novellk Chapter 89 Lin Mo's Reincarnation, Zhao Yeqing
Chapter 89 Lin Mo's Reincarnation, Zhao Yeqing
There lies a secluded island, completely forgotten by the mortal world, called Prisoner of Dragons.
Prisoner Dragon Island is a small island whose shape resembles a sea turtle's shell.
The island is located in the center of a certain sea area, surrounded by surging seawater on all sides.
Not only does Prisoner Dragon Island resemble a turtle shell in appearance, but it also resembles a lazy turtle, often drifting around with the surging seawater—of course, how fast can an island that is like a turtle in every way drift?
Therefore, the island's inhabitants jokingly referred to it as Turtle Island.
All sorts of flowers grow on Prison Dragon Island, but the most beautiful of them all is Star Delight.
The Star Delight flower is shaped like a rose, entirely purple, with a faint touch of red in its center.
During the day, the Starflower resembles a sleeping maiden. If you gently tap its petals, it will curl up even tighter, making it all the more endearing.
At night, she transforms into a noble queen, displaying her perfect body to the bright moon.
But no matter how beautiful a flower is, if no one appreciates it, its beauty will lose some of its enduring charm.
Fortunately, the Star Delight Flower, which grows on Prison Dragon Island, still has a considerable charm.
Because what is imprisoned on Dragon Prison Island is not dragons, but people.
It stands alone in the vast ocean, like the legendary edge of the sky, surrounded by water and isolated from the world.
But this sea area is far from the vastness of the horizon.
The seawater here is icy cold year-round, and on the surface, broken ice floats and sinks, never melting.
The ocean is usually calm and rarely stirs up stormy waves. Even the ferocious whale sharks in the deep sea are wary of the extreme cold and gloom of this area and never dare to set foot in it.
The tranquil ice floes, scattered across the sea, stand silently, much like an old man sitting quietly through the winter, peacefully hibernating.
Prisoner Dragon Island is perpetually covered in wind and snow, with the sky always shrouded in a gray haze, low-hanging leaden clouds, and the sun rarely shining brightly throughout the year.
Thousands of glaciers stretch endlessly, and tens of thousands of snow-capped mountains rise one after another.
Looking into the distance, the world is a vast expanse of white, without a trace of green or any sign of life; it is truly a barren and desolate land.
So a long, long time ago, some people called this place the "Coldest River".
It was a vast expanse of white, with no trace of green.
But there are always exceptions.
Amidst the vast expanse of white snow and glaciers, there stands a uniquely colored Iceland, as if painted by the skillful hand of nature. It stands out abruptly in the pristine white and cold landscape, incongruous and exceptionally eye-catching.
Pink clouds spread out, emerald green accents adorned the scene, and golden light flowed around, a myriad of warm colors intertwined, breaking through the chill of the world.
Pink is the color of peach blossoms. There's actually a peach grove growing on the island.
The peach orchard was lush, the peach blossoms like fire, varying in shades of light and dark. A gust of wind blew by, just enough to pluck the bright red peach blossoms, scattering them all over the ground.
There was no wind around Iceland, but this unusual wind seemed to have been given life. After visiting the peach blossom grove, we went to the ginkgo trees.
The ginkgo trees were golden, and the playful wind made their leaves rustle, but only one ginkgo leaf fell.
The wind carried this ginkgo leaf towards a meadow.
A boy lay on the lush green grass, his eyes half-open, seemingly asleep.
He lay quietly on the grass, just as the sky was quietly scattering snow upon the world.
He seemed more attractive than many beautiful women.
Her long eyelashes were soft and thick, and her eyes were gentle and charming.
His skin was as white and translucent as fresh snow, and his long hair was jet black and smooth. If it weren't for his handsome face, which always inadvertently exuded a sharp and piercing aura, many people would be unwilling to look away.
When you first look at him, you feel as if this young man is one with the glacier, exuding a coldness that keeps people at a distance.
The second time you look at him, you feel he is as quiet and still as falling snow. You can't bear to disturb him.
When you see him for the third time, you'll be surprised to find that his smile is as warm and endearing as the winter sun.
There is no fourth eye, because you can't take your eyes off the third eye.
