Li Chengfeng's words sounded low in the quiet night, but to Yuehan, it was like a bolt of lightning that almost scared her out of her wits!
Was he not asleep?
Could it be that her intentions had been discovered by him?
In the time she spent with Li Chengfeng, Li Chengfeng's abilities did not impress her, but she respected him from the bottom of her heart.
Over the past hundred years, Yuehan had seen, interacted with, and even killed all sorts of outstanding men. Among them were wise kings, invincible generals, wise and farsighted strategists, and crazy murderers. However, as the one and only Demon King, and as a top-notch illusionist, Yuehan could see the limits of each of their futures with a single glance. She could even predict each of their next moves.
The mysteries of the world came from the unknown, and so did the fear of the world.
It was because of this unknown that humans were filled with reverence for things they could not see.
However, once they saw everything clearly, the sense of mystery and reverence would recede like a receding tide. They would curiously study the originally mysterious unknown.
When the unknown became known, people would no longer revere it, especially when they realised they could challenge it, defeat it, or even be weaker than themselves. Fear would turn into contempt, and reverence would turn into a desire to conquer.
Li Chengfeng was different. Yuehan could not see through his past, nor could she see through his future. Even though she now knew of his past life, she still did not know where his limit was!
Golden Immortal?
No, Yuehan had a feeling that this was not the end of Li Chengfeng's fate.
What terrified her the most was that she was standing so close to Li Chengfeng. As an illusionist, close combat was definitely not her forte, especially after witnessing Li Chengfeng defeat opponents stronger than him time and time again. His miraculous abilities and wild imagination, coupled with his tenacity and fearless fighting spirit, filled her with awe. Because his fighting style was unpredictable!
Yuehan had seen all sorts of spells and was familiar with the fighting styles of various sects. However, Li Chengfeng's fighting style was unimaginable. She could not predict where he would attack or how he would defeat his opponent!
Yuehan knew that if she fought Li Chengfeng at this distance, he would definitely win.
Yuehan stood rooted to the ground, not daring to move. Her hand holding the dagger trembled slightly.
Li Chengfeng turned around, his eyes shining brightly in the night. It was as if he could see through her heart.
"You … you're not asleep?" Yuehan's palms were covered in cold sweat as she forced a smile.
Li Chengfeng waved at her, gesturing for her to come over. Yuehan froze on the spot, struggling to decide if she should go over or not.
Was he trying to trick her into going over so he could attack and kill her?
Yuehan subconsciously thought that Li Chengfeng must have realised her intentions and wanted to strike first.
However, after he waved at her, he rubbed his temples and smiled bitterly. "It's the same as last time, I keep having nightmares. The moment I close my eyes, I see the Earl's Villa, the terrifying Treant, the Xi Mengcai, and the endless zombies in my dreams …"
She heaved a sigh of relief and slipped the dagger into her sleeves. She gently sat by Li Chengfeng's bedside but her body was still tense.
Li Chengfeng did not seem to notice this at all. He said in a low voice, "... and Senior Brother Qin, Tianjun, Blockhead and the rest.
The way they died flashed before my eyes like a lantern. As soon as I close my eyes, these scenes will flash before my eyes … "
For some reason, Yuehan's heart ached when she saw his pale face and pale lips. She instinctively took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the sweat off his forehead.
Li Chengfeng grabbed her hand. Yuehan's body tensed like a taut bowstring, as if it would snap in the next second.
He took the silk handkerchief from Yuehan's hand and gently wiped her sweat. He smiled and said, "You're sweating more than me. Did you have a nightmare like me?"
Yuehan forced a smile and nodded instinctively.
Li Chengfeng wrapped his arms around her and let her lie on her side. He hugged her and whispered, "Then I'll hum a song for you. Maybe you won't have nightmares when you fall asleep."
Li Chengfeng tucked her in and patted her back like he was coaxing a child. He hummed the song she used to hum to him.
