After enjoying a sumptuous lunch in the theme music restaurant, Zhao Meng and Jiayuan once again walked in the streets and alleys of the ancient town...

After passing through a few mottled alleys, they came to Tiangong Street, which was the largest street on the eighteenth floor. Pedestrians weave through the middle path, which is lined with fences. There are a lot of imprints left on the walls, and if you dig deeper, you have to travel back hundreds of years...

The two rows of houses are neatly arranged, and the corners of the eaves are slightly upturned, which is like a beautiful smile. There are also the red bricks and green tiles engraved on the wall, even if they fade, they are more beautiful...

As they walked, Zhao Meng and Jiayuan saw an old man sitting on the side of the road who was checking the pulse of a man in work clothes. To his left, there is a copper barrel full of paper sticks...

"This is, is this a fortune teller?"

Jia Yuan looked at the old man and said, her eyes wide open. She was full of curiosity about this divination...

"It's a fortune teller... Anyway, I haven't seen a fortune teller in a long time, and I didn't expect to see it in such a place. ”

Zhao Meng said, looking at this old man, he was also a little surprised. Unexpectedly, does such an industry still exist in this era...

"When the man is done, let's do the math too!"

Jia Yuan said with a smile, and then walked towards the old diviner. After seeing Jia Yuan walk over, Zhao Meng also walked over, although he knew that this thing was not credible...

After a while, the old man calculated for the man. After hearing the results of the old man's divination on himself, the man left with a smile. Then, Jia Yuan approached the old man, and then sat on the chair directly in front of the old man...

"Little girl, do you want the old man to tell you your fortune?"

"Uh-huh!"

Jia Yuan smiled and nodded, then handed his hand to the old man. Then, the old man gently pressed his thumb and middle finger on Jiayuan's wrist, and the other hand was calculating something, which should be fortune telling...

After calculating for a while, the old man's face showed an extremely surprised expression...

"Soon, demonic minions will reach out to you. In the dark, you will be with the demons..."

After hearing the old man's words, Jia Yuan trembled. Although she knew that she was going to die of a terminal illness soon, it was too terrifying...

"That's... Grandpa, what do you mean by the devil? ”

Jia Yuan asked timidly, she actually already had the answer in her heart, the demon should be the terminal illness she was suffering from - stomach cancer...

"Hmm... I don't know about this, but I see a very terrible future through your fate, and you will know what it looks like later. ”

"Is that so... All right! Thank you grandpa! ”

Jia Yuan said with a smile, the panic on her face dissipated instantly, and a smile of indifference resurfaced on her face...

"Young man, do you want to count?"

The old man looked at Zhao Meng, who was standing next to Jia Yuan, and asked, from Zhao Meng's eyes, the old man seemed to see an indescribable depth, what was that...

"Uh... Do the math..."

Zhao Meng said, then put his luggage aside and sat down...

After taking Zhao Meng's hand, the old man's pupils instantly dilated, as if there was light emanating from his eyes. Looking at Zhao Meng in front of him, the old man showed an expression of disbelief...

"Like her, demonic minions will reach out to you. However, by your own will, you defeated the demons and saved the world from darkness. In the future, you will leave a name in history..."

"Leave a name in history?"

After hearing the old man's words, Zhao Meng felt very puzzled, why did he have such a fate? Leave a name in history, how can such an ordinary self be remembered by the world...

"Yes, I see the shadow of the savior in you, and your future is absolutely immeasurable."

"Oh... Anyway, thank you for the divination. ”

After the calculation, Zhao Meng and Jiayuan left here...

"Jiayuan, do you think this old man's words are credible?"

"Should... Don't believe it... Don't talk about this, I see a commissary in front, let's go buy some food! ”

Jia Yuan said, and then pulled Zhao Meng towards the front...

After buying two bunches of marshmallows, Zhao Meng and Jia Yuan sat on the bench placed on the side of the road. At this time, they are munching on marshmallows while watching the pedestrians coming and going...

"It's so sweet! Much sweeter than our marshmallows. ”

"Yes, it's sweet. Anyway, this is my first marshmallow, I've never eaten this before..."

After hearing this, Jia Yuan showed a very surprised expression. No way? Zhao Meng next to him hasn't even eaten marshmallows...

"My mom never let me eat sweet things before, she was afraid of my tooth decay."

"Oh, that's it!"

"But when I grew up, she didn't care much about me."

"Hahaha, you've grown up, she can't control it if she wants to!"

"Uh-huh..."

"What do you want to eat at night?"

"Just eat what you want, I'm not a picky eater."

"Huh? Not a picky eater? When we ate together before, who asked the waiter to tell the chef not to put mushrooms in the recipe? ”

"I just can't eat that, everything else is fine..."

"I've checked my eyes, I've met a picky eater~"

“…”

"We've been walking for a long time today!"

Jia Yuan said, as she spoke, she threw the finished marshmallow skewers into the trash can next to her...

"It's been a long walk."

"Sorry for you, my dear! Thank you so much for helping me carry so much! ”

Jia Yuan said with a smile, after confirming that there was no one around, she leaned over and kissed Zhao Meng...

“…”

Looking at Jiayuan, Zhao Meng's mood was a little complicated. He was still thinking about what the old diviner had said before, why did he calculate such a fate? I guess it's a miscalculation...

However, when it comes to gratitude, it should be my own gratitude to Jiayuan! Jiayuan has brought too many things to herself, not only to cheer up her pessimistic reality, but also to make me look forward to the future that I didn't yearn for before...

"Jiayuan..."

"Huh? What happened to you? ”

"Forget it... Nothing..."

Looking at Jiayuan next to her, Zhao Meng wanted to say the words "thank you" to her, but she didn't say it. I don't know what's going on, and as soon as I want to say it, my throat gets stuck inexplicably. Forget it, let's talk about it later...

"No? Miscellaneous? Is it? How can you say half the story? I hate people like this the most, huh! ”

"Uh... It's really nothing..."

Zhao Meng hurriedly explained with a smile, looking at Jia Yuan, who was pouting and a little angry, he felt invisible pressure for a while. I don't know when I started, I was actually afraid of the good fate of the mood...

"Say something nice to coax me, or I won't forgive you!"

"Uh... This..."