At the moment when Ruan Qiuping was most unconscious, Yu Huan grabbed his wrist tightly, and then interlocked his fingers with his inch by inch, spraying his hot breath on his body, causing him to tremble.
Yu Huan kissed his heart, his voice becoming hoarse as if covered by wind and sand:
"Ruan Ruan loves me... okay?"
Ruan Qiuping's pupils trembled slightly, and his lips opened as if he wanted to respond, but he said nothing.
Fortunately, Yu Huan lowered his eyes, leaned over and kissed him, blocking his mouth.
This made his unusual silence seem like a very natural thing.
Ruan Qiuping knew that he would be tortured badly, but he didn't expect it to be so badly.
My whole body feels like it's falling apart.
Even when they went to take a shower, Yu Huan put down his crutches and limped along carrying him.
After Ruan Qiuping's energy was restored, he didn't want to scold Yu Huan.
But before he could utter the curse, he thought of Yu Huan's words and his own silent response.
Ruan Qiuping lowered his head.
At that time… At that time when Yu Huan was like that.
He should say "OK".
But he said nothing.
Although Yu Huan ended the conversation with a kiss, he still felt disappointed in his heart.
When I thought about Yu Huan being disappointed, guilt surged up like a tide.
For a moment, Ruan Qiuping could hardly control herself. She wanted to confess her love to Yu Huan and say "I love you" to him.
But that's cheating.
He knew clearly that his feelings for Yu Huan were not love, so he could not say such words.
But if...if Yu Huan loves him again, "Ruan Ruan loves me, okay?"
He will say yes.
Because he said yes, it means he is trying hard to love Yu Huan, so it can't be considered as cheating.
But Yu Huan never said this to him again.
After Yu Huan made the bed, he picked up the great luck charm that had fallen on the bed at some point.
Fortunately, this talisman was covered with magic, and it would return to its original state with a slight shake. Otherwise, it would have been ravaged by them.
Ruan Qiuping looked at the talisman and said, "Yu Huan, why don't you put this talisman on you? It doesn't take up any space, you can just put it in your pocket. Why is it that every time I come down, this talisman is hidden somewhere beside you?"
Today it is hidden in the bedside table.
Last year, he hid in Yu Huan's office.
Although it was always somewhere that Yu Huan could get it at will, it was never on Yu Huan's person.
Yu Huan handed the talisman to Ruan Qiuping, and then said, "Ruan Ruan, take this talisman."
Ruan Qiuping was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?"
Yu Huan said: "Ruan Ruan, actually I don't like this talisman. The reason I carry this talisman is because only with it will you let me touch you."
But Ruan Qiuping didn't know when he would suddenly appear, so he had to carry the talisman with him.
For a while, he even thought about making a fake talisman and putting it on his body.
But this idea was quickly abandoned.
When he was 17, he and Ruan Qiuping were in a car accident. Ruan Ruan put all the blame on his bad luck.
If he threw away this talisman, and something unexpected happened during the time he was with Ruan Ruan... he no longer had the courage to accept Ruan Ruan's disappearance for the second time.
So even though he hated this talisman, he always had to carry it with him.
Ruan Qiuping: "Then why did you give me this talisman?"
"Since the only use of this talisman for me is to touch Ruan Ruan, why don't you let Ruan Ruan carry it with you and give it to me every time you come down to earth."
Although he hated this supreme good luck charm and the lucky god who created it, he also hoped that with the help of the good luck charm, Ruan Ruan, who had always had bad luck, would become a little luckier.
Ruan Qiuping frowned: "But if that's the case, you won't always be so lucky."
Yu Huan smiled and said, "I don't need too much luck, I just need to be lucky enough to touch you."
Yu Huan paused for a moment and continued, "Moreover, this lucky charm is too powerful. With it by your side, it is easy for people to become dependent on luck and become too lazy."
He is worthy of being called the God of Fortune, with such ideological awareness!
Ruan Qiuping admired silently in his heart.
But what Yu Huan said made sense. After all, Yu Huan had come here to experience a calamity. It would be bad if this good luck charm ruined his calamity.