After the wind placed the ginkgo leaf on the boy's chest, it disappeared into the air.
Zhao Yeqing picked up a ginkgo leaf and placed it over her eyes. She looked at the world through the golden ginkgo leaf.
Everything seemed to be draped in a golden veil.
His name is Zhao Yeqing, a tranquil name, just like him.
His name contains the character "night," which has a slight connection to black. But he always wears white, just ordinary white, yet he makes it look more beautiful than snow.
He likes to grow flowers and grass, and sometimes he'll plant a few trees. But he's afraid these trees will be lonely, so he simply creates a whole grove of trees.
Although this would consume a lot of his true energy, he was very happy.
The only drawback is that these plants and trees won't live for long because there's a lack of sunlight here. But that's alright, this time is enough for him to recover, and then he can use the move "A Hundred Trees Grow, A Thousand Grasses Grow Profusely" again.
He also liked riding the wind, because the wind could make the snow that was about to fall to the ground rise again—it was the drifting snow that was captivating…
He felt that this kind of life was good and he was content, and he was not the only one on the island.
There was also a giant python with two wings and an eagle with six claws.
The giant python is called Little Black because its body is covered in jet-black scales. The eagle is called Little Gray because the names Little Gray and Little Black are easy to pronounce.
She named them because she is the owner of these two pets.
Zhao Yeqing calls her Xiao Lan because she always wears a sky-blue outfit. Xiao Lan, in turn, calls him Xiao Bai.
Zhao Yeqing was much taller than Xiao Lan, because Xiao Lan looked like a seven or eight-year-old girl.
Little Blue likes to run around barefoot on the Icelandic island, sometimes riding on the giant python Little Black, and sometimes on the eagle Little Gray.
Sometimes she would ride on Zhao Yeqing's neck, at which point Zhao Yeqing would have to take her around Iceland, otherwise Xiao Lan would ruffle his hair into a mess.
……
One day, Xiao Lan said to him in a very old-fashioned way, "Xiao Bai, you've been stuck on this desolate, cold island for so many years. It's time to go out into the world and see what it's like."
Looking at her delicate, pretty face, which was adorned with a mature sigh and a worried expression, Zhao Yeqing couldn't help but smile slightly and softly asked, "Why do you suddenly want me to leave?"
"Because you have an incurable disease. Although the glaciers here can suppress your symptoms, they cannot cure this terminal illness. I observed the celestial phenomena last night and calculated with my fingers that a great opportunity will soon descend upon the City of No Worry in the Great Wilderness. If you are lucky, it can cure your illness. Therefore, you must leave here and go to that place, to the Great Wilderness, to the City of No Worry," Xiao Lan said earnestly.
Zhao Yeqing lowered her eyes and pondered for a moment, her eyes devoid of any emotion, before shaking her head slightly: "I don't want to leave this place. In other words, whether I treat this illness or not is irrelevant to me."
The disease he contracted was called cold-bloodedness, a rare and bizarre condition that occurs only once every century.
Those afflicted with this disease have blood that is cold year-round, comparable to the icy rivers of Prisoner Dragon Island.
The symptoms would flare up every night, without excruciating pain or serious illness, only a bone-chilling cold. The cold seeped into my limbs, chilling my very skin, as if I had fallen into an ancient ice cave, the cold penetrating to my very soul.
Being in this extremely cold place, the illness is only common cold blood, and one can still live a peaceful life;
However, if one is exposed to the warm sun for too long, one will experience excruciating cold and pain, making one wish for death.
It has been said since ancient times that cold-bloodedness disease appears every hundred years and takes a life every hundred years, a cycle that repeats itself endlessly and no one can break.
This disease is very strange. People with this disease have cold blood, like the biting icy river here. Cold blood disease often occurs in the middle of the night, and when it occurs, there are no strange symptoms, just coldness. So cold that the hands and feet are cold, the whole body is ice cold, so cold that it feels like falling into an ice cave, so cold that one's heart and soul are chilled.
If someone suffering from this disease stays in the sun for a long time, they will feel so cold that they feel like they are dying.
Conversely, if a sick person is in an extremely cold place, cold blood will simply remain cold and will not be greatly affected by the cold.
