Flowers bloom without worries

Chapter 561 Signs of Awakening (3)

The old man with white hair, a kind face but a hint of mystery, quietly stared at Wuyou who was confused in front of him. His eyes as deep as a pool of water seemed to be able to see through everything. "My child," the old man said slowly, his voice low and magnetic, "In life, sometimes we have to learn to accept the arrangement of fate calmly. Trying to change your fate will often only bring unexpected backlash and disasters to those close to you. Your fate is determined, this is an unchangeable fact. This is all I can tell you. As for this pill..." The old man said, he took out a small and exquisite brocade box from his arms and gently placed it in Wuyou's hand, "It may help you, but whether to take it in the end is up to you to decide." After speaking, the old man's figure gradually dissipated into the air like smoke, leaving only a faint sigh echoing in Wuyou's ears.

At this moment, Wuyou, who had been keeping her eyes closed, suddenly opened them, and darkness instantly enveloped her vision. All around was silent, with only the faint moonlight shining through the window onto the ground, casting pale shadows. Wuyou struggled to sit up, but suddenly felt a strange sensation on her wrist. She looked down and saw an exquisite watch flashing a faint light, and next to the strap, there was the familiar brocade box!

Wuyou's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief. Was everything she had just experienced not just a dream? With trembling hands, she carefully picked up the box and gently opened it. In an instant, a faint medicinal fragrance came to her nose, and a round and smooth pill lay quietly in the middle of the box.

"Actually... this is all true..." Wuyou murmured to himself, his heart felt like a raging storm and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Wuyou held the pill tightly, hesitating. If this pill is really as the old man said, and if I succeed in changing my fate, what if it also brings disaster to the people around me? But if I don't take it, I'm afraid I won't be able to hold on for long in my weak body.

Wuyou stood quietly in front of the window, her eyes looking into the distance, her thoughts gradually drifting back to the days after she came to the modern era. During this time, she seemed to have experienced countless different lives, each full of novelty and challenges. Sometimes in the dead of night, she would think back to it alone, and she couldn't help but feel deeply moved.

"Actually, if you think about it carefully, I'm really lucky." Wuyou whispered softly, with the corners of her mouth rising unconsciously. It was a great gift from God to be able to buy herself such a long time. That night, Wuyou tossed and turned in bed, with thoughts in her mind coming and going, making her unable to fall asleep for a long time.

When the sky began to light up slightly, Wuyou, who had been thinking for a long time, finally seemed to have figured something out. Wuyou slowly sat up from the bed, took out the box from under the pillow, and gently opened the box containing the pills. Wuyou stared at the pill in the box with a complicated and firm look in his eyes.

After hesitating for a moment, Wuyou took a deep breath, stretched out her hand and carefully took out the pill. However, just when she was about to put the pill into her mouth, Wuyou suddenly stopped. A voice deep in her heart kept telling her: Once she took this pill, there would be no turning back... But in the end, Wuyou gritted her teeth and swallowed the pill resolutely.

"Since I only have half a year left, instead of being sad and self-pitying all day long, I might as well cherish every minute and every second I have now!" Wuyou said to himself, with a glimmer of relief and determination in his eyes.

Wuyou decided to use the remaining six months to fully appreciate the beautiful mountains and rivers of her motherland and explore the most beautiful scenery in the world. Whether it is majestic mountains or rippling rivers and lakes; whether it is ancient and mysterious historical sites or bustling and lively city streets, she will visit them one by one and feel their unique charm with her heart. At least in this way, she will have no regrets after her death.