"Wow! Manju and Saka are so pitiful. They are lovers but cannot be together. What kind of wicked god is he? Why does he have to separate them, making them never see each other again, leaving only the red spider lily to witness their love? It's so cruel!"
Rebecca couldn't take it anymore after hearing Vic's story, and her excitement vanished instantly.
After listening to Vic's story, Wendy glanced at Barnett, as if she had thought of something. She remained silent, her eyes fixed on the sea of flowers before her.
Barnett and Frodeku were just listening to the story as a story, without much sentimentality. Yes, they hadn't left the main group yet either, and going to the capital was just a side trip anyway, so they weren't in a hurry. They had just heard a story about flowers.
Meanwhile, Ain was thinking that if Vic and Rebecca were the two main characters in the Other Shore Flower, then she would become the destructive goddess and curse them to never see each other again, so that she could be with Vic forever.
What she didn't know was that Rebecca was just one of many flowers, just like the flowers on this island. A single plant can have many flowers, and even if one flower is picked, others will still exist.
"Why are you so upset? It's just a story, why are you taking it so seriously?"
Vic really couldn't understand why Rebecca was so naive. She seemed to be getting naiver as she grew older. Except when she was sharp-witted in battle, she was rather naive at other times.
I never noticed any potential in her when she was little. Could it be that my parenting style wasn't right? Vic fell into deep thought. Should I change my approach to Ain's upbringing? Otherwise, what unforeseen changes might occur? These things are really hard to control!
"But you told it so convincingly, the Naihe Bridge, the Three Lives Stone, the River of the Wangchuan River, Meng Po and her Meng Po's Soup, and reincarnation—is it really just a made-up story?"
Although Vic said it was just a story, Rebecca still found it hard to let go.
Rebecca's words reminded Vic of himself. He had no idea how he came to be in this world, nor did he have any clue. But Vic didn't want to delve into it now. If he ever found out later, he would only say, "Oh, I see."
The thought flashed through Vic's mind and quickly disappeared.
"Well, Barnett, Frodeku, you two can go to town if you want. I'll take them for a stroll in the flower field." Vic noticed Rebecca wasn't in a great mood, so he decided to take her to relax. He had to pay for his own mistakes!
"Alright, we'll be going now. Just let us know if you need anything." Barnett pointed to his head and said goodbye to Vic, then led Frodeku along the same path.
Vic led the three across the sea of flowers, where narrow paths ran through the middle, serving as passageways for those tending the flowers and allowing visitors to get closer to the blossoms.
" Rebecca, cheer up! I was planning to paint a picture for you in the flower field later, but if you keep looking so sad, I won't paint it. It'll look terrible anyway," Vic said, shaking his head at Rebecca, employing one of his thirty-six stratagems.
"Draw me a picture? Really? If you had said so earlier, I would have been in a better mood already, honestly!" Rebecca's expression immediately changed when she heard that Vic wanted to draw her picture. She really is a simpleton.
Amidst the sea of flowers, people were strolling around, mostly young men and women, though there were also some older ones. It's hard to tell from appearances whether someone is your spouse or not, and none of them had any experience in this area.
"Look over there, that man actually brought two young ladies to this Sea of Flowers of Love. Is he planning to spend the rest of his life with both of them? How promiscuous!"
Look at that red-haired girl; she seems to disagree and looks like she's about to cry. I wonder what methods that guy used to get her to give in.
Is this just the sweet talk of a handsome man? You can't do that! If I find out you've done that, I'll chop you up!
Not far from Vic and his friends, a young couple saw Vic three of them together and started to imagine things. Ain was still too young to be seen by them, but if they had seen Ain, who knows what kind of drama they would have conjured up.
"Yes, yes, yes, you're the only one I'll ever love in my life, and I'll do whatever you say."
The man's tone was a little perfunctory. He said this, but his eyes were always looking at Rebecca and Wendy. The beauty, figure and temperament of these two girls completely surpassed the one next to him. His eyes were completely out of control. You can't blame him!
The slightly plump woman next to him noticed the man's unusually submissive behavior and turned her head in surprise, only to see him staring intently in one direction.
She followed the man's gaze and saw two exceptionally beautiful faces come into view. She immediately realized that her instructions had been wasted; he probably hadn't even heard them and had simply ignored them.
The woman immediately raised her right hand, and even Vic was surprised by the speed. She slapped the man across the face several times in succession, leaving him stunned.
"Who am I? Where am I? What am I doing?" These three existential questions instantly surfaced. If one could maintain this state, they could probably become a philosopher.
But before he could think further, the woman slapped him several more times. This fat woman was somewhat obsessive-compulsive; she had only slapped one side before, but now it was symmetrical. Satisfied, the fat woman grabbed the man and pulled him away, quickly disappearing into the distance.
"Haha, these two are really interesting. Their hands are leaving afterimages; they must have practiced a lot!"
Rebecca was overjoyed. The group hadn't been far away, and Vic and his friends weren't ordinary people; they'd overheard the entire conversation, which had amused them greatly, especially the woman's obsessive-compulsive behavior. Rebecca's good mood had completely returned.
"Yeah, these two are probably just here for vacation. They don't seem like they just got together. If they fight like this, won't they run away immediately? Who could stand such violence! Rebecca, aren't you afraid of being a victim of domestic violence in the future? Hehehe!"
Wendy was in a good mood and even joked with Rebecca. After speaking, her gaze swept back and forth between Vic and Rebecca, and she smiled like a little fox.
"Spanking is acceptable, but please don't hit other places, okay?"
Rebecca actually thought about it seriously for a moment, as if she remembered someone's special hobby, and the last sentence was said weakly to Vic, looking pitiful.
Vic was speechless. This girl was really a bit naive. One dared to ask the question, and the other dared to answer it. There were children here! Couldn't she be a little more considerate?