Fairyland, above the fake moon.
In the vast flowers, two figures are walking hand in hand.
"My dear, are you a true god now?"
Flo Yin turned her head, her purple eyes narrowed with a smile and curiosity.
"Um."
Chen Lun's eyes fell on his wife and he looked into her eyes.
He smiled, gently pulled up Floyne's hand and placed it on his cheek.
"Now, you are touching the true God, how does it feel?"
"True God..."
Flo Yin murmured, the smile on her face growing wider.
Her fingers moved slightly, carefully caressing her husband's flawless face, which felt extremely unreal.
Thinking back to the first time we met, he was just a malnourished young man, curled up in the corner of the cell.
But now, the other party has become the true God at the end of the sequence.
“It feels great…”
Flo Yin said softly.
She stared into her husband's eyes. In those black eyes, there was a pale infinity symbol, which seemed to swallow up her sight and take her into an endless world, where the development and outcome of all things were being played out at all times.
Suddenly, she felt a warm hand touching her face, blocking her sight. Then, a deep and magnetic voice said:
"Don't look too long, or you'll lose yourself in your destiny..."
After a few seconds, the hand finally moved away.
Flo Yin woke up as if from a dream, hummed, and then obediently lowered her eyes slightly to the tip of her husband's nose, and spoke softly:
"I seem to see a lot of people and a lot of things... Are those scenes from the future?"
“Not just the future, but also the past and present, and even every possibility.”
Chen Lun answered softly.
Flo Yin nodded, not quite understanding, and then asked expectantly:
"My dear, do you see our future? How many children will we have? Will we live in a fairyland or somewhere else? Will we... still be as happy as before?"
Chen Lun was stunned.
In fact, after he ascended to the throne of God and completely took control of fate, everything in the world was like leaves in his eyes, with veins clearly visible, and nothing could be hidden from him...
However, his own destiny line was about to reach an unknown area, where it was pitch black, deep and silent, and he could not see anything.
This indicates that what awaits him will be the most terrifying unknown.
"Of course I did."
Chen Lun smiled.
Flo Yin's eyes lit up, she hugged her husband's waist, rested her head on his chest, and listened carefully.
He just opened his mouth and said:
"We will only have one child, a daughter."
"daughter?"
"Well, our daughter's name is Zuo Fei."
"Zovicepet... What a nice name."
Flo Yin raised her head, with a bright light in her smiling eyes.
"Then she will be the happiest child in the world."
"Yes, you will be the happiest wife..."
Chen Lun put his arm around Fuluoyin's shoulders and spoke confidently about the future development:
"Fairyland is not our only home. We will travel far away often to enjoy the beautiful scenery in Yanita, and we will also go to the outer continent to see the exotic customs there... We will even go to other worlds."
“This kind of life is so good…”
Flo Yin's face was full of longing.
She couldn't help but tiptoe, put her arms around her husband's neck, kissed him, and whispered:
"My dear, Flo Yin wants to see little Zuo Fei soon."
Chen Lun smiled but did not refuse.
He hugged Flo Yin's waist, and amid his lover's exclamation, they both fell into the colorful sea of flowers...
*
*
*
Time flies and ten days have passed.
During these ten days, Chen Lun did not go anywhere and stayed on the Fairyland Moon to accompany his wife Fuluoyin.
The two of them were like a couple in love, inseparable, and their footprints were left in every corner of the huge fake moon.
One day, Fuluoyin asked whether the story Chen Lun told her when they were trapped in prison, the story about the pangolin and the seven gourd angels, was real.
Chen Lun just smiled and said that he actually made it up.
Fuluoyin's ethereal and peaceful laughter was like the sound of a clear bell, lingering for a long time.
This was an unforgettable time for both of them.
This morning.
Flo Yin, wearing an apron, came to the flower shop on the first floor of No. 7 Denton Street with breakfast and hot milk. Her tall figure in a white shirt was lazily leaning on a chair by the floor-to-ceiling window.
She glanced at her husband and felt indescribably relieved.
"Here's breakfast, dear."
As soon as she put down the plate and the glass of milk, Flo Yin saw her husband raise his hand and snap his fingers, and a bunch of gorgeous white roses appeared in his hand.
It wasn't until the sweet fragrance of flowers filled her nose and a beautiful white rose was placed before her eyes that she came back to her senses.
“You’ve worked hard, and here’s your reward with delicious food.”
Chen Lun chuckled.
Floin happily took the white rose and bent down to kiss her husband on the cheek.
"Thanks."
Soon, the two of them had their meal in the brilliant dawn light.
After dinner, Flo Yin snuggled in her husband's arms and said with emotion:
"My dear, I don't know why, but I always felt that you were lonely."
"Is that so... Perhaps my loneliness is so that I can recognize your loneliness and empathize with you at the right time... Just like two lonely stars, attracting each other in the darkness."
Flo Yin listened to the words with a smile on her face.
"Do you remember the first New Year we spent together? At that time, I was still blind and made a wish to a shooting star. I tell you, I saw the light..."
"Yes, of course I remember."
Chen Lun said softly.
Floin raised her eyes and held her husband's face.
“In fact, I whispered in my heart, in the long darkness, in the past and in the future, you are my only light... and it is indeed so.”
Chen Lun was stunned.
His expression immediately softened.
"If I am light, then only you can see it, otherwise my light is meaningless."
Flo Yin's smile blossomed.
She bit her lip and whispered with joy:
"My dear, I've said all this just to tell you a piece of good news... I sensed the fluctuations of Zuo Fei's soul."
"Um?"
Chen Lun raised his eyebrows.
An indescribable complex emotion welled up in my heart.
Fuluo Yin took his hand, put it against her belly, and said with a smile:
"As you said, she is a lovely daughter..."
At this moment, Chen Lun felt a strong sense of fate. This fate was not caused by others, but came from himself.
The chances of a person of high rank giving birth to offspring are extremely slim, let alone him, a true God.
Although he was fully capable of using his great power to force Fuluoyin to give birth to offspring by tampering with fate, Chen Lun was very resistant to this imposed fate.
But things are just so coincidental and natural.
As if everything was destined.
"Our daughter, Zuo Fei..."
Chen Lun murmured softly.