"that……"

Jiang Wang really didn’t want to ruin the scenery, but he couldn’t just sit there and watch in the void forever.

He had no choice but to say calmly: "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. There are still things going on in this world."

Of course he couldn’t leave on his own, he just hinted that Guan Yan would send him off.

 “I’ll give my little friend a ride.” Guan Yan’s voice said.

His eyes were still looking at the old woman in front of him. He only waved his sleeves and saw that everything around him was empty.

Jiang Wang disappeared without even having time to say a kind word.

Xiaofan still looked at Guanyan, and Guanyan still looked at Xiaofan.

They looked at each other for an unknown length of time, as if they could stare at each other forever.

Grandma Xiaofan raised her hand to touch Guan Yan’s face.

 Is this face that has appeared in countless dreams really real?

God, if this is a dream, please don’t wake up too early.

 The moment her fingers touched Guan Yan's cheek, her hand trembled.

That warm, real touch verified the happiness in her heart.

But his eyes fell on his deeply wrinkled hands and Guanyan's still handsome face.

Grandma Xiaofan lowered her eyes, feeling somewhat uncontrollably sad.

 It is true that we meet again.

 But this day came too late...

 “I’m old.” She sighed softly.

At this moment, she suddenly wanted to burst into tears.

 But she is very old and it would be funny if she cried.

“I can grow old too,” Guan Yan said.

 In his hazy tearful eyes, Xiaofan saw wrinkles gradually appearing on Guan Yan’s face, his skin began to relax, and his eyes began to become cloudy...

 He gently held her hand with his wrinkled hand.

Only the voice is still so gentle: "You can also be young."

 A kind of warm power came from Guan Yan’s palm.

Xiaofan felt a long-lost vitality reviving in her body. She could feel that her skin became firm again, her eyes became clear again, and all traces of youth and liveliness were restored in her body.

bloom.

 The grass and trees are withered, and it’s spring again.

She couldn't help but hold Guan Yan's hand tightly and said softly: "We want to grow old together, or be young together."

Five hundred years of suffering and five hundred years of hope are just two words...

"Together".

Only deep love can withstand the long years.

 In this vast universe, in front of the Yuheng stars that have been covered with green.

 A girl with bright eyes and white teeth, and a monk with a handsome face, held hands and looked at each other.

The girl's eyes were filled with admiration. She looked at the moon-white monk's robe and asked in a low voice: "Are you still a monk?"

 Guan Yan lowered his head and said with a smile: "I have returned to secular life long ago."

As he spoke, the moon-white monk's robes on his body turned into Confucian robes.

 “Do you like scholars?” he asked softly.

 The clothes on his body changed again.

 “Samurai?”

 Change again.

 “Ranger?”

 Change again.

 “General?”

Xiaofan used the pad of his index finger to gently press it on Guan Yan's lips.

 “I like you no matter what you look like. As long as...”

 She blushed with embarrassment, but still bravely looked into his eyes: "As long as we can get married."

 I can become anything you like.

 And I like everything about you.

 Over five hundred years, so many stories have happened and so many traces have been taken away.

　It seems like everything has changed, and yet it seems like nothing has changed.

 In a trance, everything is back to the beginning.

That day she was picking spiritual silk, that day he fell from the sky.

 He said: "Girl..."

 …

 The long time was penetrated and dissolved in eyes as gentle as the sea.
Chapter completed!