Soft grass brushes against the pant legs, as if to trip up the pedestrian's footsteps. A small tree with unknown name is already full of flowers, petals pink, branches uneven, gentle breeze comes, swaying and dancing. The season of April is just the season of spring, newly sprouted green grass, birdsong and fragrance in the spring wind, like a romantic and colorful painting scroll.

  Song Baiyu's gaze stayed on a wildflower by the roadside, and his footsteps also stopped moving forward.

  After Su Tingting plucked up the courage to lecture Song Boyu, she didn't dare make another sound, feeling a bit uneasy. Song Boyu taught Su Tingting a lot of repair knowledge and ran around helping her with various licenses. Su Tingting thought Song Boyu was a knowledgeable and talented person. In front of him, she always had to look up to see his face. Suddenly, she realized that she had actually lectured the person she looked up to, making her feel like she was overstepping her bounds.

  When Song Baiyu suddenly stopped in his tracks, Su Tingting's heart immediately rose to her throat, and her bright and deep eyes stared at Song Baiyu, not daring to blink.

  Suddenly, Su Tingting's eyes widened in shock, and an incredulous gaze appeared in her eyes.

  Su Tingting saw Song Boyu clearly in front of her, but she felt as if he had vanished into thin air. Her eyes only saw the flowers, grass, trees, and the small birds flying by from time to time.

  Su Tingting really wanted to reach out and touch Song Boyu, or call out to him, but a feeling of reverence welled up inside her, making her unable to bear breaking the peaceful scene before her.

  It wasn't until she faintly heard the footsteps of passersby behind her that Su Tingting realized how much time had passed, and Song Boyu's shoulders moved almost imperceptibly.

  "Ting Ting, thank you!" Smiling at Su Ting Ting, Song Bo Yu said excitedly.

  Su Tingting gazed at Song Boyu, finding the smile on his face to be genuinely sincere, and she finally let out a sigh of relief. But, how did Big Brother Song suddenly become even more handsome? As soon as she thought this, she was once again struck by Song Boyu's deep gaze, her neck turning red in an instant, and she hastily lowered her head.

  Song Baiyu saw Su Tingting suddenly lower her head in embarrassment, and he didn't think much of it. Because at this moment his heart was full of excitement, after listening to Su Tingting's words, Song Baiyu began to seriously consider how to deal with the emotions between himself and his parents. When they arrived at the cemetery, he finally thought through what Su Tingting had said, that is, the emotions between "himself" and his parents were extremely deep and inseparable.

  After this idea was conveyed, Song Baiyu's stagnant mind suddenly improved, and he immediately entered a profound and mysterious state of enlightenment.

  After waking up from the epiphany, Song Baiyu was surprised to find that due to this epiphany, his internal energy cultivation had broken through the mid-term peak of Qi Refining and smoothly entered the late stage of Qi Refining.

  Song Baiyu wasn't very concerned about the improvement of his cultivation realm, he was already at the peak of the middle stage of Qi Refining, entering the late stage of Qi Refining was just a matter of time.

  What made Song Baiyu ecstatic was the improvement of his Dao heart. The Dao heart is the origin of cultivation, whether it's one's state of mind or martial skills, no matter how high one's cultivation is, if the Dao heart cannot be improved and the Heavenly Way cannot be comprehended, then Song Baiyu's path to immortality will forever be out of reach. Moreover, with an unstable Dao heart, the danger of crossing the calamity would increase by several times.

  "Brother Song is so clever, even if I didn't say these words, you would have understood them sooner or later." Su Tingting naturally did not know that Song Bo Yu had gained a lot from her simple words and smiled happily.

  "I... " Song Baiyu was extremely excited at this moment and very much wanted to share his joy with Su Tingting, but as soon as he opened his mouth, he realized that Su Tingting was just an ordinary person after all. Telling her about cultivation matters would only scare her off, so the words on the tip of his tongue changed to "I found that you still have some self-awareness."

  "You're really annoying!" Su Tingting was leaning sideways, expecting to hear a few words of praise, but suddenly heard Song Boyu's sentence. Looking at Song Boyu's face with a forced smile, she knew that the other party was teasing her. In a fit of anger, she took the branch of peach blossoms in her hand and chased after Song Boyu with a pout.

