He spoke with such conviction, leaving no room for argument, his eyes filled with such deep affection that they were heart-wrenching.
"So many dimensions have passed," Si Jin thought. "It seems that A Yuan has taught me a lesson."
It only has meaning when love and being loved happen simultaneously.
The wedding was a grand affair, and peace and harmony prevailed between the human and demon realms. Even the seven old men were happy to visit the imperial palace and the demon king's palace.
Oh, that simple-minded boy they took in back then has really made something of himself.
Otherwise, how could they freely enter and leave the Demon King's Palace given their rank? Even the Golden Feather Guards have to bow and pay their respects!
That's incredibly impressive!
But I'd rather not have the demon king call me father-in-law; I'm afraid it'll shorten my lifespan QAQ
A few years later, Shao Linyuan adopted a child from a collateral branch of the clan, named him Shao Cheng, and raised him by his side from a young age to train him to become the next emperor.
… …
Time flies, but our feelings for each other grow stronger.
Si Jin thought it would be another peaceful life. After a hundred years, he would see A Yuan off in his final moments, and then continue to meet the next fragment.
Embrace new sorrows, and cherish new hopes.
Unexpectedly, it was he who left first this time.
The original owner had withstood a tribulation of lightning to protect the Ten Thousand Demon Mountain, which damaged his demon core. Living to eight hundred years old was already the limit of his lifespan.
He had been with Shao Linyuan for twelve years, only twelve years, less than a quarter of the time that other young A Yuan had spent, and he felt very sorry for him.
Si Jin thought: If it were like Qi Linyuan, burning together with the world, living and dying together, that would be a kind of romance.
But nothing in this world is more agonizing than the pain of death.
Si Jin asked Yu Yan: Can the plot be rewritten?
Yu Yan said: These are all the planes where the original gods reside. Everything about the original owner's experiences before you came here was automatically generated and is not controlled by the God Police Department, nor can it be rewritten.
Yu Yan said: "Brother, if you forcefully circulate your divine power to prolong your life, you can do so for another three years. However, after three years, the original owner's body will completely decompose. Without a complete body, the soul cannot enter reincarnation."
Isn't that just hurting the original owner again for your own sake?
Moreover, what difference is there between dying three years later and dying now?
Si Jin gave up. His body grew thinner and thinner until he could barely get out of bed.
Shao Linyuan stayed by his bedside every day, feeding him and telling him stories.
When he was lucid, Shao Linyuan was in good spirits and had a very positive attitude. He would tell him every day, "I heard that the peach blossoms on the mountain are in bloom and they are very beautiful. When you get better, I will take you to see them."
"I've heard that the perch in Jiangnan are plump and delicious. Once you're better, I'll take you to catch some."
"I heard that Huguo Temple enshrines the relics of a high monk. Seeing them is a blessing. I'll take you to see them when you're better."
"I heard..."
"I heard..."
Until one day, Si Jin felt that his body was about to give out completely. On his deathbed, he heard the usually positive and cheerful Shao Linyuan crying beside him.
He was thirty-nine years old and still an emperor.
But she cried like an unwanted child: "I heard that Jinjin loves me very much. Can you... not leave me?"
"I won't leave." Si Jin secretly used a tiny bit of his divine power to lift his weak hand and wipe away the tears of his little A Yuan.
He said, "I will wait for you in the next life."
Is there really an afterlife?
"Yes," Si Jin told him, "The slowest reincarnation is only a mere...thousand years. I will wait for you in the next life..."
"I don't want anyone else, I only... I want you..."
Si Jin dared not use too much divine power, and that hand quickly slid down weakly.
Shao Linyuan's eyes reddened, and he immediately grabbed him, holding him tightly as if he would disappear if he let go.
His little fox never grew old, lying on the couch as before, just as if it were asleep.
But Shao Linyuan was afraid he would fall asleep, so afraid that he didn't know what to do. His heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys seemed to be melting together, twisting and aching, so painful that he couldn't breathe.
"Jinjin, don't sleep."
"I...I..."
He saw Si Jin's lips moving, so he quickly leaned in to listen as he used his last bit of strength to speak with difficulty.
"I love you……"
They had been together for twelve years, but Jinjin found it too cloying and rarely said those three words to him, not even when they got married.
At this point, however, he overheard it by some strange twist of fate.
Shao Linyuan felt a mix of emotions, and seemed to be stunned for a moment.
He stayed by Si Jin's side the whole time. He knew exactly when his little fox had left him, yet he remained sitting motionless, holding the little fox's hand tightly.
Seven little old men came to see it and cried.
When the Empress's twins came to visit, they cried.
When the civil and military officials came to see it, they wept.
But Shao Linyuan didn't cry. He seemed not to believe it, and just like usual, he guarded his composure, showing no sign of anything amiss.
Then, the next day, the eunuch who went to serve him saw that his hair had turned completely white.
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