Chapter 49 The Sea of the Boundary "I miss you so much..."
In the realms of humans and demons, day and night are reversed. When Qiu Tong released the secret message, it was noon in the demon realm.
A paper fox, barely visible, flew across the sea towards the water tower on the shore. The sea shimmered with sunlight, reflecting its not-so-agile figure.
This is the Jihai Sea, located at the border between the east and south of the Demon Realm, and is the territory of the Merfolk.
Legend has it that the Boundless Sea is connected to the Endless Sea, and people can travel freely between the two worlds without the need for a talisman. Many merfolk love to sneak out from here to visit the human world, which is why the human race has had merfolk legends since ancient times.
Moreover, in the demon realm, sea creatures like merfolk are also extremely unique.
After millions of years of evolution, the demon race has long lost the ability to revert to their ancestral form, and only their bloodline remains. But the ancient sea race is different; they can still return.
The slender mermaid leaps out of the water and lands gracefully back, the splashing water reflecting off the towering buildings along the coast.
The houses on the shore were all built of blue seawood, with white shells hanging under the eaves, the pillars painted in bright colors, and the roofs covered with crystal powder, which shimmered and shone brightly.
Many young people dressed in thin gauze ran through it, making the white shells jingle.
The paper fox flew over several tall houses and slowly entered the high pavilion.
Inside the pavilion sat a woman. Unlike the mermaids who wore light veils and silks, she wore a violet dress and two jade bracelets on her wrists. Her posture was serene and her manners elegant, like a gently blooming crape myrtle.
Hearing the commotion, she looked up and saw a fox sitting on the desk, looking adorable and endearing.
She chuckled softly, tapped the paper fox's head, and said, "Zeyu, there is a letter from you."
A moment later, hurried footsteps came from outside the door, and a young man with long, flowing hair and handsome features rushed into the inner room. He ignored the letter and immediately embraced the woman.
"Mingyue, you're finally willing to talk to me!"
Mingyue pointed to the desk: "Why don't you take a look at what's written in the letter? Don't let it interfere with important matters."
Ze Yu glanced at the paper fox and frowned: "It's not important business, it's just that someone's here to beg."
Mingyue looked at him with amusement: "There's someone who can order you around?"
Ze Yu explained helplessly: "The situation in the demon realm is unstable. Several major tribes are fighting and annexing each other. Ji Hai is located at the southeastern border, so it is inevitable that there will be conflicts. My father made a pact with the fox tribe in the east and the feather tribe in the south in his early years. They are considered allies. They have mutual 'services'. To put it bluntly, you choose people to serve me, and I choose people to serve you. It is called an alliance and mutual assistance, but we are not of the same race. The services we have are all trivial matters."
Mingyue was even more puzzled: "You are the young master of a clan, why were you chosen?"
A blush rose on Ze Yu's face, and she stammered, "At that time, it happened to be the time of your marriage alliance, and I heard that the fox clan was preparing to send envoys to the demon capital to investigate. There was also a way to contact the princess, so I thought I would do it. Even if I couldn't bring you back on the day of the wedding banquet, I wouldn't have lost contact with you..."
Mingyue frowned: "Nonsense! Is exercising a post simply a matter of alliance and mutual assistance? If the two clans can live in peace, that's fine, but if chaos breaks out, how are the clansmen sent out any different from hostages?"
Ze Yu grabbed the paper fox, squatted down beside her legs, and unfolded it with her head drooping and ears drooping: "I didn't think too much about it. There are many experts in the Demon Capital, and the Demon Lord is known far and wide for his unpredictable moods. I was just afraid that you would be scared alone in Xingzhi Palace."
Mingyue lowered her gaze and couldn't help but think of Lin Feiran, feeling both self-reproach and relief.
Out of fear and despair, she agreed to Lin Feiran's proposed exchange, sending her into a pit of fire for her. Fortunately, things took a turn for the better, and Lin Feiran became an envoy and escaped unharmed. Otherwise, she would have kowtowed to the ground to atone for her sins!
Seeing her downcast expression, Ze Yu could only sigh and say, "Don't be sad, I'll let you pet my tail tonight... hmm?"
He looked at the letter and asked in confusion, "The fox clan is sending someone to investigate the princess's true nature and draw a portrait of the envoy. Could it be that they have already suspected something?"
Mingyue immediately bent down to look, her lips slowly curving into a smile.
