CH 155

Left Alone in the World

If the Heavenly Way was not cruel, it would have opened its eyes and made them whole after tens of thousands of years of watching this couple suffer for each other, even sacrificing their lives for each other.

It was useless for Xuan Long to kneel and worship as sincerely as he did.

Yan Yuan had been asleep since he went to the temple to pray, and had not woken up again. A large amount of medicine was administered, but most of it dripped out of the corners of his mouth, and he could barely even perform the unconscious act of swallowing.

The best healers in the Heavenly Realm came to Dongji Hall day after day, but every time they shook their heads and returned. Yan Yuan's days were numbered, it was just a matter of days.

He was originally a god whose life expectancy was as long as Heaven and Earth, the most noble Emperor of the Nine Heavens, but for the sake of love, he had turned himself into such a state.

Love can save a person, but it can also harm them.

The best thing is to love impartially, to be able to get out of the way at any time, and to live well without anyone. But Xuan Long was water to him, he was a fish in the water, and when a fish leaves the water, it will die slowly in the most painful way.

Early that morning, Xuan Long used white silk to clean Yan Yuan's face with warm water. Yan Yuan's eyelashes twitched a few times and he woke up, turning his head to look at the man beside him, looking a little confused.

"A'Po..."

His voice was hoarse as if it had been scraped by a knife.

"You're awake." Xuan Long stopped moving to look at him.

"En." Yan Yuan smiled, his eyes fluttered a little, but remained fixed seriously on Xuan Long's face, "I had a, a long, long dream..."

"What and who did you dream of?" Xuan Long asked.

"Dreamt of you..." Yan Yuan laughed breathlessly.

"I dreamt... that you had softened your heart towards me, forgiven me for my past faults, and were willing to eat the fish soup I made and accept the iris I gave you..."

"I was so happy... so happy..."

Yan Yuan took a long nap and regained his sanity when he woke up. This is what is supposed to happen with dissociative soul disease: foolish most of the time, and on the rare occasion, the mind will regain its clarity.

It was just that he thought that those past ten years had been a beautiful dream.

In the dream he was a fool, but he was happy because Xuan Long was willing to talk to him, not shutting him out and talking to him coldly anymore.

He was so sad to leave.

"It wasn't a dream." Xuan Long raised his hand and wiped the tears from the corners of Yan Yuan's eyes with his fingertips. "It was real."

"You mistakenly drank 'Start Over' and suffered from dissociative soul disease, so it's inevitable that you can't distinguish between dreams and reality."

"Don't cry... if you live well, I won't blame you."

The Xuan Long in front of him treated him so gently that Yan Yuan almost doubted it was a dream within a dream, but the pain coming from every inch of his body's veins was telling him that it was real.

Xuan Long said that he did not blame him anymore.

"You... have forgiven me?"

Xuan Long: "En, as long as you live, I'll let go of the past... and grow old with you."

Yan Yuan burst into tears and looked at Xuan Long: "But my hair has turned white... and I am not as handsome as before, so I am no longer worthy of you."

Xuan Long shook his head and stroked his hair: "You look beautiful like this too."

"Is that true?..." Yan Yuan smiled.

Xuan Long: "En, when have I ever lied to you?"

Yan Yuan: "Then you call my name, okay... I want to hear it..."

"Same as before... call me A'Yuan."

"Okay." Xuan Long followed him in everything.

"A'Yuan."

"A'Yuan."

"A'Yuan."

It was clear that he was calling gently, but Yan Yuan felt a sharp pain in his heart, and he felt extreme sadness, but he kept smiling, and he wouldn't take his eyes off Xuan Long's face for half a second.

"A'Po... you are still kind-hearted after all, treating me with a soft heart."

"Let me go with some decency, so as not to embarrass me too much..."

"I have been happy during this period... thank you..."

He felt that Xuan Long had treated him with pity and had long since lost his affection; after all, he had made such an unforgivable mistake.

It should be that Mother had said something to Xuan Long that made him willing to agree to help, to help deceive him, to accompany him on the last journey of his life.

Ten thousand miles away in the forbidden land, the Emperor Star, glowing with a dull purple light, was wavering. The crack in the middle was deepening rapidly, tearing irregularly, as if it would fall from mid-air and turn into ashes at any moment.

Yan Yuan's seven orifices began to bleed.

Xuan Long knew that this day would come, and he acted more calmly than he expected, using his voice transmission technique to inform Ye Ling Shenjun while lifting the white silk to wipe the blood off Yan Yuan's face, and he said hoarsely:

"Don't think nonsense, I am not treating you with pity."

"When you get better, I will marry you, make a love contract, live and die together, and never separate..."

Xuan Long had such an introverted nature; he rarely spoke words of love, and even when Yan Yuan begged him to, he could only force a few words in response, and he was really thin-skinned.

He did not want to hear it now.

Yan Yuan's tragically white and thin face was stained bright red with blood, like a ghost, and his voice grew lighter and lighter:

"With your words, whether true or false... it is enough."

"But I'm not worth it… you lived and died with me... you were already unlucky to meet me, don't do anything stupid for me again..."

"If there is another life, I will make up for my past mistakes..." His dark eyes were filled with longing, "In my next life, I will not be a god, I want to be an iris in your yard, watching over you forever. "

"Unfortunately, there is no... no next life..."

"Then... I can only say to you… that I'm sorry..."

The Emperor Star fell against the sky and his soul would not enter reincarnation.

When he died, not even half a strand of Yan Yuan's soul would remain in this world.

"When I'm gone... find someone who treats you sincerely, get married and form a contract... The life of a god is too long... I'm afraid you'll feel lonely... Yan Huo Heng is truly devoted to you, so just, give him a chance..."

"When A'Zhi grows up... he will also find his own immortal partner… A'Po, remember to treat yourself well..."

When Ye Ling Shenjun and Yan Jing Shangshen arrived with A'Zhi, Yan Yuan had already closed his eyes and was lying dead in Xuan Long's arms. Xuan Long hugged him, the corner of his forehead resting against his forehead, blood tears welling up in his eyes as he whispered:

"But my heart is too small to hold another person."

"Do you really want to leave me alone in the world?"