Days and nights of pursuit of Dottore

Cheng Yan exhaled several times, then climbed up while holding his aching abdomen.

The surrounding scene has changed, from a green symbolizing vitality to a thick yellow belonging to the rocks.

With the fallen leaves of the Quesha tree under his feet, Cheng Yan leaned against the tree and let his body slowly slide down.

Sit firmly on the ground, close your eyes and take a deep breath.

"I am back."

His eyes couldn't help but feel hot, Cheng Yan touched the familiar soil, and wanted to lie down and take a few bites of the ground.

[Host, Liyue Harbor is not far ahead. Your master should be at Mount Aozang now.]

Cheng Yan's eyes went blank for a moment, "I can't stay here for too long. If my master sees me, I don't think I'll be willing to leave."

Moreover, if one move is made, the entire body will be affected. Cheng Yan does not want to face the scene of reunion and then separation.

[Host, are you ready to...?]

Cheng Yan stood up by supporting himself with the tree trunk, his eyes fixed on the magnificent and eye-catching building in front of him.

He was lured back by the Emperor, so naturally he had to find the "culprit" first.

Zhuofeng had appeared under his feet unknowingly. Cheng Yan stepped on it, and with one hand and one sword, they flew straight to where Morax was along the most familiar route.

Climbing up the magnificent and majestic stairs, the door of the house was closed. Cheng Yan didn't even look at it because he never walked through doors.

The familiar bricks and tiles on the roof became increasingly dull in color under the wind and sun. Cheng Yan lifted them up with ease, supported himself with one hand and jumped directly into the house.

Landing lightly on the ground, Cheng Yan looked around the room carefully.

It's empty again. There weren't enough decorations in the emperor's room to begin with. In the past, I would often bring strange and odd objects and insist that the emperor put them up there. Now that I've been away for so long, not only are there not many decorations, the room is even more empty, and it looks as if no one lives there.

Cheng Yan pursed his lips. This was not good. The room was so empty. Doesn't it mean that the Emperor didn't have anything interesting to do to kill time?

Unable to wait any longer, Cheng Yan strode into the inner room. As soon as he entered, he met Morax's gaze. His amber-like eyes stared at him. It was the first time that Cheng Yan saw an uncertain expression on Morax's face.

Lifting his lips and trying to force a smile, Cheng Yan imagined that when he saw Morax, it should be a scene of mutual joy.

They haven't seen each other for so long, it's worth celebrating to meet again.

But Cheng Yan felt as if there was a weight hanging on the corner of his mouth and he couldn't smile no matter what. Instead, the corners of his eyes began to get wet and his nose became sore.

Morax just watched the person throw herself into his arms, a warm, living person. The feeling of that person snuggling into his arms was as unreal as a dream.

The hug was so natural, and the two of them were so in tune with each other as if they had performed this action countless times.

It was not until he felt a wet and cool feeling on the side of his neck that Morax realized and hugged Cheng Yan's waist.

"…Have you been wronged?"

The tears on Cheng Yan's face couldn't stop flowing. Morax raised his hand to touch them. The cool tears touched his fingertips, but it felt like boiling iron, almost burning his skin.

Cheng Yan sniffed hard and hugged Morax's neck tightly.

"No, ahem, no, I just miss the Emperor too much."

Thinking that he would get some sincere words of comfort from Morax after saying this, Cheng Yan even prepared an aggrieved expression, but he didn't expect to be pinched on the cheek.

Morax used some strength until Cheng Yan frowned before letting go, "You still remember to come back."

The throbbing in my heart did not lessen because of these slight pains, but only made me feel more wronged.

Cheng Yan lowered his head and rested it against Morax's forehead, his voice pitifully low, "Lord Emperor doesn't love me anymore."

"Why should I care about you when you're gone?"

Morax pinched Cheng Yan's waist with some force, and felt that his waist was even thinner than when he left, and frowned.

"How do you take care of ..."

The corner of his lip was bitten, and Morax didn't finish the rest of his words.

Salty tears flowed down Cheng Yan's cheeks to the corners of their lips. Cheng Yan closed his eyes tightly and tried hard to open Morax's teeth.

Morax's eyes were complicated for a moment. He still had a lot to say to Cheng Yan, but when facing Cheng Yan, he always seemed unable to express what was in his heart smoothly.

Nothing more...

The amber-like eyes flickered for a moment, then slowly closed. Morax raised his hand and pressed the back of Cheng Yan's head. The two of them were upside down, with Cheng Yan's body sinking into the wide chair, his hands still tightly grasping Morax's collar.