The fox clan is powerful, with many allies and numerous envoys. The two of them couldn't tell whether the letter was only sent to Ze Yu or to all envoys.
Mingyue pressed down on his shoulder, frowning in thought: "Whether Mingyue is in Xingzhi Palace or not is none of Lin Feiran's business. Moreover, even the Demon Lord has not pursued the matter, so why should others interfere? But why is the Fox Clan so concerned about this matter? Whether I live or die, what does it have to do with them?"
Mingyue couldn't help but recall the jade token that came with her dowry, which was the only reason the Human Emperor sent her to the Demon Realm.
She was just a mortal, perhaps not even a pawn, but he once said that she was destined to be with the Demon Lord, and this alliance was not a bad thing. If there was chaos in the demon realm in the future, she could smash the jade token to protect her life.
Mingyue didn't know how much truth or falsehood was mixed in these words, but she suddenly had a chilling thought: could this secret order be related to the Human Emperor?
He probably didn't care whether she lived or died, so this move must have been aimed at Lin Feiran.
"Zeyu, how do we get to Yaodu the fastest, faster than everyone else!"
"The fastest way is by water. I'll carry you, and we'll reach the Jade Belt Stream in Yaodu in less than three days!"
Mingyue nodded and stood up, her slender figure casting a long shadow: "Alright, let's set off today. I have something to tell Lin Feiran."
...
Jingchuan Dojo was set up for demons to fight, and it has thirty-six Sumeru lands. Normally, one can enter at any time without being restricted by the location, but there are two exceptions.
One was number thirty-six, which was specially set up for Lin Feiran, and the other was number one, where Ping An usually stayed.
Within the first Sumeru Land, there is a Dengwen Drum. Anyone who is dissatisfied with Ruxie and wants to challenge the position of Demon Lord can come here and strike the drum. Ping An will fight first, and only those who defeat her can see Ruxie.
Many challenged them back then, but now they've all fallen silent.
Ping An firmly believed that the day would come when the Dengwen Drum would be reopened, so she took care of herself every day and waxed her face every night, daring not to slack off in the slightest. Now she finally had a chance to put her skills to good use!
She pounded the drums merrily and shouted, "Faster, faster!"
Within the Sumeru Land, bamboo forests are dense, and a river flows through the middle. Lin Feiran is riding a bamboo pole swiftly across the water, the pole not touching the water, just three inches above the water.
Beside her, dozens of small iron-eating beasts, resembling glutinous rice balls, were carrying Xiao Zhu, crossing the river just like her. The green bamboo under their claws was also controlled by Lin Feiran.
If she is not careful, these little ones will fall into the water because of her, so Lin Feiran dares not slack off in the slightest.
"Sister Ping, should we put them back? What if they really fall into the water?"
Ping An laughed loudly: "No, there is no better way to hone your skills than controlling artifacts. Moreover, what I call teaching according to aptitude is to whip your conscience so that you can unleash your unlimited potential!"
In the bamboo forest, many iron-eating beasts sat on the bank, breaking bamboo and watching, as if they were already used to it.
Ping An picked up the three more and said loudly, "Don't worry, the river isn't deep, and they've lived in this area for many years. They'll have to learn to swim sooner or later. With you training with them, it'll be a lot of fun!"
Lin Feiran became even more uneasy.
"Don't get distracted, catch it!"
Ping An threw out the three small iron-eating beasts in his hand. Lin Feiran had no time to stop him, so he had to leap up, walk across the water, catch the three little balls in one go, and float back onto the bamboo surface.
The three little animals were warm and soft in her arms and chirped. She couldn't help but rub their ears, then broke the long bamboo at her feet and, as usual, placed the three of them on the bamboo.
Ping An couldn't help but exclaim, "Well done! The body moves but the spirit remains focused and the mind is not confused. This is the way of magic! Let's do it again!"
She tossed her long braid behind her, raised her eyebrows and smiled, the white patterns painted on her face making her look even more wild. The drumstick in her hand was thrown into the air, and in a flash of inspiration, it transformed into a blue banner with yellow patterns.
Ping An leaped forward to catch it, and as he waved it, the wind howled: "A summons is urgent, water dragon, come!"
The river surface churned and swirled, and suddenly, a dragon's roar echoed through the bamboo forest. Two water-based flying dragons burst out of the water and rushed straight ahead. The little iron-eating beasts turned around and immediately started chirping.
