Of course, they didn't completely let go; they still planned your travel route, taught you how to distinguish good people from bad, and provided you with funds that an ordinary person couldn't earn in a lifetime.
At the same time, they thoughtfully gave you a comprehensive criminal law book, specifically marking one page. When you opened that page, the first item you saw was an introduction to how many years one would be imprisoned for child molestation.
This made you feel as if your parents were slandering you, but regardless, you and Aili Xiya embarked on a world tour.
Your parents prepared a motorcycle for you, but Aili Xiya chose a bicycle, saying that it was better to travel the world on two feet.
The motorcycle was too fast, preventing her from properly greeting everyone she met on the road.
You couldn't argue with her, but you silently sent the motorcycle to a location that she had actually already outlined on the map.
On the road, you wanted to ask Aili Xiya, the girl who had actively proposed the trip and clearly had a purpose, about her true intentions and travel plans.
"Where to? That's a good question. The answer is... even I don't know~?"
"If you have any ideas, feel free to share them~?"
"This is our trip, just the two of us."
"Always holding back and not speaking will make your skin worse."
Aili Xiya lightly poked her chubby cheek with her finger, her cerulean eyes clear and devoid of any deep thought.
Even with her youthful age and lingering childishness, her outstanding beauty was not at all obscured.
With her long hair gently swirling, her snow-white skin glowed with a pinkish hue, tempting one to draw closer, and her blue, starry eyes were lively and adorable.
Her delicate, small nose, light pink lips, and the occasional red tongue she'd stick out when playfully pouting, made her as flawless as an elf from a fairy tale.
—This way, she shouldn't inexplicably want to greet others anymore.
This was a dreamlike journey, just for the two of them.
To be with the young man who saved her from the forest, to travel together, to do such romantic things together, it was just like a fairy tale.
Chasing a specific destination...
Instead, it became a meaningless act.
Like flowers blown by the free wind, they spread their fragrance wherever they landed. Why chase a destination?
—If the destination hadn't been outlined on the map in advance.
At sixteen, you officially began your journey. However, unlike ordinary travel, Aili Xiya's personality inevitably influenced you, making you less concerned about whether the places you visited were famous enough.
In this way, you didn't need famous historical sites; merely the mountains, rivers, and sunset riverbanks you saw along the way were enough to make you happy.
The setting sun cast long shadows, and the crimson sky quickly darkened. In the distance, a patch of clouds adorned the twilight, and the lingering glow of the slanting sun reflected on the mountains and waters, intertwining to form a moving picture.
Sunset glow is a beautiful natural spectacle, formed when the lingering sunlight at sunset reflects on the clouds in the sky, creating colorful and brilliant light and shadows.
The colors and forms change with time and place, but ultimately, they are limited by the extent of light.
All beauty and wonder are confined to the limits of nature.
Compared to this natural beauty, what was more captivating was a flawlessness that seemed not to belong to this world.
The young man turned his head slightly. At the edge of his vision sat the girl on the ground, her hands supporting her somewhat chubby cheeks. Her pupils showed no trace of reluctance or sadness, but were filled with the bright light of hope, like the splendor of a flower.
The gentle curve of her lips formed a smile capable of enchanting anyone, and it would have been even better if one could disregard the faint traces of worry within it.
Just then, vibrant flowers bloomed, and a fragrant breeze lifted their petals, like the flowing melody of an organ, delicate and long, soft and winding, stirring the young man's clothes and the girl's long skirt, as if flying flowers continuously bloomed, withered, and faded... sweeping past her finely sculpted, jade-like neck, a honey-sweet fragrance wafted against the wind, and on her snow-white skin, a pink glow swayed, inviting one to draw closer.
The girl, however, showed no shyness at all, swinging her feet with the wind, stepping on the dancing leaves to change sides, twisting her waist to lean into the void, and raising her head to sip the autumn breeze.
She let a corner of her pink skirt be blown up, revealing a glimpse of pure white that one might consider impolite to gaze upon.
Only this truly suited a girl as beautiful as a fairy.
Even as the dim yellow light of dusk fell upon her, and even as the azure eyes reflected the coming of night, the hope and expectation of the sun rising tomorrow would surely remain.
A few small worries and annoyances could not truly stain that pure and flawless flower.
At most, they were just dust carried away by the wind.
The girl's beauty was beyond imagination; simply finding her was fortunate enough.
Although a bit selfish,
Although a bit shameless.
As the young man and the girl admired the beautiful scenery, gazing at sights that only existed in books, he couldn't suppress his inner feelings, and inevitably, some rather extreme thoughts arose in his mind.
—If those eyes could look at him more often, that would be wonderful.
Even though the actual travel locations were not particularly scenic, apart from Chang Kong, which was a relatively famous technological metropolis as a destination, almost all the others seemed to have been circled casually.
There was almost no discernible connection between them.
The rare time spent with the girl still made you feel physically and mentally happy, as a traveler who was not alone, but had company.
—Except for the infamous Dusk Street you saw in the books, you would absolutely not set foot in such a chaotic place.
You didn't want to fight children wearing bulletproof vests and holding pistols, while you wore a mini bulletproof vest and carried a child-sized rifle.
"Why is there Dusk Street?"
Jiang Cheng felt a strange sense of oddity, his brows slightly furrowed, his dark pupils clearly reflecting the location marked on the map.
Most of the places were unfamiliar; the information within Elysium was too fragmented. Where were the birthplaces of those excellent individuals and geniuses? Except for a few, there was basically no description or explanation.
Simply marking the locations wasn't too strange. The plot never stated whether Aili Xiya's travels were completely random or if she had some ideas?
It should just be a simple mark.
Now that he had latched onto Aili Xiya, although not as good as the Serpent, if his favorability was high enough, he might get a specialized Fusion Warrior surgery.
But since she had the nickname "Pink Fat Woman," her meaty legs were naturally no less impressive, perhaps comparable to Raiza's.