Chapter Seventy-Three: Unaware of Being a Guest in One's Own Dream

  "Is it delicious?"

  Xu Qingcheng tilted her head, her delicate face filled with affectionate gaze, watching Lin Huang eat the food she cooked.

  "There's too much salt."

  The old and honest way of Linhuang.

  "How is it possible? I'll try." Xǔ Qīngchéng was somewhat angry.

  "Fooled you. It's delicious. Everything you cook is delicious." Lin Huang burst out laughing, scratched the bridge of Xu Qingcheng's straight nose, and with one mouthful, ate everything up, earning a white-eyed glare from Xu Qingcheng.

  You cook and I eat, we had a sweet dinner together, leaning against each other reading books.

  Xu Qingcheng held the lamp with both hands, and the flame grew brighter, casting a rosy glow on her cheeks. The dim room was filled with a subtle fragrance. Lin Huang put down the book in his hand, somewhat absent-mindedly, and leaned in close to take a deep sniff. "Red sleeves add fragrance to reading at night. Hmm, it smells so good."

  "Rascal." Xǔ Qīngchéng was a bit shy, but didn't refuse Lín Huāng's leaning, taking the book from Lín Huāng's hand, " 'The Demigod Talks'. When I become a god, all heavens and realms will chant my name; when I become a god, all sentient beings will know my intentions..."

  "It turned out to be a boastful book. How about this, you and I write separately, I really want to know, if you become a god, what kind of great vow will you have."

  Lin Huang stood up straight and said, "Good. I was also wondering, if you become a god, what will happen to me."

  Two people back to each other, start writing.

  Lin Huang's brush danced like a dragon and snake, just as he finished writing "I have become a god", he stopped his brush, feeling a bit dazed, and couldn't help but turn around to sneak a peek at Xu Qingcheng's writing.

  "If he does not attain great joy, great liberation, and great freedom, I will not become a Buddha."

  "If my way is against his, then I'll take a different path. I won't become a god."

  "If the mountains and seas were to change places and all the clothes were worn out, I would still not become a god."

  Xu Qincheng wrote very seriously, Lin Huang read it very seriously too, and destroyed the paper in his hand. Lin Huang hugged Xu Qincheng tightly.

  "Ah, you're sneaking a peek. You're so shameless." Xǔ Qīngchéng hastily bent down to cover up the words she had written, her collar slightly open, revealing a patch of fair skin, smooth and lustrous like jade, which caught Lín Huāng's eye.

  Lin Ao couldn't help but stretch out his hand and drill into Xu Qingcheng's collar, instantly clearing his mind and clarifying his thoughts.

  "What's the harm in being with you even if I don't become a god?"

  Xu Qingcheng's eyes were dazed, and he lightly pressed a kiss on Lin Huang's face. His thin, red lips left a sweet, sticky breath behind. "I want to go see the sea."

  Lin Hu laughed loudly, his feet moved, and he pulled Xu Qingcheng's hand up to the sky. With a flick of his wrist, the mulberry fields transformed into a vast ocean, stretching endlessly in all directions. The waves surged forward, connecting the sea and the sky.

  Lin Huang and Xu Qingcheng held hands, barefoot on the sandy beach.

  Build a castle together and say it's our future home.

  On the beach, they carefully drew each other's portraits. Lin Hu was moved in his heart and added a small child below, which made Xu Qingcheng extremely angry and chased him for his life across mountains and plains.

  It's dark.

  Lin Huang let Xun Qingcheng close her eyes, holding her hand and walking to the end of the beach.

  "What do you want me to see?" Xǔ Qīngchéng grasped Lín Huāng's hand, a smile spreading across his face that he had never shown before.

  "Don't peek." Lin Huang blocked Xu Qingcheng's line of sight with his right hand and blew out a mouthful of air.

  This air rolled in the empty space and fell onto the vacant land, transforming into a dazzling amusement park.

  "It's no use. I couldn't help myself, I have to look." Xǔ Qīngchéng broke free from Lín Huāng's hand, opened his eyes, and saw the amusement park in his memories, with lights shining brightly and stars twinkling, he couldn't help but cry tears of joy.

