The torrential rain poured down outside. Fu Hua sat on a stone, staring blankly at the fire before her. The firelight shone upon her snow-white skin, giving it a faint crystalline glow.
Watching Fu Hua stare vacantly ahead, Cang Xiaoxuan found the silence a little stifling. Other than the sound of rain, there was nothing else.
"Immortal, do you want some?"
Cang Xiaoxuan looked at the candied hawthorn skewer in her hand. She had eaten quite a few earlier, and only two remained now. After thinking it over... she held the two remaining candied hawthorns out to Fu Hua.
"You eat them yourself. I don't need any..."
Coming back to her senses, Fu Hua looked at the candied hawthorn held out before her. She smiled at Cang Xiaoxuan, then shook her head in refusal.
"Then, do you want me to tell you a story?"
Seeing Fu Hua refuse, Cang Xiaoxuan did not mind... Fu Hua was often oblivious to such things, and she was already used to it. Worried that Fu Hua would feel lonely, before Cang Xiaoxuan had been born... Cangxuan and Danzhu had specifically loaded her with the King of Jokes and a Complete Collection of Stories, all so Fu Hua would not be bored.
"No... All right."
Fu Hua had intended to refuse again, but when she saw Cang Xiaoxuan's expression immediately turn unpleasant, she could only agree.
"Then I'll tell you a story you've never heard before! A very, very long time ago, there was a girl who..." Seeing Fu Hua agree, Cang Xiaoxuan began telling her story.
Cang Xiaoxuan's story was quite good, but... Fu Hua felt it was more suited for children. Still, she did not want to interrupt her, so she listened quietly.
Fu Hua could not see it herself, but as she