After hearing his account of the past, Feng Guang's feelings were suddenly complicated. She had thought that she and he were from two different worlds and had prepared herself for never to see each other again, but she never expected that he would be from three hundred years ago.
Moreover, he will be her target, the master of Shengxue Manor.
She raised her hand and gently placed it on his chest. There was no heartbeat. Her nose stung, and her voice trembled with tears. "How did you get yourself into this state? You were perfectly fine when I left... You know how hard it was for me to raise you?"
"Don't cry." He couldn't help but laugh again. "Did you raise me?"
"I've taken care of you for three years, after all..." The thought of that once vibrant and lively young man turning into this...
Well, he wasn't exactly lively back then, and he seems to be even more handsome now.
She suddenly didn't understand what she was arguing about, and now she realized a very important question: "You turned yourself into a living dead for me, does that mean... you like me?"
He was silent for a moment, then said, “I thought I had made it obvious enough three hundred years ago.”
"But...you never told me that." She blinked innocently. Three hundred years ago, she and he were together day and night. No matter how much he seemed to value her, she would only think it was childish infatuation. Even if she had a vague feeling, she didn't dare to think in that direction, because that would...it would feel narcissistic.
Liu Nianfeng held her hand and lifted her chin with his other hand. Just as he was about to kiss her, Feng Guang raised his hand to cover his mouth, so his kiss landed on the back of her hand instead.
Feng Guang's eyes widened, and he asked in a muffled voice, "What do you want to do?"
"Let me tell you, I like you."
She glared at him. "I'm only thirteen! I'm still a child!"
"Is this... the situation when I was young and Fengguang was older than me?" he laughed. "Only now the situation is reversed. I can see Fengguang and touch Fengguang, but Fengguang is still young... What can I do? No matter what I want to do, Fengguang can't resist."
"You, you... don't do anything rash..." she said tremblingly, "You have to wait until I come of age. If you make a move on me now, people will call you a beast."
"Haven't I already been called a beast by my glorious father?" He smiled gently. "What does it matter if others say a few more things?"
She never expected that he was not only older, but also more shameless. But then, she thought of a plan. Her body went limp, and she collapsed into his arms, weakly saying, "My illness isn't cured... I'm very weak. If you do anything rash, I might..."
"You'll be fine." He interrupted her, gently patting her back. He lowered his gaze to the top of her head and whispered, "I won't let anything happen to you."
Feng Guang paused, "Ah Mo, my illness is really serious..."
She thought that perhaps he should be prepared that she might suddenly fall ill and die at any time.
“My blood can slow down your illness.” He held her hand tightly. “Fengguang, once the Longevity Willow has grown, you will be cured. I will never let you have another chance to leave me.”
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