After breaking off the engagement, my aloof fiancée regretted it

Three years later.

According to the method of calculating age on Earth, Ye Tianming is already 29 years old this year.

On this day, his figure appeared silently on the streets of Longhai City.

The sunlight filtered through the glass curtain wall of the skyscraper, shattering into mottled spots of light on his body, but it could not leave any warmth in his eyes.

Looking back at the mortal world after becoming an immortal seems like a lifetime ago.

The asphalt road under his feet still seemed to retain the warmth of the time when he ran around in his old sneakers. In the aroma of the coffee shop on the corner, he could still catch a hint of the sweetness of youth.

He walked aimlessly, his mood had changed.

Over the years, he fought in the Three Thousand Small Worlds and founded a sect. Today, Tianmen has become a well-known force in the Three Thousand Worlds.

But... I still want to go back to this homeland and take a look.

Ye Tianming's fingertips brushed across the leaves of the sycamore trees along the street, and the veins on the leaves were clear as a picture in his mind.

Several years of practice passed in the blink of an eye, and the outline in my memory has long been reshaped by steel and concrete.

I walked to the intersection that I often walked when I was a child, and the old residential building covered with ivy was still standing there.

The crooked graffiti he had carved on the wall in the past have become even clearer with the passage of time.

Ye Tianming chuckled, with a hint of self-mockery in his laughter.

I haven't been here for a few years, but it feels like a lifetime ago.

Time and years are like a torrent, drowning many past events...

Ye Tianming was just leisurely wandering in this city.

As I recall, this used to be an old vegetable market, but now it has become a bustling street.

There was a giant poster hanging in the commercial plaza. Ye Tianming looked up and saw the face on the poster. At that moment, his fingertips trembled slightly and ripples appeared in his heart.

It’s Lin Ke’er.

I haven't seen the woman in my memory for a long time.

But... she is still so beautiful, and her elegance in the poster makes people stop and stare.

Ye Tianming stood there for a long time and then walked into the mall.

There were a lot of people in the mall. As soon as Ye Tianming walked into the mall door, he was swept forward by the surging crowd.

The air was filled with the sweet smell of perfume and the screams of young girls. He frowned slightly and subconsciously expanded his consciousness, only to find that the source of the commotion came from the atrium on the third floor - a book signing event was being held there.

The transparent isolation fence was crowded with fans holding light boards, and their cheering slogans rose one after another, shaking the marble floor slightly.

Ye Tianming wanted to turn around and leave, but his eyes inadvertently swept across the figure in the center of the stage.

At that moment, the noise around seemed to be muted.

The woman on the stage was wearing a champagne-colored fishtail dress, her long black hair was tied into an elegant bun, revealing her slender white neck!

She was looking down and signing on a poster. Her eyelashes cast a small shadow under her eyelids. The profile of her face was more delicate than I remembered, but also had a sense of aloofness and coldness.

It’s Lin Ke’er.

Ye Tianming stood at the edge of the crowd, watching her skillfully take the album handed to her by a fan. The corners of her lips curved up to the perfect degree, and the trajectory of the pen tip on the paper was perfect after thousands of trainings.

Clips of her concert were playing on the big screen. She was shining brightly under the spotlight, completely different from the woman who blushed while leaning in his arms that year!

All the events of the past caused ripples in Ye Tianming's heart of Taoism again.

"Next person."

Lin Ke'er's voice came through the microphone, clear and pleasant with a professional gentleness, but it made Ye Tianming's heart suddenly ache.

He saw a girl in school uniform excitedly handing over an album and talking incoherently.

"Sister Ke'er, I have liked you for seven years."

Lin Keer raised her head, a genuine smile instantly appeared in her eyes, and she raised her hand and gently patted the girl's shoulder.

It's this look.

Ye Tianming's pupils shrank slightly. The purity hidden in that smile was exactly the same as hers back then, like a lake of crushed starlight, clear enough to reveal the deepest secrets in people's hearts.

As if sensing something, Lin Ke'er, who was signing, suddenly stopped writing.

