At this point, Yun Wei glanced at Isaac and, seeing that he was listening attentively, did not show any impatience.
He then continued speaking.
"When I was fourteen, a disaster suddenly struck my world. I was just thinking about surviving, and ten years passed by in a daze."
At this point, Yun Wei couldn't help but laugh, but his voice was bitter.
"Then I came to the Continent of Zhuyuan, and then another five years passed in a daze. Before I met you... well, never mind, it's your birthday today, let's not talk about this."
Yun Wei sniffed and looked at Isaac again: "Anyway, I'm still older than you, no arguments allowed."
He originally thought the atmosphere was a bit too dull and wanted to crack a joke.
As a result, the other person actually hugged him quietly.
The icy chest was coated with a thin layer of fire element, which was then warmed by his own body heat, making it feel so warm at that moment.
He even became somewhat drowsy.
"Okay, brother."
All I heard was Isaac speaking in the Blue Language near his neck.
Yun Wei was immediately jolted awake and fully sobered up.
"stop!"
Yun Wei placed his palm on Isaac's chest, took a deep breath, and told him with utmost seriousness, "Don't call me that anymore, understand?"
"Why?" Isaac asked, puzzled. "You're twenty-nine, I'm twenty-two, you really are my older brother..."
"No, absolutely not!" Yun Wei changed his palm into a fist and couldn't help but punch the other's unmoving chest. "I'd rather you call me 'Fa Fa'..."
It has to be blamed on him for having too much nonsense in his head.
Calling someone by a nickname is just a way of expressing shame.
If I really had to call him "brother"...
Help! Just thinking about it gave him goosebumps.
"Fine, if you don't like it, I won't call you that." Isaac brought his nose close to his master's neck, took a deep sniff, and then closed his eyes. "Go to sleep, it's getting late, goodnight!"
Seeing that Isaac was still indulging him as before, Yun Wei suddenly felt a pang of guilt.
Yun Wei couldn't help but ask, "So why didn't you just tell me and let me celebrate your birthday with you?"
“Because… I’ll feel embarrassed,” Isaac said with a smile, his eyes closed, but his knee brushed against Yun Wei’s leg. “You’ve already worked so hard, I don’t want to add to your burden.”
Isaac took another deep breath of the breath from his master's neck, then opened his eyes. "Besides, for me, having you by my side makes me the happiest person in the world!"
Seeing that Yun Wei was about to retort again, Isaac directly took his master's small hand and placed it on his heart.
“I’m telling the truth, Yun. My family is all gone, and birthdays don’t mean anything to me anymore. I just thought that spending my birthday with you would make you happy, but… it seems I messed up.”
Yun Wei's eyes suddenly welled up with tears when the other person mentioned that all their family members were no longer alive.
He didn't know whether it was out of empathy for someone in the same boat or simply out of sympathy for Isaac.
"You're so stupid, Isaac." To keep from shedding tears, Yun Wei said fiercely, "From now on, every year, you'll have the audacity to make me celebrate your birthday with you, do you hear me?"
Yun Wei lowered his eyes.
He waited for a long time, but didn't hear a response from Isaac.
He suddenly became a little anxious and wanted to add, "I mean, um—"
But before he could finish speaking, he was caught again.
So many emotions were conveyed in this one action that the two of them went from awkward to skillful together.
What remains unchanged is their almost boundless affection for each other, and Yun Wei's shyness, which will probably never cease.
The Way is hidden in small achievements, and words are hidden in glory and wealth.
At this moment, all words seem superfluous; it is better to entrust all feelings to the tender and lingering sobs.
After a long while.
Yun Wei was panting heavily.
His breath was entirely imbued with the scent of Isaac.
Despite his trembling and limp body, he suddenly found immense courage and took out the greatsword wrapped in burlap from the space.
The wrapped-up sword looked wider than a bed at first glance, and even Isaac was startled when it suddenly appeared.
But his opponent was a seasoned warrior; with a simple backhand grip, he lifted the heavy greatsword into his hand.
His effortless demeanor still makes him incredibly handsome.
Isaac hesitated, "Which one is this? No—"
He originally thought this was one of the three swords requested in the order, left behind by Yun Wei.
However, black iron is different from red copper. The latter is added as an alloy mainly to reduce weight, while black iron is more dense. Adding black iron will further improve the hardness and toughness of the weapon.
The moment he held it in his hand and felt its heavy weight, Isaac realized that it was a greatsword made of black iron.
He couldn't help but glance at Yun Wei, only to see that the other party was blushing and stammering, "It's just a little trinket I made on the spur of the moment. If you like it, keep it; if you don't, just throw it away."
Yun Wei's usually indifferent face now looked as if he were drunk.
Isaac's gaze swept over the other's swollen red lips, and his eyes darkened involuntarily.
He quickly got out of bed, not even bothering to put on his shoes, and went to the table to untie the hemp cloth that had been carefully wrapped around the sword.
Even in a pitch-black room, the cold, menacing glint of the sword blade is clearly visible.
The shimmering blue dots resemble stars.
It's a mithril greatsword!
It turned out that he had only glanced at the forged sword blank that day, but the other party had taken it to heart.
Isaac suddenly became excited.
He instantly understood that this was a mithril weapon made for him by his lover.
Seeing that Yun Wei had already covered his head with the blanket, he quickly and carefully channeled light-attribute battle qi into the hilt of his sword.
"Zheng—"
The blade hummed softly, and countless golden rays suddenly shone from its dark silver background, like countless shooting stars vying to streak across the sky.
But he keenly noticed that a small group of meteors seemed to be heading in a different direction.
Isaac carefully changed his angle, and suddenly discovered the inscription hidden at the bottom of the blade amidst the gradual changes in gold and silver patterns:
"Protect my beloved, Isaac Moriti"
It's just a few characters.
Having witnessed firsthand how this unique alchemy was born, he knew perfectly well how many times the other party would have had to patiently and tirelessly adjust the angle of the mithril wire in order to express such text so clearly.
No wonder the other person has been falling asleep as soon as their head hits the pillow these past few days, looking extremely tired.
Just two days ago, he felt extremely lonely.
Just a few tens of minutes ago, he was worried that the other person would fall asleep and miss the moment when he turned one year older.
At this moment, the emotions overflowing in his heart were about to overwhelm him; this intense joy and happiness was called bliss.
Despite the intense impact, he stood frozen in place, his mouth agape in a daze: "Yun..."
Isaac suddenly put down the heavy sword he should have cherished, turned around and went back to bed.
He hugged Yun Wei, along with the blanket, into his arms.
"I really love the gift you gave me."
"Yunwei, my darling. Thank you, I'm so, so happy!"
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