In the end, Xu Nian and Yang Shuli still moved away from that stall selling Peace Apples and Offerings.
However, it was worth mentioning that for several hundred meters after leaving the stall, Yang Shuli still held Xu Nian’s hand, as if afraid Xu Nian would be lured away by Peace Apples.
Or perhaps she was just worried Xu Nian wouldn’t follow her.
“Speaking of which, is there anything you want for Christmas?” Xu Nian began considering becoming Yang Shuli’s Shengdan Laoren.
A child’s dreams are like an adult’s promise not to work overtime–all things that need to be protected.
But Yang Shuli was no longer a child; Xu Nian simply wanted to protect her, and simply wanted to be good to her.
“Me? I don’t really feel like there’s anything. I just hope for a little peace and safety.”
“That doesn’t sound like something you’d say. Why are you being so polite in front of me? It’s not like I’m really going to secretly communicate with Shengdan Laoren and tell him what you like. I’m just asking.” Xu Nian said.
“Is that so?” Yang Shuli pinched her chin. “Then I want world peace.”
“Even if you asked the real Shengdan Laoren to do that, he might not be able to accomplish it,” Xu Nian commented mercilessly, then added, “Don’t you have any slightly more selfish wishes?”
“I want you to agree to be with me and be my partner.” Yang Shuli said this in a somewhat childish voice.
Xu Nian could even clearly feel the passersby by the lake all casting shocked looks at him at this moment, as if he were a pervert who would prey on an underage girl.
But Xu Nian knew that, not counting the previous life, this tiny little thing in front of him was actually older than him.
She was the old cow, and he was the tender grass.
“Change it.” Xu Nian said concisely.
“How can you even change it?”
“When choosing talents, don’t you usually get one free refresh chance?”
“All right.” Yang Shuli was actually convinced by that argument. “Then I want that thing.”
Xu Nian looked in the direction of Yang Shuli’s fingertip and saw a Christmas Hat hanging on the wall.
The red triangular hat with a white ball ornament at the end looked somewhat lively and playful.
This kind of thing could be considered standard equipment for Shengdan Laoren.
This kind of hat could actually be considered some sort of small souvenir.
Of course, a souvenir doesn’t mean it can be kept for a long time; a souvenir just means its price far exceeds its actual significance.
For example, Xu Nian now saw that the price marked on the Christmas Hat section was–thirty-five yuan.
This was even more speechless than suddenly discovering one day that Mixue Bingcheng’s lemonade cost ten yuan.
Especially since the red fabric of that Christmas Hat was so thin it was even translucent.
This was clearly a product unworthy of its price, and the most terrifying part was that there was only one Christmas Hat left in this section.
Who on earth buys this kind of thing?
Xu Nian didn’t know, but he planned to buy one.
Just before his hand touched that Christmas Hat, Xu Nian watched helplessly as another hand reached over from the side and took the hat away.
That was the last one.
It wasn’t that he couldn’t buy another Christmas Hat, but Xu Nian didn’t dare bet on whether Yang Shuli liked Christmas Hats, or whether she only liked this one here, this style of Christmas Hat.
So he looked at the person holding the Christmas Hat.
His eyebrows raised slightly.
It was an acquaintance.
The natural white hair was extremely eye-catching in the crowd, and he didn’t know what means this guy had used to keep passersby from surrounding him and viewing him like a monkey in a zoo.
It was that self-proclaimed male god, and also the one responsible for Xu Nian’s damn painful life in his previous life.
“Isn’t your task already over? What, are you now trying to tell me that Shengdan Laoren really exists, and it’s just you guys who call yourselves Gods taking shifts?” Xu Nian tilted his head slightly and looked at the other party.
White Hair’s face always carried a trace of indifference, but when facing Xu Nian there was always an inexplicable awkwardness.
Especially since Xu Nian also noticed a long-haired girl following behind him.
Her face was bright red, as if she had just come out of a sauna.
Xu Nian glanced at her, then looked at the collar shape faintly revealed under her gauze Scarf.
“You two, don’t go making a life in front of me.” Xu Nian frowned and stepped back two steps.
Then White Hair began answering Xu Nian’s question: “Of course Shengdan Laoren doesn’t exist…”
After he said that, he looked at Xu Nian, who hurriedly covered Yang Shuli’s ears: “Is that necessary?”
“Go on.” Xu Nian still didn’t let go of the hands protecting a child’s dreams.
“I came here only because I need to inspect the progress of the mission target together with her. Since it’s almost a critical period, I’m thinking about whether to start the next step.”
“Start the next step?”
Xu Nian seemed to associate it with something, and his expression instantly darkened.
“No, no, no. Her family has nothing at all to do with us. We aren’t interfering at all. The next stage I mentioned isn’t about you two either. The mission target we came to inspect isn’t you either.” White Hair quickly waved his hands, as if afraid Xu Nian would start a fight with him here.
Although it seemed to have no effect on him, after all, they had been fighting for so many years.
“You’re not here to inspect me? Then why are you right here?”
“Then you’d have to ask yourself. We were actually just staying within a range where we could inspect while buying some small costumes. You’re the one who ran into us.” White Hair spread his hands.
The topic once again circled back to these small costumes, namely the Christmas Hat in White Hair’s hand.
Xu Nian wasn’t an unreasonable person; just now, the other party really had come first.
“Do you have a very important use for that?” Xu Nian decided he should still be reasonable before resorting to snatching it.
Courtesy before force.
“I need this hat to complete the last piece of the puzzle. I’m going to play Shengdan Laoren.” White Hair said with complete self-righteousness.
“You play Shengdan Laoren? The only thing about you that fits is your white hair, right?”
White Hair just shook his head lightly: “No, that’s not what I mean.”
He tugged on a chain that had been invisible just before, pulling the Probationary Goddess behind him close to his side.
It seemed Xu Nian could even hear a coquettish whimper.
“I mean I’ll play Shengdan Laoren.” White Hair pointed at the Probationary Goddess behind him. “She’ll play the Christmas Reindeer.”
The expression on Xu Nian’s face instantly turned to astonishment.
‘Damn, there’s cosplay too.’
After stepping back two steps with Yang Shuli, Xu Nian let go of the hand covering Yang Shuli’s ears and said, “Let’s change to another Christmas Hat, okay?”
He just suddenly felt that Christmas Hat was dirty.
Old man Christmas, by the way.