I will repay your words for thousands of years, my love for you is as unshakable as a mountain.

…

Looking back at the past, I can’t forget it, but I can’t see you.

In his last moments, Lu Sanlang leaned against a huge rock in the mountains and wrote these words alone. He thought Luo Lingyu would not show up, but he also suspected that he really heard her cry... He just wanted to give himself some comfort.

He is too cold.

Snow covered his eyelashes and Lu Yun closed his eyes.

He heard the distant female voice again: "Lu Yun, where are you——"

Lu Yun whispered softly. There was a long distance between them, and he knew that she might not be there, and that she might not be able to hear him. He just said to himself: "Lingyu..."

He was speechless.

Disappointment, expectation, pleading, rejection.

He was unwilling to die like this. But he had no other choice. Even if she showed up, he couldn't survive in his current condition.

Therefore, even though her calls were getting closer, he remained silent and did not respond.

Because he was going to die. Because he didn't want her to see how he died. He felt sorry for her, for letting her love him for nothing... In the end, her dream of wealth and glory was almost destroyed by him.

He was the one who harmed her.

…

The girl finally found him dead. She hugged him and cried, with her tears buried in his neck.

Lu Yun watched quietly, watching Luo Lingyu cry and suffer, and finally return to Jianye. She was very sad and didn't want to marry again.

The night was long and colorful. He watched all this quietly, as if it was really happening before his eyes. Lu Yun lowered his eyes and thought: No matter whose dream it was, it didn't matter whose dream it was, he hoped that in a world without him, Luo Lingyu could forget about him and be happier.

…

"Lu Yun, Lu Yun——" The girl's voice filled the sky and the earth again.

In the dream, there were ups and downs, wandering for several years, and a long time had passed, and there was no her and him anymore. In reality, Lu Yun was in a daze, with snow blocking his mouth and nose. He trembled and opened his eyes, and vaguely thought he heard Luo Lingyu's voice.

The brief moment of dream and reality confused his brain, making him unable to distinguish which was real and which was fake. But he heard her voice and he remained silent.

Thinking of her tears and sorrow in the dream.

He clenched the purse around his waist again, thinking that he could not die.

Everyone’s dream is good, but he cannot die and let Luo Lingyu lose hope.

Unable to move, Lu Saburo was buried under the snow. With his last bit of strength, he shouted, "Lingyu... help... help——"

…

It took a total of half an hour, from the avalanche to the rescue of the people.

Luo Lingyu seemed to have heard her husband's faint voice, so she grabbed the people around her and asked them to save her. But the people around her didn't believe her because they didn't hear anything. They looked at Luo Lingyu with sympathy, suspecting that the girl was overthinking and thus hallucinating.

The incident with Lu Sanlang was a huge blow to her. The girl was really pitiful.

Luo Lingyu didn't think so. She thought it must be Lu Yun asking for help. Even if it wasn't him, she would not miss any opportunity.

The girl dragged the man and forced him to follow her: "It's Lu Yun...it's my third cousin. I won't hear him wrong. I will recognize his voice..."

At Luo Lingyu's insistence, several soldiers were seduced by her beauty and followed her in a direction to rescue people. To their surprise, the girl knelt on the ground and dug the snow with them. They didn't touch anything, but the girl's body shook slightly and she shouted, "It's him, it's him - hurry!"

Her voice suddenly became urgent and her calm expression suddenly changed.

Luo Lingyu and a few others worked together to drag Lu Yun out from under the snow. There was a small hole where they dug, and blood was dripping from the snow hole, which must have been left by Lu Yun to save himself. Others went to see the hole that Lu Yun dug, and the blood on Lu Yun's fingernails. They praised him one after another: "Lieutenant Lu found the direction to go upstream? He actually thought of using blood to determine the direction? He is worthy of being a lieutenant."

Luo Lingyu remained silent and did not listen.

She stared at Lu Yun, who was sleeping with his eyes closed and covered in frost, and blinked away the water on her eyelashes. She raised her lips as if she wanted to smile. However, the girl knelt on the ground, dirty, with an expression that seemed to be both crying and laughing. Luo Lingyu seemed to collapse, and rushed over to hug his stiff body tightly.

She buried her face in the crook of his neck and sobbed, "I knew it was you, I knew it was you... They said I heard it wrong, but I know it wasn't... Brother Xuechen, wuwuwu..."

…

"I hate you so much, oooooo!"

"What did you promise me? You clearly promised me—"

The man was crying while being held in her arms. Her burning tears fell into the hollow of his neck, and his cold muscles were frozen, but at this moment they trembled slightly. The fingers she held moved slightly. The girl froze for a moment, and found that the man's wrist she was holding moved. He turned his hand, put his cold fingertips on her wrist, and rubbed it gently.

Luo Lingyu leaned down, watched his eyelashes fluttering, and slowly raised her eyes.

He was held in her arms, his face still covered with frost. His eyes were dark and cold, weak, and he smiled at her——

"...I'm sorry...and long time no see."

…

Whether it is a dream or not, true or false.

Really, long time no see.

Chapter 122

In the first month of the fifteenth year of Yuanshuo, the war between the North and the South ended.

Southland narrowly won.

After that, they talked about peace and negotiated.

After the New Year, the southern capital Jianye had already seen signs of spring, but the northern counties of Nanyang still had several snowfalls. When the snow melted, it dripped all night long, and the snow water gathered into small streams in the corners under the eaves outside the house, which continued uninterruptedly.

For a month, Lu Sanlang and Lu Yun lay on their sickbeds recuperating, and all they could hear was the sound of water, intermittently day and night.

The sounds of people walking and talking also come and go in my ears.

Lu Yun had been ill for more than half a month. Luo Lingyu cried and wanted to take Lu Yun back to Luo's house to recuperate. However, because Lu Yun had too many duties, he was the governor of a state and a military officer. Many people came to him every day to ask about politics and military affairs. It was not convenient for Lu Yun to live in Luo's house. Luo Lingyu had to reluctantly give up and spent all her savings to buy a house for Lu Yun in Nanyang City. She comforted herself that as long as she married Lu Yun, she would earn back the money she lost. So every day, the girl went out at dawn to visit and take care of her fiancé, and then drove back to Luo's house to rest at night.