Starry Sky Railway: The Slacking Sword Saint is Keeped by Fu Xuan

Yu Chen stretched, yawned, and stood up, his long black hair cascading down.

A few strands of hair stood up as if they had their own thoughts, but he patted his stomach as if he didn't notice anything amiss, and asked, "Can we go eat now?"

Fu Xuan's gaze fell on the messy hair on top of his head. Hearing his words, he said speechlessly, "Do you think I'm your meal ticket? Can't you go find something to eat when you're hungry?"

"Hehe... Well, I haven't received those two jars of peach blossom wine yet..."

And Master Taibu, your restaurant is fantastic! I'm afraid I wouldn't have been able to get in by myself without your help!"

Yu Chen smiled and looked down at her.

Fu Xuan pursed his lips, but couldn't resist reaching out and ruffling his head.

Yu Chen was slightly taken aback, looking at her with a bewildered expression.

Fu Xuan crossed his arms and turned around, a blush slowly spreading across his snow-white nape.

"Your hair is messy, let me fix it for you..."

"That's it..."

"Alright, weren't we supposed to be eating?... Let's hurry up, I'm hungry too..."

Her steps were hurried and slightly rushed.

Yu Chen followed in a few steps, a smile on his lips, in a very good mood.

"My lord, please don't be impatient. Haste makes waste."

...

It's much better to eat and drink with the taebo than to go out and find a small restaurant or go home and find raw fish to eat.

Yu Chen, patting his full stomach, strolled along the street with Fu Xuan. He felt that his appetite was being spoiled by the chefs at Liuyun Pavilion.

He pondered, if things continued like this, wouldn't he end up relying on this fortune teller and following her around like a dog?

Thinking of this, Yu Chen's gaze fell on Lord Fu Xuan, whose long hair was flowing in front of him.

She was small in stature, with pink hair, wearing white stockings, and two little ice cream cones wrapped in her shoes, bouncing on the ground.

Her hair is still not tied up...

Yu Chen smiled, pursing his lips.

She was clearly wearing the hairpin...

"why are you laughing?"

Fu Xuan suddenly turned around and glanced at him, looking at that strange smile, he frowned slightly and asked with some suspicion.

"It's nothing... I just think Lord Fu Xuan is really cute~"

Yu Chen stepped forward and gently patted her head.

Fu Xuan blushed and glared at him, then looked around to make sure no one was watching before letting out a sigh of relief. "We're still on the street!"

"So you mean I can touch you whenever I want, even when we're not on the street?"

Yu Chen narrowed his eyes, leaned slightly closer to her, and smiled as he gazed into her pink, clear, glass-like eyes.

Fu Xuan glared at him, her face flushed, and raised her hand to punch him with her small pink fist. "That's not true!"

Yu Chen raised his hand as a shield to block, and Fu Xuan's fist, which was about to strike, paused slightly before gently striking it.

"Ah~ I've been defeated!"

Yu Chen looked up and shouted, as if he had been struck by a tremendous force, and staggered back several steps.

This shout instantly attracted a lot of attention. Fu Xuan's face turned bright red. She looked around in a panic, feeling so embarrassed that she wished she could jump into the sea of ​​clouds next to her.

"You're going to die!"

She quickly stepped forward, grabbed Yu Chen's hand, and hurriedly fled this place of trouble.

Yu Chen is shameless enough, but how can the dignified Grand Diviner of the Imperial Divination Bureau be so childish and shameless?!

Yu Chen happily ran after her, his gaze falling on her small, fair hand that was tightly gripping his, and a wave of warmth and sweetness washed over him.

I'm so happy...

...

They drove a long way and arrived at yet another place that Yu Chen didn't recognize.

Time has passed, the world has changed, but the human condition remains the same. However, in just over a century, this familiar land has become unfamiliar.

He gazed at the scene before him, his eyes gradually fading, his expression serene. Time had left no trace on his appearance, only…

Human hearts are ultimately just human hearts. An excessively long life does not bring the wonderful things that short-lived beings imagine. The vast accumulation of memories mostly brings only pain, separation, and exhaustion...

