Beauties in Simulation Cross over into Reality

Chapter 93: Chapter 82: Eh? Sister Bai? Why are you crying?

The final bolt of the Thunder Tribulation struck the earth.

The dark clouds in the sky scattered and dispersed.

Shafts of sunlight pierced through the clouds, beaming down upon the sea like pillars of light.

Bai Ruxue walked across the surface of the water, one step at a time.

Her body was covered in wounds. The blood at the corners of her mouth had dried, and the True Dragon Essence Blood within her was mending her mangled flesh, which had been torn open to reveal the bone beneath.

Watching Bai Ruxue approach, Duster sighed internally.

Just moments ago, Bai Ruxue had soared into the heavens and truly managed to protect Xiao Mo’s Divine Soul, allowing it to return to the cycle of reincarnation.

The price was that Bai Ruxue had nearly perished, her very soul on the verge of dissipating.

When Bai Ruxue reached Duster, she walked right past as if she hadn’t seen her at all.

Duster turned and, watching Bai Ruxue’s receding back, said:

“Though you saved Xiao Mo’s Divine Soul, this reincarnation defies the great Law of the Dao. His rebirth might fail. Even if it succeeds, there’s no telling how long it will take.

Ruxue, how many years will you spend searching for him?

In this vast sea of people, can you even find him?”

The white-haired woman stopped. “A hundred years, a thousand, ten thousand—no matter how long it takes, I will find him.”

Duster shook her head. “You will be searching for a very, very long time.”

The white-haired woman began walking forward again, her voice drifting back from behind her:

“I don’t care.”

…

After leaving the North Sea, Bai Ruxue flew on, letting her body’s instincts guide her.

Her mind was a blank slate; she wasn’t even aware of where she was going.

Finally, when Bai Ruxue raised her head, she realized she had unconsciously flown back to the skies above Shiqiao Village in Qingshan County.

Bai Ruxue descended in her human form.

By now, her external injuries had completely healed, thanks to her astonishing regenerative abilities.

Although some internal injuries would require a long time to mend, Bai Ruxue at least looked no different from usual.

Except that her once-black, waterfall-like hair had turned a stark silver-white.

Bai Ruxue slowly landed, coming to a stop before the fence of the old, dilapidated courtyard.

She gazed at the ordinary farmhouse yard.

In her mind’s eye, she saw a scholar in a green robe sitting on the stone bench in the yard, a book in hand, earnestly reading.

She saw a woman in a white dress with her sleeves rolled up, revealing snowy-white arms. Her long, black hair was tied up. She lifted laundry from a basin, wrung it out forcefully as droplets trickled down her arms to the ground, and then hung the clothes neatly on a bamboo pole.

She saw a young girl in a green dress carrying a large basket filled with blighted grains, barnyard grass, and wild peas, energetically feeding the chickens and ducks.

But then a gust of wind blew past.

When Bai Ruxue snapped out of her daze, she found the courtyard was empty.

Everything was gone.

Pushing open the small wicker gate, Bai Ruxue walked inside.

Just like she always had, she tied up her hair, rolled up her long sleeves, and took a broom to sweep the only two rooms. She wrung out a cloth and meticulously wiped down the furniture, even scrubbing the stone table in the yard until not a speck of dust remained.

After she had finished, Bai Ruxue used what was left in the cellar to cook a few dishes and steam some rice, which she ate in small bites out in the courtyard.

But compared to the laughter-filled meals the three of them used to share, only the woman’s solitary figure remained in the yard.

After lunch, Bai Ruxue washed the dishes, sat down on the stone bench in the yard, and continued to gaze at the small path she had arrived on.

She had lost count of how many times she had stared at every blade of grass and every tree along that path.

“Sister Bai…”

A little girl’s voice reached Bai Ruxue’s ears.

In the distance, she saw the four children running happily toward the courtyard.

“Sister Bai, you’re back!” Shen Lili and the other three children said happily as they entered the yard.

“Yes,” Bai Ruxue nodded with a smile. “I’m back.”

“Sister Bai, why did your hair turn white?” Hu Hui asked curiously.

“Because I went through something, and it turned my hair white,” Bai Ruxue explained patiently.

“Ohhh.”

Hu Hui nodded, not pressing her to explain what had happened.

His parents had told him that when a grown-up was being vague and didn’t want to talk, a child shouldn’t ask any more questions.

Besides…

’Sister Bai’s hair turning completely silver-white is a little strange, but this silver-white hair seems to suit her temperament even better. She’s even more beautiful now.’

“That’s weird, Sister Bai… where’s Grandpa Xiao?” Hong Hui asked, blinking with curiosity. “Grandpa Xiao said he was going to help you. Why didn’t he come back with you?”

Hearing the little girl beside her mention his name, Bai Ruxue’s heart clenched as if bitten by ants, and her gaze wavered.

“Sister Bai, what’s wrong? Are you not feeling well?” Qi Ming asked, looking worriedly at her.

“I’m fine.” Bai Ruxue shook her head, reached out to gently stroke the little girl Hong Hui’s head, and smiled. “Grandpa Xiao… he got very tired helping me. He’s resting in a faraway place now and won’t be back for a while.”

“Ohh, I see.”

The four children nodded in unison, a flicker of disappointment crossing their innocent eyes.

They really liked the beautiful and gentle Sister Bai, and they also really liked the kind and amiable Grandpa Xiao.

Even though Grandpa Xiao and Sister Bai seemed to have a big age difference, they didn’t know why, but it just felt right when they stood together.

It was as if one couldn’t be without the other; they just belonged together.

“Sister Bai, are you in a bad mood?” Lily asked, looking into her eyes.

Bai Ruxue managed a smile. “Maybe a little.”

Huihui’s eyes darted about as she tried to think of a way to cheer Sister Bai up.

Soon, a bright idea lit up the little girl’s eyes. “Sister Bai, while you and Grandpa Xiao were gone, a new song became popular. It’s really nice! Do you want to hear it? Maybe it’ll make you feel better.”

Bai Ruxue nodded. “Okay, you can sing it for me.”

“Okay, I’m gonna sing now. Don’t be mad if I’m not very good.”

Huihui cleared her throat, her voice as lovely as a songbird’s.

“Moon so bright, my scholar grand,

On a white horse, he’ll cross the land.

Past lotus ponds where chives now stand,

And watch the giant carp swim close to hand.

A sweet reunion’s been well-planned,

With wine and talk of a wedding band.

He’ll step through time, with one last look at this land.”

Huihui’s song drifted through the courtyard, and the other children began humming along.

But when the song ended, Lily cried out in surprise:

“Huh? Sister Bai? Why are you crying?”

“Am I?”

Bai Ruxue quickly wiped at her cheeks, but the tears kept streaming down uncontrollably.

“I’m not crying,” Bai Ruxue said, shaking her head. “The wind just blew some sand into my eyes.”

“Are you sure you’re not crying?” Lily asked.

“Yes.” Bai Ruxue gently pinched Lily’s cheek. “I’m not allowed to cry, you know.”

“Why not?”

“Because… if he were to see me from up in the heavens, he would worry.”