what happens……
It felt like she had just had a very complicated dream. At this moment, Shirin's consciousness was still stuck in the last second before she lost consciousness, and there was still a hazy part of her consciousness.
All I remember is that at the end, I seemed to see a legendary figure named Stargazer...
Staring blankly at Ning Feng, Xilin looked like she hadn't woken up yet.
"Hmm? Could it be that you're still not fully awake?"
Ning Feng liked the adorable, innocent look the elf sister was showing, but he couldn't let it continue like this forever.
"You're such a sleepyhead, wake up!"
With a touch of affection, Ning Feng tapped Xilin's nose with his fingertip, then smiled and flicked it gently.
clatter.
Without using any force, Xilin's fair and delicate nose did not turn red under Ning Feng's flirtatious movements; it only trembled slightly.
After being flicked, Xilin didn't react much. She just slowly opened her eyes and stared blankly at Ning Feng.
As if coming to her senses, she slowly raised her hand towards Ning Feng's cheek.
!
!
Suddenly, she paused in her raised arm, then anxiously reached for Ning Feng's chest!
Her body was depleted of magic and she couldn't muster any strength, but Shirin didn't care about that and pressed on Ning Feng's chest haphazardly.
The next moment, Shirin felt relieved.
Even through the thin clothing, she could feel the warm and firm muscle lines of his chest, and the strong, powerful heartbeat below.
Dong dong! Dong dong!
Each heartbeat was full of vitality, infusing energy into every part of the body, and this clear beating was clearly transmitted from the palm of her hand to Shirin's heart.
ha……
As her tension eased, Xilin relaxed completely, collapsing limply into Ning Feng's arms.
You're alright.
You're not dead...
"Very good."
Sobbing.
Looking at his smiling face, Xilin's initially dazed mood gradually changed.
Her nose felt slightly sore, and after confirming that Ning Feng was safe and sound, the emotions she had been suppressing erupted once again.
Sniffing, Shirin murmured softly in a hoarse voice, sounding somewhat aggrieved:
"You're alright, that's really..."
Very good!
Xilin wrapped her arms tightly around Ning Feng's body, burying her face in his chest and muffled her voice:
"Waaaaah... Waaaah!"
She tried to restrain herself, but her emotions eventually overwhelmed her, and Shirin shed tears.
Compared to the tears shed in despair before, the tears now were filled with joy and excitement.
Moreover, compared to the despair she felt then, Shirin now feels a sense of grievance and bitterness, as well as the emotion of regaining what she had lost.
Thankfully you're alright.
Thankfully, I didn't lose you.
Xilin knew that Ning Feng had a secret, but unlike Ning Feng, she didn't know that he was likely to be alright; her information was limited.
For Xilin, the reality she saw was that Ning Feng was seriously injured and on the verge of death, with no hope of recovery.
That scene was the desperate reality she faced at the time.
Like a nightmare.
Now, finally, the dream has ended. Shirin sighs, realizing it was all a somewhat sad dream, and that she has lost nothing in reality.
Unable to hold on any longer, she gave up her strength and laid down her burdens completely in her lover's arms.
Warm liquid spilled from the corner of his eye, soaking Ning Feng's shirt, but he did not flinch.
He gently adjusted his posture, placing his arm lightly behind Shirin and pulling her into his embrace, stroking her back with his palm.
Again and again, his palm slid down the smooth indentation of her back, as gently as if soothing a wounded and crying child.
Even as the gentle touch on his palm and the fragrant aroma stimulating his instincts entered his nostrils, his actions were completely devoid of any wicked intent.
Ning Feng is a rational person.
In most cases, he was able to fight his instincts with reason and not become a slave to his desires.
Even with the troublesome bloodline of the succubus, Ning Feng was still able to demonstrate amazing self-control.
But often, this self-control is something that is deliberately cultivated.
To avoid falling into depravity, to avoid disappointing those who love him, and for the sake of his dignity... he has been constantly fighting against his desires.
But not at this moment.
He truly couldn't harbor any evil thoughts; not even the slightest one.
Faced with this scene and seeing his lover so worried about him, he felt only gratitude, heartache, and self-reproach at that moment.
Touched by her vulnerability, I realized how much I held in her heart and how important I was to her.
He blamed himself, because the person who made the woman who loved him so sad was none other than himself.
If she hadn't insisted on being stubborn, Shirin wouldn't have fallen into that almost berserk state, and wouldn't have fought the false god to the death.
All the misfortunes in this world are caused by the inadequacy of the individuals involved.
Ning Feng once thought this statement was a bit childish, but when he actually experienced that moment, he realized that there was some truth to it.
If Ning Feng had been powerful enough to eliminate the crazed Ascendant before Xilin arrived, then there wouldn't have been so many problems later.
Holding Xilin in his arms, Ning Feng's gaze as he looked up at the ceiling gradually turned serious, until his dark eyes became even more profound, flowing with a darkness as calamity as its depths.
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