Lin Feiran paused, first sending the little ones forward, then turning around to cover the rear. He instinctively reached for the long bamboo to defend himself, when he heard Ping An shout loudly.
"You must no longer use martial arts techniques to fight with magic. Do you still remember the talisman arrays I taught you?"
Lin Feiran suddenly stopped. She glanced at Ping An, stepped onto the long bamboo and retreated into the rapids, splashing water everywhere. She made hand seals, and the bamboo leaves floating on the river fell in front of her.
The bamboo leaves are slender and there are twelve in total. The upper surface of the leaf is yang (sunlight) and the lower surface is yin (shade). They are connected in pairs, with Xun (southeast) above Gen (northeast) and this is called Fengshan Jian (Wind Mountain Gradual Progress).
The water dragon leaped into the water, but a towering green tree sprang up from underwater, cleaving the water dragon in two. The river water poured down like a sudden rainstorm.
Another water dragon detoured and rushed straight towards a group of glutinous rice balls. Lin Feiran flipped backward and retreated, the cold air in his hand gradually appearing. He slapped down on the water, and the river surface instantly froze. The moment the water dragon poked its head out, it was sculpted into an ice sculpture.
Fearing that Ping An might summon something else, she immediately rode the green bamboo to send the little iron beast back to the bamboo forest. Just as she was distracted, the water dragon, which was not yet fully solidified, swung its tail and knocked her over into the river. The little dumplings were so startled that they chirped and rushed towards Ping An.
After a while, Lin Feiran swam out and said quietly, "This water looks deep, but it's actually not shallow at all."
Ping An burst into laughter upon hearing this, pulled her aside, and comforted her, "Seeing how interesting, no, how hard you've worked these past few days, I'll give you something as a return gift for that star lamp!"
She raised her hand, and a gentle breeze suddenly rose through the bamboo forest. A powerful buzzing sound pierced the air. It was an extremely smooth curved blade, with strange patterns engraved on its surface. It shone both inside and out, and when it was suspended in front of her, it looked like a bright crescent moon in the sky.
"This is called the Moon Wheel, a natural weapon for controlling the moon. It used to be my personal possession, but I don't need it anymore, so I'm giving it to you!"
With a whistle, Ping An sent the Moon Wheel into her palm. It spun smaller and smaller until it became a silver moon ring. Before Lin Feiran could refuse, she slipped it onto her wrist.
"Let's go, let's have a big meal!"
Lin Feiran glanced at the silver ring on his wrist, shook his head and smiled lightly, "I'm hungry too, this meal is on me."
As the two chatted and laughed, they walked out of Jingchuan. But as soon as they entered the city gate, Lin Feiran noticed a faint gaze. The two exchanged a glance, and Ping An shrugged and said, "I'll go order some food and wait for you. I'll be right back."
Lin Feiran glanced discreetly at the end of her line of sight, then leaped onto the rooftop and disappeared in the next moment. While the people watching were filled with doubt, she had already arrived behind the two of them.
Are you looking for me?
The voice was clear and low-pitched, which startled Ze Yu. He immediately reached out to protect Mingyue, leaned forward slightly, and assumed a fighting stance.
Lin Feiran didn't even look at him, but instead looked behind him with slight surprise: "Princess Mingyue? What are you doing in the Demon Realm?"
Mingyue looked at the newcomer, her almond-shaped eyes carefully examining Lin Feiran before she spoke: "On the day of the substitute marriage, I was taken to the demon realm... I was a little worried at first, but seeing your radiant face and bright eyes today, I think you are doing well, which puts my mind at ease."
I have come today with urgent business to discuss; please forgive any shortcomings in my communication.
Lin Feiran shook his head, glanced at the demon youth beside her, and understood: "It seems that the princess has also achieved the life she wanted. However, it is not convenient to discuss this in detail here. Please come with me."
She led the two into a restaurant, activated the magic array, and asked, "Princess, what brings you here today?"
After pondering for a moment, Mingyue asked, "Among the many dowry items brought from the human realm, have you seen a talisman? It's about the size of a palm and carved with a jade flower."
Lin Feiran understood: "A voice transmission talisman?"
Mingyue nodded: "Yes, have you ever used it?"
Upon hearing this, Lin Feiran suddenly sat up straight, her eyes darting around, and she raised her hand to touch her neck, her guilty conscience evident.
Strictly speaking, her act of taking things without asking is called theft.