His gaze gradually became unfocused, and his mind wandered off somewhere else.

"... "

Fu Xuan came to her senses, panting slightly, and then was surprised to find that her hand was still holding his.

The hand, much larger than her own, gently held hers, conveying warmth.

She quickly let go, put her hand behind her back, then blushed and turned to glare at Yu Chen, wanting to criticize his childish behavior in the street…

Then, once again, the words that were on the tip of her tongue were choked back by her lost and forlorn expression.

In Yu Chen's empty eyes, she saw a suffocating sense of the weight of time's erosion, and a feeling of bewilderment...

He was like a child on a lonely planet gazing up at a vast sea of ​​stars. Above him, the Milky Way swirled, and time passed. He stood there, silently watching, for an unknown amount of time.

That profound and extreme sense of loneliness made her heart waver, and she subconsciously clenched her fist again after just letting go.

Fu Xuan's delicate brows furrowed without her realizing it, and her eyes revealed a heartache she herself was unaware of.

"Yu Chen... what's wrong?"

The girl's gentle, light call brought his gradually fading soul back to life.

"Huh...huh..."

Yu Chen closed his eyes and suddenly gasped for breath. A huge feeling of exhaustion washed over him, and his body swayed involuntarily.

He took a deep breath, barely managing to suppress the discomfort and calm his breathing.

When those eyes opened again, they still held the same leisurely air, and a touch of...gentleness that had appeared somewhere along the way.

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired from running..."

Fu Xuan stared intently at him, looking directly into those dark eyes. Did he really think she would believe this lie that was so obviously fake?

"Don't you dare lie to me!"

She gritted her teeth and gripped his hand tightly, feeling as if he were both incredibly close and incredibly far away from her.

It's as if if you loosen your grip even slightly, he'll suddenly shatter and disappear.

Yu Chen looked at the girl in front of him whose eyes were a little red, smiled helplessly, and pulled her back a few steps to lean against the stone railing behind them.

"You're really okay, you'll be fine after a rest!"

Fu Xuan stared at him, his teeth clenched, his gaze fixed on the undisguised exhaustion and weakness between his brows, without uttering a word.

Yu Chen looked at the girl with some helplessness, raised his other hand that she wasn't holding, and gently placed it on her head to rub it.

"It's really nothing, just a minor ailment I often get... I just need to rest for a while and I'll be fine."

Fu Xuan stood there quietly, holding on tightly as he stroked his head, neither dodging nor avoiding the touch.

Yu Chen sighed again, feeling quite helpless. He could only gently squeeze her soft little hand to comfort her and show her that he was really fine.

Fu Xuan didn't react much, but suddenly took a small step forward, getting a little closer to him.

Yu Chen chuckled softly without speaking, then stepped forward and pulled her into his arms, resting his head gently on Fu Xuan's head, inhaling the fragrance of her hair. "I promise you, I really, really, really won't have any problems, okay?"

Chapter 37 Xingxuan: Is that the Grand Diviner?!

He held the Grand Diviner tightly for a long time, and the fatigue and weakness in his body did indeed dissipate a lot.

Although there are still some issues, it's much better than it was at the beginning.

Fu Xuan threw herself into his arms and finally let go of his hand.

Her body trembled slightly, and Yu Chen gently stroked her back to comfort her.

Although I could more or less guess why she had lost her composure, but…

The sharp sword hanging over his head made him dare not get any closer...

The destiny of all immortal beings constantly echoed in their minds.

Although he is special, he has already lived for so long. How could he dare to form any more connections with people in that vague and uncertain future?

He was...afraid...

'But...she really has a way of healing people's hearts...even though it's just a hug like this...'

Yu Chen squinted and leaned his head against Fu Xuan's, gently inhaling her fragrance and feeling the warmth of her soft body against his.

I felt an unprecedented peace and relaxation in my heart...