Star Iron: The Past and Present Life of the Gender-Swapped Dragon Lord

Kids, you're unbelievable! Even chapters that have already been posted can still be picked up by Shen He. (Suppressing laughter, Long Tu)

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"What exactly is going on?"

Danheng squatted down beside Yingxing, who was still crying, his eyes lowered.

Although he knew he couldn't do anything about it, he still reached out his left hand and touched Yingxing's face in a daze.

Stop crying, or you won't be handsome anymore.

But to Dan Heng's surprise, he felt a sensation on his hand.

But the sensation was fleeting, and even she couldn't be sure if it was real.

"!"

But even in that brief moment, it was like a ray of light in the darkness for Xing.

It was as if a drowning person grabbed another person's hand; Ying Xing's originally dull eyes brightened a bit.

He quickly pressed both hands to his cheeks, trying to grasp the hand that haunted his dreams.

But that feeling only lasted for a moment; the sensation on my face was my own hand.

It wasn't that soft, tender hand.

Ying Xing's bewildered eyes glazed over for a moment, before him a desolate expanse of moonlight.

It turned out that the window wasn't closed properly.

The wind blew in.

Struggling to his feet, he reached out and closed the window tightly, plunging the room back into darkness.

"Are you looking at me...?"

He returned to his original spot with lifeless eyes and sat there waiting.

Let's wait and see, what if we feel that same feeling again?

Even in a dream.

While waiting, Yingxing fell asleep.

He kept calling her name.

……

"Fool."

Danheng witnessed the whole thing, and as she squatted on the ground hugging her knees, her nose tingled with emotion.

That big idiot.

"Take better care of yourself, what if you catch a cold?"

Looking at Yingxing, who was sleeping in the pile of wine, Danheng looked at the palm of his left hand.

The mysterious mark was shimmering.

Let's see if we can influence reality a little.

Reaching out to try and pick up a wine bottle, Danheng clearly felt the texture.

I was overjoyed, but before I could even pick it up, the feeling of holding the physical object immediately vanished.

It's a bit difficult to control.

Danheng tried to grasp that delicate balance, so she first went through the wall to the outside and walked to a big tree.

The osmanthus flowers are still blooming, and they still smell very fragrant.

The evening breeze rustled through the treetops, and a few osmanthus petals swayed and drifted down.

Danheng stretched out his hand, focusing his mind and calming his spirit.

Osmanthus blossoms fell, fell, and landed on Danheng's hand.

One second, two seconds...

Osmanthus blossoms fell to the ground.

Danheng was not discouraged, because she could feel that she could control that feeling.

Although she doesn't know whether what she does here will have any impact on the "past," she is willing to try.

Because some idiot left her, she doesn't know how to take good care of herself, how to eat and sleep properly.

As the wife of this idiot, she has to correct him.

Several data symbols echoed from the void.

The girl's cool voice echoed alone in the empty space.

……

At night, the deserted streets were completely silent.

A night owl passed by the osmanthus tree and saw that the osmanthus blossoms seemed to outline a slender figure.

The figure remained motionless, as if raising its hand and looking at something.

Click...

This scene wasn't scary to him; rather, it piqued his curiosity.

The delicate fragrance of osmanthus always brings joy and tranquility.

After putting down Yu Zhao, he immediately posted the picture on the Luofu Forum.

Several night owls immediately liked and commented below.

Faced with the doubts, he wanted to film another video, but found only a ground covered with osmanthus flowers.

……

"Yingxing! Brother Yingxing!"

Early in the morning, Yingxing heard that the door of her house was being knocked down.

He got up groggily, went to open the door, and immediately saw Jingyuan and Jingliu.

"have what……"

"Quick, quick! Look at this!"

He pushed the door open and pulled Ying Xing down onto a chair.

Under Ying Xing's questioning gaze, Jing Yuan opened the jade tablet and showed a picture.

Upon seeing the picture, Ying Xing, who had been dazed, immediately perked up and snatched Jing Yuan's phone.

"It's her! It really is her!... It really is... it's true..."

That familiar posture, those familiar movements.