She subconsciously raised her head, her eyes passed over the crowd and fell accurately on the out-of-place figure at the edge of the crowd.

The man was wearing a simple white shirt and jeans, his posture was as straight as a pine tree. Although he was standing in the noisy crowd, he seemed independent of the whole world.

The sunlight shone on him through the glass dome, outlining a hazy golden edge, making his familiar yet unfamiliar face seem somewhat unreal.

It's him?

At this moment, Lin Ke'er's fingers holding the pen suddenly tightened, and her knuckles turned white.

The ink from the pen spread out into a small stain on the poster, but she was completely unaware.

Time seemed to have stood still at this moment.

The screams of fans, the voices of security guards, the hum of the air-conditioning system, all the sounds faded away in the ears, and the only things left in the world were the distant gazes between each other.

Ye Tianming looked at the shock in her eyes, and watched as that layer of exquisite disguise shattered in an instant, revealing Lin Ke'er's unique stubbornness and fragility underneath.

He could see her long eyelashes trembling slightly, smell the same citrus-scented shampoo scent wafting from her hair, and feel the sudden acceleration of her heartbeat in her chest.

Many years...

Over the years, he had walked through the Nine Heavens Galaxy and the Nine Netherworlds Purgatory. He had seen the splendor of immortals transcending tribulations and the sadness of gods and demons falling. However, there had never been a moment that made him more heart-pounding than the emotions surging in her eyes at this moment.

Lin Ke'er stared at the face intently. The outline hadn't changed, and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows was still there, but the eyes had completely changed.

It is no longer the fiery and impulsiveness of the rebellious young man back then, but has been precipitated by the depth of time and the stars. It is calm and yet seems to be able to see through everything.

He just stood there quietly, like an unchanging statue, watching her live a life he had never imagined in this mundane world.

Some people in the crowd noticed Lin Ke'er's distraction and began to whisper.

The assistant hurried forward to remind her, but she raised her hand to stop him.

She stood up, her high heels making crisp sounds on the stage floor. This action instantly quieted the audience, and all eyes were focused on her. Only she knew that her eyes had never left that direction.

Ye Tianming watched her lean slightly towards him. Even though they were dozens of meters apart, through the years that had passed, through the noisy crowd and the unspeakable misunderstandings, he could clearly see the tears flashing in her eyes.

There was grievance, resentment, longing in those tears, as well as a hint of ecstasy of regaining what she had lost that she herself was not even aware of.

He slowly raised his hand and gently curled the corners of his lips towards the figure on the stage.

This action made Lin Ke'er cover her mouth suddenly, and tears finally burst out of her eyes and slid down her cheeks.

She remembered this action. Every time he made her angry, he would look at her with the corners of his lips curled up in a ruffian manner, as if to say "Don't be angry, I was wrong."

Screams broke out again, and fans thought their idol was touched by something, and raised their cameras to record the scene. The security guards began to scan the crowd vigilantly, looking for the source of the disturbance.

But their eyes swept over Ye Tianming again and again, but they seemed unable to catch sight of his presence.

Ye Tianming watched her being gently supported by her assistant, watched her sit down again while trying to hold back her tears, watched her lower her head, but at the moment she put pen to paper, she drew a small, crooked strawberry in the corner of the poster.

That was their secret back then, it was her favorite fruit, and it was the little snack he always secretly gave her.

He turned around and blended silently into the crowd, the noise behind him receding like the tide.

In his consciousness, he could still feel the warmth of her fingertips, could still hear her suppressed sobs, and could still see the small strawberry mark.

The wind in Longhai City passed through the buildings, bringing with it the heat of midsummer. Ye Tianming looked up at the sky, and the clouds moved and gathered in his eyes.

He knew that this reunion was not the end, but the beginning of another story.

Some debts should be repaid.

On the stage, Lin Ke'er's hand holding the pen finally stabilized. She raised her head and looked in the direction where the figure had just disappeared. A hint of determination flashed in her eyes...