Chapter 899: You Finally Came Back
Everyone else can forget Him, everyone else might forget Him, but She will not, and cannot.
From the time when She was still a tiny White Jade Dragon in the Green Sea, from the moment He took Her away and spoke the first sentence to Her, from the days She silently kept watch at His side, from the moment She shed Her scales and transformed into human form, standing before Him for the first time as a woman—Her whole heart had already, utterly fallen.
She knew that, as a contracted spirit pet, to fall in love with Her own master was something so absurd.
Yet She could not control Her feelings. Once in love, She was simply in love.
He insisted on delivering the warning to the Ning Clan, even sealed Ning Shiqi Undersea so He could escape the calamity, but He never once considered His own life and death. Even at the last instant before He was taken away, He still used His life to shield Her, sent Her away, and went alone to the execution ground.
How could She possibly not love Him?
How could She not love Him?
But thousands of years have passed, and everything in this world has turned from blue seas to mulberry fields. She lives in this world like a madwoman; there are so many things She no longer remembers, and yet She remembers Him alone, loves Him alone.
She thought She would go on living like this, until someone appeared to kill Her—or, if no one could be Her match, She would simply live until the end of heaven and earth.
And remember Him, love Him until the end of heaven and earth.
She never imagined that one day He could still stand before Her again.
Even if, at this moment, He is no longer human, but ghost spirits.
But what of it?
Thousands of years apart, thousands of years of longing—He has finally stood before Her again. He has returned.
The one She has loved for thousands of years has finally returned.
Not a dream, not an illusion, but real.
She wanted to smile, yet She had already forgotten how long it had been since She knew how to smile. Her eyes were dry and aching, as if tears were about to surge out, but they stubbornly refused to fall.
No one knows what it tastes like, this love that stretches on and on for so, so long.
Even She Herself does not know.
She only knows that in this moment, even if She were to die, She would feel it was happiness.
She simply stood there, looking at Him, not daring to move even a little.
Lianwu was stirred by the too-deep emotion in Her gaze, so the step he was about to take halted where it was. He hugged Xiao Xue tightly, and after sweeping away those vague memories, he opened his mouth and asked, "Who are you?"
He of course knew that She was Bai Xueruo, but he did not know what kind of relationship there was between Them.
Master... Her master was not that Ning Lian Ning Shiqi spoke of? What did that have to do with Him?
Lianwu had not the slightest impression.
"Master, you don’t remember Xue Ruo?" Bai Xueruo’s voice carried a faint tremor.
Her name was given by Ning Lian. When He brought Her back, He tossed Her into a snowdrift, then joked that with Her body crystal-white like jade, once placed in the snow He would never be able to find Her again; She was like snow, white as snow. But then He disliked that "Ruo Xue" was not elegant enough, so He told Her, you shall be called Bai Xueruo, Xue Ruo.
Xue Ruo, Xue Ruo.
Master, you don’t remember Xue Ruo?
"I am not your master, and I don’t remember you." Lianwu answered cleanly and found it a bit strange as well. Why did this woman call Him master? Could it be because He and that Ning Lian looked somewhat alike? It seemed Ning Shiqi had also said that He looked somewhat familiar—was that what She meant?