Zeyu suddenly realized, "You used it!"
Lin Feiran, like a cat whose tail had been stepped on, immediately retorted, "I didn't mean to! Who are you, and what is your relationship with the princess!"
Ze Yu choked on his words. He looked at Ming Yue, his face burning, and stammered for a long time, "I...I am the young master of the Merfolk, we...it's none of your business!"
Within two sentences, both of them blushed, one from embarrassment and the other from embarrassment.
Mingyue looked at them and found it somewhat amusing. Her initial unease eased, and she pushed Zeyu aside, briefly explaining the whole story before turning serious.
Lin Feiran ignored the slight embarrassment, his expression turning slightly somber: "Since my mother's passing, we have rarely attended banquets in the palace, and I haven't seen him for many years. Even if he knows that I am now an envoy of the demon race, so what? Can't humans act in the demon realm?"
Mingyue shook her head, her gaze grave: "This matter might implicate your mother."
Lin Feiran was taken aback: "My mother?"
“Yes.” Mingyue nodded. “I saw her one night.”
The emperor was handsome and had an outstanding demeanor, but he was not a lecherous man. He had only a few concubines in his harem all year round, and he did not have many children.
The Holy Palace Lady had been childless for many years and loved children very much, so she would often summon them to the palace to keep her company.
Mingyue still remembered that day. She was eating flower cakes and cutting paper for good fortune in the arms of the Holy Palace Lady. Amidst her laughter, a person quietly entered the palace, covered in blood. Under the moonlight, she could see the person's appearance clearly.
Her face was as beautiful as a flower, but blood clung to her eyelashes, and her expression was cold and stern.
The Holy Palace Empress was taken aback upon seeing this, but did not shout. She simply dismissed the servants and had someone take her to a side room to lull her to sleep, while she herself remained in the main hall.
Young Mingyue was terrified when she saw so much blood for the first time. She could only bite her lip and dare not cry too much.
In the imperial harem, all children were merely used to please the Holy Empress.
Mingyue lay on the soft bed in the side room, listening to the rumbling thunder and pouring rain outside the window. Thinking of the glaring bloodstains, she found it hard to fall asleep. But being young, she couldn't stay up all night and drifted off to sleep.
Half-asleep, I saw through the rain that the lights in the main hall burned until dawn.
Mingyue didn't sleep well. In her daze, she heard a servant whisper the words "Human Emperor," and she immediately woke up.
She got up, clutching the blanket, and cautiously peered out through the crack in the window. The woman covered in blood seemed to have been discovered and was now surrounded, confronting her father.
The two whispered to each other, and it was unclear what they said. Suddenly, her expression changed, and she angrily shouted, "How dare you make a move!"
Before she finished speaking, she drew her sword and charged toward the Human Emperor with tremendous force. The surrounding cultivators from the Star Domain rushed forward to stop her, and even though a dozen of them fought in turn, they were no match for her alone.
With the obstacle cleared, she thrust her longsword straight out, only to collide with the protective array he had erected around him. Just as everyone breathed a sigh of relief, the sharp blade advanced another inch, shattering the array into pieces. The sword tip pierced through, churning up a patch of blood on his chest.
The emperor was not afraid. He simply crossed his hands in front of him, looked at her with a forced smile, but his gaze was extremely cold.
"If I were you, I wouldn't linger here any longer."
In the nick of time, the Holy Palace Empress emerged from the palace and ordered everyone to stop fighting, finally bringing the conflict to a halt. She let the woman leave, gave the Emperor a deep look, then frowned and returned to her palace, where she remained secluded for several months.
"...I was too scared that day, so I only felt that she looked familiar, but I didn't recognize her. Later, when you attended the grand banquet in the palace, I saw her and that's when I remembered her."
"Your father is a hypocrite, deceitful and unfathomable. He is not a magnanimous person. Your mother has a grudge against him, so it's inevitable that he will target you."
Mingyue sighed and looked at her: "If they really mistake you for me and use the jade token to contact you, it would be a good thing. If there is any movement, you can know in time."
Lin Feiran, however, grasped the key point: "Which grand banquet?"
“The eighth day of the seventh lunar month is the Peony Festival.” Mingyue recalled, “I remember it very clearly. On that day, Sister Min accidentally cut two pots of excellent Yao Huang peonies. Father was extremely angry and punished her by making her kneel for three days. It was only after the Empress of the Holy Palace intervened on her behalf.”
