Volume 2, Chapter 418: Meeting Jinghong.
After the dust faded away, Ye Tingmu touched his face, which was still warm. He walked forward a few steps and saw a clear spring. He leaned over to look at it.
Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar appearance, his eyes were dull for a moment.
The cave is still the same cave it was a thousand years ago, it has been cleaned very cleanly and spotlessly. The eternal lamp in the cave is still placed in the same position as when he went to heaven.
The light in the cave was unusually bright. He scooped up a pool of clear spring water and put it into his mouth. It was icy and refreshing, with a lingering sweetness.
He looked around again and then walked slowly outside.
After exiting the cave, the sunlight entered his eyes. Even though his current body had the cultivation of a saint, he still could hardly open his eyes when the sunlight set.
For a thousand years, during these thousand years, his body has never seen the sunlight.
So you always need to adapt.
He didn't know how long it had been, maybe ten seconds, or maybe a minute, the white light in front of his eyes slowly dissipated, and the blurriness was replaced by clarity and brightness.
What meets the eye is a sea of clouds, clear sky against green hills, picturesque mountains and a warm spring breeze.
He saw a small shed ahead, set down a few stone steps.
The shed looks simple, but it can shelter from wind and rain, and from its mottled appearance, you can see the traces of time.
The tiles on the shed had been replaced, and the moss was of varying shades of color.
And under the shed, there was a girl sitting.
The girl's twin ponytails were held behind her, and she was dressed neatly in red. From this angle, she looked like a character in a landscape painting, blending in with the world without any sense of incongruity.
There was no sachet or accessory hanging around the girl's slender waist, but instead a small wooden sword.
It seemed so inconsistent with her temperament. At this moment, she was resting her chin on her hand, and it was unclear whether she was asleep or looking into the distance.
Ye Tingmu's throat rolled, and his eyes carefully looked at the girl's back, not missing a single detail.
He walked down the stairs slowly, his steps very lightly, for fear of disturbing the girl's sweet dream.
He didn't stop until he was several meters behind her and the shed blocked the light on his face.
His Adam's apple moved slightly and he opened his mouth and called out softly.
"Stunning."
In a daze, Jinghong seemed to hear a familiar voice. She slowly opened her eyes and turned her head. Her small, delicate and cute face was sleepy.
The two looked at each other. Seeing Ye Tingmu's doting look, Jinghong was not surprised or surprised at all. Instead, she smiled innocently and said, "Hehe, I dreamed about my brother again."
Yes, at this moment, I thought everything in front of me was just a dream.
Logically speaking, saints don't need to sleep, but Jinghong is different. She spends a lot of time sleeping every day.
Just because in the dream, she might not be alone, she could see her elder brother.
Not just this time,
For a thousand years, a full thousand years, she has never left here since her brother left, so she dreams of waiting for her brother to come back.
Looking at her silly look, Ye Tingmu felt his nose sore and his eyes were sore and uncomfortable, as if something always wanted to get out.
Jinghong stood up, yawned, ran towards him, and stopped in front of him.
He leaned his body and tilted his little head, staring at Ye Tingmu in front of him with a daze.
She did not touch him, because seeing her brother in a dream was always a blessing. She was afraid that if she touched him, her brother would disappear and she would wake up from the dream.
"Brother, you haven't changed. You're still so handsome, hehe."
"Tell me, how long have you been gone? I counted and it's been 364,314 days. Why haven't you come back yet?"
"We said it would last a few hundred years at most. What you said is not true at all."
"I'm telling you, I'm really angry. I sent you a message in your dream, but you didn't hear it. I'm giving you one last chance. If you don't come back, I'll really ignore you. Humph."
(……)
She circled around Ye Tingmu, talking to herself, and accusing him with a proud look.
And judging from her skilled tone, it was obvious that this was not the first time.
Ye Tingmu listened with mixed feelings. Yes, he had promised him that it would be a few hundred years at most, but this time he would be gone for a thousand years.
He didn't say anything, just listened and watched quietly, watching Jinghong circle around and around.
Listen to her say it over and over again.
Maybe Jinghong was tired from walking, or maybe he was just tired.
She stopped and looked at Ye Tingmu with a serious look in her eyes. She looked at Ye Tingmu and slowly approached. She wanted to hug her brother and let her brother hug her.
Even if it will disappear without a trace like before.
She opened her arms and hugged him. Even though she was sure that this was all a dream, her eyes were still full of anticipation.
Jinghong rushed towards him and hugged him, just like when they were little.
The corners of Ye Tingmu's mouth rose unnaturally. That smile was one of joy, happiness, and heartache.
Jinghong was stunned because she actually succeeded. This time, the brother in front of her did not suddenly disappear like before.
She could even feel the temperature on it, it was so real.
She buried her head tightly in his arms, feeling the familiar breath.
She just wanted this moment to last a little longer, and she didn't want to wake up from this dream so soon.
"Brother, I miss you so much. When will you come back?" she whispered softly.
Ye Tingmu looked at the little girl in his arms, raised his hand and gently stroked her head.
"Hasn't my brother come back?"
Gentle, doting and touching words were heard. This was the first time Ye Tingmu spoke.
It was also the first time that Jinghong heard his elder brother speak to him in his dream.
She was stunned again, let go of her hand, looked up at the man in front of her, her eyes filled with trance.
She always felt that all this was too real, too real to be a dream.
She just stared at Ye Tingmu blankly, wanting to say something, but couldn't.
She took two steps back, just two.
Ye Tingmu also looked at her and said softly, "I'm sorry, little sister, big brother is back late."
The expression in Jinghong's eyes changed rapidly. Suddenly, she grabbed Ye Tingmu's arm and bit it hard.
She was very strong and bit very fiercely, but Ye Tingmu remained silent. He still looked at her with a smile and let her bite him.
After a while, Jinghong let go, looked up at him with loss in her eyes.
"I knew it was a dream. You don't even feel the pain."
Ye Tingmu was at a loss whether to laugh or cry when he heard this. It turned out that you bit me just to verify whether this was a dream or not.
While he felt sad and distressed for Jinghong, he was also full of worries about her little head.
He raised his hand and tapped her little head like he did when they were little.
"Boom!" The sound is crisp and pleasant.
"Does it hurt?"
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