Yuehan shuddered when she heard this. The soft and melodious Wuzhou song was already very moving. Now that he was humming it in the middle of the night, it was even more heartbreaking, bringing back memories from deep within Yuehan's memories.
She suddenly remembered that night when she hugged this man and hummed softly. He curled up in her arms like a child and asked her softly, "Can you hum to me every day?"
She replied gently, "Tiantian?"
He stared at her as if she was the only person left in the world. "Yes, Tiantian!"
At that time, she couldn't help but smile sweetly, "When will Tiantian stop?"
He was unusually serious. "Forever!"
She smiled. Her eyes were red and filled with tears. She nodded hard and said, "Yes, always, always!"
When one was young and hot-blooded, it was easy for one to make a promise that would last forever when the seas ran dry and the rocks crumbled.
But every pair of lovers who were passionately in love would believe these words of love without a doubt. Because at that moment, when they looked at each other, their souls would lean against each other. In this warmth, they would feel eternity, a brief eternity.
But Yuehan did not expect that this short eternity would be so short!
She began to hate herself for thinking about the past.
If a person could learn to forget, how blissful would that be?
But the more Li Chengfeng snorted, the more memories of their time together gushed out of her mind.
…
Li Chengfeng said, "If you can light a fire, I'll eat this fish raw!"
She took out two flints and struck them with a 'kacha' sound. Two sparks flew into the pile of dried grass and withered vines. Using her body as a cover, she pointed her finger. In just a moment, black smoke came out from the pile of dried grass, and the flames leapt up with a buzz.
Li Chengfeng's jaw dropped. "..."
Yuehan's expression was one of relief. She looked at him in satisfaction. Eat raw fish, eat raw fish!!
I'm so angry, I'm so angry!
Li Chengfeng glared at her. "What are you looking at? Roast fish for me, I want to eat roast fish!"
She opened her mouth wide and froze on the spot. "Huh?"
He raged, "What are you talking about? Haven't you seen a shameless Young Master before?"
She shook her head. "Nope!"
Li Chengfeng looked at her in disdain. "Look at how ignorant you are!"
…
In the deep pond, the black fish swarmed towards him like a black whirlpool. He pushed her out of the water and gave her a chance to live, but he almost died in the fish's stomach.
She could still clearly remember the countless small black fishes biting into his thighs. Both his legs were a bloody mess, the flesh on his calf bones almost completely chewed off!
Recalling this scene, Yuehan felt a sharp pain in her chest. Her eyes felt sour, and her nose felt dry!
…
"The rabbit is so cute, how can you eat it?!"
"We'll have braised rabbit meat later. Eat it if you like, scram if you don't!"
"Quick, it's going to run!"
…
"Young Master, why don't you write a poem about this?"
"No doors, no windows, no tiles, a broken house, a broken fence.
Where do you expect me to find the mood to write a poem? "
"Young Master, this is a good poem!
No doors, no windows, no tiles, a broken house, a broken fence.
With the sun, moon, and stars above my head, my home is at peace.
Young Master, did I do a good job? "
"Not bad, you're still a descendant of the Literati Star. Even after so many generations, you've still inherited your talent. Not bad, not bad!
Alright, since you did so well, I'll leave this place to you! "
"Huh?!"
…
Scene after scene flashed through Yuehan's mind. There was laughter and anger, playful banter, bloody battles, and fighting side by side. It had only been less than two months, but it felt like it had been a lifetime since they got to know each other.
She didn't feel much from their daily interactions, but at this moment, she felt that the pain was so deep that it pierced through her heart and into her bones.
"Why are you crying?" asked Li Chengfeng when he felt the warmth on his hand.
Yuehan wiped her tears. She couldn't tell if it was from pain, guilt, or struggle. She choked on her tears and found an excuse, "I … I miss home …"
He gently stroked her hair and said gently, "I'll go with you sometime."
She shook her head and subconsciously snuggled into his embrace, crying, "Home … is gone a long time ago!"
He sighed softly, his tone even gentler. "No, you do!
Wherever you are, I am, that's where home is!
Isn't that right? "