Su Zui's steps suddenly stopped, and his body froze on the spot.
He hadn't seen her for three months, and the little girl he had been thinking about day and night stood quietly not far away.
Her eyes and brows were still delicate and lively, but the vivacity and brightness of the past had faded, replaced by a lingering weariness and paleness.
Her eyes, which were usually full of smiles, were now misty and wet as she looked at him.
Su Zui's heart skipped a beat. He saw countless grievances and longing hidden in her eyes.
The sunlight fell on Ning Rongrong's pink hair and dress, gentle and dazzling, yet it made her slender figure appear even more pitiful.
Although Su Zui's appearance had changed drastically, even to the point of being unrecognizable, Ning Rongrong knew in her heart that it was her Xiao Zui, her beloved Xiao Zui.
When we met again, my heart recognized you even faster than my eyes.
The two stood facing each other, about ten steps apart.
One second, two seconds, three seconds.
After a deathly silence, Ning Rongrong's tears, which had been accumulating in her eyes for a long time, finally rolled down her cheeks without warning.
The next moment, she no longer cared about any restraint or dignity, nor did she care about the gazes around her.
She suddenly sped up and ran towards the figure she had been longing for day and night.
She took two steps at a time, and in just a few breaths, she rushed to Su Zui's side.
Before Su Zui could speak, she stretched out her arms and threw herself into his embrace.
She clung tightly to Su Zui's waist, buried her face in his chest, and burst into loud sobs.
"Xiao Zui! You're finally back! I thought... I thought... Waaaaah..."
Feeling wronged, overjoyed, fearful, and longing.
All these emotions intertwined, transforming into sobs and cries.
She really suffered a lot during those three months.
She cried alone countless times in the dead of night, afraid that he would really never come back.
Su Zui's body stiffened slightly, then slowly relaxed. He raised his hand and gently embraced the frail girl in his arms, his eyes filled with heartache and guilt.
He could clearly feel the trembling of the person in his arms, hear her suppressed sobs, and feel the slight trembling on her shoulders.
"I'm back."
Su Zui lowered her head, her voice gentle yet hoarse.
"Rongrong, I'm back. Sorry to keep you waiting."
There were no flowery words, no grand declarations.
This single sentence is worth a thousand words.
I'm back. I kept my promise. I'm safely back by your side.
Not far away, Yu Tianheng, Dugu Yan, and their group stood quietly, no one uttering a sound to disturb this rare reunion.
As Dugu Yan gazed at the two embracing, a bittersweet feeling welled up in her heart once more, yet she also felt a genuine sense of blessing.
It turns out that true affection cannot be hidden.
This is a reunion that we would travel across mountains and seas, and even face life and death, to achieve.
Flender and Zhao Wuji also had tears in their eyes. Seeing the two children who loved each other reunited, they were more excited than anyone else.
Sky Dream Ice Silkworm lay contentedly in Su Zui's Spiritual Sea.
True love will prevail in the end.
The sunlight was perfect, falling on the two embracing figures, tender and affectionate. The wind rustled through the treetops, dispelling all the pain of separation.
After three months of wandering, endless fighting and fleeing, Su Zui finally returned to his lover's side.
Ning Rongrong cried in his arms for a long time before gradually calming down, but she still clung tightly to him.
Her two small hands gripped his clothes tightly, not daring to let go even for a moment.
She was still filled with unease, fearing that this reunion was just a fleeting dream, and that if she let go, Su Zui would disappear into the crowd again, leaving her alone.
Ning Rongrong raised her reddened eyes, her wet gaze fixed on Su Zui.
Her eyes held untold words and three months' worth of longing.
I have so much to tell you.
Ning Rongrong's voice was soft and husky, with a slight nasal tone from crying, gentle yet stubborn.
Su Zui raised her hand and gently wiped away the remaining tear stains on her cheek, her fingertips softly caressing her delicate face.
Looking at her haggard and pale face, Su Zui was overwhelmed by guilt.
He fought bloody battles and struggled to survive, still clinging to a sliver of will to live, while Ning Rongrong could only suffer day and night, unaware of his fate.
Su Zui replied softly, "Okay, I'll listen to everything. Take your time, I have plenty of time to spend with you."
Upon hearing this, Ning Rongrong gently took his wrist and led him step by step towards her attic.
Stepping into the attic, the wooden door closed softly.
With a soft click, all the noise from the outside world was completely shut out.
In the enclosed space, only the scent of the two of them remained.
The restraint and forbearance that the two had cultivated for three months completely collapsed at this moment.
Ning Rongrong could no longer suppress the surging emotions in her heart. She suddenly turned around and threw herself into Su Zui's arms, Entanglement her arms tightly around his neck.
Then, Ning Rongrong tiptoed and kissed the lips she had been longing for without hesitation.
The kiss was passionate and urgent; their lips and tongues intertwined, their minds went blank, and they fully enjoyed each other's love.
Ning Rongrong was terrified. She could only use this most genuine touch to confirm his existence and to confirm that he had really returned.
Su Zui slowly closed her eyes.
He gently raised his hand, firmly holding her lower back, pulling her tightly into his embrace, responding to her kiss tenderly yet forcefully, delicately depicting the tenderness of their long-awaited reunion.
He poured all the longing and yearning he had felt during those three months into this tender embrace.
The room was quiet and still, with only the sound of warm breaths mingling Entanglement, hair tangled and bodies leaning against each other.
At this moment, all the hardships and longing, all the day and night, were tightly crushed into this kiss.
After an unknown amount of time, the two slowly separated.
Their foreheads touched gently, their breaths quickened slightly, and their eyes were filled with deep affection and longing.
Ning Rongrong's eyes were still red, her long eyelashes trembling wetly, her voice soft and choked with sobs. "Su Zui, let's never be apart again, okay? I really... can't take it anymore."
Su Zui nodded gently and lowered his head to kiss away the newly fallen tears from the corner of her eye.
"We'll never be apart again, never to part in this lifetime."
One of them was the beloved young master of the Seven Treasure Glazed Tile Sect, and the other was the highly anticipated holy son of the Spirit Hall.
Logically speaking, they should have had a smooth and successful life, but fate always seems to have a way of playing tricks on lovers.
Just when their love was deeply rooted, fate cruelly separated them, keeping them apart for three whole months.
They were clearly a match made in heaven, destined for a perfect union, yet they were forced to endure being separated by mountains and seas.
But it was precisely this long and agonizing separation that allowed them to see each other's true feelings.
Su Zui raised his hand and gently gathered her hair, his fingertips softly caressing the ends, his heart filled with guilt.
He secretly vowed that for the rest of his life, he would withstand all storms and stay by her side, making up for all the tenderness and companionship he had missed during those three months.
Ning Rongrong nestled in Su Zui's arms, listening to his steady and powerful heartbeat. The anxiety that had been hanging over her for three whole months finally subsided completely.