The evening breeze in the suburbs stirred up a green wave, the coolness mixed with the earthy fragrance of the grass, dispelling the pent-up frustration in Yin Ming's heart.

Yin Ming thought that Ling Yao would have something to say to him no matter what, but the expected accusations and insults did not come.

He simply sat cross-legged, elbows resting on his knees, quietly watching Yin Ming with his chin propped up, his eyes bright and unblinking.

Yin Ming never imagined that his reunion with Ling Yao would be such a peaceful scene.

Feeling embarrassed by his overly focused gaze, Yin Ming coughed lightly and couldn't help but ask:

"Ah Yao, what are you thinking about?"

Lingyao shook his head slightly, his eyes still fixed on the screen.

Yin Ming asked, puzzled, "Don't you have anything to say to me?"

Lingyao slowly shook his head again.

That's strange.

Yin Ming thought to himself, "Is this person really Ling Yao? Shouldn't Ling Yao hate him to death?"

Why aren't you beating him up now, and you're not even cursing him?

Moreover… Yin Ming shifted his gaze to Ling Yao’s face; he looked so well-behaved.

He looks exactly the same as the obedient puppy he was before his rebirth.

"Yin Ming, I haven't seen you in so long. You're still the same as before."

Lingyao finally spoke, his tone seemingly one of感慨 (gǎnkǎi, a feeling of deep emotion), but then turning into resentment.

But there seemed to be a hint of grievance in that resentment.

"Where are you... I've been looking for you for so long, but I can't find you."

Yin Ming was instantly jolted awake; Ling Yao had indeed come to find him!

Remembering his earlier words, Yin Ming tentatively asked, "What will you do after you find it?"

“I want…” A hint of confusion flashed in Ling Yao’s eyes, as if he had realized something. He excitedly reached out to Yin Ming, but stopped again just before touching Yin Ming’s skin.

He pursed his lips, withdrew his hand to cover his face, and a soft sob escaped from his fingertips.

"Waaah... Yin Ming, you finally spoke to me... I've said so much to you before, and you never responded to a single word..."

Upon hearing this, Yin Ming felt a chill run down his spine. It was all over.

It turns out that in Lingyao's dream, he was a quiet, handsome man who couldn't speak...

But it's too late to take back those words now! What should I do? Will Lingyao find out he's telling the truth?

Fortunately, Lingyao did not notice anything amiss. After whimpering a few times, he lowered his hand and looked at Yinming with hopeful eyes.

"Could you say a few more words to me?"

Looking into his bright eyes, Yin Ming suddenly felt a pang of resentment towards himself for being so easily swayed by emotions.

Why can't I resist these adorable little cuties!

But... but he looks so well-behaved and cute like this!

Yin Ming raised his hand to cover his heart, which had been struck by a violent blow. Whatever, Ling Yao was already drunk anyway, so he might as well take this opportunity to sound him out and prepare himself mentally in advance.

Yin Ming licked his thin lips, reached out to wipe away the tears on his face, and coaxed him gently:

"Then, Ayao, can you tell me what your opinion of me is now?"

Is it so much that you hate him that you want to kill him no matter what?

He finally understood and realized that everything Yin Ming did was for his own good, so he stopped caring.

Although the second possibility cannot explain why he would travel thousands of miles to the God Clan to find Yin Ming's whereabouts, people always need to have fantasies, what if it comes true?

Lingyao blinked innocently, then reached out and grabbed Yin Ming's hand, which was about to withdraw, and rubbed it against his cheek before suddenly smiling.

"It didn't disappear this time..."

Yin Ming was completely bewildered by him. Just as he was feeling confused, he suddenly felt a tremendous force strike him. In his dizziness, he found himself in Ling Yao's arms.

Lingyao hugged him tightly, nuzzling his shoulder affectionately, giving Yin Ming goosebumps.

Huh, what's going on here?

"I like Yin Ming, I like him very much, to the point of... love."

Lingyao whispered in Yinming's ear, her hot breath brushing against his neck.

Yin Ming felt as if he had been electrocuted, and half of his body went numb instantly.

In short, he successfully overheated Yin Ming's CPU.

What?! Did he hear that right?! He...he likes him?!

Before Yin Ming could recover from his shock, Ling Yao turned his face towards him, staring at his thin lips with a dreamy look, and kissed him.

"Ugh... Ugh!" Yin Ming struggled to shake him off, but only received a deeper penetration from him.

After several unsuccessful attempts to push him away, Yin Ming's eyes welled up with tears, and he looked as if he was about to cry.

His pitiful appearance only fueled Lingyao's even deeper desires.

Lingyao's eyes grew increasingly dark. As he deepened the kiss, he involuntarily began to loosen Yin Ming's clothes.

Yin Ming clearly felt the large hand moving back and forth over his body, finally stopping on the belt tied to his side.

It seemed that with just a gentle tug, he could be running around naked.

Although Yin Ming was still wearing an undergarment, this action still made him feel the fear of being stripped naked.

Yin Ming immediately disregarded the difference between dream and reality, raised his hand and slapped Ling Yao hard in the chest.

Lingyao was hit so hard that he fell backward to the ground.

Finally freed from his restraints, Yin Ming gasped for breath, his gaze filled with sorrow as he looked at Ling Yao on the ground.

When he didn't see him move for a while, Yin Ming was so frightened that he thought something had happened to him and hurriedly went to check his breathing.

They breathed a sigh of relief when they found out he had simply fallen into a deep sleep.

Yin Ming looked at Ling Yao's sleeping face with complicated emotions, and there was even a hint of a smile on his lips.

Yin Ming was so itchy to see this that he wanted to give him a few more slaps and send him to the afterlife.

However, this did successfully unravel the mystery that had been troubling Yin Ming for a long time.

So Lingyao kept chasing after him not because she hated him, but because she liked him?!

This is absolutely outrageous!

Yin Ming really couldn't understand, damn it... where exactly did things go wrong?

How did such a good male lead turn into such a jerk?!

No, this amount of information is just too much; Yin Ming feels like his brain is about to explode.

Let's wait until he goes back and has a few days to process it before we talk about it.

As for this Lingyao... Yin Ming kicked his hand hanging by his side indignantly.

Anyone who tries to control him is a dog!

***

"Ming-ge, why did you come back alone? I searched for you for ages down the mountain and couldn't find you."

Long Cheng bought some food at the temple fair, but when he turned around, he found that Yin Ming had disappeared again.

He habitually went to the teahouse to look for the other person, only to find that the teahouse was closed.

After searching around for a while without finding Yin Ming, Long Cheng wondered if he might have returned to the Divine Realm first and then rushed back to check on him.

Luckily, he was quick-witted. If it were that simpleton Xiao Lü, he might still be waiting foolishly in town.