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My tears instantly streamed down my face as Luo Dachun and I faced each other in silence, two lines of hot tears flowing down our cheeks without a sound. We held hands, gazing into each other's tear-filled eyes.
Today, I have come to understand many things, these thoughts swirling in my heart, causing me both pain and turmoil. In a person's life, one inevitably encounters various extremely difficult situations. Some people, perhaps, are truly unfortunate; they are born into this world as if to test the limits of human suffering.
I consider myself lucky. In my short twenty years, I have not faced any major setbacks. However, my field of study constantly exposes me to the greatest evils and misfortunes of humanity. I witness the tears of the elderly bidding farewell to the young, and I see loved ones faint beside the deceased. I know that in such moments, words of comfort may be powerless, but it is essential for someone to stand silently behind them, using all their love and prayers to slowly heal their broken hearts.
In mythology, the Guardian of Eden and the Tree of Life, Ambassador Raphael, is the god of healing. Even without doing anything, just by breathing, he can heal all wounds of the world. Every time I witness misfortune, I find myself wishing that Ambassador Raphael could frequently descend upon our world.
But later I realized that Ambassador Raphael is often present among us; he simply attaches himself quietly to others. When fate leads you through hardships, it often does not allow you to fall into complete despair. In those times, Ambassador Raphael transforms into a person and appears behind you, warming you with his calm breath and helping you become strong again.
Luo Dachun's short life was indeed filled with pain; however, he had once been surrounded by a loving grandfather. The Guardian of Snowfall Villa and the God of Justice at Mirror Gate both sacrificed their lives for his future. He had friends who remained steadfast in times of crisis and a devoted girl who was willing to give her youth for his happiness, even if it meant he would never know.
Though there is regret and pain, this brief life of over twenty years has been more fulfilling than anything else. How could one not cherish it?
They are all gone now, Brother Luo. From now on, Qiu and I will be your Ambassadors. One day, I will grow a pair of large wings that can spread wide to protect you, just as you have always protected us.
I made this silent vow to myself.
We remained silent for a long time until Luo Dachun slowly withdrew his hand and lifted my chin, gently wiping away my tears with his fingers.
He gazed at me quietly, inch by inch—from head to toe and then back again. He gently gathered my long hair, letting it slip through his fingers before taking my hand in his palm, staring at the slender fingers and pointed nails that once belonged to "her."
A drop of scalding tear fell onto the back of my hand with a soft "plop," causing my heart to spasm violently.
"I beg you... promise me..." I choked out. "Live well. Just look at what she wished for you; her only desire was for you to live well..."
...
"Isn't even this... enough to satisfy her?"
Luo Dachun took a deep breath, his pale and handsome face looking so haggard. He reached out his hands and gently cradled my face.
I had a strong feeling that in this moment, his gaze, filled with affection and pain, pierced directly through my soul. The person he saw was not me; in his eyes, it was her. His gaze stripped me away from this shell of a body.
He slowly bent down, his lips trembling slightly as they softly touched mine, lingering for what felt like an eternity.
That was a kiss meant for her, conveying endless love to the one who was no longer here. This kiss carried no desire; it was as pure and cold as snowflakes dancing in winter. I was within her body, yet I felt no offense. For this kiss evoked only boundless sorrow.
I had seen such a scene before, at a memorial service where the widow, having cried all her tears dry, pressed her last kiss on the lips of the deceased. It contained the endless grief and regret of eternal separation, and what followed was a long farewell to endure.
“Ying Ying, you don’t understand…” He pulled away from my lips and gently stroked my long hair with a hoarse voice. “Why can’t you see that dying is so easy, but living is so hard…”
Luo Dachun shivered suddenly, but his gaze withdrew abruptly. He glanced back at the broken roof behind him and raised his hand to wipe away the tears on his face.
“Zhenzhen, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have been distant with you. Only now do I realize what kindness you’ve shown me this past year. Thank you.”
I didn’t want his thanks; I only wanted one thing from him.
“Promise me.” Those were the only three words I could say firmly.
He nodded slowly and said, “I’ll do my best. Qiu Yuan is a good man; cherish him and take care of yourself.”
With that, he suddenly vanished before my eyes.
I was left stunned. Was he really leaving just like that? Had he promised me or not? Moreover, Luo Dachun had always been quite the gentleman; even if he was under heavy emotional strain now, he wouldn’t just abandon me in this desolate courtyard without caring about my well-being.
As I stood there feeling lost, suddenly a pair of hands reached around from behind me, gently enveloping me. It was startlingly ghostly; those hands crossed in front before finally resting on my chest.
