Qin Chuan didn't ask Fan Qingchen if she felt the same way. They left together once they both stopped.
That night, one was in the bedroom, the other outside. Qin Chuan still talked to her, but usually it was Qin Chuan asking questions, and Fan Qingchen answering.
Aside from the occasional teasing, they talked about all sorts of things, because Qin Chuan wanted to describe the joys of a normal human being.
This naturally included describing love, family, friendship, and so on, not only talking about it but also asking her questions.
Unconsciously, Fan Qingchen was being subtly changed.
Changing Fan Qingchen might seem easy, but it wasn't, because many things require the right method.
Before, Fan Qingchen was unapproachable; imagine, no one could reach her, so how could she be changed?
But because of some past reasons, Fan Qingchen trusted Qin Chuan deeply. He was the only man who could be so rude to her. He
was also the only man who could be alone with her like this, and even recently, she had kissed him.
A man she could tolerate, even someone whose grievances made her lower her guard.
One day, two days...
and so it went. During the day, they would look at the Buddha statues, and at night they would chat, then go to sleep after midnight.
In the morning, Qin Chuan would cook something and have a good meal.
A month passed in a flash.
Thirty golden Buddha auras had appeared within Qin Chuan's body, but they weren't clustered together; their positions were assigned, so they were scattered sparsely.
However, they already possessed a great deal of vitality, giving the place a solemn and awe-inspiring atmosphere.
In addition, Qin Chuan's strength had increased by two minor realms.
This increase wasn't just due to the Buddha auras returning to their positions, but also because of Qin Chuan's comprehension of the scriptures of the gods and Buddhas.
The days were fulfilling, but too monotonous. Also, because Qin Chuan had been focused on Buddhist teachings during this time, for some reason, his mind had become very calm.
This startled him; he worried that if he became so indifferent to women, he would feel disgusted.
Thinking about it, it was fortunate that he didn't have that feeling; his preference was still women...
Today, after breakfast, Fan Qingchen got up, and Qin Chuan quickly pulled her back: "Let's rest today, we'll go tomorrow."
Fan Qingchen was taken aback, looking at Qin Chuan with confusion.
"Let's go for a stroll. Are there any interesting cities nearby? Let's check them out together." Qin Chuan, without further ado, pulled Fan Qingchen along.
Fan Qingchen had developed a certain immunity to Qin Chuan; she didn't resist holding hands or hugging.
"Okay!" Fan Qingchen nodded in agreement.
Qin Chuan had originally wanted to find out what was interesting from Fan Qingchen, but as he expected, this woman was completely unfamiliar with the area.
Oh well, since that's the case, they might as well just find a random city to look at, just to relax.
Holy Fire City!
Qin Chuan was already immune to the names of the cities here; names were just symbols. Although many city names were related to the city itself, and one could even learn a lot from a city's name,
this Holy Fire City, judging from the name, if it was real, then it must have a story, but Qin Chuan wasn't particularly curious.
The two walked along the city walls, the streets bustling with people, the imposing pavilions, large and small, some as large as small mountains, lurking like giant beasts.
People with power always have imposing mansions, so you can tell a family's wealth and status by the imposing presence of their residence.
Of course, you need to know how to judge, but most people can, for example, by looking at the size and height.
That's appearance.
But true martial artists judge by aura, by power. For example, the feeling between a small hill and a massive mountain range is the difference in power.
Fan Qingchen casually looked around, and Qin Chuan smiled, "You're here to relax, so just relax. Don't think about anything, just treat yourself like an ordinary person."
"Hmm, Qin Chuan, what does family feel like?" Fan Qingchen asked softly.
She didn't look at Qin Chuan, as if she were speaking casually.
Qin Chuan didn't know much about Fan Qingchen's situation, but he knew she was alone, and now he was probably certain that she had likely grown up alone.
Qin Chuan hesitated for a moment. He didn't know how to tell her specifically, because he didn't have it. If he did, it would only make her more uncomfortable.
The better you describe it, the more hurtful it is because the other person has never experienced it.
After thinking for a moment, Qin Chuan smiled and said, "It's actually very simple. We'll have a baby, and you'll know immediately."
Qin Chuan was just trying to lighten the mood, and besides, he had teased her quite a bit these past few days, so this wouldn't make her explode.
Moreover, Fan Qingchen was very calm; it was difficult for Qin Chuan to make her angry. Recently, he had sometimes seen her slightly sullen, which was a huge improvement.
Qin Chuan was prepared for her to be angry or ignore him, but Fan Qingchen stopped and looked at him very seriously.
Qin Chuan felt a little embarrassed by her gaze and smiled awkwardly, "Um, I was just joking."
"Maybe we can try that!"
Fan Qingchen said and continued walking forward, while Qin Chuan stood there dumbfounded, bewildered. He had a thousand possible answers, but he hadn't expected this one.
Qin Chuan rubbed his head, feeling that something was wrong today; everything felt so unreal.
He quickly took a few steps to catch up with Fan Qingchen, and unknowingly, the two walked into a street, only to discover that it was a lovers' street.
Every city has a Lover's Street, specially prepared for couples. Those who aren't couples usually feel awkward walking on this street.
Couples are prohibited from traveling by carriage; it's a pedestrian street, catering primarily to young men and women, with a pleasant atmosphere. There are
flower vendors, jewelry vendors, food vendors…
"Uncle, the sister is so pretty, won't you buy a flower?" a childish voice rang out.
Qin Chuan looked at a seven or eight-year-old girl in front of him, carrying a flower basket filled with roses.
However, Qin Chuan was puzzled; he was the uncle, so why was Fan Qingchen the sister?
Qin Chuan asked, confused, "Little girl, why am I the uncle and she is the sister?"
The little girl was startled. She wasn't particularly beautiful, but she was very pleasing to the eye, quiet, with a cautious look in her eyes, wearing old clothes, but very clean.
"Because it's easier to call her that…" the little girl thought for a moment and said happily.
Qin Chuan bought one flower, but gave her the money for dozens of flowers. He dared not give her any more because he didn't know if the little girl was being controlled.
As for why Qin Chuan didn't help, it was because he wasn't sure about his own suspicions. Besides, he wasn't a savior and couldn't save everyone. If he encountered her, giving her more so that she could have a good meal without disrupting her normal life was the right thing to do.