If heaven and earth have boundaries, then they must refer to the place beyond this space.
Within the expanse of this lake, heaven and earth blur into one.
The Milky Way in the sky is so brilliant, and the starlight reflected on the ground sparkles everywhere. There are also gentle cottony clouds and fireflies dancing in mid-air.
Mu Wanchen's back was against a boundless starry river, and the deepest azure in his eyes matched the night sky, causing me to momentarily lose myself.
Here the sky is like a canopy, trees sway gracefully, and flowers are fragrant. The drooping branches cleverly form an archway.
Like a natural and hidden garden, it floats among the stars and galaxies, yet remains grounded on solid earth.
But even this soft and gentle environment couldn't ease my tension and stiffness.
Mu Wanchen raised his eyes, which were as bright as the starry river, and smiled softly: "Strong on the outside, but weak on the inside…"
I disagree, why is he so calm?
"...You seem to have a lot of experience, Grandpa!"
"You'll know if you try."
"A little nervous..."
"Hmph... Close your eyes." Mu Wanchen leaned down and kissed me on my eyelids.
"Ouch ouch ouch!"
"...“
"It's deadly!"
“Shut up.”
"Is this where it gets scary?!"
"...Don't talk nonsense about death, Xiaolu." He rubbed my nose and kissed the corner of my lips: "It's a very sad word. You're young now and don't know what sorrow is, but you'll understand it someday."
Young and carefree, ignorant of sorrow.
I reached up and touched his brow, asking, "What troubles you?"
Mu Wanchen smiled: "First, I need a good wife who can help me take care of the female Gu well. As for the rest, you don't need to worry about it for now."
Okay, I'll try my best.
The trees swayed gently, and the moonbeams danced.
"...And you, with tear-filled eyes." He chuckled softly, shaking his head. "I truly didn't expect you to be so afraid of pain."
"Don't you think it's your problem…?"
"Yes, yes, it's my problem. Little Yin Luo is such a delicate young lady, I should be more careful."
Actually, the night breeze and the fragrance of flowers have already calmed the restlessness in my heart.
His warmth soothed my tension, and being together wasn't as difficult or insurmountable as I had imagined.
"...Why are we here?" I asked, a bit petulantly.
Mu Wanchen smiled softly: "Because no one has come here in a hundred years..."
He paused, pointing to his chest: "This heaven and earth, including people, are all yours."

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