Chen Jichuan responded to her and followed her.

far away.

Li Qingshan rushed over and saw this scene, and when he saw Chen Jichuan's eyes, there was surprise in his eyes. Then he turned around and left with a tactful look.

Leave room for the two.

...

I don't know how long it took.

In short, the sunset has completely set, a crescent moon rises, the sky is hazy and not completely dark.

Wang Yan was already crying.

Sitting down next to Chen Jichuan, calming down, and wiped away her tears. She raised her head slightly, looked at Chen Jichuan's face, looked at Chen Jichuan's eyes, half curious and half jokingly, "My uncle hasn't been close to women these years, and I am the only woman beside her. Haven't you really moved me?"

More than four hundred years of silent companionship.

Wang Yan has been waiting.

But after experiencing this misunderstanding and a collapse, Wang Yan finally thought it out and mustered up the courage to ask.

Her lifespan is not much left.

The junior uncle is about to ascend.

If you don’t ask, I’m afraid I will really go through my life with this knot and regret it for life.

"Hello?"

Chen Jichuan lowered his head slightly and saw Wang Yan's eyes.

Compared to when I was in Pengshan City and the Drizzle City, these eyes were not so lively and clear, and had been marked by the years, and you could vaguely see a little turbidity.

More than four hundred years.

Although my appearance has not changed much, I have experienced too many things and my life is about to come to an end.

The girl of the past is getting old after all.

Through Wang Yan's eyes, Chen Jichuan saw nostalgia, admiration, stubbornness, and sorrow.

There are too many emotions in a pair of eyes.

So much so.

It looks a little turbid, as if covered with a layer of gray, blocking all the agility and playfulness of the past.

Involuntarily, Chen Jichuan felt a sense of sorrow in his heart, and the guilt that had been buried deep for many years and accumulated over the years also surged into his heart.

Over the years.

Chen Jichuan kept telling himself that everything in the Daoguo world is empty, and it will eventually pass by.

Therefore, he suppresses emotions and rarely talks with others.

At the beginning, I took Wang Yan with me to repay Wang Ji and Mrs. Wang's kindness.

Later I found out that Wang Yan was attracted to him.

He thought about sending Wang Yan back to Middle Earth.

But a feeling of loneliness surged in my heart, and then another feeling of reluctance. Chen Jichuan guessed that he might be moved.

But he restrained.

Wang Yan lived for up to five hundred years in his life. Once he was together and became a relative, once five hundred years arrived, Chen Jichuan would face the pain of separation from life and death, and the loss of his wife, and a permanent scar would be left in his heart.

As long as you don’t get married, you don’t pick on it.

In the end, it was just a friend who died.

So, for the sake of himself, Chen Jichuan deliberately avoided this relationship.

Until today.

...

"Of course I was moved."

Chen Jichuan looked at Wang Yan and smiled and said, "Whose man in the world will not be moved?"

When Wang Yan heard this, his eyes suddenly became bright.

A candy smile appeared on his face.

"real?"

Wang Yan hugged Chen Jichuan's arm, blinked, feeling a little disbelief.

"real."

"When I was in the West Sea-"

The softness in Chen Jichuan's heart was touched. When he thought of seeing Wang Yan sitting alone on the top of the mountain just now, he couldn't bear to worry.

He put his arms around Wang Yan.

Tell her about her feelings and concerns over the years.

Time passes.

Accompanied by the stars in the sky, the two of them expressed their feelings to each other, as sweet as a young girl in their first love.

It was almost dawn before we fell asleep in embrace each other.

...

One month later.

Chen Jichuan and Wang Yan held a grand wedding in Pengshan City. Heroes from all over the seven states of Central China and the West Sea gathered in Pengshan City to congratulate them.

The wedding was unprecedented.

On that day, Wang Yan was so beautiful that he had tears on his face, but he smiled so sweetly.

Lovers finally get married.

...

The 20th day after the wedding.

The Wang couple began to travel around the world and relive the various places they have visited together over the years—

Pengshan City.

Drizzle City.

Lotus Island.

Zuzhou Island.

Baima Lake.

Iron Arm Monkey Mountain.

...

Recalling every bit of the past.

I went to the depths of the Arctic again to see the thousands of miles of glaciers. I went to the depths of the wilderness to see the strange monsters.

Even crossing the ocean.

I went to the northern continent at the extreme of the West Sea and Duanmu continent, and saw different cultural customs and saw all the magnificent mountains, rivers and rivers.

Time passes.

One year.

Two years.

Three years.

In a blink of an eye, forty-six years have passed.

This day.

Chen Jichuan took Wang Yan back to Pengshan City, came to the former Wang Ji mansion, and came to the house where Mrs. Wang taught them.

A thousand years have passed.

Although the layout of the house is deliberately maintaining its appearance at that time, it is inevitable that the wind and sun will cause damage, and it has been repaired several times so far.

But I can still vaguely regain my memories at that time.

"That's when."

"I'm just sitting here, reading, watching grandma teach you and scold you. At that time, I thought that the apprentice that grandpa had newly accepted was so beautiful."

"Silly, very cute."

"I fell in love with it all at once."
To be continued...