Song Shuhang had originally been in the passenger seat.

But then, that person called Fairy Jing… wait, what was her name again?

Anyway, the fairy maiden seemed to have gotten bored in the back, so she pulled Song Shuhang and had him lie down with her.

Her movements were very natural, and it was as if this wasn’t her first time meeting Song Shuhang. Moreover, Song Shuhang didn’t feel any repulsion when he was pulled over… It was as if he had instinctually allowed her to pull him and have him lie on the inflated bed with her, looking at the stars through the transparent skylight.

While staring at the starry sky in a daze, Song Shuhang felt that the atmosphere got a little awkward.

At this time, should he look for a topic to talk about in order to ease the atmosphere?

Song Shuhang looked at Fairy Quiet Clothes, saw the book in her hand, and asked, “Fairy Quiet Rain, do you like reading?”

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The fairy maiden smiled. “I do.”

Then, there was silence.

“…” Song Shuhang.

It seems I can’t talk about this topic. I’ll have to change the topic.

What can I talk about? If not books, then should I talk about Doudou?

The fairy maiden added, “In addition, the daoist name I just mentioned, Jingye, comes from the poem Quiet Night Thoughts (Jing Ye Si).”

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“Oh, so it turns out it’s from a poem.” Song Shuhang nodded.

He felt that this topic was a lot more open, and that they could chat for a while longer about this.

Just as Song Shuhang was in thought, the virtuous lamia suddenly appeared.

After she appeared, she assumed the size of an ordinary person, keeping her tail straight. Then, she forcibly squeezed in between Song Shuhang and Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts.

Song Shuhang suspiciously asked, “Fairy Waiting for a Promise, what are you doing?”

Fairy ＠#％× spoke, and a robotic voice came out from her mouth. “Appreciating the sword as I get drunk, returning at the sound of the horn in my dream!”

“???” Song Shuhang.

“The midnight light, the chicken of dawn, the time for a man to study,” Fairy @#％× continued in a robotic voice.

Song Shuhang was dumbfounded.

“Where can I hear the light?” Fairy ＠#％× continued to mutter, and her body squeezed slightly, squeezing Song Shuhang aside. Her tail continued to flick, pushing Song Shuhang farther and farther away.

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Then, she lay firmly together with Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts.

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“Silly Shuhang, this fairy maiden hates you because you’re a light bulb. Did you hear her three sentences, they’re all sentences with ‘light’.” Doudou laughed while driving.

“…” Song Shuhang.

Doudou, why can you even understand what Fairy Waiting for a Promise is saying? How did your thoughts match like that?

Anyway, Doudou was driving the immortal boat pretty well. At least for now, it seemed that his driving was a lot better than Fairy Dongfang Six’s.

“Haha.” Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts let out a round of sweet-sounding laughter. She reached out and grabbed Fairy @# ％×’s little hand, and their fingers intertwined and interlocked.

Fairy ＠#％× turned her head and looked at the braided fairy maiden on the side. She tilted her head as if thinking about something.

Song Shuhang asked, “Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts… No, Fairy Quiet Night, do you know Fairy Waiting for a Promise?”

If they didn’t know each other, how could the virtuous lamia be so close to the other party?

“You can call me Quiet Night Thoughts. I don’t mind,” the braided fairy maiden said, smiling, but she didn’t answer Song Shuhang’s question.

Fairy ＠#％× stretched out her other hand and touched Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts’ face. Her hands touched her eyebrows, eyes, nose, and mouth.

Suddenly, Fairy @#%× said, “It’s not you.”

This time it was not a robotic voice, but she used her own voice…

Song Shuhang looked at Fairy ＠#%× curiously.

To be honest, the virtuous lamia had been with him so long, but she had hardly ever spoken in her own voice.

Every time she spoke, it would be by using the recording of Song Shuhang’s scream, a robotic sound, or lines she had recorded from some TV series.

Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts softly said, “It’s me, and also not me.”

The virtuous lamia retracted her hand, with their interlocked fingers separating. Then, she began to roll on the inflated bed.

She looked very anxious.

She rolled to Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts’ side and started to roll back, all the way to Song Shuhang’s side.

After pausing by Song Shuhang’s side for a moment, she continued to roll over, rolling over Song Shuhang.

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“…” Song Shuhang.

The virtuous lamia then started going back, and rolled over Song Shuhang again.

She rolled, and rolled, and rolled.

A few minutes later.

The virtuous lamia was now addicted to playing, and she was no longer anxious.

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She rolled all the way over Song Shuhang, and then back again.

“…” Song Shuhang.

Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts got on her stomach, rested her cheek in one hand, and smiled at Song Shuhang and the rolling virtuous lamia. “Fairy ＠#％× is still so cute. She hasn’t changed at all.”

Using the ancient language, she had directly called out Fairy Waiting for a Promise’s name.

Sure enough, she knows Fairy @#%×, Song Shuhang thought to himself.

At this time, Fairy @#%× got tired of playing.

She stopped and remained motionless between Song Shuhang and Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts.

Then, she began to recite various lines.

Lines from TV dramas, lines from movies.

Most of them were the kind of lines used when the heroine dies in the arms of the hero, and there were also many love poems that felt nauseating.