Ruan Qiuping nodded and said, "Okay, but you take it first. I'll wait for you to give it to me."
Before Ruan Qiuping left, he did not put the good luck charm directly into his pocket, but put it into the red envelope first, and then put it into the Qiankun bag.
Because Ruan Qiuping discovered that the red envelope was actually cast with a small spell, which could seal and preserve the good luck charm intact.
The Supreme Good Luck Charm and the Bad Luck-Removing Charm used by Jingyang and the others should be similar and have an expiration date.
However, the validity period of this talisman is not a date, but a gift of good luck.
Ruan Qiuping felt that given his bad luck, if he simply placed the lucky charm on himself, it would be scrapped within five days.
After packing up the talisman, there were only five seconds left.
Ruan Qiuping waved to Yu Huan and said, "See you next year."
Yu Huan also smiled and waved to him, saying, "See you tomorrow."
The days go by.
Ruan Qiuping still came down to earth once a year, and Yu Huan still saw him once a year.
Kissing each other has become very natural to them.
Sometimes they would sit quietly on the sofa, and he would turn his head and give a light kiss.
Yu Huan didn't seem to like kissing Ruan Qiuping.
But in comparison, Ruan Qiuping prefers holding hands or hugging.
Every time Ruan Qiuping came down, Yu Huan would take him to different places to see the scenery and to different places to have big meals.
Occasionally, they would stay at home to rest. They would lean on each other, wearing comfortable pajamas, sometimes watching TV, sometimes playing games, and sometimes doing nothing but simply chatting about things in the world and things in the human world.
When Yu Huan was forty-nine years old, he went to ride the Molun with Ruan Qiuping.
Ruan Qiuping originally didn't like motorcycles. He was always afraid that he would have bad luck and cause that thing to suddenly fall from the sky.
But maybe because of the reduction of bad luck, maybe because of the good luck charm, maybe because of Yu Huan's presence, Ruan Qiuping was suddenly not afraid anymore, and even wanted to sit on the scooter and take in the night view of the entire city.
When buying tickets, the young ticket seller handed the tickets to Ruan Qiuping and said, "Here, these are tickets for you and your father."
Ruan Qiuping was almost stunned for a moment before realizing that the "father" he was referring to was Yu Huan.
The 49-year-old Yu Huan was tall, and even when he was standing with the help of a cane, his back was still straight. There were some tiny wrinkles on his face, but he did not look old at all, and his handsome face was made to look elegant and unique.
How can such a handsome man with outstanding temperament look like his father? !
Ruan Qiuping frowned and said to the ticket seller: "He is not my father, he is my..."
"Thank you." Yu Huan interrupted Ruan Qiuping and calmly took the two tickets.
"Let's go in." Yu Huan gently took Ruan Qiuping's hand.
- Not interlocking fingers, but holding his wrist, just like those real father and son next to them.
Ruan Qiuping turned his head and glanced at Yu Huan. The corners of Yu Huan's lips were straight, without any anger, but no smile either.
Ruan Qiuping frowned, moved his wrist, and forcefully inserted his fingers between Yu Huan's fingers, interlocking theirs.
Yu Huan paused for a moment.
"Let's go." Ruan Qiuping pulled him forward.
Sitting on the scooter, Ruan Qiuping leaned against the window and looked at the night view outside. When the scooter was about to reach the top, he turned his head to look at Yu Huan, only to see Yu Huan looking at him with a calm and gentle gaze.
Ruan Qiuping obviously doesn't like kissing.
But when he looked at Yu Huan's expression and recalled what had just happened when he was buying the ticket, he blinked and said, "Yu Huan, I heard that lovers always kiss on a motorcycle."
Yu Huan smiled faintly, he embraced Ruan Qiuping and kissed her gently on the forehead.
… why not lips
Ruan Qiuping looked at Yu Huan, somewhat confused.
Yu Huan seemed to see Ruan Qiuping's doubts, and he said in a deep voice: "Ruan Ruan, I am 49 years old this year, and I will continue to grow older year by year. I am old and ugly now. If I treat Ruan Ruan the same way as before, I am afraid that Ruan Ruan will feel disgusted."
