Chapter 107 I Miss My Lady
"I hope my husband will be rewarded as well."
In a man's tent, the man was stunned for a long time after hearing these words.
Will a monster like him, who never sees the light of day and may lose control at any time and scare and hurt others, ever have a good reward?
If the young lady had not appeared, his fate would probably be to spend his entire life fighting on the battlefield until his death.
But now she said that doing good things is to get good rewards for herself.
His heart was beating hot and violently, and Chen Ting took two deep breaths to suppress his emotion.
He listened quietly to the voice on the other end gradually fading away. When the lights were turned off and only one person was left, he called out softly, "Anian, Anian."
"ah……!"
On the other side, Shen Wangshu, who had just pulled up the quilt, heard this familiar voice again. Although he was a little scared, he quickly reacted after what happened in the morning and whispered, "It turns out it wasn't my illusion... Who is calling me?"
"Anian, it's me, can you hear me?" Chen Ting suppressed the heat in his heart, feeling it was wonderful and incredible.
Everything about him was the same as before, so it was very likely that he had received some opportunity from his wife.
"Husband?" Shen Wangshu felt a little hot on her chest. She took the little horn out by the rope, only to find that this thing was also flashing.
...Could it be that this corner also has a communication function? ?
Chen Ting was overjoyed when he got a response: "It's me. How can we...hear each other talking?"
While he was talking, Shen Wangshu kept holding the little horn in front of his eyes, and sure enough, he found that it would light up at the frequency of the sound.
"I think I know the reason..." Shen Wangshu said, "That day, my grandmother and I went to the Stone Scripture Temple and met a man. He gave me the horn that fell off when you were a child."
"What?" Chen Ting was stunned: "My horn?"
Shen Wangshu gestured subconsciously: “Golden, so big, I can hold it in one hand, and it glows.”
"Who is that person?" Chen Ting's breathing quickened after realizing something. "Isn't he a young-looking man, thin, tall, with a red teardrop mole under his right eye?"
"It's him, husband. This person was there when you first had an attack when you were a child, and he was the one who gave you the bottle of medicine." Shen Wangshu comforted him softly, "He gave me your horn and said it was a return to you. The important material of the bottle of medicine is the powder ground from the horn."
"Husband, I can also make medicine for you in the future."
Chen Ting exhaled tremblingly and asked in a low voice: "Did he ever tell me how I can become a normal person?"
When will I be able to "recover" and become a human being in the secular sense, rather than a monster who cannot see people for three days every month.
Shen Wangshu sighed in his heart - the ability to turn into a dragon was indeed too avant-garde for the ancients who had always felt that they were human children since they had cognition.
Not to mention that Chen Ting has been unable to accept his own identity for more than 20 years. I guess anyone would feel overwhelmed and then have to adapt.
But last night’s dream made Shen Wangshu ask tentatively: “Husband, is there a possibility that you are a dragon first, and then a human?”
"Do you remember anything before you were 5 years old?"
The other end was silent for a moment, and then said dejectedly: "I don't have a deep memory before the age of 5. I just felt like I was always wandering until I was adopted by my parents."
But I have the impression that he never felt that he was not a human being. Before he was 5 years old, he was displaced like a stray dog, and he didn't know how he struggled to survive in this world.
After he was 5 years old, he finally met a kind couple who loved and nurtured him sincerely, but the good days did not last long as a curse enveloped him.
He will have to spend his whole life living in the shadow of turning into a monster and he can't escape it! !
Thinking of this, Chen Ting's heart was filled with anger and resentment. What had he done wrong to come into this world? Why did fate treat him like this? !
What if everything is destroyed? Wouldn't that mean no one would look at him strangely anymore? Wouldn't I have to live in fear of being burned to death all day long?
Thinking of this, the violent gene in the monster's bones began to stir, and the man's pupils kept switching between gold and black, as if he could not control the ferocious beast in his heart that was in shackles.
Shen Wangshu on the other end immediately noticed the uneasiness and pain in his tone, and the small horn hanging on her chest was so hot that it almost hurt her.
Shen Wangshu frowned, but found that if he left him and didn't stick close to his body, he wouldn't be able to hear any movement from Chen Ting's side.
I had to endure the pain and comfort him softly: "It's okay, my husband. It doesn't matter if you don't remember. You have a family now, and I can support you. You are not alone anymore."
The thought of destroying the world calmed down when he heard the girl's soft and warm voice. The man pressed his chest, not knowing that the person on the other end was suffering from the pain of burning heart for him.
He felt as if something was about to come out of his chest and was growing secretly bit by bit.
"Anian, I thought that person would be the hope to lift my curse. I was unconscious when the disease first broke out. He was the only one who understood my condition and could propose a solution." Chen Ting felt a little uncomfortable.
The strange feeling of another thing growing little by little from his heart also made him frown.
But Chen Ting held back and continued, "But many years later he showed up again and told me that I might have been born a monster, and this is a fact that cannot be changed."
Shen Wangshu didn't expect that he would be so concerned about his identity. Although he was a little sensitive when he was sick, it was not like this now... It was like it had become a tightly entangled inner demon.
"Husband, dragons are not monsters," Shen Wangshu tried to persuade him to change his view of his species: "Dragons are beautiful and powerful creatures that only exist in legends. Everyone who sees it will be amazed and worship it."
"Don't lie to me," Chen Ting said, "Everyone who has seen me will only scream in fear, and some even lose their lives for me."
“That’s because you were still a little dragon at that time, and you didn’t know how to control your own power.” Shen Wangshu wanted to hug him a little, and the temperature of the dragon horn seemed to drop a little as his mood calmed down: “You’ve done very well now, and you haven’t hurt anyone in all these years.”
"Even when I was with you during the attack, you didn't hurt me, did you?"
"……lady."
The man's Adam's apple rolled fragilely. Even though he couldn't see his face, Shen Wangshu could imagine how lost and helpless he looked when he said this: "I miss you, I want to see you."
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