bookcurios Chapter 177 Bai Fan Calls
Chapter 177 Bai Fan Calls
As the hours ticked by, the atmosphere in the bar gradually heated up. As the clock struck midnight, all the music suddenly paused. The lights dimmed, and the crowd began to stir, anticipating the arrival of the new year. A mixture of tension and excitement filled the air, as everyone waited for that moment, hoping for more hope and joy in the new year.
"Everyone, let's count down together to welcome the new year." The DJ's voice boomed over the microphone, a touch of excitement. Everyone in the bar began to count down: "Five," "Four," "Three," "Two," "One," "Zero." The voices merged into a powerful force, seemingly capable of breaking through all obstacles and welcoming a new beginning.
"Happy New Year! Turn up the music, keep partying!" As the DJ called out, the entire bar was instantly engulfed in a joyful atmosphere. Ying Ni joined the crowd, chanting the countdown and welcoming the new year. A smile spread across her face, as if all her worries had melted away with the ringing of the old year's bells. She swayed to the music, savoring this moment of joy and freedom, as if the whole world was spinning for her.
Under the dim light, He Qingming's gaze penetrated the hustle and bustle of the bar and fixed on Ying Ni. When he realized that Ying Ni was in the bar, he went downstairs and stood in a blind spot. He could see everyone in the bar, but others could not see clearly in this direction. A sharp light flashed in his eyes, as if it could see through all illusions. The crowd in the bar swayed on the dance floor, and the rhythm of the music was deafening, but all this seemed to have nothing to do with him. His attention was all on the vague causal line beside Ying Ni, which was the thread of fate connecting the two of them. It was as if in the endless universe, that line was the only clearly visible trajectory, guiding their mutual destiny.
He Qingming took a deep breath. He knew that if he used the power of karma, Ying Ni would immediately notice. He had considered this option, but millennia of pursuit had taught him patience. Ying Ni, once an ancient god, even now at the level of a human immortal, still possessed an unparalleled sense of perception. Any attempt to inquire into her fate would be instantly detected, like the brightest star in the night sky, even obscured by clouds, still visible to discerning eyes.
He whispered to Xie Hui beside him, "Look up her name and address." His voice was deep and firm, revealing unquestionable determination. He Qingming's face was expressionless, but his heart was turbulent. He had long been accustomed to waiting; a thousand years had already passed, so why would he fear waiting a few more days? To him, time was like a slowly flowing river; he had long since learned to wait patiently by its banks.
Ying Li checked the time, feeling she'd had enough fun tonight. She smiled faintly and decided to go back to sleep. She'd certainly been a bit excited today, but the night was late, and it was time to rest her body and soul. She stood up and slid lightly through the crowd, like a gentle breeze, leaving behind an elusive silhouette. Like a shooting star streaking across the night sky, though fleeting, it left a lasting mark in people's hearts.
Ying Ying neatly packed her belongings. Her mood was as peaceful as the night, yet tinged with a subtle excitement. She meticulously checked each item, making sure nothing was missing, and then neatly placed them in her backpack. At the bar, she gracefully paid the bill, her movements unhurried, as if savoring the tranquility of the moment. She stood up, her steps light as if on clouds, and slowly walked towards the door. The night breeze blew gently as she pressed the car key in her hand. The headlights flickered, and the driver's door opened. She got in and started the engine. The roar of the car was particularly clear in the silent night sky, like a symphony of the night.
Ying Ni drove at breakneck speed, as if desperate to escape or reach a destination. She darted through the night, her headlights piercing the darkness like an arrow of light. On the return trip, however, she slowed down, as if savoring the quiet and solitude of the night. Outside the car window, traces of firecrackers lit up the landscape like tiny stars, and every household was ablaze with lights, a warm and peaceful atmosphere. Ying Ni felt an inexplicable emotion well up in her heart. She finally understood the warm atmosphere described by the ancients as "a myriad of lights," and felt the warmth and beauty of life.
By the time she returned to the small building, the night had deepened, the clock quietly striking three. She didn't linger for long, simply washing up before climbing into bed and letting her exhausted body drift into sleep. The night was quiet and profound, and in her dreams, Ying Ni might relive the tranquility and warmth of that night, dreaming of those warm lights and quiet streets, dreaming of herself soaring freely in this peaceful night.
On this winter day, the first day of the Lunar New Year, sunlight streamed through the gauze-lined window lattices, casting soft rays of light, as if a gift from nature, warm and bright. A few playful rays danced and played on Ying Ni's face, as if they too sensed the joy of this special day, celebrating in their own unique way. Caressed by these rays, Ying Ni's eyes gradually opened. She felt not a blinding glare, but a gentle awakening. Reluctantly, she shielded herself from the warm sunlight, her thoughts still lingering on the edge of sleep, as if unwilling to fully awaken.
Just then, her stomach growled in protest, shattering the morning's tranquility and reminding her that a new day had begun. Ying Ying realized she had missed breakfast. She reached for her phone on the bedside table and glanced at the time—it was past two in the afternoon. She couldn't help but smile. During this Spring Festival holiday, time seemed to have slowed down, making people slow down and enjoy the leisurely moments.
The first day of the Lunar New Year is a time for family joy, with every household immersed in the joy of the Spring Festival. People don their festive attire and begin visiting each other, exchanging New Year's greetings. But Ying Ni, feeling no desire to cook, pulls out her phone, taps the screen, and begins searching for nearby restaurants. She wants a simple yet delicious lunch to satisfy her long-restaurant hunger. On this special day, she hopes to add a touch of special flavor to her Spring Festival holiday with delicious food.
Ying Xuan curled up in a recliner, her smartphone tightly gripped in her hand. Her eyes quickly scanned the screen, browsing the nearby restaurants. Sunlight filtered through the sparse clouds, illuminating her slightly bewildered face and casting a warm golden glow on her skin. Suddenly, a call alert popped up on her phone, the words "Bai Fan" displayed on the screen. She frowned slightly, a strange feeling welling up in her heart. Nothing special had happened in her life recently, so Bai Fan's call was a surprise; she didn't know what it would bring.