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  Su Ya and Bai Yao sat in front of the bonfire, already smelling the aroma of roasted fish. Su Ya couldn't wait to pick up a string of fish and handed it to Bai Yao first, "Bai Yao, you eat first." Romance novel updates are released first on + Look Book Net

  Bai Yao shook his head slightly and said softly: "I'm not hungry, you eat."

  "Oh, really?"

  Su Yao readily picked up the roasted fish in her hand and started eating without hesitation.

  Bai Yao glanced at her, his mouth slightly raised, and looked up at the wooden house behind her that they had lived in for three years. He remembered how three years ago, the two of them had personally renovated this old wooden house, even adding many pieces of furniture and decorations inside, making the small house feel cramped. The courtyard was also filled with white orchids, her favorite flowers.

  The days may have passed quietly, but for him, they were profound and meaningful.

  For the past three years, they would often quarrel over trivial matters and have disagreements. There were even several times when he was so angry that he wanted to give up on this hopeless little thing, but each time, he couldn't bear to do so. For all sorts of unclear reasons, even if she had become stronger and no longer as ignorant as before, in his eyes, Su Ya was still a child who needed to be taken good care of.

  Slowly withdrawing his gaze, Bai Yao looked at Suo Yao in front of him, who was eating with relish and satisfaction, and decided: "Xiao Yao, let's leave this place."

  Su Ya's hand paused, putting down the fish in her hand, and looked at Bai Yao with a complex expression, not saying a word.

  "Go out and take a look at this, go find what you're looking for."

  Bai Yao said it very calmly and realistically.

  "The world is so big, there must be an answer you're looking for, I know this isn't what you truly want."

  "Bai Yao, but this is where you belong, can you bear to leave?" She finally spoke up, her tone much calmer than usual. "You've been here for a thousand years, although there are many things you're unwilling to tell me, I know that you still have feelings for this place."

  "Feelings...?" He lowered his head, slowly raised it to gaze at the azure sky, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face, "I am a dragon who has lost memories from a thousand years ago, I don't even know if staying here is right or wrong..."

  As the words fell, a gentle breeze blew by, and Bai Yao's long hair and white robes danced in the clear wind. On his handsome face was etched a faint hint of sorrow, which was the first time Su Ya had seen him so moved.

  For the past three years, she had never seen Bai Yao with his eyes open. Every time she asked him, he would put on a serious face and tell her that he was a god. Each time he brushed her off with such identical words, she would retort with "Is being a god just about being arrogant?" After saying so, she would always get a round of annoying lectures from Bai Yao. However, at this moment, she gradually realized that the god in front of her, whom she had mistakenly thought was incapable of crying or laughing and devoid of emotions, actually had such a sentimental side as well. Perhaps closing his eyes was the best mask to hide all his emotions.

  "Don't you want to go out?" The cold voice pulled Su Ya's thoughts back to reality.

  She nodded honestly, "I really want to go out and take a look."

  These three years, because of the relationship between the two of them, the surrounding demons and monsters hardly dare to approach them, even small animals see her and hide, so facing Bai Yao this dullard all day is really too boring.

  Bai Yao heard this and smiled lightly, "Then go prepare."

  When he finished speaking, he stood up and went back to the house first. Su Yao was stunned for a moment, then quickly grabbed some dirt from the side and extinguished the fire in front of her before standing up and following him inside.

  Actually, they didn't have anything to bring. Bai Yao just said that her hair was too long and pulled her to the chair to comb it for her. Although there were no mirrors in this house, Su Ya practiced sword fighting by the lake every day and knew that her originally shoulder-length black hair had grown to her waist over the past three years. The wooden comb in Bai Yao's hand was actually one she had made herself to comb her hair with. After all, Bai Yao didn't understand a girl's love for beauty.