After the initial doubts faded away, the remaining shyness became obvious.
Yin Ming and Ling Yue looked at each other, unsure of what to say for a long time.
Who is he? Where is he? What are they doing now? What should they do next?
But no matter what he did, as long as he thought that Lingyao had always been by his side, Yin Ming's smile never faded.
Yin Ming didn't even intend to hold Ling Yue accountable for not revealing his identity immediately.
He had already lost Lingyao once, and he didn't want to endure that pain a second time.
As long as I can be with Lingyao again, nothing else matters.
Even if he changed his identity, as long as he is Lingyao, whom Yin Ming has been thinking about day and night, that's enough.
Yin Ming suddenly remembered that when he faked his death and met Ling Yao again on the God Clan Continent, he did not blame him too much.
Yin Ming was still worried and fearful, wondering what kind of retaliation he would suffer.
Looking back now, did Lingyao have the same thoughts as Yin Ming now?
"I remember back in Zhulu City, we often sat quietly like this, enjoying tea. You would always steep the tea four times, saying that this way the tea wouldn't taste bitter..."
"Later, I got used to brewing tea this way."
Ling Yue broke the silence first, a hint of longing appearing on his face, as if he were lost in fond memories.
"And the birthday gift you gave me—of all those gifts, my favorite is still the Kongming lantern you made by hand. Guess what I wished for when I released it?"
Yin Ming honestly shook his head; how could he know what Ling Yao was thinking at that time?
However, since Ling Yue was able to recount these details, Yin Ming became even more convinced that he was Ling Yao.
Actually, if you think about it carefully, what is there for Yin Ming to deceive?
If he didn't truly like Yin Ming, why would Ling Yue be so patient with him?
After all, Ling Yue is so outstanding, he could have found anyone he wanted, so why insist on hanging himself on Yin Ming?
All my wishes are to be with you forever.
Ling Yue cupped Yin Ming's hands in his palms, and Yin Ming could feel the continuous warmth emanating from him.
"AI doesn't have its own thoughts. The person who likes you has always been me."
"From now on, I will always love you."
Hearing Ling Yue's sincere confession, Yin Ming blushed unconsciously again.
“I will always love you, Yao,” he replied.
Ling Yue gently squeezed Yin Ming's hand with dissatisfaction, but there was no anger on his face—how could he bear to really be angry with Yin Ming?
"It's A-Yue."
"It's getting late, shall I take you home?"
Ling Yue stood up and extended his hand to Yin Ming again.
Yin Ming blushed and grasped his hand back. Although they were supposed to go back, the two of them were in no hurry at all. Instead, they strolled leisurely along the ancient costume street.
This feeling was just like when he settled in Zhulu City. Yin Ming hadn't felt such a pleasant evening breeze in a long time.
The wind was just right, and the people were gentle.
I wish time could stand still at this moment.
As they strolled around, Yin Ming spotted some interesting trinkets at a toy stall and was about to pull Ling Yue over to take a look when suddenly someone rushed out and crashed into the gap between him and Ling Yue.
Left with no other choice, Yin Ming had to let go of Ling Yue's hand.
As he brushed past that person, Yin Ming seemed to sense something and subconsciously turned around to look.
The person was moving too fast, and Yin Ming didn't see his face clearly. He only saw him stagger away, seemingly drunk and unable to control his swaying body, which is why he accidentally wandered between him and Ling Yue.
Are you alright?
Ling Yue put his hand on Yin Ming's shoulder and shook him back and forth. He then looked Yin Ming up and down carefully to make sure he hadn't been injured by the other person before he breathed a sigh of relief.
"I'm fine." Yin Ming raised the corner of his mouth to reassure him, and in the instant he turned his head, he suddenly noticed the bookstore next to him.
There was a roll-up banner and a mobile book stall at the entrance of the bookstore. The banner featured the anime-style image of the male protagonist of "Gods and Demons Supreme" and the words "Official copy of 'Gods and Demons Supreme' is selling like hotcakes."
As for the books on the bookstall, without a doubt, they are physical copies of "The Supreme God and Demon".
Yin Ming glanced at Ling Yue beside him and thought to himself, "The real person is much better looking than the two-dimensional one."
Ling Yue noticed his little look, raised her hand to rub his head, and smiled, "What's wrong?"
"Nothing much."
Yin Ming quickly shook his head. How could he possibly say that Ling Yue was the one who fit his image of Ling Yao? That would make him seem like a lovesick fool.
He can just automatically imagine Ling Yue's face when he's reading, hehe. Of course, only Yin Ming can appreciate Ling Yue's face slowly.
Then I'll buy a copy and take a look. After all, physical books have a much better feel than e-novels.
Thinking this, Yin Ming stepped forward and picked up a book from the event booth, casually flipping through it.
You have to inspect the goods first.
However... it was because of this book that he was able to meet Ling Yue.
What a wonderful coincidence!
Ling Yue stood beside Yin Ming, watching him turn the pages with doting eyes.
"You know, ten sets of experiments produced ten different outcomes, but my favorite is still your set, because you are the Yin Ming in my heart."
Upon hearing this, Yin Ming's face flushed even more.
Ling Yue's words seemed to remind him of something, and Yin Ming quickly unfolded the table of contents and searched carefully, turning to a certain page of the physical book.
But for some unknown reason, Yin Ming's face suddenly turned deathly pale.
"What's wrong?" Ling Yue asked with concern when she noticed his expression was off.
Yin Ming forced a smile and shook his head. This gesture helped to improve his complexion somewhat, but it was still unpleasant.
"Could it be that he caught a cold from being in the wind for too long?"
Ling Yue worriedly raised her hand to check his temperature, but when she touched his forehead, she clearly felt his body stiffen.
"So... you know everything?" Ling Yue's tone suddenly turned serious, making it impossible to guess his mood.
"I..." Hearing his nonsensical words, Yin Ming's eyes darted around, as if he didn't know how to answer the question.
"Since you already know, there's no need to keep pretending." Ling Yue's tone suddenly turned cold, and even his expression became extremely indifferent.
It was as if the person who had just said he would be with Yin Ming forever wasn't him.
"You seem conflicted? But if you want to keep pretending, why not try to make it more convincing?"
"Why did you have to let me find out? Now I've lost all interest in continuing the performance."
"You should learn from me—my performances lately have been pretty good, haven't they?"
"At least you actually believed it, didn't you?"
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