Bravely enter the heavens and become a god

The moonlight was hazy, and the silver light was like a waterfall, falling on the blooming magnolia forest, like a dream. In this quiet night, Luo Ying and Feng Yequn walked side by side, their shadows intertwined on the soft carpet of magnolia petals.

Luo Ying suddenly broke the quiet night, her voice carrying a hint of sadness:

"Can you... tell me something about him?"

Her eyes revealed curiosity and desire for the unknown. Feng Yequn stopped when he heard this, his eyes flashing with complex brilliance under the moonlight. He looked at Luo Ying in surprise, as if he was surprised by her request.

Luo Ying noticed his gaze and couldn't help feeling a little embarrassed. She smiled softly, trying to hide her embarrassment. She shrugged and said self-deprecatingly:

"I've been with him for so long, but I know nothing about his past. Isn't that ridiculous!"

There was a hint of self-mockery in Luo Ying's voice, but her eyes revealed a firm determination, as if she wanted to make up for her ignorance of the past.

Feng Yequn looked at Luo Ying, with a hint of hesitation in his eyes, but he finally nodded and decided to satisfy her curiosity. So, in this magnolia forest with moonlight like water, he began to narrate the past he and Hua Yuchen had spent together.

Feng Yequn walked lightly, speaking slowly as he walked:

"A thousand years ago, the battle between gods and demons was in full swing, and I met him on a battlefield filled with gunpowder. That battle was bloody and violent, and he was seriously injured and on the verge of death. I saved him from the brink of death. Since that day, we have been inseparable and have become close friends who depend on each other for life and death. We fought side by side, through life and death, and our friendship has grown stronger. We have become good brothers that each other trusts the most. He is brave and fearless, wise and courageous. With his outstanding fighting ability, he quelled one war after another, and finally reached the top of the army and became the leader of an army. After he became the leader of an army, we had fewer opportunities to go to the front line in person, so he specially appointed me as the leader of the Heavenly Guards to accompany him at all times. I am the person he trusts the most, and he gives me his most important tasks!"

Luo Ying was fascinated by what he heard and was deeply attracted by Hua Yuchen's heroic deeds, and his heart was filled with love.

She couldn't help but sigh:

"So he is so amazing! I thought he was just an ordinary flower god."

Feng Yequn caught the obsession flashing in her eyes and continued:

"The reason why he concurrently serves as the God of Rain, Water and Flowers is because he once suppressed a rebellion and frightened the Dragon King, thus assisting him in his duty of bringing rain."

Luo Ying felt curious and asked cautiously:

"What about…his feelings?"

Feng Yequn frowned when he heard this, and seemed unwilling to touch upon this topic. He said in a deep voice:

"You can rest assured about this. Since the day he was born, his heart has been sealed in a thousand-year-old ice. He is cold and heartless, and avoids women as much as possible. He is extremely cold and indifferent. He has never been sincere or emotional towards anyone."

Luo Ying couldn't help showing surprise when she heard this. Thinking of his previous confession to her, she blushed. In her memory, Hua Yuchen said to her very seriously:

"My heart has been frozen for ten thousand years,

I waited for ten thousand years.

I have never been so unable to suppress the restlessness in my heart as I am now...

More like a volcano erupting...

You are the one I have been waiting for for 10,000 years...

I don’t care...Since you have aroused my passion, you must...be responsible for me to the end!"

Thinking of this, Luo Ying couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh:

"So what he said before was true! I thought he was pretending to be innocent and lying to me. Haha!"

Feng Yequn heard her words, clenched his fist to his mouth, coughed lightly, and added:

"However, his attitude towards you is truly an exception. I have never seen him so nervous about someone, which is enough to prove how important you are to him. Maybe this means he is truly sincere to you."

Luo Ying's heart was instantly filled with warmth, and she couldn't help but fall into deep reverie about Hua Yuchen.

