He would inexplicably get angry because Bai Zhi was friends with that person, and also feel heartache from a single word of hers, wanting to jump up with happiness from another.
And Bai Zhi had become somewhat unreasonable. , they were actually showing their truest selves to each other. He should be happy about it.
"Pah, I don’t need any face. I’m leaving!"
Bai Zhi snorted and turned to leave, but a smile crept up on the corners of her mouth.
Who said she couldn’t throw a fit?
Arguing occasionally and being willful felt really good.
It’s just that, perhaps, there would no longer be chances in the future.
Bai Zhi got home thinking she wouldn’t be able to sleep. At that moment, her emotions suddenly erupted, catching her off guard. It turns out she did care about those feelings.
Even deep within her heart, there was actually a bit of fear.
Even though, she thought she saw a glimmer of hope, she was always anxious about losing it.
That’s why she tried so hard to prove herself, to show she was useful.
Only in front of Moh Li did she feel relaxed to be whatever she wanted.
She thought she would toss and turn, but before she knew it, she had fallen asleep.
The same was true for Moh Li. Initially, he was sulking without knowing why, but in that moment, he realized what he wanted.
Seeing Bai Zhi’s emotional breakdown, he only had one thought: who cares who he compared to, as long as she was happy.
On the twenty-ninth of the twelfth month, people pasted couplets and started boiling pig heads—it was time for the New Year celebration.
Bai Xin and others got up early for a quick bite and headed to the square, taking along pork heads, tails, and various poultry and fish. Today, everything was taken care of.
Then they could celebrate the New Year together. There were also many events like singing, dancing, and skits, all organized by the villagers.
They went to help and even started playing card games. Bai Zhi stayed home waiting for Ouyang.
As for the Hemostatic Powder, she had reduced the dosage. It was effective but significantly less so.
Before long, Ouyang arrived, bringing lots of stuff with him, including milk, fruits, and even a durian.
It was really something, getting a durian in the middle of winter.
Was this showing off?
"This is durian, it smells as strong as stinky tofu but is definitely worth having. Once you taste it, you won’t be able to stop. I know you’ve never tried it, but no worries, just give it a taste and if you like it, I’ll bring it often."
Ouyang’s lips curled into his usual slightly mischievous smile.
It made Bai Zhi feel like slapping him. Bringing a durian and acting all impressive.
"Oh, I don’t want it."
If she wanted to eat it, wouldn’t she just buy it herself? Did she need him to bring it?
"Why? Bai Zhi, I brought this especially for you. Can you give me a bit of face? It’s cute to have a temper, but putting on airs all the time is a bit too much."
Ouyang was getting impatient. Although he needed her help, her continuous airs were a bit too much.
"What do I care how I appear to you? Can we just talk about the important stuff? I have five bottles of Freshening Pills here, only one bottle of Medicine Powder left, just give me 280 and we’re done."
Bai Zhi thought it over and spoke. She didn’t think there was anything wrong with her prices. If he didn’t like it, he could just leave it. She really didn’t mind.
"Alright, alright. I mean, we are friends, and you’ve saved me more than once. People say a life-saving grace is priceless, so maybe..."
Ouyang tried to add a touch more sentiment, but Bai Zhi immediately cut him off.
"Stop, we’re not at that stage. Just pay me, and we’re even."
Ouyang’s lips twitched. This Bai Zhi, really too uncooperative.
He took out five hundred yuan, attempting to give it to Bai Zhi, but she pushed him away, handed out three twenty yuan notes as change.