Guiyu

Bai Yan, a third-year club boy, was on his way home from school. He suddenly stopped when passing by an alley, and a sharp look flashed in his eyes - this deep alley had never existed before. At this time, he saw a man in the alley. The man was wearing a black robe. The texture of the black robe was strange, like cloth but not cloth. There was a faint light flowing as he walked around, but there was no wind. The hair is tied back and fixed with a simple wooden hairpin. The wooden hairpin has strange patterns and a faint mysterious atmosphere. The man's facial features are deep, his thin lips are tightly closed under the high bridge of his nose, his eyes are deep, as if he is hiding countless secrets, and his whole body exudes an indescribable sense of mystery. Many people around him came up to him and wanted to make a fortune, but they were all rejected by him indifferently. Bai Yan was somewhat interested in this mysterious thing, but he was not as eager as others. He just put his hands in his pockets and walked slowly closer, looking at the man calmly, with the same calm expression on his face. But as soon as he walked up to the man, before he could speak, the man looked at him with blazing eyes and an indescribable meaning in his eyes: "Little brother, you and I are destined." Bai Yan raised his eyebrows, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes, but his face remained cold, and his voice was tepid: "I have never met you, how can I talk about fate?" He folded his arms, his posture was casual but distant, and he waited quietly for the man's response. The man didn't care about his indifference and raised his hand to take out a jade pendant from his sleeve. The jade pendant is white and warm, exuding a soft luster. The man handed it to Bai Yan and said solemnly: "This jade is destined for you. I hope you will accept it." Bai Yan's eyes fell on the jade pendant, and there was a ripple in his heart, but his face remained expressionless. He pursed his lips slightly and looked calmly, as if he was weighing whether he should accept it. Bai Yan subconsciously wanted to refuse, but for some reason, when Bai Yan's fingertips just touched the jade pendant, a warm coolness spread along his fingertips, as if a long-lost familiarity was awakened from the depths of his memory. He subconsciously wanted to retract his hand, but found that the jade pendant seemed to be stuck to his fingertips, glowing slightly as if responding to his touch. "What is this?" Bai Yan frowned, his voice filled with vigilance, but his heartbeat accelerated uncontrollably. The man's smile deepened, and an elusive emotion flashed in his eyes: "It is yours, it just needs to be returned to its original owner." Bai Yan stared at the jade pendant. Fine lines appeared on the jade surface, like some kind of ancient runes, or like cracks worn by time. He felt inexplicably that he had seen it at some point, but his memory seemed to be covered with a layer of fog and he couldn't remember it. "I don't understand." Bai Yan finally spoke in a low voice, "Who are you? Why do you say, 'This is mine? What is mine?" The man did not answer directly. He just raised his hand slightly and made a vague stroke in the air with his fingertips. In an instant, the wind in the alley suddenly stopped, and the surrounding scenery seemed to be distorted by some invisible force for a moment. Even the light of the street lamp became flickering. Bai Yan's breathing stagnated, his back tensed, and he instinctively sensed something beyond common sense. "The time has not come yet." The man retracted his hand, and all the visions returned to normal instantly, as if they were just hallucinations. He turned slightly to make way, and his tone was calm but unquestionable: "Go back, it's time for you to return to your world." Bai Yan held the jade pendant tightly, feeling a slight burning sensation in his palm, as if urging him to leave. He opened his mouth, wanting to ask something more. When he looked up again, the man's figure was blurred, as if shrouded in a layer of mist. Bai Yan subconsciously took a step forward, but the alley in front of him twisted like water for a moment. When he came back to his senses—— He stood on a familiar street, with bright street lights and hurried pedestrians, as if what just happened had never happened. Only the warm jade pendant lay quietly in the palm of his hand, proving that what he had just experienced was not an illusion. Purpose: Learn to love and be loved