Wen Xiao’ai said with a smile.
Having died a few times, she had never truly understood the horror of death.
Of course, for a demon who had lived for hundreds of years, had multiple lives, and knew of the existence of the Netherworld, death was not considered a frightening thing at all.
Jun Moyan smiled, feeling that Wen Xiao’ai’s idea was a bit naive, but his heart was warmed by it, and he even looked forward to it, really being as Xiao’ai had said.
She would wait for him to be reincarnated.
"Xiaoguai, I’m not a good person; on the contrary, I’ve killed many people. Does a bad person really have the chance to be reincarnated?" he muttered to himself.
"I believe in you, I believe that those you killed were all bad people. If they don’t let you reincarnate, I’ll lead troops to the Netherworld and cause such an uproar that I’ll see if they dare withhold your Soul Fragment from reincarnation."
Jun Moyan’s eyes became a bit moist when he heard Wen Xiao’ai say this.
"Xiaoguai, we humans are not like you demons; whether it’s a hundred years or a thousand, you remain the same, but we grow old, we become ugly. When I reach my sixties or seventies, I will be a decrepit old man, and even after another decade or two, I might not even be able to walk."
Wen Xiao’ai said, without fear, "As long as it’s Jun Moyan, Xiaoguai will like you no matter what you become," and kissed Jun Moyan’s face.
"If you can’t walk in the future, I’ll get that wheeled chair from my second brother and push you every day."
"When I am reincarnated, I may not remember you as Xiaoguai," said Jun Moyan as he looked at Wen Xiao’ai’s face, his eyes reddening slightly.
What he feared most now was the day he would be separated from Wen Xiao’ai.
He feared it every day.
"It’s okay, as long as Xiaoguai remembers Jun Moyan that’s enough. Even if you don’t remember Xiaoguai, I believe you will fall in love with Xiaoguai again, because you are Jun Moyan. No matter how many times you reincarnate, you will always be the Jun Moyan who cherishes Xiaoguai the most," Wen Xiao’ai hugged him tightly, pressing her face to his.
"Anyway, we have to be together forever, no one can separate us. If I can live another two hundred years, then I will be with you for two lifetimes. If I can live another five hundred years, I will be with you for five lifetimes, until I too grow old and die," Wen Xiao’ai said, her heart becoming sad as she spoke.
She had originally thought that waiting for Jun Moyan to reincarnate over and over again would be a blissful thing to be able to stay with him forever, but now she was somewhat afraid.
If only Jun Moyan were also a demon, or even something else, just so he could live a very long time like she could.
Jun Moyan fell completely silent and did not say another word.
Making Xiaoguai wait for his repeated reincarnations, yet not remembering her, and having her watch him grow old and die over and over again...
How could he let her suffer ?
"Jun Moyan..." Wen Xiao’ai’s voice rose with a sob.
Wen Xiao’ai lifted her head, her eyes and nose red, tearfully looking at Jun Moyan: "You can’t abandon Xiaoguai."
Seeing Wen Xiao’ai , Jun Moyan’s heart twisted painfully.
He reached out to support her neck, his palm cupping her small face, and his thumb wiped away the tears in her eyes as he reassured her with a smile.
"Jun Moyan will never abandon Xiaoguai."
"Mm, let’s pinky promise," Wen Xiao’ai extended her hand with her little finger outstretched in front of him. ɴᴇᴡ ɴᴏᴠᴇʟ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʙʟɪsʜᴇᴅ ᴏɴ novelꞁire.net
Jun Moyan smiled and extended his little finger as well, hooking it with hers.