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You are like Kisaragi Hana, a boy of pure white light, standing far away as if you have delicate, transparent wings behind you, ready to take me away at any moment. You seem not of this world, more like an elf that suddenly appeared in my life. Your gaze is a deep azure blue, like the vast ocean, encompassing all the myriad forms of existence and embracing my cold heart. Your lips resemble blooming daisies, vibrant and alluring, akin to sunflowers from another world, full of life and temptation. Your hair is like a half-cut beam of moonlight, crystalline and dazzling, making me imagine the soft touch of running my fingers through it. Dressed in a pure white robe, it carries the fragrance of grass and wildflowers. As you walk by, there is an oddly enchanting scent of roses.
I am deeply captivated by you. This unfathomable and elusive boy is the most bewildering thing in my life, the most incredible surprise.
Sima Rui gazes at the boy standing on stage, a gentle smile gracing his face, as beautiful as flowers blooming in the sky today. Even after experiencing a great battle and narrowly escaping a catastrophe brought on by a suddenly appearing robed man, he remains calm and collected, peacefully cutting his own birthday cake on stage. He remembers that this type of cake only appears in stores under Jun Jin's name. He has always been so special; his thoughts and style differ from anyone in this country, which makes him even more fascinating yet troubled because he feels they are from different worlds, as if he could vanish at any moment.
Looking at him, Sima Rui feels even more distressed and pained. His mind is filled with thoughts of him alone, but now it seems there is another person in his heart. Feelings are already scarce for him, but somehow, at some point, a small hole was inadvertently dug into the tall walls of his heart, allowing emotions to seep out little by little, filled by him and her. In this world, the most important man and woman to him are intertwined in his thoughts. He finds it hard to choose between them. Even though he has imagined any connection between them, he still cannot foresee or fears knowing the truth that terrifies him. He is uncertain whether she loves him.
He was originally a man with an empty heart and little affection but has fallen for someone he shouldn’t have.
Sima Rui looks at that extraordinarily beautiful boy who seems forever young; his lips curl slightly upward despite the blood in his heart beginning to flow backward, his rugged face paling slightly from the pain within.
Little Jin, happy birthday.
Sima Rui watches him and silently mouths the most beautiful blessing.
I look at the noble man in gray robes with only his sapphire blue eyes visible and lightly say, "You’ve come." Just moments ago, it was a stone thrown by him that saved me from peril. Although I didn’t need saving.
He smiles warmly: "Yes, I have arrived. I wonder if my master likes the gift I brought?"
I lower my gaze: "Those things are too precious."
He continues to gaze at me with clear blue eyes: "But those are destined to be yours; you cannot escape them. Just like Feng Fei chose you as his master."
I chuckle lightly: "I understand." Suddenly, I mischievously smile at him (even though I know he cannot see): "Since you're here, sit down and have some cake; this one just came out of the oven. I baked it myself—layers of blueberry and chocolate; it tastes quite good."
He respectfully steps back and says solemnly: "I wish my master all health and happiness."
I know he came not only to celebrate my birthday but also to use this opportunity to remind me of something subtly. Although I am aware of it myself, I pretend to be oblivious. Inside are the seals from several small neighboring countries that he recovered for me. They carry significant weight—valuable yet immensely heavy.
The gift he gave me for my eighteenth birthday is nothing less than a nation. It is the most unforgettable present from my coming-of-age ceremony.
Those represent a responsibility—a duty I must fulfill.
He remembered the day he left Mountain Valley, drawn by Feng Fei, for no matter where he was, Feng Fei would find him. This was one of his abilities as a priest and a guardian. Before the High Priestess, he had sworn an oath to me—noble and loyal.
I smiled at this extraordinary man, one who should have faded away in the annals of history. I said lightly, "From this day forth, the Crown Prince of Yan, Murong Han, is dead. That person no longer exists in this world. And you, you are my White Tiger King, Lian. Do you accept?"
He nodded respectfully and replied, "I vow to follow my master unto death."
"Then I will prepare a gift for you. The Other Shore is known as a publishing house, but it is actually a secret organization that gathers intelligence from around the world. Under the agency of Song Kong, The Other Shore has gradually grown. You are the priest of the Maya People and the most loyal servant of Feng Fei; from now on, you shall be the master of The Other Shore, leading and gathering all the Maya People."
His sapphire blue eyes looked at me earnestly as he said solemnly, "Yes, Master."
I gazed at the dense crowd below; they held gifts of various sizes in their hands and joyfully called my name. In their gaze was a sincere fervor. My heart softened behind the veil. They were the poorest yet most grateful people.
I stood there, cutting the cake. Just as I was about to make a wish, Little Seven waved his hand, causing many cakes to be pushed down to the crowd.
I announced loudly, "Today is my eighteenth birthday, An Jin. Thank you all for coming to celebrate with me; I am deeply grateful. Today, I have prepared special cakes and wine from Jun Jin for everyone to enjoy together. Tonight, we shall not leave until we are drunk." With that, I took the newly developed "Carmine" from Little Seven and drank it all in one go.
Cheers erupted from below as many people began to announce their names and present gifts in celebration. Those gifts may not have been the most precious but were filled with sincerity and heartfelt wishes.
Just as joy filled the air, a few strange laughs suddenly rang out: "On such an interesting day, how could we Ten Monsters be absent?"
I looked up in delight to see Ten Monsters flying in from above, landing gracefully among the lanterns like dragonflies skimming over water.
"Ten Weird Uncles!" I exclaimed happily. I hadn't expected them to come. I thought Prajna Valley was too far away to notify them.
They approached me with prepared gifts and grinned widely, saying, "Little Demon, Ten Monsters have come to celebrate your birthday."
I warmly embraced them and then suddenly remembered, "Where's my master?"
Ten Monsters exchanged knowing smiles but said nothing.
I felt a twinge of disappointment but then recalled how far Sword Sage Villa was from the capital; it wouldn’t be good for him to travel such a distance. So I didn’t hold it against anyone—Old Buddy had already traveled enough for my sake.
I instructed Little Seven to bring out the green plum flower wine and the recently launched "Nine Brews of Spring" for the grand feast on stage. As we took our seats at the banquet table, large pieces of cake were served along with carefully prepared dishes.
Little Seven
With a few crisp sounds, several beautiful women dressed in Jun Jin attire gracefully emerged like fish and dragons. As the melodious music began to play, they started to dance. These were the most professional dancers under Jun Jin. There were also some beautiful women trained as singers, who had learned dignity within Jun Jin. They understood that there was no distinction between high and low in this world; what they did was not inferior to anyone else. Because they loved their profession, they stood tall and proud.
The dazzling lights and flowing sleeves created a mesmerizing beauty, and amidst the gentle music, people became enchanted, reminiscing about the beauty of the world.
Just as I was about to leave my seat, suddenly, a servant dressed in Little Seven blocked my path. Confused, I looked up at him, and he respectfully handed me a jade pendant, saying, “This is from a young master named Langya.” After speaking, he quickly stuffed the pendant into my arms and vanished.
I looked at the cool jade pendant in my hand. Upon seeing the strange patterns on it, I couldn't help but gasp. It was a high-quality jade with a blue-green hue, featuring Jade Spirit designs. The Twin Phoenixes spiraled upwards, intertwined with the Pride Dragon. This... this isn’t...?
I sighed lightly.
Life is but a dream; a solitary shadow reflects the startled swan.
The night air was cool. Cool as water.
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