Chapter 485: I Slowly Listen to the Sound of Snow Falling

"Brother Jian, there have been so many, many times when I walked alone through the streets of Heaven Dou City that I thought... one day, I want to walk through it hand-in-hand with Brother Jian, to see if the feeling would be different..."

Ning Rongrong gripped Qin Jian's hand tightly, her expression full of contentment: "It really is different."

"Back then, walking along this long street, watching the people coming and going, I only felt lonely, and only wanted to escape this bustle..."

She blinked her beautiful eyes and said: "But now, I just wish this street could extend infinitely, so that I could keep walking and walking with Brother Jian forever..."

"Or perhaps, it would be nice if it could snow right now."

Ning Rongrong suddenly looked up at the sky with regret: "It's a pity it's spring now..."

"Snowing?"

Qin Jian gave her an amused look: "If that were the case, we could walk together until our hair turns white?"

"Ah? Brother Jian, have you heard of that saying too? I heard it from the little girls in the sect who yearn for love!"

Ning Rongrong looked at him, smiling brightly as she said: "It's a pity, their yearning is just like how I was back then; they only know what they want, but don't know what they need to give in return."

"Rongrong, do you really want to walk together until our hair turns white?"

Qin Jian suddenly looked at her and smiled: "Perhaps we won't end up with white hair in the end?"

Ning Rongrong was stunned, a flash of intense fluctuation passing through her eyes, but she quickly composed herself, not letting Qin Jian understand the meaning behind it, only curling her lips upward to say: "Brother Jian, if I cannot be with you, even if I never grow old, I don't want it."

What does "never grow old" mean? Naturally, it means breaking through the limits of a Spirit Master and becoming a god.

Qin Jian did not know if Ning Rongrong knew about becoming a god, but the meaning behind her words clearly revealed...

If she cannot be with him, even if she becomes a god, she does not want it!

"Rongrong, do you know something?" Qin Jian suddenly asked.

There was a fleeting hesitation in Ning Rongrong's eyes, but she quickly raised a smiling face, her large eyes blinking: "What does Brother Jian mean? I don't quite understand."

It seemed as if she really didn't know anything...

"Rongrong, no matter what happens, you can tell me; you don't need to keep it to yourself."

Qin Jian reached out and tucked the messy hair by her ear behind it.

Ning Rongrong gave a soft hum and said nothing more, just walking quietly alongside him, hand in hand.

"As for your wish to walk together until our hair turns white today, that is very easy to achieve..."

Qin Jian held her small hand with his right hand, slowly raised his left hand, summoned his martial soul, and his Third Soul Ring lit up, shooting a ball of pure Ice and Snow light into the sky.

Even the Blue Lightning Tyrant Dragon martial soul could come with its own lightning and thunder effects; with his ability to control the Water Element, and his true strength comparable to a Spirit Douluo, it was not difficult at all to temporarily affect part of the weather.

Ning Rongrong watched his actions with curiosity.

"Rongrong, look at the sky." Qin Jian suddenly pointed upward and said.

Hearing this, Ning Rongrong tilted her head to look, and then her eyes widened slightly: "It really... is snowing?"

Flurries of Xue Hua drifted down from the sky, swirling and falling around them.

"It really is snow..."

Ning Rongrong raised her hand, and several Xue Hua landed in her palm, bringing a touch of coolness.

She suddenly spread her hands and stood on tiptoe, spinning in the curtain of snow; the Xue Hua danced and clung to her long hair and dress.

The smile on her face was as pure as a child's, and like an elf in the snow.

Qin Jian watched, and then he smiled.

For some reason, his eyes felt a little sore.

He suddenly remembered a song he liked very much in his past life, and subconsciously began to hum it.

"Gently, landing on my palm..."

"Quietly, freezing in my palm..."

The lyrics were unexpectedly fitting for his current state of mind.

"Meeting, is a destiny from a past life..."

"Painful, yet tasting all the joy..."

Ning Rongrong's spinning figure slowly came to a stop, right in front of him, her pair of eyes blinking, as lively as if they could speak.

Qin Jian smiled slightly, looking at her eyes with softness, affection, and calmness.

"I slowly listen, to the sound of snow falling..."

"Closing my eyes, imagining it won't stop..."

"......"

"Opening my eyes, the snow filling the sky is heartless..."

"Who will compensate for this lifetime of good scenery..."

Ning Rongrong's slightly cool little hand suddenly grabbed Qin Jian's hands, smiling beautifully: "I will accompany you!"

Qin Jian was slightly stunned, then he smiled, a very content smile: "Who will... accompany this lifetime... of good scenery..."

"Brother Jian, Brother Jian, this song is so nice!"

Ning Rongrong grabbed his right hand with both of hers, swinging it continuously: "Will you teach me? I want to learn."

"Okay..."

Qin Jian smiled lightly, holding her hand as they continued to walk toward the end of the street.

"I'll sing a line, and you follow along, okay?"

"Okay."

The two walked side by side, hand in hand.

Qin Jian's voice: "Gently, landing on my palm..."

Ning Rongrong followed: "Gently, landing on my palm..."

The setting sun gradually sank, and no matter how reluctant, it could only leave a trace of afterglow on the horizon.

On the dim, yellow-lit street, the backs of two people walked further and further away, their shadows growing longer and longer, accompanied by the fluttering Xue Hua, gradually becoming a scene within a painting.

Without a sound, wisps of silver currents gathered behind, quickly transforming into the appearance of Na'er with her silver hair and Purple eyes.

She floated not far behind the two, extending her hands to feel the coolness of the Xue Hua, yet her pair of eyes reflected the backs of Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong walking hand in hand ahead.

Suddenly, her eyes... revealed a look of envy...

Could this be what Qin Jian spoke of, the most moving thing in this world?

So it really is... very beautiful...

"I listen slowly, to the sound of the snow falling..."

At some unknown moment, the two began to sing softly in harmony.

"Closing my eyes, imagining it will never stop..."

"......"

"Opening my eyes, the sky full of snow is heartless..."

"Who will compensate for this lifetime of good scenery..."

The street reached its end, but they passed through the city gate and continued walking.

"I will accompany this lifetime..."

"... of good scenery."

People say they want to walk together until their hair turns white, but when actually putting it into practice, one discovers that if it only snows without the temperature dropping, the Xue Hua will melt quickly atop one's head.

Na'er remained floating not far behind them; she did not know what had come over her, but she couldn't help but wave her hands, using her elemental control ability.

Consequently, the weather, which had only been gently snowing, gradually grew cold, and the Xue Hua became dense.

Soon, a layer of white snow was sprinkled upon the bodies and heads of Qin Jian and Ning Rongrong.

It was realized, walking together until their hair turned white...

Qin Jian looked up as if he had sensed something, and then he noticed Na'er once again transforming into wisps of silver currents, returning inside his body.

"Na'er, thank you..." he said softly in his heart.

But he did not receive any reply.

Qin Jian sensed slightly, only to discover that Na'er had actually once again...

Gone AFK and shut herself off.

Karaoke time, I'll provide the dubbing when I wake up~

(End of this chapter)