I understood the meaning of the words of the big demon rabbit!

Suzaku likes him?

It's true?

Chased him for three thousand years?

Oops, this ...... It's really ......

Jing Xuan didn't know what expression to use to describe his mood at the moment, the sky would be happy? Happiness knocking on the door? Sweet swoop?

All of them.

Not at all.

His heart was beating wildly, and it had long exceeded the rhythm of a normal person.

He even forgot that he came this time to learn cooking skills, and even forgot the ferocious rabbit that roared in a big iron pot, and even forgot the sunflower essence that was tens of thousands of years old but looked extremely immature like a little girl. He only remembered the person in front of him-

Oh no.

The demon in front of you.

- A Suzaku and a demon named Qianjue.

He always thought that she was so detached that she didn't even tell him her name before, because she didn't care about him at all.

But it turns out that she damn cares about him!

I care a lot!

Her dedication to him is far beyond the limits of what he can imagine!

What kind of perseverance, what kind of liking, what kind of obsession can support her, more than 3,000 years, more than 30 lifetimes, and life after life tirelessly looking for him.

Think about it carefully.

The scene of his first meeting with her in this life.

He is still a child and has not yet registered. is still in the palace like a tiger and wolf, trying to survive in the cracks, as a prince who is not favored, has no backing, and has no sense of existence, he even has a problem to eat well, and he will be bullied every day.

That day.

He got into a fight with someone over a piece of pastry.

Just when he thought he was going to be beaten by these snob-eyed eunuchs as usual, she came down like a perfect goddess.

As soon as she flicked her sleeves, the hateful eunuchs were tossed to the ground, wailing in pain.

Then, she walked over to him.

Pick him up.

Think about it carefully...... At that time, she probably shed tears.

Her head, buried in the side of his neck.

He felt a warm wetness.

She cried.

He used to think that maybe he was too miserable, she was sympathizing with herself, and her maternal feelings were attacking.

In retrospect, this is not the case.

She wept.

It's because of the reunion.

It's because I've found him again.

It is because of this obsession and affection that have persisted for more than 3,000 years that the dust has settled and there is a belonging.

It's distressing. Not sympathy.

Maybe it's because she feels sorry for him, maybe it's because she feels sorry for herself, maybe it's both.

"That ......" After a long time, Jing Xuan retracted his thoughts and found his voice, and when he looked at Suzaku again, his eyes were already deep and terrifying.

It was not the look of a teenager.

It's the look of a man.

Real men.

"I'm sorry, I don't know. All along, I misunderstood you. Jing Xuan whispered, his voice was a little hoarse, and the words were heartfelt, "It's me who is wrong." ”

I was wrong.

You're to blame.

I was wrong.

I have misunderstood you for so long, and let you bear it alone for so long.

I was wrong.

I must have made you secretly shed a lot of tears when I didn't know it.

I was wrong.

I've never really gotten to know you, I've ever understood you. I'm just blindly enjoying your gentleness, and my efforts are far less than yours.

I was wrong.

I don't remember at all what it was like for us in previous lives, us in previous lives, and many of us in previous lives, whether we were happy or unhappy.

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