The average age of the immortals who have experienced tribulations in the history of Heaven is over 4,000 years old, with the youngest being just over 1,000 years old and the oldest being over 10,000 years old.
In the long life of these people, which lasts for more than a thousand years, a hundred years of tribulation cannot be considered long. Moreover, most immortals who have experienced tribulation can only survive a hundred years, and most of them are sent from the mortal world to heaven in fifty or sixty years.
For them who have lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, the experiences of fifty or sixty years are like a dream, a journey, or a role-playing game.
When you wake up from the dream, everything returns to its original place, leaving only a few sighs.
But Yu Huan was the youngest person to be deified in heaven. His life span as a god was only 221 years, but he had been a mortal for 86 years.
Not to mention that when he was a god, everything went smoothly for him, and his life became very monotonous, with only one day for a hundred years, and it was difficult to leave any memories.
And of the eighty-six years he had been mortal, eighty-one of them had been spent waiting for the same person to come, waiting to make his life full of hope, and each year's meeting was like a new color appearing on the canvas.
One is a solid color background picture with monotonous colors that depicts 221 years.
One is a brilliant oil painting that took eighty-six years to complete but was given a touch of brilliant colors.
There are two kinds of life in front of you, making it difficult to tell which is more important.
So much so that when Yu Huan recovered all his memories, he was almost in a trance for a moment.
Zhuang Zhou didn’t know whether he dreamed of becoming a butterfly or the butterfly dreamed of becoming Zhuang Zhou. Yu Huan also didn’t know whether he, as a deity, had recovered his memories of his mortal days or whether the human Yu Huan realized that he was a deity after his death.
But one thing is certain -
He wants to see Ruan Ruan now, very much.
It was as if the god who had kept his secret love in his heart for more than ten years finally got what he wanted, and truly felt that they had once had a beautiful love. It was like an old puzzle, and finally found the missing fragments.
It seems that the mortal who would rather be a lonely ghost than see his lover again finally got his wish. It is like a traveler who thought his story would end in death, but unexpectedly he was resurrected, turned around, and stepped onto a smooth road again, continuing his sunny chapter.
His heart began to beat violently.
His whole body was emitting heat due to excitement, and the blood was boiling under his skin. The corners of his lips were raised, and his eyes were bright. He didn't care about relieving the discomfort after the fusion of memories, so he jumped out of bed and ran out, looking for Ruan Qiuping all over the world.
Yu Huan went to Ruan's house and found out that he and Ruan Ruan had already been married.
Yu Huan went to find Jing Yang, and found that Ruan Ruan had been guarding his bedside for nearly three months, and only occasionally went to Yao Xian to get some incense and medicine so that she could take better care of him.
Yu Huan went to find the Medicine Fairy and found that Ruan Ruan might be helping him pick Blood Cloud Plums at Duan Qingshan.
Yu Huan ran to the foot of Duanqing Mountain, next to the Blood Cloud Plum, and asked Ruan Ruan, "What are you doing?"
"I want to cast a spell to capture the beautiful scenery in time and space, so that my lover can also see the beautiful scenery."
Ruan Ruan called him her lover.
Yu Huan's mind was not free of distractions on the way here.
In the process of his memories in the mortal world and his memories in heaven merging with each other, there were some minor details that didn't match up.
When he was going through tribulations in the mortal world, he almost coaxed and tricked Ruan Ruan into marrying him. He knew in his heart that Ruan Ruan wanted to be his relative and friend more than a lover, and wanted to see him grow old with another person, happy and healthy, but he forced Ruan Ruan to be his lover and lover.
But in the end, I couldn't force it.
When Yu Huan was dying, he actually wanted to say "I love you" to his Ruan Ruan.
But he was afraid that his last words would add burden to Ruan Ruanping, and he forced Ruan Ruan to say against her will, "I love you, too."
After thinking about it, he shut up, hid his deepest warning deep in his heart, and took it to the grave.