Luo Ying looked at Feng Yequn's frosty face under the moonlight, and remembered how he had carefully put on a cloak for her just now, and couldn't help but joked:

"No wonder you two can become good brothers. No wonder I often have the illusion that you are him. You two are so similar in character. When you first met, you both had cold and ruthless faces, but in fact, you both have the softest hearts. You are both considerate and warm-hearted men!"

Feng Yequn was stunned when he saw her pure smile. Her words were like a breeze blowing across the lake, stirring up ripples deep in his heart. The ripples gradually spread and turned into a myriad of emotions that tightly wrapped around him. He had never thought that a simple word could trigger such strong emotional fluctuations in him. He looked up at her, with an indescribable light flashing in his eyes, as if he wanted to see through the secrets in her heart. At this moment, the emotions in his heart were like a ignited flame, burning fiercely and unstoppable.

Under the moonlight, they returned to the quiet wooden house together. Feng Yequn walked Luo Ying to the door and said to her gently:

"It's late at night, you should go to bed early! I'll be guarding you at the door!"

His words were full of concern and tenderness, as if he was afraid to break the peaceful night.

Just as he turned around and prepared to leave, Luo Ying's voice called him back as gently as the spring breeze. She gently took off her cloak, handed it to him with a smile, and said softly: "It's windy outside. Put on the cloak to block the wind for you."

Feng Yequn took the cloak and felt the body temperature of Luo Ying still on it. A warm current instantly surged into his heart, as if a mysterious power was stirring in his body. He looked at Luo Ying deeply, with a complex and tangled look in his eyes, then turned around, put on the cloak, stood outside the door, and silently guarded her.

It was not until a blazing sun pierced through the morning mist like a sharp sword and fell on her tightly closed eyelids that she slowly opened her star-like eyes. The crisp sound of chopping wood in the yard faintly came to her ears. The sound was like an ancient rhythm, striking the deepest emotions in her heart. She couldn't help but slightly open her red lips, with a bit of expectation and trembling in her voice:

"Brother Yuchen..."

She ran out of the door excitedly, and she saw that the person chopping wood was Feng Yequn. Her disappointment was like a flame covered by ice and snow, flickering slightly and then quickly extinguished. She lowered her voice and said softly:

"Brother Ye Qun, it turns out to be you... I thought he was back..."

Luo Ying's eyes were filled with sadness, like a broken pearl, flashing a desolate light. Her eyes deeply touched the softest part of Feng Yequn's heart, and an inexplicable pain surged in his heart.

"Well……"

He moved his mouth, wanting to say something, but found himself speechless. His heart was filled with mixed emotions, guilt, pain, helplessness, and a hint of expectation that he himself hadn't even noticed.

Luo Ying sat by the fish pond, staring blankly at the fish swimming around, and remembered Hua Chen taking his six-month-old Xiao Chenzi to play in the water in the fish pond.

Thinking of this, Luo Ying's heart was filled with endless sorrow, and tears fell silently like pearls from a broken string. Feng Yequn stood aside, witnessing her tears, and an inexplicable throbbing surged in his heart. He couldn't help but raise his hand, but he suppressed it at the last moment.

He turned and walked towards the kitchen, his figure looking particularly lonely in the flickering candlelight. After a while, he came out with a bowl of steaming noodles, the steam from the noodles lingering in the cold night air. He walked into the yard and called Luo Ying with a slightly trembling voice:

"Miss Luo Ying, I cooked you a bowl of noodles, eat it while it's hot!"

Luo Ying raised her head in surprise, with curiosity and surprise flashing in her eyes:

"You can also cook our mortal food?"

Her voice echoed in the night sky, carrying a hint of disbelief.

Feng Yequn's face looked much softer under the moonlight. He said softly:

"I can only cook some simple pasta. I hope you won't mind."

There was a subtle tenderness in his voice.

A warm feeling surged in Luo Ying's heart, and she looked at Feng Yequn with gratitude:

"Thank you! To have someone care about me at this time, I feel like I have been given a cloak in the cold winter!"

Feng Yequn was slightly stunned, with an inexplicable emotion in his heart. A barely perceptible smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said softly:

"Ok!"