Quick wear: Oops! The paranoid god is a love brain

Yan Feng was very satisfied with Nan Yanhui's open-minded attitude.

And in the next few decades, Nan Yanhui indeed used his actions to tell Yan Feng that he was really open-minded and could let go, and he no longer intended to do anything related to that country.

Various gossips about that country are indeed still constantly circulating into their ears.

For example, a new government was established.

It was swallowed up and divided up by neighboring countries.

But it has nothing to do with him.

All Nan Yanhui cared about was the one and a half acres of land they had just bought and Yan Feng who was by his side.

This is an agricultural age after all.

But whether it was Nan Yanhui or Yan Feng, the two had never carried out any activities such as farming. So even though they bought a lot of land, in the end, they basically hired others to come and look after the sowing.

As for Nan Yanhui and Yan Feng, they occasionally went up the mountain to hunt.

You can make some money by selling the game you hunt.

Occasionally, it was like treating himself to some meat. His life was uneventful and not as rich as before, but at least he had enough food and clothing, and Yan Feng was not so particular.

People in this era have never lived long.

So when Nan Yanhui reached his fifties or sixties, problems began to arise in various functions of his body.

Yan Feng knew that this was a reaction to the fact that his life was about to end.

As for this kind of thing, Nan Yanhui is of course more clear about it.

Sitting at the door of the small courtyard they bought, looking up at the withered yellow leaves in the distance. It is now late autumn, and the sky and the earth are dyed the same red and yellow by the withered leaves.

When Nan Yan looked back, he couldn't help but think of the palace where he had stayed many years ago.

A lifetime to this day.

He had no regrets, nor did he feel any attachment to his past life. Even now, when he thought about it, he only felt irritated and disgusted.

That was the most disgusting experience in his life.

But fortunately, he appeared in that place, so he was qualified to meet the lover who accompanied him throughout his life.

When she thought of Yan Feng, the expression on her face subconsciously changed from disgust to a smile full of tenderness.

He reached out and took Yan Feng's hand.

Fold your two hands together.

Trapped Yan Feng's hand in his palm.

After rubbing it gently twice, feeling the warmth from the other's fingertips, Nan Yanhui was silent for a while before slowly saying, "Yan Feng, you said that before you met me, you were a wandering ghost outside. Does that prove that after I die, I can also become a ghost, just like you did before, wandering around by your side?"

He knew his end was near.

I also know that I won’t survive this autumn.

So it is better to consider the future situation from the beginning.

In this way, even if he fell asleep one day and never woke up, he could at least greet his new beginning with peace of mind.

Looking quietly into Yan Feng's eyes.

The other party nodded at him very happily.

Then he stretched out the arm on which he had been wearing the rosary.

Yan Feng smiled and said to Nan Yan: "Of course you can always stay with me, but in order to prevent you from getting lost, do you want to make a promise with me?"

Nan Yan blinked back.

Yan Feng pointed to his rosary and said, "Put your finger on it and say that you are willing to give me your soul after you die. This way, even if you die, the two of us will meet again in another world, and we will ensure that neither of us will get lost!"

Yan Feng said this with such determination.

But Nan Yanhui conceded that this was a new way for him to comfort himself.

But this kind of self-consolation is actually quite good.

Especially at his current point.

He really needed this kind of comfort.

So without any hesitation, she simply placed her fingers on Yan Feng's rosary. Then, according to the other party's request, Nan Yanhui told him the agreement between them.

When the words fell, Nan Yan looked back at the rosary in a daze.

Then, with an expression full of surprise, he said, "Yan Feng, did you see just now that your rosary beads seemed to light up a little. Does this mean that there really is a god who heard our agreement?"

"That's certainly what I mean." Yan Feng replied with a smile.

But his eyes were filled with bitterness.

Because he knew very well that Nan Yanhui's sighting of that light proved that his time was indeed coming to an end.

Nan Yanhui always considers things very carefully.

He prepared a lot of money for Yan Feng so that Yan Feng could live a good life after his death.

He also prepared a lot of snacks and dry food for Yan Feng.

He was afraid that after his death, Yan Feng would be unwilling to cook and would starve himself foolishly.

Yan Feng advised him not to do it.

But the man didn't listen.

After finishing all the things he thought were important, the two of them leaned against each other, and not long after, Nan Yanhui closed his eyes and fell asleep.

At first it was really just sleeping.

But gradually the breath became fainter.

till the end.

When his breath completely disappeared, Yan Feng raised his hand and kissed the rosary on his wrist four times. Then he looked up again and found that he had returned to the divine realm.

The tasks in this world are both complex and simple.

So much so that at the moment of separation, the warm feeling in Yan Feng's heart was still lingering and had not completely dissipated.

Nan Yanhui was standing right in front of him.

The two men looked at each other.

It was Yan Feng who stretched out his hands towards him.

With a cheerful expression, he said, "Look, I said we'd meet again once we made a promise. I didn't lie to you, did I?"

I didn't lie to him.

Although all memories have returned.

But after all, for Nan Yanhui, the life she has experienced is his complete life.

So what echoes in my mind now is still the constant companionship in this life.

Take two deep breaths.

He walked up to Yan Feng.

When she reached out to hug the other person in her arms, Nan Yanhui also rested her chin on Yan Feng's shoulder.

There was a hint of trembling in the voice.

He said softly: "Yan Feng, thank you."

Thank you for meeting me.

Thank you for being with me too.

A life with you is my complete life.

The next few decades completely washed away the despair and shadows that his childhood and adolescence had brought him.

And apart from Yan Feng, there is no one else who can do such a thing.