He didn't want to embarrass Ruan Ruan, nor did he want to make Ruan Ruan feel guilty.
However, Ruan Ruan, the one he waited all his life for but never received the reply that she loved him, the one who once whispered softly in her dreams after falling asleep beside his pillow, hoping that he, Yu Huan, could build a happy family, the one who once smiled contentedly in her sleep and said, "Yu Huan, your daughter is so cute," Ruan Ruan... But she chased away the girl who asked for her phone number in a coffee shop in the human world, put an engagement ring on his finger, declared her sovereignty, rejected other people's covetousness, and told him in a sincere tone, "You thought I didn't love you, it was all just a misunderstanding." "I'm just not good at expressing my emotions."
He thought Ruan Ruan, who would never love him, looked into his eyes and said to him.
"You have to believe that I love you."
The human will is a very strange thing.
It can be as solid as a rock or as dispersed as smoke.
At this moment, the idea that was once as solid as a rock also dissipated like smoke.
Maybe those whispers in dreams don’t mean anything.
Maybe Ruan Ruan gradually fell in love with him later.
But no matter what, Ruan Ruan loves him.
Yu Huan hugged his Ruan Ruan gently, calling his name again and again.
But I was repeating it silently over and over again in my heart.
He loves me.
He loves me.
He loves me.
Ecstatic, incredulous, finally settled, satisfied.
In his heart, he desperately wanted to believe Ruan Ruan's words that she loved him, and no amount of reason or imagination could change his will at this moment.
He was possessed.
I wish I could blind myself and try to catch the happiness that is within my reach.
No matter whether it is true or false.
After the hug came the kiss, from forehead to cheek, from nose tip to lips. The kiss became passionate and uncontrollable. They hugged each other tightly, like a pair of magnets, or a ball of plasticine that had merged into one.
Ruan Qiuping felt his lips were numb from being kissed, and all the air in his brain was taken away, so that he could not think. The heat emanating from his body almost melted the ice and snow under his feet.
Every step of the attack resulted in a staggering retreat, and before they knew it, they both fell on the snow, hugging each other. The thick, soft snow gently lifted their bodies, without any bumps or collisions. The sloping hillside only allowed them to roll down gently, hugging each other. Their hair and clothes were all covered with a layer of fluffy snow, but no one cared. The intense kiss slowly subsided, and their noses touched each other's noses, and light kisses were imprinted on the curved corners of their lips, without any shame or embarrassment. They looked into each other's eyes, but couldn't help laughing together.
"Yu Huan." Ruan Qiuping smiled and reached out to pat the thick layer of snow on Yu Huan's head, "You're almost a snowman!"
"Ruan Ruan too." Yu Huan buried his head in the crook of Ruan Qiuping's neck and said with a smile.
The exposed skin all over his body was frozen by the snow, but on his neck he could feel someone's hot breath, which seemed to melt the frozen blood, and his limbs involuntarily became weaker.
"Okay, if we keep lying on the bed, the snow will bury us." Ruan Qiuping smiled and pushed Yu Huan, then pulled him up from the bed.
The moment Yu Huan stood up, he stumbled and nearly fell, but was caught by Ruan Qiuping.
"What happened?" Ruan Qiuping asked, "Is your leg injured? Why do you walk so strangely?"
"No." Yu Huan looked down at his right leg, a bright smile on his face, "It's just that sometimes, when I forget to take the exam, I also forget that I can still walk normally."
Yu Huan couldn't help but stretch out his arms and hug Ruan Qiuping: "Ruan Ruan... That's great."
Very good.
Because I am healthy, because I am a fairy, because you love me, because we can never be separated.
Ruan Qiuping also hugged Yu Huan tightly and said with a smile, "That's great."
The snow in the sky was getting heavier. When the two were about to leave, Ruan Qiuping turned his head and glanced at the flaming red Blood Cloud Merlin: "Originally, I was worried that I wouldn't be able to learn the Time and Space Storage Technique and wouldn't be able to let you enjoy the beautiful scenery. Now you don't have to worry about that."
