Seeing Yan Yu’an still hanging his head, Shen Yuanzhou felt an inexplicable discomfort in his heart.
He was his Snake Queen.
Shen Yuanzhou thought that by rights, helping his partner become stronger was his responsibility—but his selfishness told him he couldn’t do it.
If Yan Yu’an became strong, then he wouldn’t continue staying by his side.
For a moment, Shen Yuanzhou was conflicted.
Yan Yu’an shook his head helplessly and gave a soft sigh. “I’ve been here for so many days already. Let me go out for a walk—if I don’t move around anymore, I feel like I’m going to rust.”
Shen Yuanzhou didn’t answer him. He only rose silently and walked out first.
Yan Yu’an froze for two seconds, then immediately got up and jogged after him.
“You can’t run around.” Shen Yuanzhou lowered his eyes and glanced back at Yan Yu’an. “You must stay by my side without leaving for even a single step.”
Yan Yu’an nodded at once, looking impossibly well-behaved.
Shen Yuanzhou looked at Yan Yu’an again and said nothing.
Yan Yu’an hadn’t been out for a walk in a long time. The morning air carried a hint of rainwater, and he took a deep breath, marveling at the beauty of nature.
“For you.” At some point, a bouquet of small yellow flowers had appeared in Shen Yuanzhou’s hand. Seeing Yan Yu’an frozen there, Shen Yuanzhou continued, “You said—that I should pick flowers for you.”
Actually, what Yan Yu’an had said before was that one should pick flowers for one’s partner.
Yan Yu’an froze for two seconds, then smiled helplessly and took the bouquet of fragrant fresh flowers.
Only when he saw Yan Yu’an take the flowers was Shen Yuanzhou satisfied. He took the initiative to take Yan Yu’an’s hand. “There’s a flower field up ahead. Do you want to go see it?”
A flower field? Yan Yu’an perked up with interest—he hadn’t expected there to be a flower field in the forest.
Shen Yuanzhou of course wouldn’t tell him that this flower field had been moved here from the open ground at the forest’s very edge, near Xie Ji’s territory.
After all, if you have an ability, why not use it to court your partner?
Yan Yu’an had thought the flower field Shen Yuanzhou mentioned would be a small place—only when he walked in did he discover the flower field was huge, so vast you couldn’t see the end of it at a glance.
A bee landed on a flower to gather nectar. Yan Yu’an wanted to lean in and look at the bee, but unexpectedly he nearly got stung into a huge welt by it.
He wrinkled his nose and glanced a little awkwardly toward Shen Yuanzhou, and only when he found Shen Yuanzhou wasn’t looking at him did he let out a slight breath of relief. Then he went to chase the butterflies flying over the distant flowers.
Yan Yu’an didn’t notice that after he went to chase the butterflies, the corners of Shen Yuanzhou’s mouth curved up.
The weather was rarely this nice. Yan Yu’an couldn’t resist sitting down in the flower field. He called Shen Yuanzhou over to sit, and Shen Yuanzhou smiled and walked quickly to his side.
As the natural enemy of all sorts of small creatures, the moment Shen Yuanzhou sat down beside Yan Yu’an, all those little bugs actually scurried off to the side—not a single one dared disturb them.
Yan Yu’an raised an eyebrow and teased: “Do mosquitoes not bite you in summer?”
Shen Yuanzhou smiled. As if thinking of something, he added: “They don’t bite you either.”
The mighty Python King, actually discussing here with him whether mosquitoes bite in summer. Just thinking about it made Yan Yu’an want to laugh.
“Tell me about the past.” Yan Yu’an turned to look at Shen Yuanzhou, his eyes full of curiosity.
“The past…” Shen Yuanzhou smiled. He raised his hand and rubbed Yan Yu’an’s head. “You’ll know in the future.”
Seeing that Shen Yuanzhou didn’t intend to tell him, Yan Yu’an didn’t want to ask more.
Shen Yuanzhou rested his head against Yan Yu’an, his long hair making Yan Yu’an’s nose a little itchy.
Sunlight spilled down, and Yan Yu’an couldn’t help squinting. The possessiveness of small animals was always so strong.
He suddenly thought of something—back in the apocalypse, he had saved a man. At the time, the shelter had no extra space, so Yan Yu’an had brought him back to his own home.
But unexpectedly, the little cat he’d raised was displeased. It bared its teeth and hissed at the man, and sometimes it would get fur all over the man’s clothes, or scratch them to shreds.
And the man was like a little child too—every day he’d sneak around while Yan Yu’an was out, dumping out the cat’s food, or pouring water on the floor and framing the cat for it.
That period was chaotic, but it was also the happiest time for Yan Yu’an.
Snapping back to reality, Yan Yu’an quietly called Shen Yuanzhou’s name. Seeing that he didn’t answer, he shook his head helplessly.
Strange to say—whether it was Xie Ji, Shen Yuanzhou, or even Ning Bingque, Yan Yu’an felt an indescribable sense of familiarity with all of them.
Could it be that he was born to live here?
Yan Yu’an was amused by his own thought and couldn’t help laughing.
“What is it?” Hearing Yan Yu’an’s laugh, Shen Yuanzhou opened his eyes. The sunlight shone through his golden eyes, making them sparkle.
Seeing he’d disturbed Shen Yuanzhou, Yan Yu’an quickly shook his head and stifled his laugh. “Nothing.”
The sunlight seemed to sting Shen Yuanzhou’s eyes—Yan Yu’an saw him squint slightly.
Meanwhile, on the other side, Xie Ji looked at Ning Bingque before him and sank into deep thought.
“Where is he?” A flash of anger crossed Xie Ji’s eyes. Ning Bingque’s scent was still very fresh, and Xie Ji couldn’t help wondering whether Yan Yu’an might not be dead.
Ning Bingque clicked his tongue twice. “Who are you talking about? I don’t understand.”
He knew now that Xie Ji only had one ability—he wasn’t afraid of him.
Xie Ji frowned and suddenly shifted into a lion, roaring at him in anger.
Though he wasn’t afraid of Xie Ji, he didn’t want to get into a fight with him either. He looked at the furious lion. “Yan Yu’an is Shen Yuanzhou’s partner now.” He paused, and only after seeing the lion’s tail smack against the stone with a thwack did he slowly continue, “Surprised?”
“You’re lying!” Xie Ji retorted.
Ning Bingque looked at the obviously enraged Xie Ji and couldn’t help laughing inside, though his face showed nothing. “How do you know I’m lying? I’ve seen him—at the time, Shen Yuanzhou was kissing Yan Yu’an!”
Crack
Ning Bingque saw the large stone behind Xie Ji shatter.
His message delivered, Ning Bingque spread his wings and flew high into the sky, laughing at Xie Ji, who wanted to bite him but had no way to.
After watching Ning Bingque gradually disappear, Xie Ji shifted back into human form, then suddenly raised his fist and smashed it into a large tree beside him.
With a crash, the century-old tree split in two at once.
But Xie Ji didn’t care about that. He panted heavily, feeling miserable inside.
He didn’t understand why hearing that Shen Yuanzhou had kissed Yan Yu’an made him so unhappy. He should have been happy that Yan Yu’an was still alive…
“God-Slaying Grass…” Xie Ji took a deep breath. As long as he found God-Slaying Grass, he could bring Yan Yu’an back.
He glanced down at the fallen tree, then left without looking back, leaving behind only shattered stones and a broken tree.
He would definitely bring Yan Yu’an back.
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