The girl’s boyfriend beside her darkened his face, grabbed her hand, "No matter how charming, she’s not yours, let’s go home."
"Hey, hey, hey, don’t be so stingy, admiring beauty is always okay."
The cold wind blew past, carrying away the voices of the man and the girl.
Mo Yunchen crossed the couple and ran towards the direction they were pointing to; fifty meters away, his phoenix eyes intensely scanned the crowd, but none was the familiar figure he sought. A bodyguard nearby saw Mo Yunchen so out of control and quickly ran up, "Master Mo, what are you looking for?"
"Search, everyone search, we must find the lady."
In this world, only she could tell fortunes and also knew medicine; it must be his Qinqin who had come back!
The bodyguards looked at each other, not understanding what Master Mo was talking about. How could the lady possibly have come back?
No one dared to contradict him; they spread out neatly, searching for familiar faces and grabbing every young girl to inspect, frightening many people into scattering from the moat.
Many shadows dispersed from the moat because of the bodyguards’ actions.
A few minutes later, there were almost no people left.
Several bodyguards approached Mo Yunchen with heads bowed, "Master Mo, there’s no trace of the lady."
Mo Yunchen closed his eyes in agony, his right hand gripping the stone column next to the moat, and suddenly roared towards the moat, his voice piercing, "Qinqin, come back!"
Mo Yunchen’s voice was very loud, causing many passersby to look over, wondering at Mo Yunchen who seemed somewhat crazed, shouting towards the moat.
Su Qing, who was walking across the road with Feng Bai, suddenly turned around forcefully to look back, seeing only unfamiliar scenery which included neon colored lights and fireworks spreading across the night sky, with numerous vehicles driving by on the road.
"Su Qing master, what’s wrong?" Feng Bai asked, puzzled at Su Qing’s sudden turn to look behind.
Su Qing withdrew her gaze in confusion, shaking her head, "I don’t know, it feels like someone is calling me?"
She truly felt someone was calling her, but she didn’t know anyone here aside from Feng Bai; she must have heard wrong, it had to be a mistake.
"Su Qing master, perhaps you’re tired, you heard wrong," Feng Bai suggested.
Feng Bai’s gaze passed over Su Qing to look behind, but there was nothing; who would call out for Su Qing master?
"Perhaps you’re right, let’s go back," Su Qing agreed.
Perhaps truly weary, Su Qing and Feng Bai walked towards a distant residential complex, entered an apartment, and after washing up, Su Qing didn’t lie down in bed but stood in front of the window, watching the colorful fireworks bloom far away.
In a villa halfway up the hill, the lights were bright.
In the quiet dining room, the servant retreated, and Han Xing stood behind Qi Tianshang, who was sitting alone at the dining table with a lavish dinner set before him. Opposite him, a clean plate was set neatly as if expecting someone. Qi Tianshang raised his head, his handsome face like a sculpture, looking towards the empty chair opposite him. His gaze was tender, as if there was someone seated there, or even the woman he deeply loved.
"Every year, I set up a set of tableware, pretending you’re beside me, accompanying me," Qi Tianshang said softly, his lips curled in a faint smile. "Actually, even if you were a ghost, at this time, you should be by his side, not mine."
"I always wonder when you’ll come back? Mo Yunchen is waiting for you, and haven’t I also been waiting for you?"
"It’s so quiet here, as if there’s no sign of life, so cold."
Qi Tianshang spoke quietly, and after a long while, he stood up and walked aside, "Clear it away."
Han Xing watched the untouched food and sighed almost imperceptibly.
A man dressed in black came in from outside, whispered a few words into Han Xing’s ear, to which Han Xing nodded, gesturing with a wave of his hand for the man to leave. The man in black withdrew respectfully.
Han Xing glanced at Qi Tianshang, who stood before the floor-to-ceiling window looking out, and then walked up to him, saying softly, "Honorable Master, news from our people, Mo Yunchen was spotted near the moat tonight."
Without turning his head, Qi Tianshang hummed a response, "Why would Mo Yunchen be at the moat on New Year’s Eve instead of being with his precious son and daughter?"
"It is said that Mo Yunchen seemed to be ordering his men to find someone... He seemed to be looking for Miss Qin." Han Xing said and added, "Some also heard him shouting Qinqin, come back."
Qi Tianshang’s hands tightened, his expression trembled, "Is she back?"
Han Xing bowed his head, not daring to speak. Could Miss Qin really have returned from the dead? But how could that be possible?