Yu Huan glanced at the Blood Cloud Merlin, then looked into Ruan Qiuping's eyes: "Ruan Ruan, do you want me to teach you how to use the Space-Time Collection Technique?"
"Okay." Ruan Qiuping's eyes lit up. "Then next time I see a beautiful view, I can use magic to let you see it too."
Yu Huan laughed: "Ruan Ruan wants to learn magic, just to let me see the beautiful scenery?"
"Why not?" Ruan Qiuping said without hesitation, "I like you, and I want to dedicate all the beautiful scenery I have seen in my life to you."
Yu Huan's ears suddenly turned red.
He couldn't help but move closer and kiss Ruan Qiuping's lips like a fascination.
…
All in all, Yu Huan’s teaching of Ruan Qiuping the art of time and space storage was quite inefficient.
From early morning to evening, Ruan Qiuping did not learn magic very well, but the kissing skills of both of them improved a lot.
This shows that Lord Jishen, the omnipotent and favored son of heaven, really has no talent for teaching.
When Ruan Qiuping learned the time and space storage technique, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.
"Yu Huan, are you really determined to continue to be an assistant teacher at Siming Academy and become a teacher in the future?"
Yu Huan took Ruan Qiuping's hand and walked towards home: "I can't always be an assistant teacher. When you and I move into the Jishen Mansion assigned by the Heavenly Palace, it will be time for me to perform my duties as a god and spread blessings in the human world."
Ruan Qiuping asked: "Do you have to descend to the mortal world every day?"
Yu Huan thought about it, then shook his head and said, "It should not be necessary to descend to the mortal world every day. Most matters can be predicted in the Fanji Pavilion that is connected to the human world."
Ruan Qiuping nodded: "That's great, the Fanji Pavilion is very big, and no outsiders are allowed to enter. You will definitely like it there."
Yu Huan turned to look at Ruan Qiuping: "What about Ruan Ruan? If you have completed enough credits and graduated, will you also go to the Fanji Pavilion to work?"
Ruan Qiuping smiled and said: "I am a hedonist who enjoys life in the present moment and does not care about the future."
The terrain down the mountain is steeper.
As soon as Ruan Qiuping finished speaking, he stepped on an uneven surface and almost sprained his ankle. Fortunately, he used his hand to hold on to the rock beside him.
"The stone is so cold." Ruan Qiuping quickly withdrew his hand.
Yu Huan touched it lightly with his fingertips and smiled, "It's really cool."
Just as the two turned around and prepared to continue walking, they suddenly heard the sound of something breaking through the ground behind them.
Ruan Qiuping turned around and saw that love fruits were growing out from the rock. They soon occupied the entire mountain wall and looked endless.
Suddenly, a patch of red appeared in Cangxiao's sight, spreading rapidly like a wildfire.
Almost burns the eyes.
"So it's the Lover's Fruit." Yu Huan turned around and looked at Ruan Qiuping and smiled, "Ruan Ruan and I just touched the rock together, so this is the Lover's Fruit that we both share."
Ruan Qiuping blinked his eyes and said with a carefree smile: "Among those love fruits, a small half must be yours, and the majority is mine. The last time I came to pick love fruits, there were not much fewer than now."
Yu Huan hugged Ruan Qiuping, closed his eyes, and kissed her with a smile.
Ruan Qiuping was not particularly serious in the kiss. He opened his eyes, stretched out his hand, and kissed quietly, touching the rock again.
Nothing has changed.
He responded to Yu Huan's kiss, and his finger moved slightly, touching a bright red love fruit beside the rock.
The lover's fruit gradually turned gray in his palm, and hung its head in despair, lifeless.
Ruan Qiuping's eyes dimmed. He pulled out the faded love fruit by its roots and crushed it into powder in his palm.
After doing all this, he slowly closed his eyes, stretched out his hands and tightly embraced Yu Huan's neck, and kissed him seriously, his expression focused and affectionate.