Ruan Qiuping frowned: "I don't feel disgusted. You don't look old at all. I think you look younger than those four-year-old men out there. And you're not ugly at all, really! Even if you stand with a two-year-old, you're still the best looking!"
Yu Huan smiled and said, "Thank you Ruan Ruan for praising me like that."
He was clearly smiling, and his expression was quite gentle, but Ruan Qiuping saw a dark wave of light like a pool of water in his still clear eyes.
Ruan Qiuping's heart tightened. He stood up, bent down, and kissed Yu Huan.
Yu Huan's body stiffened for a moment, but he still kissed him back deeply.
Ruan Qiuping closed her eyes, put her arms around Yu Huan's neck, sat on Yu Huan's left leg, tilted her head back, and kissed him gently and continuously.
This was almost the longest kiss they had ever had, and they stopped only when the wheel was about to land.
When they were about to leave, Ruan Qiuping suddenly pulled Yu Huan back. Ruan Qiuping held Yu Huan's hand and looked into the eyes of the young ticket seller with a clear look in his eyes: "Sorry to bother you, I just want to explain to you that we are not father and son, but partners who have been married for many years."
The young man opened his eyes wide in shock.
The people waiting in line around them also started talking.
Ruan Qiuping stood in the crowd, smiling fearlessly.
Yu Huan, however, held Ruan Qiuping's hand tightly.
When Yu Huan was five years old, he would kiss Ruan Qiuping's forehead and fingers, but he would never kiss Ruan Qiuping's lips again.
He would never do anything else to Ruan Qiuping.
The long and lingering kiss on the motorcycle was their most intimate contact.
When Yu Huan was fifty-three years old, he could no longer leave the crutches.
Before, without the crutches, the only thing I could do was walk a little bit uphill. Now, without the crutches, I can’t even walk a few steps.
He couldn't walk faster, but if he saw Ruan Qiuping, he would involuntarily speed up his pace, as if he wanted to run to something.
Ruan Qiuping acted just like Yu Huan did to him when he was five or six years old. Every time they met, he would run and throw himself into Yu Huan's arms.
When Yu Huan was about five or sixteen years old, he stopped dyeing the gray hair around his temples black frequently.
He used to dye his hair whenever it turned gray, but when he was five or six years old, he only dyed it once every one or two months.
Ruan Qiuping ran his fingertips through his white hair and said with a smile: "You are very handsome."
When Yu Huan was six years old, Ruan Qiuping gave him a gift.
That day, the sun was shining brightly and the weather was good. Yu Huan stood on the podium in the center of the banquet hall and announced his official resignation as the president of Guilai Group.
After the speech, there was thunderous applause, and all the major media outlets focused their flashlights on Yu Huan's face, which was extremely blinding.
Yu Huan was about to leave the stage, but he suddenly stopped in his tracks. He stared intently at a man in the audience.
An old man who is also around six years old.
The man was wearing a very casual outfit, which seemed a little inappropriate for his age.
The man took off the black baseball cap on his head with his wrinkled hands. His temples were already gray, but his eyes were clear and he looked energetic. He raised his head and smiled brightly at Yu Huan.
He walked up to the stage step by step, holding hands with Yu Huan.
The flash lights just stopped for a while and then started flashing again.
A reporter with short hair boldly said, "Hello, may I ask your identity? What is your relationship with Mr. Yu from Guilai Group?"
The six-year-old man smiled and showed the same wedding ring as Yu Huan, saying, "Yu Huan and I have been married for twenty-six years. I am here to take him home."
Elderly Ruan Qiuping held the elderly Yu Huan's hand and walked down the podium step by step.
After leaving the banquet hall, he leaned close to Yu Huan's ear and said with a smile, "Yu Huan, I will grow old with you."
After a while, he couldn't help laughing again and said, "Yu Huan, you are so old now, why are you crying like a little kid?"
Yu Huan didn't say anything, but just stretched out his hand and hugged Ruan Qiuping tightly.
