Chapter 2116 Taking Him Home
As if some little secret had been discovered, Si Jin lowered her eyes, her long, well-proportioned eyebrows furrowing even deeper.
Her fingers, gripping Lin Yuan's suit collar, tightened unconsciously. She tugged at his collar, trying to cover her face, and muttered softly, "No."
"Oh? No?" Lin Yuan's voice was soft and gentle, with a touch of maturity that came with the years. It was alluring, yet it made people feel inexplicably at ease.
He said, "Then explain the meaning of 'The shackles of the world are but a dream, formless, without appearance, and without self.'"
Si Jin said defiantly, "I won't explain."
But Lin Yuan wouldn't let him off the hook. Using Uncle Luo's mannerisms and personality, he lowered his head and teased the child: "Let me guess, and I'll explain it to you."
"The meaning of 'the shackles of the world are but a dream' is that you have already broken free, you believe you don't need to be bound by shackles here, and you are mocking this so-called heavenly prison, mocking it as a clumsy illusion."
Si Jin remained silent, lowering her head even further.
Lin Yuan hugged him tighter and continued walking forward, speaking as they went: "You are a nature god, born from all things in nature. And all things are interconnected, without form or shape. Therefore, you are born without the need for cultivation to live forever."
"Thinking about it this way, 'formless, without appearance, and without self' means that you are telling the person who trapped you here that you will live longer than him, and he will not outlive you, so give up."
"In conclusion, what this means is: You think you can trap me by creating an illusion? You idiot! I am formless and invisible, transcending the world. Even if I can't escape now, you'll never outlive me, right?"
Si Jin's ears were already red. He didn't answer Lin Yuan's question, but instead buried his face in the other's neat suit.
He was a little... embarrassed.
No matter what, he was a deity, a god of nature who created all things. It was bad enough that he was trapped in an illusion and couldn't get out, but all he could do was write poems to mock others.
That's so incompetent, so embarrassing! (_)
However, my uncle smelled very nice, like he was wearing cedar.
Si Jin unconsciously leaned forward and rubbed against his suit.
Only after creating a slight distance did I notice that there were drops of mud on Lin Yuan's snow-white suit.
It was pitch black, as if it had stained him.
Si Jin felt a pang of sadness, so she raised her hand and gently wiped his suit, trying to clean it.
But he seemed to have forgotten that his hands were also covered in blood, and now his suit was completely unrecognizable.
Si Jin's eyes reddened, and she suddenly felt guilty. He was dirty. A Yuan shouldn't have hugged him at this time...
No, that's not right!
Soon, Si Jin realized an even more serious problem: his hands were dirty, and his sleeves weren't much better. So, all that frantic wiping of his face just now seemed to have been a waste of time.
He still failed to make a good impression on his uncle, and even... soiled his suit.
Seemingly sensing his thoughts, a gentle kiss landed again, and Si Jin's pupils widened slightly, caught off guard by the kiss.
My fingertips trembled uncontrollably.
He really wanted to remind her, "Don't kiss me, it won't look good, it's not as pretty as it used to be."
Perhaps when he spoke, his prison uniform had already been replaced by a neat black suit.
The ironing was perfect, not a single wrinkle could be found, and even the small design on the cuffs was his favorite style.
This caught him off guard for a moment.
Si Jin couldn't remember how long she had endured in that dark prison. When she was finally lifted up, her mind was still reeling.
He never imagined that Lin Yuan had used magic to change his dirty clothes and clean the bloodstains off his body; he was simply fooled by Lin Yuan.
He said, "This dress is really nice, but it's not as nice as you."
Si Jin's knuckles twitched, and those discouraging words stuck in her throat, unable to be uttered.
Never mind, being fine now is better than anything else.
Si Jin felt that Lin Yuan had been carrying him for a long time, so long that all the bad things had been left behind, and he was starting to feel sleepy.
Only then did he cautiously call out, "Uncle?"
"Yes, I'm here."
"I……"
"You speak, and I'm listening."
Si Jin's Adam's apple bobbed as she asked, "How much longer do we have to walk?"
"Soon."
Where are we going?
"go home."
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