"Ah..."
Feeling this embrace that had come two thousand years too late, Yu Meiren did not know what she should say.
The Overlord's back was still as broad as ever. Yu Meiren greedily savored that sense of security—sure enough, she still did not want Xiang Yu to leave.
She suddenly recalled a question Xiang Yu had asked her near the end of his life.
"Yu, do you regret it?"
Xiang Yu asked that same question by her ear once more.
"How could Yu not regret it?"
This time, her answer was completely different from before.
Last time, amidst the Chu-Han contention and that age of great strife, her answer had been, "No regrets in life or death."
But this time, she no longer wanted to deceive herself.
She wanted to remain at her Overlord's side, even though she knew that her Overlord was fated to leave.
Xiang Yu released his arms and looked at Yu Meiren with reluctance.
"But I cannot stay for long."
"Yu knows."
Yu Meiren looked at Xiang Yu as well.
She tried her utmost to suppress her grief, yet she still stared straight at Xiang Yu, unwilling to look away.
"But Yu will continue waiting."
"Yu will sincerely pray that one day, Lord Xiang Yu, you will return to Yu's side."
"Lord Xiang Yu, can you promise Yu this?"
It would be a lie to say she was content with this. People always wanted more; having felt that long-lost embrace, she would inevitably continue to crave it.
Xiang Yu looked at his beloved and could not help but smile.
Yu had become human.
"I promise you."
Xiang Yu nodded.
"But don't cause any trouble for the sake of our reunion. Otherwise, I won't appear."
Xiang Yu patted Yu Meiren's back and stood up.
"Then... Yu."
"Let