Interstellar Beast World: The Ferocious Beast Husband Has a Wild Mind

Chapter 278 God, is it possible?

The rain poured down, and the fine raindrops reflected a faint light under the streetlights, soaking the man in the middle of the road.

Shi Ying saw that heavy rain again, the drizzling rain curtain washing away the ornate carved beams and painted rafters, the empty and cold courtyard, the broken branches and fallen leaves on the ground, the blooming smoky purple skirt, and the girl's angry and worried face running towards him.

When the softness pressed against me, the sound of rain seemed to stop abruptly. My panic subsided, replaced by warmth and joy. My heart began to beat faster and faster, pounding against my eardrums.

Countless days and nights, when he closed his eyes, all he saw was the image of Awan falling into the sea.

He regretted countless times that he shouldn't have left Awan alone in the capital. He should have taken her with him. Would she have been safe if he had taken Awan with him?

If he were a little stronger and could retain some mental energy, wouldn't he have been able to pull Ah Wan up?
Wouldn't Awan just let go to save him?
He used every means to seek revenge, trying to make up for his incompetence and his failure to protect her.

He poured all his energy into his high-intensity work so that he wouldn't have to think about those painful memories, escape the facts that he didn't want to accept and that were suffocatingly painful just to think about, and avoid being overwhelmed by those longings and fears.

But the cold rain falling on him was like a bucket of ice water being poured over him, the chill seeping into his limbs and bones, almost freezing his blood.

There is no longer a soft body to curl up in his arms for warmth. Before, holding her felt like holding the whole world, and now he has lost his whole world.

She would feel sorry for him and let him sleep a little longer, then put her hands on her waist, sometimes giving them a squeeze, placing her legs between his, and sometimes domineeringly draping them over his legs.

She patted him roughly and told him not to be afraid, that she wouldn't do anything.

She was clearly afraid of what he might do.

She would brush his fur, cherishing it even more than he did himself, and would polish and care for each of his paws one by one.

She always loved to bury her face in his fur, ruffle his ears with her hands, and while doing so, she would smile and praise him.

She always liked to walk barefoot on the floor. She would refuse to wear shoes when asked to. When she spun around, her waist-length hair swayed gracefully in the air, and the lights gave it a golden halo, as if the strands of hair were glowing.

Like a ray of light falling into his world.

She always liked to eat very sweet things, and would always feed him one and ask him if it was sweet.

He didn't actually like sweets at all, but he still went against his conscience and said they were sweet. Her fingers were sweet, her breath was sweet, and her smile was sweet.

Gradually, he became less resistant to eating sweets.

She told him that life was bitter and he needed to eat something sweet.

But without you, even the sweetest candy tastes bitter...

She would hold his hand and call his name softly and sweetly, "Shiying~"
She always liked to call him by his full name, sometimes with a gentle inflection and sometimes with a fierce glare.

She only ever called him by his full name, and that never changed, but he could still feel her doting affection.

Shi Ying, do you want some mango?
Is Time Shadow good?

Shi Ying, you're such a good girl.

Shi Ying, you're so cute.

Shi Ying, you look so beautiful.

Shi Ying, you're so pretentious.

Shi Ying lowered her head.

Shi Ying, sleep a little longer.

Shi Ying, I like you.

Happy birthday, Shi Ying.

Time Shadow...

Scenes replayed in my mind, all of them her beautiful voice and smile. But as I reached out to grasp them, they vanished completely, bit by bit.

It also completely took away his breath, and his longing, like a tide, peeled away layer by layer, almost drowned him.

He couldn't get out of it, so he wanted to sink completely into it.

Every memory is his most treasured possession, yet also a sharp knife piercing his heart.

His swaying body fell straight to his knees.

God, could you please let him see me one more time?

Please, please let her come back!
How could he forget that scorching summer rain?

How could he forget that unique city full of lights?
How could he forget those star-like eyes?
He can't forget it.

He couldn't accept it.

He can't let it go.

She kissed him passionately, telling him that she only wanted him, soothing his anxious and inferior heart, satisfying his base possessiveness, and protecting the madness in his heart.

She had seen his pathetic state and witnessed his darkness, yet she still protected him without hesitation.

She understood the unease behind his assertiveness and the fear behind his possessiveness.

She indulged his selfishness and jealousy, and never rejected his advances.

Tell him that some things don't have to be shared, and allow him to keep them all to himself.

She painstakingly picked up the pieces little by little, piecing them together in her own way to create a complete picture of him, a picture of someone who, despite his health issues, was still loved.

Without her, how could he find joy and peace in Chang'an?
He will never be happy in his life.

In the heavy rain, his straight back bent down, like a dog, like a willow tree broken by the wind, lying helplessly and dejectedly on the ground, his palms and the backs of his hands soaked in the torrential rain, letting the rain soak his whole body, slowly taking away his body heat.

Like a fish losing its most important water, like a dandelion losing its most beloved wind, like a kite with a broken string.

A promise made in the rain, warmth, a little bodhisattva...

It's all gone.

All that remains is a merciless coldness, numbness, and darkness.

Never again.

His wife...

His little bodhisattva...

His master...

His body temperature was cold at his fingertips, and blood spread across the ground. The sound of rain muffled his sobs, but one could see his shoulders trembling with collapse.

Ah Wan, do you know?
In that instant, my heart felt empty. I couldn't feel the pain, yet an endless pain surged from all directions.

Ah Wan, don't leave me in a hell without you.

How could you leave me here all alone?

The rain poured down, splashing up mist that blurred the world.

Someone fell into that sea, and time itself shattered in that autumn.