Linghu Lan's breath hitched, and she felt a sudden warmth on her icy face. Her heart trembled for no reason, and she reached out and pinched her face hard.
"Hiss!" Linghu Lan gasped. It hurt!
"What are you doing?" Mo Tang frowned.
"Let me try to see if it's real. I feel like I'm still floating in another dimension, like you're still an NPC."
Mo Tang: "..."
He stared at Linghu Lan for a while, then calmly said, "I'm sorry, I was too impatient."
In fact, he wanted to pack up Linghu Lan and take her home as soon as possible.
Similarly, the aftereffects of wandering in the outside world for a long time is that he also has a sense of unreality about this world. Only when familiar people are around him does he feel alive.
Zhuangzi dreamt he was a butterfly, and the butterfly dreamt he was Zhuangzi.
When you dream about something, you can't distinguish between reality and illusion.
He and Linghu Lan had marked each other's souls; there was no room for anyone else between them.
Linghu Lan smoothed her hair and touched the yellow winter plum blossom. Her fingertips seemed to be tinged with the fragrance of the winter plum. Such flowers seemed even more fragrant on snowy days. The fragrance of plum blossoms comes from bitter cold, and it is indeed true.
"It's nothing. Actually, I was very anxious while waiting for you to wake up. At that time, I thought that if you woke up immediately, I would be willing to shorten my lifespan. So, you should understand my thoughts."
Linghu Lan reached out and caught a snowflake. The snowflake was quickly warmed by her fingers, turning into a pool of cool, clean water. Linghu Lan continued, "I want to see the outside world. It's a bit unfamiliar to me."
In six years, everything has changed dramatically. The internet seems to be more advanced, with new things constantly emerging. Society is being silently propelled forward by various forces. If all of this were in another dimension, she would adapt quickly, but now that she has returned to reality, she feels a sense of trepidation, like being close to home.
She needs a gradual process to perfect herself and then be perfected by herself.
The same applies to Mo Tang.
Over those many years, he also had many unfinished business.
Mo Tang felt a pang in his heart. He had always known that she was a woman of deep affection, and he vaguely understood her thoughts. Having seen all the splendor of the world, she now only wanted to leisurely enjoy the flowers and watch the sunset.
After countless journeys, all that remains is the riverbank and the head of the river, watching the mighty river flow eastward.
Just like him, he also has his own things to do. His ability to come back alive is a valuable experience for many people who are still "lost" in time travel. His data is very meaningful.
After he recovers, he will devote himself to improving and updating the system. Over the years, he has made many attempts to improve the system, and those attempts will bring about earth-shattering changes to the entire "Pigeon Project".
His family is also waiting for him to take care of them; his parents and relatives are an inseparable bond.
He sighed silently, "I'll wait for you!"
"Mmm! Good girl!" Linghu Lan smiled.
After the two had a deep conversation, Linghu Lan began to take care of Mo Tang's daily needs.
This matter is not complicated. Apart from being a bit clingy, Mo Tang has no other 'problems'.
Linghu Lan felt that the current Mo Tang was much better than the Mo Tang in a certain dimension who had to be by her side at all times.
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