  "Do you like it?" Lin Huang whispered in Xu Qingcheng's ear.

  "I don't like it, no way! Ah, I want to play this one, and that one, and this one too. I want to play them all!" Xǔ Qīngchéng was excited like a child, pulling Lín Huāng's hand, starting his own dream journey.

  "This is getting ridiculous. How childish."

  "Are you going with me?! Hmph! Don't bother accompanying me, I'll go have fun by myself."

  "I'll accompany you, I'll accompany you, even if you want to play until the earth is old and the sky is worn out, I'll still accompany you to the end."

  "Hey, this silver ear gruel is too sweet. There's no delicious food like the one I like to eat." Xǔ Qīngchéng leaned against the wooden horse, nudged Lín Huāng, and tossed the silver ear gruel in his hand.

  Lin Huang was somewhat angry, "It's not good to eat, give it to me. I've been hungry for a whole day."

  "It's delicious. Everything Lin Huo makes is delicious." Xǔ Qīngchéng smiled with her eyes, leaned against Lín Huò with a tilted head, stretched out her hand and exclaimed: "I want to go to the highest mountain and see the most beautiful starlight. You have to accompany me."

  "Alright. Wherever you want to go, I'll accompany you." Lin Hu's pampered and fondled Xu Qingcheng's hair, holding Xu Qingcheng's hand, "Let's set off. The highest mountain is our target."

  "Haha!"

  Xu Qingcheng burst out laughing, the two of them hand in hand, walked across the ocean, walked over high mountains, walked through valleys, and passed through forests.

  Witnessed the most beautiful starlight, seen the scorching sun of the vast desert. Used stars and moon to paint, used high mountains and flowing water to tune music, walked through spring pastures, walked through summer islands, walked through autumn rainforests, walked through winter ice fields.

  Xu Qincheng cooks for Lin Huang, and Lin Huang shelters Xu Qincheng from the rain. Hand in hand, they have seen the calmness of the ocean and also witnessed its fury. They have seen the majesty of high mountains and also seen their unshakeability. On the vast ocean, they made a vow; on the lofty mountain, they made a promise.

  Hand in hand with you, growing old together, sharing joys and sorrows, never parting or abandoning.

  The blue sea turns into mulberry fields, the mountain oath is as deep as the sea, with intense affection and love, a lifetime of passion, pouring out all, various loves, returning to one furnace.

  Waiting until the seventh day's sunlight subsides, the moonlight falls down.

  Lin Huang and Xu Qingcheng returned to the palace again.

  Lin Huang stretched out his hand, grasped Xu Qingcheng's short hair, furrowed his brow, "Growing so slowly. When can you grow your hair to your waist and let me marry you?"

  "You've got to wait." Xǔ Qīngchéng said with a smile, grabbing Lín Huāng's hand, which was smooth and unlined. Lín Huāng felt a bit annoyed, stretching out his own pale palm, "Look, there's no me in your palm lines. So the person in my palm lines definitely isn't you."

  "Who else if not me? Whoever competes with me, I'll kill their whole family!" Lin Arang hummed coldly and grasped Xu Qingcheng's short hair again. "No way, your hair needs to grow faster, I can't wait any longer."

  "It depends on your sincerity. If you're good to me, a little better, and even better, it might grow quickly. But if you're not good to me, it might never grow in its lifetime."

  "How dare you?! Believe it or not, I'll bite you." Lin Huang hugged Xu Qingcheng tightly and nuzzled her wildly.

  "Ah. I don't dare, I don't dare." Xǔ Qīngchéng pouted, struggling to resist, the two of them tumbling, jumping, embracing, holding each other, finally rolling together, their faces pressed against each other, warm breath moistening each other's noses, carrying each other's scent, making one feel a little stifled and yearnful.

  Looking at Xu Qingcheng's stunning face, Lin Huang suddenly felt a surge in his heart and lowered his head, "I want to kiss you."

  Xu Qingcheng's body trembled and he closed his eyes.

  A kiss in the desolate sky, passion surges.

  It is in dreams that one does not know he is a guest, and so he indulges in delight.