After reciting the lines, she began to recite ancient poems again, this time switching to the robotic voice.

After reciting the ancient poems, she began to recite various ‘backup lines’ she had made using Song Shuhang’s voice.

“Aaaaaah~” She started with the four-toned scream used when pretending to be dead.

Followed by…

“What is filial piety?

“What is love?

“Do you know the greatness of maternal love?”

…three consecutive questions from the Scholarly Sage’s speech on filial piety.

“If you don’t know anything, then why did you come out?”

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Song Shuhang himself had forgotten when he said this sentence, but the voice was indeed his own.

“I’m Tyrannical Song, age 18, please advise me. If I have offended you in some way, would you like to fight me?”

This sentence was in Soft Feather’s voice. The virtuous lamia had also recorded it some time ago.

“…” Song Shuhang.

He felt that the virtuous lamia’s library of recordings was a bit too rich. It didn’t only have recordings of his sentences, but also Soft Feather’s? And there were even some very anger-inducing ones?

“Your death is at hand, you heinous human. Today, nobody will be able to save you!” a sea urchin warrior continued angrily. “Anyone who has spilled the blood of us sea urchin warriors will be the common enemy of the sea urchin warriors all over the world. You can’t escape even if you run to the ends of the world. Not only you, but even your family shall be punished by the sea urchin warriors! You can’t hide, there’s no way for you to live! However, if you cut off your head obediently, I can spare your family!”

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It was the line of the sea urchin warriors.

Finally, the virtuous lamia switched back to Song Shuhang’s voice. “Little White, when your hair reaches your waist, will you ma—”

Song Shuhang leaped up quickly and stretched out his hand to cover the mouth of the virtuous lamia.

F*ck, why did this line come out?

However, it was too late… The lines had almost been completely said.

Ahead, Doudou, who was driving the immortal boat, turned his head. “F*ck!”

He hadn’t misheard. That should be Song Shuhang’s voice.

“…” Song Shuhang.

Heavens, I’m the one who wants to shout ‘F*ck!’.

“Among the many fellow daoists in the Nine Provinces Number One Group, I admit I have to kneel in front of you, Shuhang!” Doudou said in admiration.

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“No, it isn’t what you think,” Song Shuhang said. “This sentence was actually Senior White…”

As he was halfway through his words, he felt like something wasn’t right.

Regarding Senior White’s illusory reality and the secret story of the young man in green robes’ confession, it was something that none of the members of the Nine Provinces Number One Group knew of yet.

If he were to speak of it, wouldn’t he be directly sent into the sun?

“Anyway, this line did not originate from me. I had merely repeated it at the time, and I still almost lost my life by doing so.” Song Shuhang sighed deeply.

“So that’s the case.” Doudou nodded, and hypocritically said, “Indeed, with your personality, Shuhang, you definitely wouldn’t say such a line.”

“Exactly,” Song Shuhang said. “This kind of line that’s bursting with shame isn’t a line that fits my style.”

The virtuous lamia said, “Mmmpf~”

Song Shuhang didn’t dare to let her play random lines anymore. If any weird lines were to be played again, he might not be able to bear it.

As such, Song Shuhang forcibly called her back, and put her in confinement to prevent her from materializing, only letting her attach herself in her pure, virtuous light mode.

Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts looked at the scene in front of her with a smile and didn’t interrupt.

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The immortal boat returned to Earth under Doudou’s control.

When Doudou got the boat to descend, he had it plunge straight down, not checking where they were landing.

Below, there seemed to be an ocean.

“Quiet Rain… No, wait.” In his mind, Song Shuhang thought of the poet Li Bai, and then thought of ❮Quiet Night Thoughts❯.

Song Shuhang asked, “Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts, where are you going? Do you need us to send you to your destination?”

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Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts waved her hand, and said, “No, my destination is right below. I wanted to go to the Pacific region. Well then, let us say our farewells here. See you in the future!”

She chuckled, and brought out her life-bound golden book once more.

Then, she opened the window and leaped out of it.

The golden book enlarged to support her figure.

She sat on the golden book and waved to Song Shuhang. “Goodbye.”

Song Shuhang nodded, and said, “Goodbye.”

Song Shuhang then said, “Doudou, does the immortal boat still have enough energy? Let’s go back to China.”

Doudou said, “Don’t worry, as long as we don’t use the crazy escape mode, there shouldn’t be a problem with its energy reserves.”

The immortal boat turned around, and headed toward China.

Fairy Quiet Night Thoughts sat on the golden book, watching the immortal boat go away. With a smile, she said, “The next time we meet, it will be like meeting for the first time again.”

“Why must you do this?” In her body, another voice sounded. It was Fairy Cheng Lin’s voice.

“Actually, this kind of plot where [no matter what the girl does, the man can never remember her, completely oblivious to how much the girl has done for him] seems straight out of a tragedy. I just… can’t get enough of it.” Ye Si took out a tragic literature book, her eyes lighting up. “This isn’t good, I seem to be enjoying it too much.”

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“…” Fairy Cheng Lin.

What kind of weird way of thinking was this? Was literature for young women really like this?