Chapter 687 The Past

Luka’s soul was now standing in the fishing village outside the city of Nar. The people around him had dispersed, and even the crying old Bella left with the help of Tenaia and Prasviya. He was the only one standing at the empty crossroads.

"So this is your past." Luka lowered his head and murmured, "Didn't the ordinary life and carefree days that we promised slip through your fingers just like this?"

Luca swore that this was not what he wanted to say, but he said it so sincerely.

"But she didn't love you at that time." Lu Jia refuted the ambiguous guy, "Even if she liked you, it was because of your excellence."

The man remained silent, as if he could bring Luca to this place. Luca did not ask who the man was because he already knew.

"Aren't you afraid of angering me?" The voice was faint, as if it was spoken through gritted teeth. "I will take this body back. Now that I am gradually waking up, you will become weaker and I will become stronger."

"I'm not afraid, I'm even looking forward to it." Luca smiled, "You can't control the current situation at all. Even if it's Tenaia, you don't know how to love her. You have never experienced love since you were a child. If you are not loved, how can you love others?"

The man was silent. Obviously, he was not prepared to face what was happening before him.

"I had a premonition of you since I started to feel depressed." Lu Jia said slowly, "I didn't know when you would show up, so I lived very cautiously every day. But now you've woken up, that's good, it means I'm leaving soon."

"Are you unwilling?" The voice sounded curious.

"If you have worked hard for more than ten years and in the end you will lose it, I believe no one will treat it correctly, at least you will not feel good about it." Luga sat down on the spot and looked up at the sky above his head. The blue sky was flawless like a background, and the birds above it were frozen in place as if they were painted.

Looking at the sky, Luga was silent for a moment. Suddenly, as if he thought of something, his face slightly raised. Then he stood up and jumped up suddenly.

“Crack!”

The sky was like a piece of paper, which was broken by Luca's raised fist. The whole person was instantly lifted into the air. Soon he arrived at another bright place, which seemed to be a passage.

It was just a blur. Luga slowly opened his eyes and the first person he saw was Tenaia. Tenaia's eyes were red, and it seemed that she had been with Luga for a long time.

She held Luga's hand tightly, and when she saw Luga waking up, she finally smiled, and that smile was so cute.

"It turned out to be a dream!" Luga sighed, looking at Tenaia in front of him. He still didn't believe that all this was true, and he tentatively stretched out his hand.

When Tenaia saw Luga move, she was a little surprised at first, and then she watched Luga's hand reach towards her face.

Tenaia let down her guard and enjoyed the touch of Luga's palm.

At this moment, Luga suddenly and inadvertently exerted force with his index finger and thumb at the same time, pinching Tenaia's face hard.

"Ah! Luga, you hurt me!" Tenaia screamed and complained loudly about Luga's unfriendliness.

"It turns out this isn't a dream!"

Luca then lay down and looked at the gauze above his head. He looked much better, not as depressed as before.

"How long have I slept?"

"It's been a whole day."

"Thank God, this feeling lasted so long." Luka couldn't help but laugh, causing Tenaia to frown and look at him with confusion in her eyes. "Oh my God, Luka, you're not well yet, take a rest!"

"No, I'm fine, so I thank God!"

Luga smiled, grabbed Tenaia's arm, and dragged her onto the bed.

"Oh my God, Luga, what are you doing?" Tenaia was obviously frightened, but what she got in return was a sly laugh from Luga.

The maids behind them retreated tactfully, and now only Tenaia and Luca were left in the house.

"You should also take a good rest."

Luga lay on the bed, hugging Tenaia, holding her tightly, as if afraid that she would fly away.

"You scared me, Luka." Tenaia looked at Luka angrily, "You are really not normal, my God, it's like this."

"No, no, no, that's not it!" Luga said, and buried his head deeply in Tenaia's chest. In that soft spot, he said with a look of enjoyment, "I don't know how long it has been, this feeling of being able to calm people down is really great."

"What kind of perverse logic is this?"

"No, Tenaia, this is the truth!"

Luca still rested his head on Tenaia's chest, doing something that looked very rogue.

"After calming down, I actually have a question for you, Tenaia, my wife."

Luca's words were surprisingly calm, and Tenaia restrained the smile on her face. She couldn't help but ask, "Tell me, what's the matter?"

"You, what do you think of me?"

"Why do you ask this?" Tenaia said, trying to push Luga's eyes away and look at him, but Luga held Tenaia tightly and would not let go for a moment. After struggling twice, she gave up.

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"No, I just want to confirm it." Luca continued: "I had a dream. This dream reminded me of many details in my life, including the first time we met."

"You mean the time when I teased you and Andrew?" Tenaia smiled apologetically and stroked the back of Luka's head. "I'm sorry, Luka, I really didn't mean it. I just didn't know you would be so clumsy at that time."

"No, Tenaia, it was earlier." Luga changed the subject, "When your father first decided to let us get married, I want to ask you what you thought of me at that time!"

These words made Tenaia silent instantly. Not only was she silent, but her hands also stopped.

"You have known me for a long time. We are familiar with each other, but you deliberately didn't recognize me."

"But you don't seem to recognize me either!" Tenaia complained, "I once saw the burning flame in your eyes, but when I saw you again, the burning flame in your eyes was gone, replaced by indifference, as cold as the river outside the village."

"That's because the original owner of those eyes is dead."

"You are joking again, Luka." Tenaia sighed.

"Do you know when he died?" Luga did not stop.

Tenaia was silent, as if she was waiting for Luca.

"From the moment he was harshly rejected by you and saw the conscription order, he walked up like a zombie. He didn't know that the guy in front of him was the god of death. He was just Harris hiding under human clothes, specializing in taking away the souls of desperate people."

"Luga, don't say anymore." Tenaia's voice was filled with pleading.

"I have to be honest with you, Tenaia."

"He left behind a soulless body and gave it to me. He told me in his dream that his heart was bleeding and he was in agony, which was more painful than Prometheus's."

Luga could clearly feel Tenaia sobbing slightly, but he did not soften his heart because he did not allow himself to.

"He is still alive, just like he is dead. I am dead, but I look like a living person." Luga raised his head and looked at Tenaia's tearful eyes.

"Forgive me, Luga, forgive me!" Tears flowed down Tenaia's eyes. She kept begging, wanting to repent for her reckless behavior.

"You should understand why I was cursed and don't remember anything." Luga sighed and kissed Tenaia's forehead. "Promise me that you won't make me sad again!"

Tenaia nodded heavily, and Luga held her in his arms. She sobbed in his arms like a kitten.

(End of this chapter)