Lin Feiran then asked, "How old were you that year?"
Six years old.
Suddenly, it seemed as if something was pieced together.
She was the same age as Mingyue. When she was six, her mother fell seriously ill and passed away. Less than three years later, her father also fell ill with lovesickness and followed her in death.
My mother has always been healthy, and she couldn't understand why she suddenly fell ill. Now that she thinks about it... it might be related to that injury.
My mother may not have died of illness.
Lin Feiran's expression suddenly turned somber. She remained silent, her figure standing tall, like a lone wind before a storm.
Mingyue hadn't thought about her mother's death. Seeing her strange expression, she assumed that her words had frightened her: "You don't need to worry too much. This is just a guess. Just be careful if you see people from Luoyang or cultivators from the Star Domain in the future!"
Lin Feiran composed herself: "Thank you for the reminder, Princess."
That day, Lin Feiran buried herself in eating two meals, one with Mingyue and the other with Ping'an. That night, she slept soundly for a long time without dreaming of anything. The next day, she still got up to practice her sword.
After that day, she practiced even more diligently.
The years in the mountains are long and the wind and snow are fierce. Lin Feiran realized a truth early on, a truth that she resisted, did not understand, but had to believe.
In such a strange world, only the strong can reason, only the strong can speak of justice. If she had something to say, she had to first place the sword heavily on the table.
It's ridiculous, but that's how the world is, and it's also quite tragic.
She has worked diligently and tirelessly for many years, not because she is studious, nor because she particularly enjoys spiritual practice. She simply wants to practice more and be less lacking so that she can persuade people to listen when it is necessary to reason, and possess this freedom that belongs only to the strong.
Just like now, she has something to say, but she doesn't know who she will be facing, so she can only say more and more.
*
In late summer, the howling cicadas died long ago on the trees, and as early autumn passed, the treetops finally turned the first patch of yellow.
Lin Feiran stepped into the courtyard late at night, brushed aside the yellowed fallen leaves, and went into the room to wash up. Halfway through filling the water, she suddenly sensed someone in the room. Just as she was about to start washing, she smelled a faint fragrance.
Secretive yet powerful.
She paused slightly, then turned back to continue washing up.
"Why don't you turn around and take a look?" the person behind asked.
Lin Feiran wiped his face, tidied everything up, and then turned around to look at him: "A visit so late at night, and so quiet, it can only be the Venerable One. Did the Venerable One come tonight because he couldn't sleep and wanted to find someone to chat with?"
"No." Ru Xian sat in the chair, crossed her legs, propped her chin on her right hand, and smiled with her eyes crinkling. "Have you forgotten something?"
Lin Feiran recalled for a long time, then shook his head: "I've forgotten too many things. What does the Venerable One mean?"
"..." Ru Xian looked at her, and as she opened and closed her palm, a plump, round black fish leaped into her hand. "Yours is already healed, what about mine?"
Lin Feiran looked at the fish with a sudden realization, as if she had just remembered. Upon seeing this, her smile froze on her lips, her snow-white eyelashes half-closed, and a hint of displeasure emanated from her.
"Lancheng's busiest man, don't tell me you haven't even seen him once."
Ru Xian didn't often call her by her name; he always had many other names for her.
The fake moon of Taiwu Kingdom, the diligent little hero, the wide-eyed silly goose, who not long ago called her the drooping puppet when she was feeling down, has now become a busy person in Lancheng.
Lin Feiran readily accepted the title, her lips slightly pursed, revealing a smile. In her palm, a white fish with a round head and a round body leaped out.
"I was just joking. The yin-yang symbol is right in my eyes, I won't forget it."
Ru Xian paused for a moment, then raised an eyebrow and said, "It seems you've learned a lot from Ping An; you can even crack a joke now."
Lin Feiran smiled without saying a word, then walked over and swapped the fish back from the two people's hands.
Ru Xian looked up at her; his words had been calm, but his heart was far from at peace.
Actually, the fish had been raised for a long time, but he accidentally found himself talking to the little fish unconsciously. He was stunned, but couldn't help thinking that Lin Feiran couldn't hear him at all. So this stunned feeling turned into slight irritation.
The sensation is like a downy feather brushing against the skin—not intense, but extremely alluring.
He felt there was something wrong with him, so he didn't switch the yin-yang fish back immediately. Besides, Lin Feiran should have come to find him first.