They were large hands—clearly belonging to a man—what a lewd move!
I didn't say a word, concentrating all my strength. Suddenly, with a speed that could catch anyone off guard, I executed a swift kick aimed directly at the enemy's most vulnerable spot.
The enemy was startled, letting out a gasp as my back suddenly felt lighter. In an instant, their hands had shifted from pressing against my chest to gripping my shoulders, and long black hair cascaded down from above, showering me with strands.
The long hair carried a faint scent of soap, fresh and pleasant. How familiar and enticing this fragrance was! A sudden alarm rang in my heart as I realized something was amiss.
I looked up and, sure enough, it was my idol hanging above me, one foot hooked onto a branch, his head nearly touching mine. His long hair fell messily over me.
"You... what are you doing here?"
With a dark expression, he gracefully descended from the tree, his movements exquisite and captivating. Oh my God, he truly lived up to being my idol; everything about him was perfect!
"Zhenzhen, we aren't even married yet, and you're already plotting against your husband? Let me tell you, even if you kick me to pieces, I won't let you go. You might as well prepare to live as a widow for the rest of your life!"
"What... what are you talking about?" I understood the deeper meaning behind his words, and my face flushed bright red all the way to my neck. However, I did act recklessly, which made me feel quite guilty.
Nie Qiuyuan suddenly pulled me into his arms tightly.
He held me so close that I nearly couldn't breathe. I thought it would be necessary to have a serious talk with him about this later; he was a martial arts master while I was just a delicate girl—couldn't he use a bit less force?
"Cough... Aren't you supposed to be at work?" I asked breathlessly.
But he squeezed me for a moment in frustration before letting out a long sigh and burying his face into the strands of my hair at my neck.
"I'm so mad! What am I going to do with you..."
I didn't have time to pay attention to his nonsensical response because my own anger flared up. Mad at me? Can you blame me for this? I had just exhausted myself; this was truly heartbreaking!
Suddenly, I shivered. Wait, did he see what just happened? Oh no, this could be serious; I needed to explain myself immediately.
But before I could say anything, Qiu had already started rambling in my ear.
"Ye Zhenzhen, I went out of my way to handle things, and all I could think about was you. In the end, I couldn't help but run out halfway just to see you and talk to you. Ye Zhenzhen, if you're going out, just go! Why show me an empty room with a locked door?!"
Oh my gosh, so that's what this was about. I had completely forgotten. This wasn't my doing; it was Luo Dachun's!
"Do you know how panicked I was at that moment? For an instant, my mind went blank. It felt like there was nothing left, nothing I could do or think about. Everything turned into fear, and all that remained in my heart was fear!"
I didn't expect him to be so blunt and say such pathetic things, so I was left speechless. He continued bitterly, "Ye Zhenzhen, I thought you were gone! Our wedding date is approaching, and this is the time when people's hearts are most prone to change. That's why I want to keep my eyes on you every moment. If you go missing here, I can search for you to the ends of the earth. But if you return to your world, where would I go to find you?"
So he really cared about me that much.
A gentle and sweet feeling slowly surged from the depths of my heart, healing the cracks that had formed due to what had just happened. It turned out that the Ambassador was right by my side; he had never held back in healing me and always brought me immense happiness.
"Zhenzhen..."
When I came back to my senses, somehow I found myself in his arms again.
"Mm?"
"I really wish I could marry you right at this moment so you wouldn't scare me anymore."
"...Actually, marriage doesn't mean much."
"It means a little more. Hey, what are you doing? Are you still thinking of running away?"
"I never said I wanted to run away! It's just your paranoia..."
And then came a long sweet kiss that we had to skip over many words for.
"Ugh, the Ambassador can't breathe, the Ambassador is gasping for air, the Ambassador is going to suffocate!"
"Zhenzhen..."
"..."
As I struggled to catch my breath, a warm smile appeared on the face of the man I admired.
"Thank you, Jin. What you've done is something I've never been able to achieve. You're truly amazing!"
Hearing such modern words from an ancient figure felt completely natural to me. Hmm, what he meant was that Luo Dachun would be safe, right? They had known each other for many years, so if he said that, it must mean everything would be alright.
I nestled closer to him.
"Are you off work now? Is your task finished?"
"I'm done!" he declared angrily. "Whoever wants to work can go ahead; from this moment on, I'm watching you until you become my new Wife."
Ah, this feels like a vibrant spring! Perhaps everything is quietly moving in a better direction.
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