Yun Wei herself is a person who cries a lot.
He had cried loudly and shed tears silently, though people always told him that his tears were worthless and that he should be strong.
But he knew that being prone to crying had little to do with being strong.
After all, he wasn't crying for anyone else's benefit.
Joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness are not merely his personal emotions, but also the world's echoes and resonances upon him. He should be proud to maintain such abundant emotions at such an advanced age.
But Isaac's tears were clearly different from his.
At this moment, Yun Wei also fell into the same old trap and suddenly became flustered.
Although the other person still looked sharp and cool while crying, he didn't want Isaac to cry.
The other person was originally so optimistic and cheerful; it would be good if they were always smiling happily.
He couldn't help but feel guilty. "I'm sorry, Isaac, I—"
But he was unable to finish his sentence.
Because Isaac gripped his arm and suddenly stood up.
The other person's broad shoulders and chest were like a thick wall blocking his way, but the reason Yun Wei trembled was because of the sharp touch coming from his neck.
He could clearly feel that the other person was leaning down on the side of his neck, with cold, sharp fangs pressed against his throbbing artery.
A muffled voice rang in my ears, booming like thunder, "Yun, may I... sign a 'Blood Pact' with you?"
Isaac spoke softly and slowly.
This was his heartfelt plea.
His voice didn't sound like he was crying, but it was deep and seductive.
From Yun Wei's unseen perspective, Isaac's eyes were bloodshot.
He was greedily and desperately inhaling the intense life force of the person in his arms.
After thirty-six long nights without each other's company, the longing imprinted in his body not only failed to subside, but intensified.
It would be good to strip away the divine status that had troubled him for eight hundred years.
But the thought that he had no magical contract with Yun Wei made Isaac feel empty inside.
He had to admit that he was terrified.
He feared that one day when he opened his eyes, Yun Wei would be gone again.
However, Yun Wei's answer was crisp and decisive, almost without hesitation, instantly shattering his humble desires.
"No. Let me go, Isaac."
That's what the other person said.
Isaac's eyes dimmed instantly. He licked his teeth in a fit of anger and frustration, and the veins on the back of his large hand, which was gripping Yun Wei's waist, stood out.
He tried his best to keep his voice steady and asked calmly, "Why? If we sign such a contract, I will never be able to leave you again."
After saying that, he moved the tooth that had almost pierced the other person's skin away and breathed in the air silently and deeply.
He was about to stop breathing.
But then Yun Wei suddenly laughed.
His fingertips gently brushed aside the little wolf tail at the back of the other's head, and slowly and playfully stroked along the spine buried in the exaggerated back muscles.
It was as if he wasn't worried at all that Isaac would bite through his throat.
"This is the second time you've asked me, Isaac."
He patted the other person's back hard, but his own palms turned red. "During the time we were apart, I realized something: liking you doesn't necessarily mean I have to be with you."
This is the truth he realized in the attic.
There are countless people who like each other but ultimately cannot be together, like carp crossing a river.
However, there are also quite a few couples who are together but do not like each other.
His parents are a living example.
As soon as he finished speaking, Isaac tightened his grip on his arm, and Yun Wei couldn't help but chuckle as he poked the other's narrow waist. "Loosen up, Isaac, you're choking me."
As soon as he made his request, the other party immediately released him.
However, the large hand that was loosely resting on his waist hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly put its grip back on him. This uneasy feeling of control only made him more uncomfortable.
It made his whole body unbearably itchy.
The itch spread from my body to my heart.
Then the other person's muffled voice rang out again, saying, "I don't want to let you go, and I don't want to hear your lectures."
Yun Wei gently shook his head. "Then I'll just state the conclusion—"
He paused, took a deep breath, exhaled, and finally slowly said, "More than a contract, I want to love you forever. Although this feeling is even more ethereal than a contract, it is the thing I truly want to be bound to you."
“Whether it’s ‘I love you,’ ‘ti amo,’ or ‘r лю6лю тe6r’,” Yun Wei said, his whole body burning up, not just his face, but his neck and chest were probably also turning red, “they are all insignificant carriers.”
"My feelings for you are the magic that I can never understand in my entire life."
"I love you."
"This feeling is real and true, and it surpasses all contracts in the world!"
At this point, the magician wisely stopped talking.
That's so embarrassing.
He actually told it all out in detail!
Yun Wei couldn't help but close her eyes, raise her chin, and expose her slender and fragile neck. "Alright, I've finished my long lecture. Bite if you want, have a good bite."
It's not a big deal if Isaac insists on taking a bite.
It's just using blood to nourish your lover, so when you think about it, it's really nothing.
Although he always felt that this wasn't a proper way of getting along, as long as the other person was Isaac, he seemed to be able to accept it without any reservations.
Yun Wei, feeling dizzy and on the verge of bursting into smoke, thought to himself, "It's over."
It seems he likes her more than before, and it has now developed to the point where he has no principles or bottom line.
However, the very existence of magic is meant to break established norms.
A person who stubbornly believes that the sun only rises in the east and sets in the west has no understanding of the most basic dimensions of the universe and is completely incapable of understanding the mysterious world.
No wonder Alch said that magic is love.
He didn't care, but the knight holding him felt as if he were on the boundary between ice and fire.
Isaac thought, "Yun Wei is indeed too cunning."
The other person is so easily embarrassed, yet every time they confess their feelings, it's so sudden and mercilessly outshines him.
Faced with such fervent words of love, Mingming's entire being was uncontrollably filled with joy and elation.
But at that very moment, he almost couldn't hold back his tears and shed them again.
Love itself is, in fact, a contract.
This was the first time Isaac had ever heard such a novel idea.
But for some reason, he was willing to believe Yun Wei.
He reluctantly took one last deep sniff of Yun Wei before finally retracting his fangs.
He closed his eyes, sat down again, lazily wrapped his arms around his lover, and said in a hoarse voice, "You've put it this way, if I could still bring myself to say anything, wouldn't I really be outdone by you?"
"Yunwei, I love you too."
"In this matter, I have no intention of arguing with you to win or lose, but I am confident that I am no worse than you."
Isaac opened his eyes and stared intently at his lover, whom he could never get enough of looking at.
The bloodthirsty crimson faded abruptly, revealing to Yun Wei the flawless, beautiful color once again.
With a gentle pull of his arm, he made Yun Wei turn around and sit down in front of him.
The two snuggled together in the most familiar and comfortable position.
But Isaac would never admit that the reason he did this was because he was extremely shy and quickly succumbed to the other person's gaze.
He stubbornly continued, "By the way, although I can't argue with you for now, there's one thing I still want to refute."
Yun Wei leaned against his chest, relaxed, and calmly replied, "Hmm? Which sentence?"
Isaac stared at the other man's earlobes, which were so red they seemed to be dripping blood, and answered, word by word:
"I like you, so I want to be with you."
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