Legend has it that every hundred years after the first person to suffer from this disease dies, someone else will contract it.
"Why? If you don't go there, you'll die. Aren't you afraid of dying?"
"There's nothing that people aren't afraid of. I'm afraid too, but it's not death that I'm afraid of."
"Oh? You're not even afraid of death, then what are you afraid of?"
Zhao Yeqing lowered her eyes to look at the small girl in front of her, her eyes filled with tenderness and reluctance. She sighed softly, "I'm afraid that once I leave, this vast cold island will be left with only you, year after year, lonely and helpless. The thought of you being all alone fills me with dread, I'm terrified."
Upon hearing this, Xiao Lan could no longer maintain her serious demeanor. She immediately burst into a radiant smile, her cuteness and gentleness dispelling the chill that surrounded her.
After laughing, she became serious again, looked up at Zhao Yeqing, and said earnestly and sincerely, "Curing your illness was never just for you, but also for me."
Zhao Yeqing's eyes flickered slightly: "What do you mean by that?"
"Think about it, once you're healed, we won't have to rely on this glacier anymore. Once we leave here, I'll grow up and won't be a little girl anymore."
I will become a woman, and I will become your wife. We can go to a warm place and live a good life together, where we can run and play freely in the sun.
Who wouldn't love such a lovely sun? So, for my sake and for yours, go forth in peace. Go to the outside world, to that carefree city.
Zhao Yeqing gazed quietly into Xiao Lan's clear and bright eyes, which were filled with expectations for the future and a deep longing to stay together, as pure as if untouched by the harsh winds of the desolate island.
He remained silent for a long time, his fingertips gently caressing the ginkgo leaf in his palm that still retained its warmth. The unyielding determination in his heart, as firm as an iceberg, was finally melted little by little by her soft words and sincerity.
Throughout his life, he had taken a detached view of life and death, and was undaunted by incurable illnesses, but he could not bear to see her expectant eyes and could not bear to disappoint her in the slightest.
The snow was still falling gently in the distance.
Peach blossoms fell silently, carpeting the ground.
A gentle breeze swirled around the two of them, as if waiting for his reply.
Zhao Yeqing slowly bent down, extended her warm palm, and gently rubbed Xiao Lan's soft hair. Her usually gentle and calm eyes rippled with tenderness and determination.
"it is good."
A single word, spoken with the weight of a thousand pounds, is all it takes to make a difference.
Without any unnecessary hesitation, without the slightest excuse.
He agreed to go to that distant and unfamiliar wilderness, to that carefree city whose fate was unknown.
"I'll go."
A faint smile appeared on Zhao Yeqing's lips, her gentleness spreading across her eyes and brows.
"Originally, all I wanted was to stay in this uniquely colored Iceland, to protect the flowers, trees, and you, year after year, and live a peaceful life. That would have been enough."
He raised his hand and carefully tucked the gilded ginkgo leaf into his pocket, close to his slightly cool veins, as a token of their mutual bond. "Then it's settled. I promise you, I'll go and explore the vast world outside, and seek the opportunities in the City of No Worries."
"Just so that I can accompany you in the warm sunshine, keep you away from the cold and sorrow, wait for you to grow up, and spend the rest of my life with you."
Xiao Lan's eyes crinkled with joy upon hearing this, but she suppressed her excitement and nodded vigorously, her little fists clenched tightly, as if she were grasping all the peace and hope for the future.
"I'll wait for you. I'll be on Dragon Prison Island, guarding the peach grove, guarding Little Black and Little Gray, guarding our home, waiting for your safe return."
Zhao Yeqing bent down and gently held the small girl in his arms, his movements extremely tender, as if afraid of disturbing the only warmth on this deserted island.
The outside world is full of unknown storms and unpredictable opportunities. The road ahead may be fraught with thorns and dangers. Cold-bloodedness may be hard to endure, and the journey may be arduous. But as long as she waits in my heart, and I cherish this warm island, I will not fear the vicissitudes of life or the hardships ahead.
The wind and snow remain, and the cold island remains unchanged.
But if people have warmth in their hearts, they will not fear the distance.