[Zongmeiying] Wait, am I going to die?

Middle-earth is buzzing because of two things.

The first thing is that the missing Elrond and Thranduil leaders returned safely.

The second thing...is that they became a couple.

Knowing this, Galadriel, who was about to board the ship for the westward journey, suddenly decided to stay in Middle-earth for a few more years, and Gandalf the White Robe, who had completed his mission, simply stayed in Rivendell.

... The elf lord felt a little headache.

"Don't frown." Thranduil stretched out his hand to smooth the half-elf's brow, with a dangerous smile on the corner of his mouth, "If you think they are troublesome, come back to the jungle with me."

——Although the number of spiders has decreased, he can still let the Silvans shoot those who dare to disturb them into hedgehogs.

Elrond smiled wryly and shook his head.

"Don't mess around, Thranduil."

The gentle elf lord looked at the scenery outside the window - after he came back, Via's power surrounded the place again, and Imla Cui gradually returned to life.

But Elrond knew that the elves in the last home of the elves would eventually cross the sea, so he tried to arrange everything in the shortest possible time to make up for the time he lost while traveling in another world.

"Don't be in a hurry. Even Galadriel doesn't plan to go west so quickly. I think the possibility of your subordinates staying is not low."

It would be hard for those Elrond fans to leave without leaving this half-elf--Thranduil was actually very happy to see them all sailing westward.Although he no longer has the power of a sentinel and a guide, the domineering possessiveness of the great elf king of the jungle has not faded in the slightest.

As soon as Elrond came back, he was busy with Imratri's affairs. If Via hadn't been supplemented with power in another world, and their souls became stronger because of it, Thranduil might have knocked out directly Elrond carried to the jungle.

Sauron has already dissipated, what else must Elrond do?Can't those guys do it themselves?

——Galian cried faintly in the dense forest hall: When will you come back, Wang? !

"Lady Galadriel won't stay long." Elrond shook his head, "The fate of the ring bearer is decided the moment he puts on the ring."

If it weren't for that accident, he would have to die in order to stay in Middle-earth forcibly, and even his soul might not be able to return to the palace of Mandos.

Thranduil hesitated for a moment: "If you want to travel west..."

Elrond's parents, if they go to the Blessed Land, they may have the possibility to meet again.

But the elf lord stopped him.

"We have already talked about this, Thranduil, I will stay in Middle-earth."

No longer the elf lord, no longer the master of Imratri, he is just Elrond, a half-elf half-breed who loves this land and finally has the opportunity to let go of his mission and responsibility and take a good look at this land. Spirits of the land.

What's more, Thranduil was not willing to travel westward.

So what does it matter if you stay in China?

"Elrond, my love." The Elf King put his arms around the half-elf's waist, and pulled the man in front of him, "You see more clearly than I do what it means to stay in Middle-Earth—so don't force yourself, I do not loathe Valinor, for if you go, I will go, and the forest is always with me."

With the power of Elrond and Thranduil, plus the talent of Iluvatar's firstborn son, they can also survive immortality if they stay in Middle-earth—that means they will see the vicissitudes of life and the changes of personnel... Always wandering between gain and loss.

Elrond smiled softly: "The hometown is always there, Thranduil."

His gray eyes radiated a gentle and wise light.

"We've always seen the way home. Iluvatar will welcome her firstborn at any time. Why should we force ourselves to make a choice at this time? If returning to Valinor is our final No matter how long we have been apart, we will see each other again. If we are willing to stay in Middle-earth, then the vicissitudes of life will not be able to match our nostalgia for it."

Thranduil looked down at Elrond, clasped his hands and interlocked his fingers, and slowly followed his words.

"And no matter how we choose, we will be together."

"Of course, Thranduil, we will always be together."

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For an unknown number of years before he became the core of the world, Severus Snape had a dream.

He came to a beautiful forest valley and met the owner of the forest valley. The black-haired and gray-eyed look of the other person looked familiar, yet felt very strange.

"Who are you?" Being alone for a long time made his ability to strike up a conversation a little bit—although he didn't seem to be very strong in this aspect before?

Severus frowned...what was he like before?

"Severus?" The other party called out his name in surprise, looking like surprise and fright, "Why are you here?"

The other's expression made Severus feel a hint of disbelief.

——Isn’t it normal for me to appear in my dream?Why am I being questioned by a guy in my dream about the legitimacy of my existence?

"Why can't I appear here? Is your name engraved here?"

"His name is really engraved here."

Another voice came, and Severus turned his head - there was another man who looked somewhat familiar, with long blond hair, blue eyes, tall and handsome.

"...Severus, how long have you been at the heart of the world?"

"..."

Why would they know this?

Well, since it was my own dream, do they also know what I know in the dream?

That feeling of familiarity... Could it be because the other party is an image created by his own consciousness, so he feels familiar?

Instead of answering that question, Severus Snape began to study questions such as "whether the things in the dream are the embodiment of memory or are they familiar because of self-creation".

"Severus..." The dark-haired man had a sad expression on his face.

——Why is it sad?Is it because I'm not happy with the status quo?

The blond man was more straightforward: "Crystal, is it still there?"

"……exist."

He didn't know why he had to answer, but just looking at those two strange people, he felt that he should answer.

——Anyway, it's in a dream, so it doesn't matter if you answer it.

"Treasure it, Severus," said the dark-haired man, earnestly.

The scene in front of me was suddenly blurred, as if the dream was about to wake up.

There was a sudden panic and reluctance in his heart - he didn't want this inexplicable dream to come to an end.

However, even if he is the core, he cannot control his dreams.

All he could do was nod to the two of them.

"it is good."

Before the dream disappeared like water, he vaguely saw the smiles on the faces of those two people.

Severus Snape woke up from his dream, looking at the dim light from the crystal around him—speaking of which, why did he cultivate this crystal in the first place?

It's been too long, and only the will to take care of the world is left in his heart, and the original appearance of other things has been erased by time.

No matter how much he cared about the two people in the dream, he still couldn't remember a single word about them.

"Heh." He sneered at himself, but he knew how heavy the responsibility was on his shoulders, and he couldn't let it go easily.

At this moment, the crystal beside him suddenly shimmered, as if calling him.

He gently placed his hand on the crystal, and the crystal shone brightly.

That year he met an elf from another world in a dark alley.

All the stories start from there, and the original thread of fate breaks from there.

—Are you a wizard?

—I have a letter from Hogwarts.

—Happy birthday, Severus.

……

Then he meets a blond child, from whom a new thread of fate is connected.

……

—Severus, I'm sorry.

--I forgive you.

Lin Gu in the dream was the last home of the elves that the elves had described to him as a bedtime story, and the two in the dream were adoptive fathers from different worlds who had returned to their homeland.

Severus looked at the familiar silhouette gradually emerging from the crystal.

It was as if the voice that had never woken up sounded in my ears again.

——I will remember everything you have been washed away by time.

The still young god smiled and closed his eyes.

If he can still get a dream, he only hopes that he can say thank you to them.