Chapter 107 Bustling Outside the Window "Ayu?" "Ayu?" "Ayu?" After shouting several times without getting any response, Sang Yang pursed his lips and said, "I'm coming in?" while carefully pushing the door open a crack. Jiang Yu was lying on the floor, surrounded by some broken chestnut shells and some greasy candy wrappers. She lay flat on the table, her eyes closed, her hair disheveled, her hair accessories fallen to the ground, leaving only a headband loosely holding her hair together. Sang Yang subconsciously slowed down his pace, squatted down, and carefully took away the half-full pot of fruit wine that Jiang Yu was holding with his fingertips. Sang Yang's fingers were slightly cold. When he tentatively touched Jiang Yu's soft face, the pair of tightly closed eyes suddenly opened. Jiang Yu blinked slowly and confusedly, and his brain, which was a little slow due to sleep, finally recognized the owner of the slightly cold hands. She rubbed her cheek unconsciously against Sang Yang's palm, causing him to smile a little and asked her softly, "Fang He said he wants to go out for a walk. Ah Yu, do you want to go with us?"
Jiang Yu tilted his head and looked out the window. Night had already fallen, but he could vaguely see some bright lights. She separated from Mingji and returned to the inn when the sun was still shining. After drinking half a pot of fruit wine, she closed her eyes. When she opened them again, it was already night outside the window. She slept too long, and when she woke up, she was still a little dazed. Jiang Yu slowly grabbed Sang Yang's hand and tried to use it to sit up from the ground. Sang Yang let her do it, reached out to support her, and smoothed the slightly messy hair on her forehead. "Why are you sleeping here?" She casually pushed away the chestnut shells that were piled up next to her. She wasn't worried that Jiang Yu would catch a cold, but compared to the soft bed, the floor didn't look comfortable at all. Jiang Yu paused for a moment, blinked, and then smiled and said, "It's convenient to eat here." She brushed away her hair, glanced out the window, and supported herself with one hand to get up from the ground: "Wait for me for a while, I'll clean up." Sang Yang said "OK", stood up to make room for her, found a place to sit down, watched Jiang Yu put on her clothes and put her hair up again, smiled and took her arm and went out with her. Perhaps because of the sect competition, the entire Nanhai Creek became a lot more lively. As soon as Jiang Yu stepped out of the inn, he was quickly surrounded by the lively atmosphere. There were many monks in Nanhai Creek, and most of them had come out in pairs at this moment. The long street decorated with lights and lanterns was bustling with voices. Jiang Yu was pulled forward by Sang Yang, trying to avoid the crowd along the way, but he still inevitably bumped into people's shoulders. He could only apologize to them in a hurry and then walked forward with his head down. People kept stuffing purses filled with unknown contents into her arms. Jiang Yu had no time to refuse. She finally reached a road with relatively few people and looked at Sang Yang with helpless eyes. Sang Yang lowered his head to look into her arms and couldn't help but smile. "It's okay." She smiled, "This is the custom here in Nanhai Creek. No matter if you are a man or a woman, if you meet someone you like, you can give them a purse and put anything in it. If the other person is interested, they will give you a purse in return." Jiang Yu looked down at the purses in his hands, and Sang Yang immediately said, "If you don't like any of them, you don't have to worry about it. You can do whatever you want with them." Jiang Yu pursed his lips, put all the things into the storage ring, and smiled: "Let's go." Sang Yang followed her and curved his eyes, pulling her forward, and finally found a few people waiting for them under an ordinary big tree. "Junior sister!" Fu Shuang was the first to see them and waved to them excitedly.
(End of this chapter)