was Ping'er.

The woman who gave him the sachet!

No wonder he keeps thinking about her, this woman is really beautiful.

Especially this bird-like panic look, it is really like a delicate flower as mentioned in the book.

If I were a man, I would probably want to protect this delicate flower.

Li Xiuxin felt sour and depressed.

Especially when I see my man standing together with another woman and showing off like this.

It was as if she was an outsider. This feeling of inferiority and astonishment intertwined in her heart over and over again. The shadow that had finally faded over the past six months was reawakened in an instant.

The scar that had just been formed was torn open in an instant, leaving it bloody and bloody!

She didn't say anything, she just stood stiffly in the middle of the road, looking straight at the man and woman.

Yang Yongxian also recovered from his shock.

He took a deep breath and suppressed the anxiety and worry in his heart.

"Xiuxin, didn't I ask you to wait for me in the hall of my third uncle's house? Why did you run out alone this late at night?" he asked with concern.

Li Xiuxin twitched the corners of her lips, her resentful eyes still lingering on Ping'er, but she spoke to Yang Yongxian.

"The third brother and the fourth brother came back a long time ago. No wonder you didn't come back. You were busy with this."

"Yang Yongxian, you are really a very honest and warm-hearted person!"

"I was so stupidly worried about you that I came out to look for you in the middle of the night, hahaha..."

Li Xiuxin laughed, but this laughter was worse than crying.

Yang Yongxian knew Li Xiuxin well, and he knew that the more she sneered like this, it meant that the anger in her heart was surging, and she would become hysterical in a moment.

Over the past six months, he had become accustomed to her hysteria and became numb to her suspicion.

But tonight, he was very afraid of her doing this.

Because Ping'er was here, he didn't want to implicate innocent people.

"Xiuxin, don't be like this, things are not what you think!" Yang Yongxian quickly explained.

Li Xiuxin sneered and asked: "What was I thinking about? I didn't think about anything."
Chapter completed!