"Can you tell me how long those long years were?" Luo Wei grabbed his collar tightly and asked persistently.
"That..." Yun Feiran lowered his head slightly and looked at her, hesitantly but did not speak.
During those more than a thousand years, he had been depressed, decadent, full of expectations, and failed. Perhaps he went from hope to disappointment too many times. Gradually, he became numb, sometimes even He would doubt whether in the long river of time, there really was such a person who accompanied him for just two hundred years.
However, when the matter of finding her was repeated in his bones and blood, month after month, year after year, he began to slowly become calmer, and there was only one thought left in his mind: He must find her. She, until the moment his life ended.
"One hundred years?? Two hundred years??" Luo Wei thought for a moment, then cautiously asked him.
Yun Feiran smiled faintly at her, but didn't answer.
"Five hundred years??" Luo Wei looked at the expression on his face. It was his unconventional style. Whenever he didn't want to deny it, he would look at her with that look.
"Stop guessing..." He reluctantly averted his eyes and looked away, for fear that she would see any flaws in his eyes again.
"Could it be..." She looked at him looking away unnaturally, and felt a pain in her heart, "A thousand years...??"
"..." He didn't shut up.
"Two... thousand years...?" Her voice was already trembling. She had been familiar with all his habits for so many years with him.
He was not good at lying in front of her.
"No." That time, he answered her quickly.
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, there was already a look of annoyance on his face.
"More than a thousand years..." Luo Wei couldn't help but take a deep breath, with uncontrollable sadness in her eyes.
"More than a thousand years... is not a long time..." He couldn't bear to let her feel sad. He lowered his head and pressed a gentle kiss on her red cheek. He said in a low and cold voice: "Before he met me, he didn't Have you been alone for more than a thousand years?"
"Can you..."
She looked into his deep eyes, wondering whether the words in her mouth had not been spoken after all.
How can the previous thousand years be compared with the next thousand years?
In the past, he had few desires and had no desires. Later, he was obsessed with longing and felt haggard every night...
In the years after she left, did he think she didn't know what kind of confinement he was having...
As Luo Wei thought about it, her tears couldn't help but fall down again.
"Don't cry..." Yun Feiran looked at her red eyes, and the tears kept falling like broken pearls. He couldn't help but lowered his head and kissed her red lips, murmuring: "If you cry again, please punish me..."
"..." She blushed, not surprisingly hearing the ambiguity in his tone.
"Um... I can't do that, he... he's not a patient..." She weakly responded to his kiss, while holding onto his collar tightly, she protested in a low voice.
"It's okay... Punishments can accumulate..." He continued to deepen the kiss, not giving her a chance to retort.
Uh-huh... uh-huh...
She stared at his gentle expression with wide eyes, and suddenly remembered something.
(End of chapter)