socalfunplaces Chapter 322: Parting, We Will Meet Again
Chapter 322: Parting, We Will Meet Again
In the place where the wind of freedom blows, at the foot of a snow-capped mountain where the snow never melts all year round, a beautiful woman sits on a blanket beside an icy lake. Cold air is coming out of her body, and she must have just come out of the lake.
She looked at the slightly rippling lake. The frosty moonlight added a touch of mystery. Her eyes, reflected in the lake, also rippled slightly.
The cold wind blew across her body, making her feel very comfortable. The coolness helped people stay awake. Eula was probably the only one in Teyvat who had this idea.
Still dressed as usual, Eula bent her legs together, with her chin resting on her knees covered by stockings. She always talked about vengeance but never took revenge, and at this moment her heart felt sour, as if being pulled.
"Hmph, other people have someone to accompany them on their birthdays, but I am the only one who spends it alone. I will remember this grudge!" Eula muttered softly.
In fact, it’s not that no one is with her, but because the person she wants to celebrate her birthday with is not there, she doesn’t care so much.
Youla pouted angrily: "When you come back, I will definitely take revenge on you and make you make up for all the birthdays you didn't spend with me in the past, and all the birthdays you didn't spend with me in the past!"
"When the time comes, I'll keep you busy to death!" The menacing words came out, but Eula quickly added, muttering to herself: "No, being busy to death is too easy for you, I will also help, make you half dead, and torture you well!"
Eula imagined all the punishment she would have to give to that guy when he came back. The more she thought about it, the more excited she became. In the end, she even smiled faintly, looking so beautiful under the moonlight.
"Yura..."
A deep and gentle voice sounded, causing the person being called to feel her heart pounding. This was the voice that she had been thinking about day and night, a voice that she wished she could hear immediately.
Eula raised her head in disbelief. The man in her sight was wearing a white shirt, grey trousers, and a black windbreaker. His long hair was swaying in the cold wind.
"Is it really you?" Eula's eyes widened, and she placed her hand on her forehead again, muttering, "This time, it's not an illusion, right?"
Mo Ran walked over quickly and hugged her, his arms covering her delicate body. He forgot all the scenes he had planned for the meeting. All the words that had accumulated in his heart since he left turned into one sentence: "Long time no see!"
"This temperature, it's really you..." The corners of Youla's eyes were slightly moist, but she smiled faintly.
"It's me, Eula, I'm back!"
"I'm glad you're back. Are you leaving?" Eula clung tightly to his gentle arms. This was the only thing she hoped wasn't cold.
Mo Ran leaned close to her ear and said softly, "I'm not leaving. I will never... leave again."
Under the moonlight, they hugged each other tightly, as if they had forgotten the coldness around them, because each other's bodies were so warm.
Not only him, but she too, all of them who were in love, she was at the age when her lover left her, and she finally saw him returning.
If there is anything that can overcome separation, perhaps it is only the hope for future reunion. If there is anything that can make the beautiful scenery dim, it should be only this moment.
Mo Ran put his arms around Youla's waist and sat on the blanket. It was just a blanket prepared for one person, so it seemed a little small for two people to sit on.
Therefore, the woman in black leaned on the edge, always squeezing in a little bit, and when she touched the other person's body, she quickly moved away a little bit, and this happened repeatedly until Youla agreed to let Mo Ran put her on his lap.
After the deep longing passed, when Youla and Mo Ran came into contact, her face was blushing again, her hands tightly grasped the corners of her clothes, and her eyes were flashing.
Mo Ran looked at the beauty in his arms, smiled faintly, and then kissed lightly on the cheek that was matchless.
"You're already an old married couple, why are you still so shy?"
"Who is an old married woman with you?" Eula gently bumped her head against his chest, and her snow-white neck turned red, even spreading to her ears, and it was very hot.
"Well, let me think, it seems a bit too much." Mo Ran pretended to have three thousand beauties in the harem, as if he was still thinking about whose card to turn over.
Youla turned her head away, realizing that he was just being sarcastic, and said angrily, "Whoever love is whoever it is, it has nothing to do with me!"
"Hehe, then I'm going to say it." Mo Ran cleared his throat, put away the smile on his face, straightened his expression, and was about to speak.
Eula glanced at his serious expression and her heart skipped a beat, as if she had been hit by a heavy hammer. Could it be that this guy really had an affair with someone else behind her back?
Just when Eula was panicking, Mo Ran opened his mouth and shouted loudly: "My wife in this life, and the only person I love, is the captain of the guerrilla squad of the Mondstadt Knights of Favonius, the Wave Knight, Eula Lawrence!"
The voice echoed around with the mountain breeze, lingering for a long time.
Youla smiled, but pretended to be nonchalant. "That's right, no one heard you even if you shouted so loudly..."
"So I go to Mondstadt and shout every day?"
"you dare?!"
"If the Knight agrees, I will certainly obey. After all, I have not forgotten the Eight Rules of Knighthood."
"Humph, you are rude to your superior. I will remember this grudge!"
"Okay, then go ahead, bite me hard, oh no... do it!" Mo Ran moved closer and tapped his cheek.
Youla snorted, kissed the guy on the lips, and said arrogantly: "If you want revenge, what kind of revenge, how to take it, I have to decide, I won't listen to you!"
"Wow~" Mo Ran showed a surprised look, then his eyes lit up and he said, "Can I have more?"