  Song Baiyu laughed loudly and quickly climbed up the mountain, while Su Tingting scolded and shouted behind him.

  After chasing and running like this, the two of them reached halfway up the mountain in less than ten minutes.

  Walking uphill is exhausting, let alone running. Su Tingting was exhausted and didn't even have the energy to scold Song Boyu, occasionally panting and shouting at Song Boyu to slow down.

  "Ah, be careful!" Song Baiyu had just returned when he saw Su Tingting's right foot land on a small round stone and her body uncontrollably fell backwards.

  Looking at the mountain slope with at least fifty stone steps under his eyelids, Song Baiyu's face changed color, and he flashed to Su Tingting's side in an instant, embracing her with both hands.

  At the moment when her body fell backwards, Su Tingting's face turned pale, her hands unconsciously waving wildly in the air, trying to grab onto something to steady herself. At that moment, she had only one thought in her mind - that she was done for.

  "Sorry, I shouldn't have been fooling around with you on the mountain road." Looking at Su Tingting's pale face, Song Boyu felt her terrified emotions and said apologetically that if he hadn't been too tired to be distracted, Su Tingting wouldn't have fallen.

  "Wuuu...". After being stunned for half a day, Su Tingting finally came to her senses and realized she was saved. She tightly hugged Song Boyu and burst into loud sobs.

  Song Baiyu knew that Su Tingting had been frightened, and she needed to cry out loud to vent the fear in her heart. He didn't say anything, but just gently hugged Su Tingting's soft waist, with one hand rhythmically patting her back.

  Slowly, Su Tingting's crying stopped, and Song Boyu was still holding Su Tingting. At this time, Su Tingting's fear had gone, and she realized that she was being held in the arms of a big man. She was suddenly ashamed to the extreme, but she didn't dare to make a sound or move randomly.

  Two people were quietly embracing each other, neither of them speaking, with only the occasional rustling sound of spring breeze blowing through the cypress trees.

  In the evening, the mountain wind was a bit piercing. It seemed that Su Tingting was only wearing a thin shirt. Song Boyu asked softly, "Tingting, are you cold?"

  Su Tingting didn't leave Song Boyu's arms with her usual shyness, but instead moved her head and found a more comfortable position to lean on in his arms. She whispered softly: "I'm not cold!"

  Feeling Su Tingting's dependence and tenderness, but in his heart, it was very complicated. Would he have a result with this girl?

  The sun sets in the west, and the afterglow of the setting sun falls on the two people, casting two long shadows on the ground.

  Two people occasionally have tomb sweepers passing by, seeing Song Bo Yu and Su Ting Ting leaning on each other, they cast a kind smile.

  Song Baiyu's hand somehow grasped Su Tingting's hand, and Su Tingting also naturally wrapped her arm around Song Baiyu's arm. Although the two people didn't say anything, their actions were so natural.

  "This wind is getting stronger, let's hurry up and finish paying respects to Uncle Liu and head down the mountain." Song Baiyu gazed at Su Tingting for a moment, saw that her eyes were filled with happy smiles, and said softly.

  Su Tingting nodded and allowed Song Boyu to lead her forward by the hand.

  "Yuan Yuan, I've been looking all over for you and couldn't find you anywhere, so I knew you must have come here." A loud and clear male voice rang out not far from them, and Su Tingting subconsciously looked in the direction of the speaker.

  "Huh, isn't that your police station's Luo Suo Chang?" Su Tingting said in surprise. Song Boyu turned around to look, and indeed, Luo Shuyuan was standing solemnly in front of a tombstone. Next to Luo Shuyuan stood a middle-aged man in a suit, his face full of enthusiasm as he looked at Luo Shuyuan, but unfortunately, Luo Shuyuan didn't even give him a glance.

  "In the conflict five years ago, a dozen or so police officers from the West City precinct were also killed. I reckon she's here to pay her respects to her former colleagues." Song Baiyu said softly, "Let's hurry up and go."

  Su Tingting always felt that the man beside Luo Shuyuan looked at Luo Shuyuan with a somewhat unwell gaze, but after hearing Song Boyu's words, she didn't express her doubts.