As the night gets darker, the hustle and bustle on the long street dissipates with the fireworks in the sky.
In the Fusheng Pavilion Top Floor's Bedroom, after Lin Qingyang took a bath, he casually wiped his semi-dried hair with a cotton towel, lifted the quilt and lay down on the bed.
But Cang Mo, who should have squeezed in confidently, is now holding a soft pillow and sitting on Soft Couch by the window angrily. Those Amber eyes were dimly lit in the dimness, staring straight in the direction of the bed, like a large dog that was driven out of bed by a cruel Master.
Lin Qingyang glanced at him and said coolly, "Stop looking, you can sleep there tonight."
Cang Mo's jaw tightened, and his fingers holding the pillow dug at the fabric dissatisfied, muttering in a low voice, "I'm just going to sleep with you in my arms and do nothing else, can't I?"
Lin Qingyang snorted coldly, the meaning was obvious: I believe you are a ghost.
She pulled the quilt over her and turned over, giving him a ruthless back view.
There was a dull sigh from behind, followed by the sound of someone lying down.
The candles in the room were extinguished by the wind, and the room fell into silence.
Lin Qingyang thought he was tired and would fall asleep if he closed his eyes, but after lying in the dark for a long time and listening to Cang Mo's deliberately slowed breathing from Soft Couch not far away, he could not get sleepy.
Lin Qingyang sighed silently, opened his eyes in the darkness, and spoke softly, "A-Qi."
The people on Soft Couch made some noise almost instantly. "Huh?"
Lin Qingyang turned over, looked at the figure on Soft Couch with the faint moonlight coming from the window, and asked softly, "Do you want to... go back to the Clear Wind Pavilion?"
In the darkness, those Amber eyes flashed.
Half an hour later.
Hidden Market The newly built Teleportation Array shimmered in the middle of the night, white light flashed, and the two figures disappeared into Array.
Thousands of miles away, Nine Skies Sect Back Mountain.
Teleportation Array, which had been abandoned for a long time, erupted with a wave of Spiritual Power, and Lin Qingyang and Cang Mo walked out side by side. The surroundings were quiet, and the night wind blew through the forest, making a rustling sound.
Neither of them used Movement Technique, but walked up the mountain road covered with weeds step by step under the moonlight.
Five years have passed, enough to make the former Xianjia resort look a bit dilapidated and desolate, but the scenes passing by are still familiar.
The two walked through the Back Mountain stream where Cang Mo used to go fishing in the water, walked past Thousand Blessings Cave where Shi Ruobai once went into seclusion, and walked past Heavenly Strategy Hall where they met for the first time. The huge sword monument on Square still stood outside the temple.
Every plant, every tree, every brick and tile, along with scenes of past events, were gradually stretched out in the silent night.
Finally, stepping on the moonlight, we arrived at the Clear Wind Pavilion.
Lin Qingyang originally thought that the courtyard would be filled with wild grass half as tall as a man and a dilapidated courtyard covered with cobwebs. But the Clear Wind Pavilion in front of him was exactly the same as in his memory.
The green bamboos in the courtyard are properly trimmed, and the leaves are swaying gently in the night wind. The stone tables and benches are clean, with no fallen leaves. There is not even a trace of moss growing on the steps.
Lin Qingyang turned his head in surprise, but Cang Mo already opened the courtyard door in a familiar manner, took his hand, walked straight to the main house, pushed the door in, and then lit up Demonic Fire on his fingertips, lighting up the familiar copper candlestick next to the desk.
The warm yellow firelight instantly filled the entire room.
Lin Qingyang stood by the door, his breathing slightly stagnant.
The room was spotless, and the placement of the screens, desks, and bookshelves were exactly the same as when he left. The bedding on the bed was evenly spread, and Soft Couch even had his favorite soft pillow on it.
There is no doubt that someone has been taking good care of this place over the years.
"You..." Lin Qingyang's throat was a little dry. He walked in slowly, his fingertips swept across the table without a trace of dust, and looked back at Cang Mo, who was standing in the light and shadow, "Do you come back often?"
Cang Mo looked at him quietly, the dim candlelight reflected on their faces, as if the intervening years had been dispersed, and the person in front of them was still the young boy who only had eyes for him.
"I missed you, so I came here to stay for a while." Cang Mo's voice was very low, with a hint of imperceptible hoarseness, "I always feel that... maybe one day, you will want to come back and visit."
Lin Qingyang looked at him, and there was a deep sadness in his heart. During the five years when he was "abandoned", during the five years when Cang Mo should have hated himself the most, he foolishly guarded an empty room, waiting for him to come back.
Lin Qingyang's eyes were hot, and he quickly walked forward and hugged Cang Mo tightly.
Cang Mo took advantage of the situation and tightened his arms, buried his face in the crook of Lin Qingyang's neck, took a deep breath of the familiar breath, and whispered paranoidly, almost like a prayer.
"Don't leave me again, Master."
Lin Qingyang closed his eyes and ran his palms along his long silver hair soothingly. "No, never again."
The two hugged each other quietly in the dancing candlelight, listening to each other's intertwined heartbeats. The heart-breaking separation between life and death finally came to an end at this moment.
Cang Mo stepped back half an inch and looked down at Lin Qingyang's face so close at hand. His shadow was clearly reflected in those beautiful peach blossom eyes at this moment.
He lowered his head, followed his instinct, and kissed those two lips devoutly in this room that held the most memories of them.
The candlelight cast the shadows of the two people embracing on the wooden grid covered with window paper. However, a moment later, as the candlelight shook, the originally warm and quiet shadows suddenly swayed, followed by a suppressed exclamation.
"Wait... what are you doing... don't take off my clothes... um..."
The rest of the words seemed to be blocked between the lips and teeth, Soft Couch made an imaginative soft sound, and the shadows on the window completely overlapped, leaving only thin gasps and occasional overflowing whispers, melting into the night.
The moonlight shines quietly in the courtyard of the Clear Wind Pavilion.
The wind rustled the bamboo leaves.
The story begins here and ends here.
But the long night has just begun...
-Full text ends-
I finally finished writing! Thanks to my friends who have been following the update, you are really patient~~ Even I didn't expect that the ending would be written so slowly. I hope the ending did not disappoint you. This is the first time I have written a long novel, and it is also the first time I have written fantasy. In fact, at the beginning I just wanted to write a story about developing compulsive love in my later years... But after the world view and story line were laid out, I became more and more unbearable, and the difficulty of writing completely exceeded expectations, resulting in a long pause in the middle of the update~~ I updated it at the beginning of this year, and I was really touched to see some friends still waiting~~ My writing habits are not very suitable for the rhythm of serialization (that is, I write slowly), so next time I open a book, I will prepare enough manuscripts to prevent interruptions in the middle.
No matter what, this story is finally completed, giving Lin Qingyang and Cang Mo a fairly satisfactory ending, which is of great significance to me. Next, I will fix some of the unsatisfactory parts before and it will be officially finished~~
Because I was under a lot of pressure in the later period, I didn't use Writer Assistant much in the last period of time, so I didn't read and reply to many comments in time~~Please bear with me~~
I wish everyone a happy summer~~