"Huh?!" Eula was stunned, but didn't take it to heart. She knew very well how greedy and scoundrel this guy was.
"If you don't say anything, I will take it as your consent. I will keep the grudge against you!" Mo Ran closed his eyes slightly, like a thousand-year-old fox, with a gleam in his eyes.
"Don't... don't... stop, ah!" Eula realized something was wrong, but the moment she opened her mouth, her mouth was blocked tightly, as if an electric current spread from the tip of her tongue and spread throughout her body.
Judging from Mo Ran's attitude, he might want to linger for a long time. Eula bit him, and her silver teeth covered in blood that slid down her mouth. Her slightly red eyes made her look even more pitiful.
"Ouch!" Mo Ran was bitten and quickly raised his head. There was a row of teeth marks on his lower lip and a slight numb feeling. He didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
"Are you okay? Did I use too much force?" Eula asked worriedly as she looked at the unusual amount of bleeding.
After all, it's the person she likes, so it's okay to have a little fight, but if he is really hurt by her, Eula will definitely feel guilty.
"Don't be silent, what's wrong, tell me quickly!" Eula grabbed the shoulders of the man in black with both hands, the worry in her eyes did not diminish, but instead showed a lot more anxiety.
Mo Ran scratched his head and healed the wound, leaving no trace at all. "It's okay, it's okay. I'm fine!"
"That's good." Youla breathed a sigh of relief and quickly asked, "Why didn't you say anything just now? You almost made me anxious to death."
"Well, my mouth was numb just now, so..."
"So you can't move?"
"That's not the case. It's mainly because this is my first time having such a novel experience, so of course I have to savor it."
Mo Ran's outrageous remarks caused the blush on Youla's face, which had just subsided, to rise again, as hot as a bonfire in the wild.
"Mo Ran, are you a pervert?!"
"What's wrong?" Mo Ran grabbed Eula's wrist with one hand and said with a chuckle, "Miss Eula's observation ability is really different from that of ordinary people. I hid so deeply, but you still found me."
"Then I won't pretend anymore, hahaha..."
Seeing this, Youla moved her legs and wrapped them around the waist of the black-clad man. In his surprised look, she slowly said, "A true hunter often appears as a prey, and only after the prey appears will he reveal his trump card."
"Now it's my turn to ask you, Mr. Mo Ran. I'm sure you don't want to worry about your beautiful wife at home, right?"
"Ah?" Mo Ran opened his mouth slightly, hesitated for a moment, and then continued: "Then may I ask Miss Youla, do you want to make your peerless and talented husband worry?"
"I have admired Miss Eula for a long time, but I have never had the chance to express my feelings. Why don't we take advantage of this beautiful time and spend our lives together?"
"It's not impossible, but who are you?" Eula asked with a smile as beautiful as a flower.
“My name is Mo Ran, Mo means black ink, Ran means certain, my last name stands for the world I once was, and my given name stands for the beauty I met. It symbolizes the past and the future, and only when the beginning and the end match can we have a conclusion!”
"It's a good story, but I'll still remember this grudge!"
"Should we report it on the spot?"
"No, it's too good for you. For the rest of your life, you will have to wait for my revenge every morning! And don't even think about sleeping peacefully at night. You never know when I will take revenge!"
"I will follow the orders of our Lord Wave Knight!" Mo Ran continued, "I will definitely live up to your trust and make sure I commit crimes every day so that the list of grudges will be updated every day!"
"Well, you're sensible." Eula nodded with satisfaction and couldn't help but say it out loud.
He looked at her and she looked at him, their eyes met. He could never get tired of looking at the face that was always in his mind.
After a short silence, Mo Ran looked at Eula, who was leaning her head on his shoulder, and said slowly, "Do I need to report this trip log?"
"Just say what you want to say. It's not like I can't hear you."
"Well... the story is a bit long, so let's borrow some external forces first." Mo Ran put his hand on Eula's head, activated the magic, and set up a series of pictures.
Before that scene, Mo Ran and You La were holding hands with their fingers interlocked. Every time the scene flashed by, it was accompanied by Mo Ran's explanation.
He told everything, no matter how big or small the matter was, except for omitting the scenes of himself injured and in a state of disarray and replacing them with scenes of himself in high spirits and things about the system. He concealed nothing else and explained everything clearly.
After watching the journey of more than 6,000 years since leaving Mond, Eula did not ask why it was so smooth, because she knew that the difficulties had been deleted because the other party did not want her to worry. In that case, she did not ask.
Yula could never do something that she knew the other person was doing for her own good, but still went against his or her wishes, especially to the person in front of her, the person she loved deeply.
After a long time, Eula smiled and said, "So, we haven't even gotten married yet, and we already have four children?"
"Yes, and each one of them is like Eula, talented and beautiful, smart, powerful, well-educated, and able to distinguish right from wrong..."
"Okay, okay, if you keep praising me, I'll become a flawless statue."
"She is flawless and gorgeous, but she is not a statue. She is a living Eula!"
"Ahem." Eula coughed twice and quickly changed the subject: "Take me to see these four daughters sometime."
"As long as Eula wants, she can go anytime!"
Looking at Mo Ran who always responded to her requests, Youla murmured, "You are probably the only one in Teyvat who can treat a demon god as a daughter. My vision is really good!"