He waited for a long time, and even encountered her many times in Xingzhi Palace, but she did not mention it. She simply performed the Taoist ceremony in a hurry and then rushed to Jingchuan, as if that was her home.
If she doesn't speak up, he's even less likely to open his mouth.
Until today, Biqing and the others came and said that Lin Feiran had been practicing too hard lately, which might damage his physical constitution. They tried to persuade him to no avail, so they had no choice but to ask him to intervene.
At that time, Ru Xian sat on the windowsill, pretending to be asleep with her eyes closed, saying that it had nothing to do with her, but she still went into the room at night.
“You’ve been overdoing it lately. The moon wanes after it’s full, and water overflows when it’s full. Even if you want to become stronger, this isn’t the way to go. Be careful not to overdo it. Besides, if you’re feeling down, you can vent in other ways. You don’t have to torture yourself.”
He looked at Lin Feiran, a glimmer of light in his beautiful eyes.
Lin Feiran lowered his eyes upon hearing this and sighed softly, "What the Venerable One said makes sense."
Like a wisp of smoke, the corners of her lips lifted.
"However, I am used to this way of cultivation, and for me, it is far from being complete. Thank you for your concern, Your Excellency."
Ru Xian pursed her lips, clicked her tongue, and thought, "Bi Qing and the others are talking nonsense. How is he any different from the others?"
He stood up, picked up an old pen, and spun it around, applying it to many of her acupoints and joints. A wave of indescribable tingling and numbness arose from it, and Lin Feiran immediately gasped.
Ru Xian said calmly, "Although a cultivator's body is stronger than that of an ordinary person, it is not made of copper. It must be carefully protected. The path of cultivation is long, and one should maintain a balance between exertion and relaxation. If one is unrestrained, it will surely be harmful in the long run."
Hearing him say the word "moderation," Lin Feiran thought of the dream interpretation book again. She had been practicing it intensely lately; would she have some strange dreams again?
Ru Xian put down her pen and looked up to see that her brows were slightly furrowed, as if she was resisting. She assumed that Ru Xian did not agree with what she had just said and had not felt the need to rest from the soreness and numbness in her body.
"If I hadn't come, what were you planning to do tonight?"
Lin Feiran snapped out of her reverie, understood the implication in his words, and pointed to the table: "Prepare to draw talismans."
Ru Xian carefully examined her: "You clearly have a tired look between your brows, why force yourself? You can put on makeup tomorrow, it will be the same. Why don't you go to sleep?"
"...I can't sleep."
Ru Xian tilted her head slightly to look at her: "You're too old to sleep?"
Lin Feiran: "..."
She didn't know how to respond to that.
Ru Xian's medical skills were excellent. Judging from her expression, she knew that she was depressed and could only fall asleep after she could let it go. However, Lin Feiran had always been a taciturn person and always kept things to herself.
Well then, since I have nothing to do tonight, I'll take the time to show my concern.
He raised his hand, and a soft light, like a feather adorned with compound eyes, appeared behind him, illuminating the dimly lit room and faintly outlining the faces of the two men.
As Lin Feiran gazed at it, he felt as if he were walking on soft clouds, feeling light and carefree, but then suddenly his heart felt blocked and congested, and the clouds seemed heavy.
She looked at the person in front of her, and he was looking at her too. She heard him speak, asking, "What did you see?"
In a daze, she had forgotten who he was. In a daze, his face gradually softened and changed, becoming the familiar yet blurry image in her memory.
"Mother..."
She finally dreamed of her again, and the pent-up frustration gradually grew hot, rising to her eyes, and finally finding an outlet, condensing into beads and falling.
Ru Xian knew of her inner turmoil, and used this secret technique tonight only to find an outlet for her, so that it would not accumulate in her heart and become detrimental to her Daoist practice.
He thought that the common people's frustrations were nothing more than love and family, so he was not surprised when he heard Lin Feiran call out "mother". In a hallucination, it is not strange to see anything, as long as the frustration can be released.
He sat back in his chair, adjusted the gold ring on his leg, and as he lowered his eyes, a dark shadow suddenly loomed in front of him.
His heart skipped a beat. Before he could even look up, she leaned in and embraced him. She lowered her head to his neck, her voice hoarse, as if afraid of disturbing the celestial beings.
"I miss you so much……"
Author's Note: Ahhh, I'm so sorry, I wrote a lot today, so the update is late.
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