Vino never expected that after some time, when they met again, the cub would have grown into an adult succubus, and one that was so fragile, sick, and on the verge of death.
At first glance, he thought his previous idea had come true, and his first reaction was to slap himself for being so cynical.
But with Nosius around, no one dared to ask any other questions.
Everyone could tell that Nosius was on the verge of falling into demonic possession.
He looked at Qianyuan's pitiful state, and it was unclear what he was thinking.
Perhaps he was hating himself for not being able to protect Qianyuan from the clutches of fate.
No matter how hard he tries, how much he sacrifices, even if he has to protect Qianyuan at all times... he is not a god.
He could only watch as Qianyuan repeatedly endured the pain.
Death was mocking his incompetence.
"Haven't they grown up already? Haven't they differentiated themselves?"
Victor kept asking the question, as if he were questioning this unfair world on Qianyuan's behalf.
Nosius, holding Chien, had no mind to answer.
He saw that Qianyuan's eyes were glistening with tears again, so he reached out to wipe them away.
When the tears fell onto his wrist, he realized that Qianyuan had stopped crying.
These are his tears.
The tears of a cold, abstinent, self-disciplined angel.
Although Nosius felt no emotion, his eyes, those unusual silver eyes, were constantly brimming with tears.
It's like feeling sad for Qianyuan.
It's as if I'm grieving for my past self... for my own wandering, aimless soul...
Before anyone knew it, Qianyuan opened her eyes.
He said, "It's raining."
The little guy opened his eyes groggily for a while before realizing where he was and who the group of people in front of him were.
His eyes widened, like a kitten that had just seen the freshest and most delicious dried fish in the world, staring intently at the blurry outline of Nosius in front of him.
It doesn't matter if you can't see it clearly.
As long as it's him...
Qianyuan said, "You've come to find me, Zhou Jinze."
Nosius silently lowered his hand and touched Qianyuan's forehead again.
Then he turned to the demon priest and asked, "Why are you talking nonsense? You clearly don't have a fever."
The priest examined him carefully again and replied, "His condition has stabilized now. Logically speaking, he shouldn't be like this. It's probably not delirium, but rather a case of him dreaming about something he's been thinking about all day."
Nosius's face darkened further.
He didn't know where this guy named Zhou Jinze was. Judging from how much Qian Yuan cared about him, and how she immediately looked expectant when she thought she had seen him, it was clear that Qian Yuan had invested unparalleled feelings in that guy.
It was a feeling that far surpassed his, bordering on obsession.
Nosius, it seems he has already lost before even comparing himself to others.
"Zhou Jinze..." Qian Yuan was still calling out, her tone familiar yet aggrieved, like a kitten that couldn't help but want to come over and act cute when it saw its owner.
"Where is that person?" Nosius struggled internally for a long time, not daring to touch Qianyuan, whom he had raised, and had to endure humiliation. "Is he human? I'll go find him for you."
After saying that, he had to continue with difficulty: "Humans are very casual about love. Even with the so-called constraints of marriage, they are still fickle. No matter what he says to you, he is not good enough for you."
"Besides, human life is so short, you are different from him..."
Nosius's tone was completely different from Zhou Jinze's, but seeing this scene, Qian Yuan was still in a daze for a moment.
It was only then that he realized that Zhou Jinze, oh no, he should be called Nosius now. Nosius had no memories of his previous life.
He truly transcended time and space, crossed dimensions, and endured countless hardships to find Qianyuan. That is enough.
Whether Zhou Jinze remembers or not, that's enough.
The little guy reached out and hugged Nosius tightly.
It was tightly packed, leaving not a single gap, as if afraid that this was just a dream, afraid that when I woke up I would find myself all alone.
Qianyuan wanted to tell everyone that he was no longer an unwanted little monster. He had found someone who would come to him and stay with him no matter how far he had to go or how lonely or difficult things might be.
He actually... he actually...
Qianyuan cried again, and she couldn't stop crying no matter what she did.
But this time, they were tears of happiness.
And tears of heartache.
Qian Yuan's underlying nature is always gentle, so he also feels sorry for Zhou Jinze's bloody journey in search of him.
He still failed to protect Zhou Jinze.
Nosius and the others looked at the little guy and didn't know how to comfort him.
Why do they cry even more now that they're adults than when they were cubs?
Moreover, the allure of an adult succubus is not just a little bit; the vulnerable and defenseless Qianyuan stirs the heartstrings of everyone.
At this point, they would grant Qianyuan whatever she wanted.
Fortunately, Qianyuan was clear-headed and free of distractions.
He held Nosius tightly, as if he were holding a lost treasure that had been found again, tears streaming down his face, making Nosius's wings, which were always kept dry and clean, a complete mess.
Nosius suppressed the urge to flap his wings. At that moment, he couldn't care about anything else, because he could feel it—he could feel the extreme joy, surprise, and sorrow of the thousand-year bond.
Nosius couldn't help but feel a little shaken.
Qianyuan cared so much about that human, and undeniably, he also loved Qianyuan and wanted her to find true happiness.
Despite the malice, resentment, irritability, arrogance, and all sorts of emotions roaring and raging within him, his ears quieted down when he looked at Qian Yuan.
"Fine, if you really want that human, I'll help you train him, extract all his evil thoughts, and make him love you wholeheartedly..."
Before Nosius could finish speaking, Qianyuan finally stopped crying, buried her head in Nosius's arms, and shook her head.
"No."
"Not looking anymore?" Nosius's calm tone clearly showed a hint of relief, but also carried an even more obvious sarcasm. "Humans are neither intelligent nor long-lived, a race with no advantages whatsoever. They shouldn't be your first choice."
You deserve the best.
Qianyuan burst into laughter through her tears, her voice rising with a sob: "I've found it."
Nosius and the others nearly choked.
But no matter how others asked, Qianyuan wouldn't say anything. He just looked at Nosius with a look of cherishing in his eyes.
That look was exactly the same as the way Nosius looked at Qianyuan when she was still a cub.
They transcended time, met by fate, and both felt as if they had found a treasure.
It's just a pity...
It's just a pity...
Qianyuan looked at the emotion value above her head, afraid that she would have to part ways with Nosius again.
Qianyuan's beautiful dream, which he had just realized, seemed to be shattering again. He tentatively asked Nosius, "Nosius, what if one day I disappear..."
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