"Hey, did you hear? It rained in the demon realm today, a torrential downpour!"
The guardian celestial soldier was a gossip, and he spoke with great interest.
It's no wonder he did that; after all, guarding the Locking Immortal Platform all day long must have been incredibly boring, so chatting was the only way to relieve his boredom.
Another celestial soldier chimed in with interest, "I've heard about it, I've heard about it. A torrential downpour! That's quite something."
As everyone knows, rain is rare in the demon realm, and the demon realm's water source comes from Longquan, which is inexhaustible.
There is only one way to make it rain in the demon realm: for the dragons to shed tears.
Unfortunately, dragons are cold-hearted by nature and never shed tears easily.
"Tsk tsk tsk, I wonder who in this dragon clan is shedding tears."
"Yes, not to mention us, even the celestial envoys are very curious."
The two were chatting enthusiastically, but they didn't notice that Jun Lin on the Locking Immortal Platform had opened his eyes the moment they spoke the first sentence.
His fair, well-defined fingers clenched tightly, the knuckles turning white, and the pain in his silver eyes spread to his heart.
A mouthful of metallic sweetness welled up in his throat: "Little guy."
Hearing the commotion on the Immortal Locking Platform, the two celestial guards turned around hastily, and what they saw filled them with utter astonishment:
"Someone come here! Quickly report to the Immortal Lord, Lord Phoenix has vomited blood!"
The Demon Realm, the Dragon Palace.
Bei Yan wiped away her tears and lowered her head in embarrassment: "Um... Big brother, I'm sorry, I got your clothes all dirty."
Bei Feng glanced at his clothes, which were stained with tears and snot, and then at Bei Yan, who was hanging his head like a child who had done something wrong.
She said, both amused and exasperated, "Have you cried enough? Stop crying? Okay, if you've cried enough, I'm going to change my clothes."
Bei Yan lowered his head even further, wishing he could disappear into a crack in the ground: "Big brother, stop teasing me, really, I'm already so pitiful."
Bei Feng stopped joking, straightened his expression, and said earnestly, "Little sister, forget about it, don't wait anymore."
Bei Yan's body stiffened, his heart felt like it was being squeezed, and he couldn't breathe. After a long while, he finally moved his fingertips.
Her lips trembled a few times before she forced a smile that looked more like a grimace: "Big brother, I... I want to wait a little longer."
Bei Feng's face darkened for a moment, and for the first time in his life, he said to Bei Yan in a deep voice, "Wait a little longer? It's been more than a month, that's long enough!"
He paused, then, feeling a pang of pity, softened his tone: "Little sister, it's time to wake up."
Bei Yanxin trembled as she stroked the purse containing crabapple seeds hidden in her sleeve.
She opened it, counted them, and looked up at him with pleading eyes: "Big brother, look, there are still seven left. Please, let me wait another seven days, okay?"
Let me finish planting it. If Junlin hasn't returned by seven days...
Having said this, Bei Yan's heart ached several times. He took a deep breath and smiled, saying:
"If he hasn't returned in seven days, I'll listen to you and Father and... forget about him."
The last two words were almost uttered with a trembling voice, his heart aching as if he were suffocating and unable to breathe.
Bei Feng clenched his fist, then loosened it as if in resignation: "Okay, I promise you, big brother."
Bei Yan breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at Bei Feng, "Thank you, big brother."
Bei Feng turned his face away from Bei Yan: "If you don't want to laugh, then don't laugh. You look awful."
After saying that, he turned and left.
Bei Yan lowered his eyes, touched his face, and smiled bitterly: No matter what he looks like, he can't hide it from his older brother.
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