"...That's it."
The story is short, but Valentine tells it for a long time.
The moment he was hugged by the girls, he suddenly felt that time had slowed down, but his heartbeat was getting faster and faster, as well as the body temperature of the people around him.
Having lived for so long, Valentin also understands what this reaction is like. When he spent the first night with the two created saints, his mood was the same as now.
However, now he can no longer be called an innocent virgin, and Valentin also thought that he would be more calm when facing them.
Who would have thought that the one who was most at ease was Raphael, and he was still the shy young man in front of her.
"It's really enviable."
The soft voice rang in his ears, which more or less removed the rawness in Valentine's heart. He withdrew his gaze and turned to look to his side.
The halo touched his cheek and flickered slightly, but the light was still soft. The angel clasped the boy's hand, leaned close to him, and looked into the distance.
This is the first time that Valentin has been so close to Raphael.
"Is it worth envying?"
Valentine turned his head and glanced at the fox behind him.
The small blanket that covered it at first was kicked aside, and the entire fox curled up into a ball of fur and lay on the pillow.
Think about it too. Animals are not equal to humans. They are furry and naturally have good cold resistance. They don’t need a quilt to sleep at all.
"It's just an ordinary fox now, with no memory of the past."
"The rest is just animal instinct and full affection for Yifeng."
Speaking of this, Valentine suddenly remembered the time when he first met the little fox.
Facing the stranger's call, it bared its fangs and its eyes were full of vigilance.
As a result, he switched images back and forth several times and the stupid fox was confused. It didn't take long for him to accept Valentine's appearance.
It seems that "Valentin" has been equated with "Yifeng" in its heart.
This is a very good result, but also very helpless.
"Isn't it enviable to be able to spend your whole life safely and happily with the person you love, and to be able to continue to be with him after he passes away?"
Raphael straightened up and looked directly into his lover's eyes.
"If possible, I also want to stay with you after death, no matter what form..."
"It doesn't matter whether it's a soul or an animal."
"As long as I can keep looking at you, that's enough."
Her voice was very soft, but in Valentine's ears it was as heavy as a mountain. It penetrated into his heart, melted into countless sweet feelings, and spread throughout his body.
The room was so quiet, so quiet that he could hear his and Raphael's heartbeats, and her breathing.
The air began to become ambiguous, and Valentine's instinct as a man quietly controlled his thinking, urging him to pierce the window paper.
As if just a gentle push...
He and Raphael would fall into love and become one.
call.
Unfortunately, what hits her is not lust, but the breeze blowing through the forest at night.
Valentine suddenly woke up from the chaos. He saw Raphael's somewhat evil smile, and his expression reminded people of the "little devil" in many romance works.
But she was an angel, with a soft light emanating from her body and stars twinkling in her eyes.
"But my wish won't come true, right?"
Raphael leaned on the shoulder of the person next to him, his tone a little lonely.
"The world of Terra only has Source Stone skills, but no soul magic."
"There are no examples of obsessions turning into residual souls after death, let alone giving physical entities to the residual souls."
"We still have to separate after all."
The night wind blew away Valentine's embarrassment, but Raphael's words plunged him into silence again.
This is a very real problem.
No matter how much people praise "love", it is only a human emotion after all.
When life ends, so does love.
People's arrogance makes them say everything for love, but people's reality is so cruel that they all break their promises.
"Although I am a Lateran saint, my lifespan is actually no different from other Sakota people."
"Perhaps one day in the future, only Yihuang will be by your side."
Raphael chuckled softly.
"After all, the dragon race is one of the longest-lived races on Terra."
These words reminded Valentin that there was a girl beside him.
The weight was lifted from my left shoulder, but my right shoulder was still heavy. Valentin looked at Xing Yihuang and saw only the long black hair tied up and a handsome dragon horn.
Fortunately, this girl only has one dragon horn, otherwise she would definitely puncture his aorta if she came so close...
The boy lowered his head slightly and looked at the face of the girl next to him.
Xing Yihuang still looks the same, even without makeup, she is still beautiful. It's just different from usual. Her face is no longer indifferent, there is a faint smile on her lips, her eyes are staring at the starry sky outside, her whole person is intoxicated in a sweet atmosphere, and she is not affected by the outside world at all.
It was as if she was the only one in the world.
That smile made Valentine's heart hurt.
He has never forgotten the memories of getting along with Xing Yihuang, and naturally he has not forgotten his attitude at that time.
From the beginning of his life in Rhine until his death in Qicheng, Xing Yihuang stayed with Valentine and never missed a battle.
In daily life, these two people are also in tune with each other and live like a couple who have been married for a long time.
There is distance, but also very close.
but……
That's just a feeling.
After all, the life of a married couple is just Valentine's own feelings. For Xing Yihuang, what she can feel is the distance between her and her beloved.
You can reach out and touch him, but that's all you can do.
There is always a shallow barrier between them. Valentine has no intention of crossing it, and Xing Yihuang has always stood where he is without any thoughts of the past.
She is a very shy girl, and it is indeed difficult to cross that hurdle.
The price of waiting is watching your loved one get closer and closer to someone else.
…
At this moment, Valentin was very glad that he met Raphael.
If someone else had appeared, Xing Yihuang might have left. After all, few people were willing to share their significant other.
If she didn't show up, then I and Xing Yihuang would definitely be able to achieve success in the future, it was just a matter of time.
However, two wives are better than one, right?
Men think so, right?
Although Valentin always felt that there was something wrong with Raphael's attitude towards Xing Yihuang, they were still his wings after all.
It doesn't matter that the two wings are entangled.
Just don't break it.
"Yihuang."
Valentin calmed down and called her name softly.
The girl raised her head slightly when she heard the sound and met his gaze.
Those eyes made Valentine's breath stagnant. There seemed to be a pool of water hidden in them, shimmering under the moonlight, clean and clear.
Without any impurities.
Raphael's eyes are beautiful, with stars hidden in them. But there was nothing in Xing Yihuang's eyes, just like water.
Valentine could only see himself.
"..."
At this moment, he suddenly didn't know what to say.
Although they have been friends for nearly three years and are only one step away from being lovers, Valentine's mind is completely blank. There is only himself in Xing Yihuang's eyes and nothing else.
Xing Yihuang didn't say anything about this. Looking directly into his eyes, the smile on her lips remained.
It seemed that just a call from her lover was enough to make her feel extremely satisfied.
"I'm going to take a shower first."
Raphael slapped Valentin on the back, waking him up.
"I'll give you two some space so you can think about what to say."
She smiled, got up and walked into the bathroom on the other side of the bedroom.
Soon, the sound of gurgling water came. Valentin looked at the girl next to him and bit his lower lip.
He let go of the hand held by Xing Yihuang and put his arm around her waist. Then he slowly moved up, and finally covered the girl's side hair, letting her lean tightly against his shoulder.
Valentin closed his eyes and gently rubbed the girl's hair with his cheek, making intimate movements.
The words are all in it.
