Chapter 2162: The Marvelous Daily Life of the Bountiful Farm 33

After the red moon dissipated, the barrier sealed again, the rainstorm ceased, and the night sky cleared.

The elves silently cleaned up the farm's wreckage; under the warm light of the wooden cabin, Lin Mian, Jin Chen, Lin Yao, and Lin Guangming sat around the fireplace.

Ling Gun Gun curled up beside Jin Chen's feet, sleeping soundly; the black cat crouched in Lin Yao's arms, its tail occasionally swaying gently.

Lady Lin Yao did not remove her armor, but her loose hair was casually tied back, her gaze still sharp.

She lifted a cup of morning dew wine and asked bluntly: "How's the farm been these years? I heard you almost got swindled by that orchard kid."

Lin Mian exclaimed: "Mom, you even know about this?"

Lin Yao raised an eyebrow: "The elves' messenger birds aren't vegetarians."

Indeed, after all, the wooden cabin's mailbox is enough to deliver messages.

Lin Guangming sat to the side, his white robe embroidered with faint gold patterns, his gentle gaze falling on his son.

"Kun Kun, I and your mother have never forgotten you…… but I was backlashed by black magic in the Elf Forest and lost my memory."

He lowered his gaze, his fingertips rubbing the rim of the morning dew wine cup, "Only two years ago did I recall that I still had a son."

"Two years ago?" Lin Mian wondered, "How did Mom find you then?"

Lin Guangming blushed: "I don't remember your mother; we fell in love again."

All these years, Lady Lin Yao simply never mentioned that they had a child.

Lin Mian: "……"

That's understandable too.

After all, upon first arriving in the human world, the elf was coaxed by Lady Lin Yao into taking this human name because of his status as a Great Light Wizard.

"But after regaining my memory, the cursed elves in the forest need my strength; I cannot abandon them." He reached out and ruffled Lin Mian's hair.

"But I will never abandon my family again."

Lin Mian lowered his head, his eye sockets burning.

Jin Chen's hand silently wrapped around his waist, sensing the person in his arms drawing close for security, and he held him tighter.

There was some silence indoors.

After a while.

Lin Mian suddenly rose and hugged his parents tightly.

Lin Yao's armor jabbed him painfully, Lin Guangming carried the scent of herbs, and his tears finally landed on his mother's shoulder.

"You two unreliable rascals… just coming back is enough."

【Villain Blackening Value detected –20, total 15!】

Lin Yao rarely showed a gentle expression, patting his son's back.

"You little brat, you're not the slightest bit sturdy."

"Cough!"

Lin Mian jerked out of the embrace, nearly being slapped into internal bleeding, then hurriedly sat back on the sofa and flung himself into Jin Chen's arms.

Jin Chen chuckled lightly, soothingly rubbing his back.

Lin Yao: "Tsk! How can a farmer be this weak?"

She suddenly narrowed her eyes, tapped her fingers on the table: "So, when are you two getting married?"

Jin Chen took Lin Mian's hand: "You watch the farm; I'll take Kun Kun back to the Elf Clan for a visit to the Divine Tree to bear witness."

The Divine Tree is where the Divine Envoy communicates with the Elf Clan's deity; if the Divine Envoy wishes to form a bond with their destined partner, they still need the deity's consent.

Lin Yao and Lin Guangming both know this.

Lin Guangming, however, had some worries: "What if the deity doesn't agree? Kun Kun may have my blood, but he's still ultimately a human."

Jin Chen remained very calm: "They won't disagree."

If they disagree, just beat them until they agree.

——

Lin Mian lay in bed tossing and turning, Jin Chen's arm resting on his waist, breathing warm and steady, yet unable to suppress his inner restlessness.

"Can't sleep?" Jin Chen's voice low and husky, his fingers lightly stroking his wrist.

Lin Mian turned over, his forehead pressing against his collarbone, letting out a muffled "uh".

During the day, the bard Keluoni's letter shattered the farm's tranquility.

It was addressed to Jin Chen.

The ink on the paper was hurried and messy: "The Council of Elders is furious; the Divine Tree will summon you back within three days. The deity's stance on the bond is uncertain—do not delay, do not delay."

After seeing the letter, Lin Mian fell silent for a long time, until Lady Lin Yao lightly patted his shoulder: "The farm has me and Guangming watching over it; you just go."

Lin Mian knew what that meant.

The deity's attitude is unclear; perhaps they will question Jin Chen's bond with humanity, or even forcibly sever the contract.

He curled up in Jin Chen's arms, his fingertips unconsciously twining the collar at his neck: "Jin Chen, if they don't let you come back…"

Jin Chen suddenly flipped over, pressing him beneath himself; moonlight traced the outline of his profile, his green eyes like a deep pool gazing at him.

"There's no 'not allowed'."

His fingertips brushed the light cyan contract mark on Lin Mian's neck, which was faintly warming with his emotions: "This mark cannot be erased by anyone."

Lin Mian's eyelashes trembled, his breathing quickened, he reached out and grabbed Jin Chen's collar, pulling him closer.

"Then kiss me again…"

Jin Chen's kiss landed on his ear, feather‑light yet scorching, spreading from collarbone to chest, stopping when Lin Mian trembled.

After all, he still had to remember to set out tomorrow.

"No…" Lin Mian again tilted his head to bite his throat, hearing the suppressed groan before he whined, "I want a hug."

Lin Mian closed his eyes, feeling Jin Chen's breath.

The warmth of their embrace is enough to endure the endless night.

There's a stubborn elf who insists on planting a seed in a human's heart.

Now that seed has grown into a tree; digging it up will kill a person.

【Villain Heartthrob Value detected +10, total 96!】

The morning harvest farm is shrouded in thin mist.

Lin Yao stands at the farm's edge, hands forming seals, quietly chanting an obscure incantation.

In the void, runes gradually light up; golden patterns like vines spread from the ground upward, finally converging into a rotating light gate.

Occasionally, translucent light butterflies fly out from the cracks within the gate, dissipating in the morning breeze.

Ling Gun Gun watches curiously, crouching beside Jin Chen's feet.

Jin Chen takes Lin Mian's hand, fingertips lightly rubbing the inside of his wrist, and whispers, "Don't be afraid, stay close to me."

Lin Mian takes a deep breath, unconsciously gripping Jin Chen's fingertip: "Okay."

Lin Yao turns his head; the silver armor on his armor chimes with the movement.

She pauses, then suddenly reaches out to ruffle Lin Mian's hair, her tone unusually gentle: "You little brat, come back in one piece for the wedding."

I don't know who they're aiming at, but with Jin Chen present, no elf would dare harm Lin Mian.

Jin Chen's brow twitches slightly: "Understood."

"Aoo~" Ling Gun Gun joins in.

【Host, go!】

After stepping into the light gate, Lin Mian and Jin Chen's figures gradually fade into the light.

Ling Gun Gun's figure also disappears inside; the light gate slowly closes, leaving only a faint energy fluctuation in the air.