Meng Ruji wanted to hurry their journey. With two days of travel remaining, they arrived in no time…
Because Meng Ruji used money.
With magic spells activated, riding the wind for thousands of miles, they started flying in the morning, and before noon had passed, the group had already landed at the tail end of the Nai River.
However, throughout this journey, compared to yesterday, Meng Ruji had been unusually quiet. She didn’t even ride the same wind current as Mu Sui—the two of them took their own money and flew separately, with no communication along the way.
Ye Chuan was given some money to fly with the wind, following behind the two. Tuzi had transformed into rabbit form and was held in Ye Chuan’s arms, while Mo Li had become a stone held in the rabbit’s embrace.
The rabbit looked at the two people ahead, his red eyes filled with great confusion: “This evil woman spoke so confidently yesterday, clinging so inseparably—how is it that when I woke up today, everything changed?”
Normally, stone Mo Li wouldn’t make a sound, but he couldn’t help but speak:
“She went too far.”
“What went too far?”
“She reached her limit. She needs to recover.”
The rabbit’s lips twitched, muttering curses: “This evil woman has no perseverance.”
Ye Chuan raised his eyebrows, remaining silent without joining the conversation. His gaze swept past the backs of the two people ahead and looked toward the reverse-flowing Nai River.
At the tail end of the Nai River, under the shade of Ruwei grass, the surrounding moisture grew increasingly heavy.
The Nai River flowing upward toward the sky appeared to be dozens of miles wide from this angle. The river water had transformed into mist, surging upward layer by layer, like a massive upside-down waterfall.
The mist carried tiny points of light, flying from the ground toward the sky, ultimately disappearing into the air.
The scene was magnificent yet silent, like the torrent of time quietly passing by one’s ears, leaving no trace, yet traces were everywhere.
Meng Ruji looked up at the Nai River and found herself somewhat mesmerized.
Until she caught sight of a figure suddenly appearing at her side from the corner of her eye.
Only then did Meng Ruji come to her senses and look beside her. This was a strange man standing quietly in the distance, head lowered, gazing at his hands, contemplating something unknown. His expression held a peculiar tranquility.
Meng Ruji looked around, and this glance made her somewhat alarmed…
Without her noticing, many figures had appeared on the vast grassland—men, women, the elderly, and the young. They all stood motionless, some suddenly appearing, others suddenly disappearing. The appearing people had various expressions but shared the same quietness, making no sound, or rather… emitting no aura whatsoever.
“What is this?” Meng Ruji was shocked by the scene before her. For a moment, she forgot the awkwardness of the journey and asked Mu Sui beside her, “Have you been to this place before? Do you know?”
Mu Sui looked up at the sunlight overhead:
“Those are the light points from the Nai River.”
“Light points?”
“Only during daylight can you see such scenery on this grassland.” Mu Sui looked at the people before them, his voice calm as he quietly narrated.
“They are all people from the No Refuge Land who have already passed away. They enter the Nai River, becoming light points that flow toward the sky. When passing through this section of upward-flowing path, the deviation of sunlight projects all those tiny points of light onto this grassland.”
As Mu Sui spoke, Meng Ruji couldn’t help but reach out, wanting to gently touch the man beside her, but her hand passed through his arm like passing through dappled afternoon sunlight.
Immediately after, following a wave of mist, the man’s light and shadow disappeared.
“The light points in Nai River… are of this appearance…” Meng Ruji looked up, and when she saw those light points again, she had a different feeling.
“This is the last afterglow they leave in this world.” Mu Sui looked at her, “You are the last person to see these people.”
“Originally, when many people meet, each encounter is the final meeting. But when you put it this way, it has a different feeling.” Meng Ruji watched the figures appearing and disappearing among the grass and shadows, saying, “They haven’t seen me, yet I’ve seen them. This, too, is a wonderful fate.”
Meng Ruji continued forward, focusing on watching the figures before her, so she didn’t notice that behind her, Mu Sui’s gaze also fell on her.
He watched her pass through mist and walk into gaps of sunlight.
Suddenly, Meng Ruji turned around. Her black pupils, reflecting light filtered through the mist, gazed into his eyes with a hazy look.
For some reason, Mu Sui seemed unable to meet her gaze. He looked away slightly, but it was as if threads were pulling his eyes, drawing his attention back to Meng Ruji.
He could only control his eyes not to look at her directly, but couldn’t control his peripheral vision from watching her.
Meng Ruji was completely unaware of these thoughts.
“The person you seek lives in such a place—she must be a remarkable person too. Her requirements are probably not easy to meet.” She said.
Mu Sui looked into the distance and answered: “I’m determined to succeed.”
“Like how I am with you?” Meng Ruji said it naturally.
She constantly kept her purpose in mind, even rehearsing in dreams how to flirt with Mu Sui, so this response came very naturally.
But after she said this, Mu Sui didn’t respond.
The misty grassland fell into brief silence again.
Mu Sui looked into the distance, but for some reason, Meng Ruji felt he wasn’t looking at the distance. She became somewhat uncomfortable in the silence.
Meng Ruji didn’t know what Mu Sui was thinking at this moment, but she knew that her mind was now filled with that kiss from earlier…
The slightly warm body temperature, dry lips, the scent unique to him…
And in her mind, that word kept emerging uncontrollably—
“Take him!”
“Take him!”