Aging magic belongs to the transformation magic. It is not a complicated spell among the transformation magics, but overall, it is not simple either.
Since the motorcycle incident, Ruan Qiuping tried to learn, but he had too little time. He studied day and night, but only learned the basics.
When he came out of the door today, his face had changed into that of an old man, but his voice and other parts remained the same.
The look was so weird that Ruan Dongdong was scared to the point of almost crying.
The most embarrassing thing is that Xia Fushui comforted Ruan Dongdong while saying to him: "What are you crazy about? How did you get yourself into this state?"
Ruan Qiuping lowered his head and said a little frustratedly: "I have a friend in the mortal world. He is getting old, and I want to grow old with him."
"...Friends?" Xia Fushui frowned.
After a while, Xia Fushui said to Ruan Qiuping, "Come here, I'll change you. How old do you want to be?"
Ruan Qiuping raised his head abruptly, looking expectant: "Six years old."
Xia Fushui's magic was the most powerful. Almost in an instant, Ruan Qiuping changed into a sixty-year-old. Xia Fushui said, "I cast this transformation spell on you. With your level of skill, it will be difficult to maintain it after you descend to the mortal world. So don't use other spells. If you use other spells, this aging spell will be broken."
Ruan Qiu nodded and said excitedly, "Thank you, Mom!"
With this aged face, he walked slowly and without using any spells. Ruan Qiuping made his way to Guanchen Gate with great difficulty. He was almost stopped by the staff, and after much persuasion, he was finally allowed to descend to the mortal world in this appearance.
All in all, Ruan Qiuping put a lot of effort into making himself look like an old man.
But seeing Yu Huan hugging him tightly, Ruan Qiuping felt that it was all worth it.
Time is still passing, but the difference is that—
It turned out that the only person who grew older year after year was Yu Huan.
But now, it has become a pair.
When Yu Huan was seventy-five years old, the elderly Ruan Qiuping could only walk tremblingly and had to rely on Yu Huan for support.
Yu Huan was leaning on a cane, and Ruan Qiuping was supporting Yu Huan. The two of them staggered on the way home. The setting sun stretched the two people's shadows very long, like a quiet painting.
When Yu Huan was 77 years old, his physical condition no longer allowed him to use prosthetic limbs, and he had to use a wheelchair to go out. Although the elderly Ruan Qiuping still walked shakily, he pushed Yu Huan's wheelchair more steadily.
Ruan Qiuping pushed Yu Huan and went fishing by the river. Ruan Qiuping felt sleepy while fishing and fell asleep with his head resting on Yu Huan's right leg.
The wind blew the reeds by the river, and the sunset spread over the vast lake.
In the flowing light and scenery, seventy-seven-year-old Yu Huan leaned over, smiled and gave a light kiss on the cheek of seventy-seven-year-old Ruan Qiuping.
It was just like that summer when I was seventeen years old, when I was sitting at the desk, my heart was beating so fast that I secretly kissed the person I loved.
When Yu Huan was eighty-six years old, he was lying on a hospital bed with a ventilator. He was always asleep and sometimes awake, but he endured many days here.
The doctor said that his physical condition was not good, but for some reason, the patient always insisted on holding on.
Ruan Qiuping pushed the door open in a panic. He was eight or six years old and was leaning on a cane. He almost fell down when he entered the room, but he walked in front of Yu Huan tremblingly.
Ruan Qiuping stopped beside Yu Huan and called out with a trembling voice, "Yu Huan."
Due to old age and sadness, his voice became increasingly hoarse at this moment, and even Ruan Qiuping himself could not distinguish his own voice.
But Yu Huan, who had slept for a long time, slowly opened his eyes at this moment.
His hair was completely white, but his eyes were not as cloudy as those of ordinary old people, but still as clear as water.
When he saw Ruan Qiuping, a smile appeared in his eyes. He seemed to want to raise his arm, but he didn't, only moved his fingers.
He looked at Ruan Qiuping, who seemed to be in much better spirits. He smiled and said, "... Ruan Ruan, I've been waiting for you."