It's her! It really is her!

He won't admit his mistake!

Is she back?

Yingxing's body trembled violently, and his eyes instantly filled with tears.

"Go and see?"

"Yes, yes! Let's go... let's go."

Realizing what was happening, Ying Xing first stood up, muttering to herself, then stumbled around before staggering toward the room.

I knocked over countless things along the way and almost tripped and fell.

Not long after, Yingxing came out with a hairpin.

She was holding two osmanthus petals in her hand.

Without saying hello to Jingyuan and Jingliu, Yingxing rushed out of the house.

Then he ran quickly toward the osmanthus tree.

Yingxing gripped the hairpin tighter and tighter, running with all her might.

Jingyuan couldn't keep up with Jingliu's drinking.

Panting, Yingxing arrived under the osmanthus tree and looked around.

I found that this place is still as beautiful as ever, and the aroma is still as wonderful as ever.

But he came looking for someone.

Yingxing circled the osmanthus tree but still couldn't find that beautiful figure.

"Heng! Are you there? Can you come and see me?"

"..."

"Are you there? It's me! Yingxing! I'm here..."

"..."

"Please, just see me, I really, really miss you..."

Round and round it went, Yingxing's heart gradually grew cold.

It must have been a coincidence...

Exhausted from shouting and unable to run any further, Yingxing slumped down beside the tree roots, head bowed.

It seems I'm still dreaming; it's all just my imagination.

Right……

How can someone who has already died be brought back to life?

Haha, Yingxing, you're really getting worse as you get older.

They don't even understand such a simple principle.

You are not good enough for her at all.

You can't protect her at all.

You can't do anything, all you do is hide in your room all day... you're a useless piece of trash.

You're a piece of trash. You can't even protect the woman you love. What kind of person are you?

You even said you'd give her all the tenderness in the world, but you can't even do that when you see her.

How about we leave it at that, and I'll go to hell to find her?

That way I can see her.

"Heng, I really... can't hold on anymore... Where are you?"

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"Idiot, I'm right here..."

A melodious voice, like that of a lark, came from above, and Ying Xing looked up with tears in her eyes.

Osmanthus blossoms drifted down and landed on the girl's long, black hair.

Although she thought about that face all the time, she couldn't believe it when she actually appeared in front of her.

"Heng... Am I dreaming?"

Two trembling hands reached out towards that still stunningly beautiful face, but the girl dodged them.

"I'm not dreaming, it's me."

Danheng smiled as she looked at Yingxing, who was staring blankly at her.

"Idiot, have you forgotten what I told you?"

"what?"

"Humph."

Dan Heng tapped the man's forehead with her left hand, pretending to be angry.

"Is this how you take care of yourself? Drink less alcohol, go to bed and get a proper night's sleep, go out for walks more often, don't stay cooped up in the house all day..."

"I see."

"And have you really forgotten what I said?"

"..."

With a sigh, Danheng reached out and touched his face.

The two faces were face to face, but Yingxing could not feel the girl's breath.

"Sorry, I don't have much time left."

He reached out his left hand, took the hairpin from Yingxing's hand, and then manipulated it to pierce his own left palm.

Crimson blood stained the tip of the hairpin, and greenish-blue soul fire clung to it.

"Ying Xing."

Yingxing put the hairpin back into his hand and looked at the girl in front of him.

"Come to me."

"what?"

“I told him to come find me.”

Dan Heng looked firmly at Ying Xing in front of him and pursed his lips.

Realizing that he was beginning to dissipate, Danheng took Yingxing's hand.

"Come find me, I'm in the future."

Looking forward to meeting you.

At this moment, Yingxing finally remembered what Danheng had told him.

He's been so negative lately; all he can think about is the image of the girl disappearing into his arms.

The girl's smiling figure gradually disappeared into the air, turning into countless osmanthus blossoms falling from the sky.

"I will come to find you..."

Yingxing stood up and placed his hand on his heart.

As if responding to his thoughts, she screamed, and he had never felt his heart pounding so powerfully.

Even if time withers away, I will find you at the ends of the universe.