Ruan Qiuping took out the good luck charm, placed it in Yu Huan's palm, and then interlocked his fingers with his: "I'm too late."
"It's not too late." Yu Huan said, "Ruan Ruan appears once a year. As long as she comes at any time of the year, it's not too late."
… These are the words he has spoken since he was seven years old.
Yu Huan started waiting for him when she was fifteen years old. Now she is eighty-six years old and has waited for him for eighty-one years.
Ruan Qiuping even felt that her breathing was trembling, and she couldn't help crying as soon as she opened her mouth.
At this moment, Yu Huan suddenly started coughing again.
Yu Huan couldn't stop coughing and his whole face turned red.
Ruan Qiuping reached out his hand in a panic and used healing magic to treat him.
After using up his last bit of strength, Yu Huan finally stopped coughing, and Ruan Qiuping's transformation technique could no longer hold up and shattered. A burst of silver light brought him back to his eighty-six-year-old appearance, and he turned back into the young man in his early twenties.
Without the wrinkles to cover his eyes, the redness of his eyes became more obvious, as if he was about to cry in the next second.
Yu Huan looked at Ruan Qiuping like this with a dazed look, as if they had both returned to their youth.
"Ruan Ruan has become younger." Yu Huan said softly.
Ruan Qiuping then realized that the aging spell on his body did not last until the end. He touched his cheek with an anxious look, as if he wanted to cast the spell again to make himself old again.
But he had just used magic to heal Yu Huan, and he no longer had the energy to use the aging technique, which he had not learned well.
Looking at Ruan Qiuping's panicked look, Yu Huan sighed softly in his heart.
At first, he, Yu Huan, was the only one who cared about the age difference.
Because he is getting older, and because his lover is forever young, he always feels powerless and painful as he sees the age gap between them getting wider and wider.
But when did it start that she became more afraid of Yu Huan's aging, and even more afraid of herself becoming younger and turning into Ruan Qiuping.
His name, Ruan Ruan, was originally a young man who was always in his early 20s. However, in order to take into account his self-esteem as a mortal, he would make himself look like an old man before descending to the earth every day.
"It's okay, Ruan Ruan." Yu Huan held his hand, his voice becoming slower and slower, "... It's fine for you to be like this. I haven't seen your original appearance for a long time."
After a while, Yu Huan said softly, "Don't cry, Ruan Ruan."
"I didn't cry." Ruan Qiuping wiped away her tears.
"Ruan Ruan, please." Yu Huan was having more and more difficulty speaking, "I will soon... become ugly, I don't want to... don't want to scare Ruan Ruan."
Ruan Qiuping held Yu Huan's hand tightly and said in a hoarse voice: "I don't want to die, I want to stay with you."
Yu Huan smiled faintly, but it seemed that he even had difficulty opening his eyes: "Then Ruan Ruan... I'll take a nap... maybe I'll have a good dream, Ruan Ruan, don't wake me up."
"...Okay." Ruan Qiuping said in a trembling voice.
Yu Huan closed his eyes and fell asleep, holding Ruan Qiuping's hand.
When he fell asleep, there was still a faint smile on his lips.
It seems like it's real, I'm having a sweet dream.
But he never woke up again.
Yu Huan weakly let go of Ruan Qiuping's hand, and the heartbeat on the bedside machine became flat.
The air became very quiet.
Ruan Qiuping stubbornly held Yu Huan's hand again, but Yu Huan let him go again.
A cold feeling, like something like a storm, instantly swept through his heart, and he felt a sudden pain as if his heart was being uprooted.
… It’s okay.
Ruan Qiuping said to himself.
Yu Huan didn't really die, he just went through a calamity.
Yu Huan was back home. From now on, I no longer had to work so hard and no longer had to wait for him year after year.
Yu Huan was going to be deified soon, and would become a truly auspicious god. He should be happy for Yu Huan.
Ruan Qiuping kept admonishing himself like this over and over again.
But he just pressed Yu Huan's cold hand against his forehead and burst into tears.