Chapter 520 - 15: Words of Love

Chapter 520: Chapter 15: Words of Love

Lynch hesitated for a moment.

In a life, if it were just illness or injuries, those are easy to handle, even if it’s already torn to pieces and turned to dust, as long as the soul still exists, Lynch has the ability to restore it.

But when Time runs out…

Even Lynch is helpless.

Even if he could use some means to extend life a little, the cost would be extraordinary, and it wouldn’t have much meaning.

He shook his head, “Sorry, I’m afraid I’ll have to disappoint you.”

The Messiah shuddered.

She asked in incomprehension, “Why?”

Lynch pointed to Farrias on the sickbed, “He no longer has Time.”

The Messiah was taken aback, “No Time?”

She asked in confusion, “Then just give him Time.”

Lynch was speechless.

He shook his head and said, “Messiah, I can’t.”

After a pause, he explained, “Time is the most precious thing in this world. It is innate and predestined from the beginning for every life. All life in this world is bound by Time.”

“When Time begins, that’s when this life is born into the world, and when Time ends, that’s when this life is meant to leave.”

The Messiah remained silent.

Lynch wanted to comfort her with a few words, but she quickly asked, “Who can? Who controls Time, who can give Time?”

This question… is truly perceptive.

Lynch shook his head, “I don’t know, but if I were to find an answer, I’d probably say it would be the Divine.”

The Messiah asked in confusion, “The Divine? Didn’t you say I am the Divine?”

Lynch shook his head, “No, Messiah, you are not yet.”

His gaze fell on the top of Farrias’ head, looking at the dwindling numbers, he said, “Perhaps only when you become a true Divine can you do it.”

“Divine…”

The Messiah murmured to herself, not knowing what she was thinking.

…

Late at night, unknown what time it was.

Bonne had been by the bedside, already asleep by Farrias’ side.

In a daze, she suddenly felt someone gently touching her cheek.

She instinctively opened her eyes and quickly saw the culprit.

It was Farrias.

At some point, he had already sat up and was sitting on the bed, gently stroking her face with his rough hand.

Their gazes met, and a slight blush appeared on Farrias’ old face, his eyes evasively avoiding hers.

They had lived together for decades, and he had never touched Bonne’s face like this, so tenderly, like treating a lover.

Those were actions he’d only performed in dreams on the town’s most beautiful girl in his youth.

At this moment, he felt like a child caught in the act of a mistake.

However, at that time, Bonne didn’t care about any of this. She instantly and joyously exclaimed, “You’re awake!”

Farrias nodded, “Yes.”

Bonne’s heart sank.

Normally, Farrias would be stretching his arms, saying things like ’I don’t know what happened, but it seems I’ve just slept and now feel much better, I think I’m all right, bring my hoe.’ Such were his usual words.

But he didn’t, he just nodded and quietly looked at her.

The room fell into silence for a moment.

Finally, it was Farrias who broke the silence.

He looked at Bonne and said, “You’re beautiful.”

In the decades they had been together, Farrias had never spoken such sweet words, and Bonne’s appearance could hardly be described as beautiful.

Yet at this moment, the words from Farrias’ mouth didn’t feel out of place at all; there was no touch of insincerity, everything seemed so naturally aligned, so seamlessly appropriate, as if it was a natural thing to say.

Tears glimmered in Bonne’s eyes as she chided, “What’s the point of saying such things?”

After a pause, she added, “If you like seeing it, then get better quickly, and I’ll find the Wandering Merchant to buy some makeup and dress up for you.”

Farrias burst into laughter, “Haha, that would be stunning.”

Bonne laughed as well.

In a flash, Farrias’ memory tangled for a moment, as if the Bonne before him was the most beautiful girl in town, as if he had indeed married the most beautiful girl in town.

Similarly, Bonne seemed to recall then that Farrias was the most handsome boy in town, that she indeed married the most handsome boy.

Yes,

It must be so.

Farrias suddenly felt that his life had been incredibly happy, being able to marry the most beautiful girl in town, receiving love from such a person, and living a life with her.

Knowing each other, loving each other, promising to each other, and staying together for a lifetime!

Just like a fairy tale.

For a moment, Farrias felt invigorated and said, “Help me up, let’s go sit in the yard.”

At this unknown hour before dawn, Bonne would usually scold him for being crazy, but this time she just looked worriedly at the cold and frozen outside.

However, Farrias appeared very stubborn, with an air of masculine charm tinged with a romance never seen before: “I want to watch the sunrise with you! I’ll pick the most beautiful morning glow from the horizon and make you a beautiful hairpin.”

He gently stroked Bonne’s withered and graying hair.

Tears welled up in Bonne’s eyes. She felt both amused and touched that such lovely words could come from a simple farmer’s mouth.

“Alright, alright, alright!”

She wiped away the tears and helped Farrias up: “Make a hairpin.”

The two of them went to the yard together and sat on the steps.

Farrias then did something he had never done before; he wrapped his arm around Bonne’s shoulder, dominantly pulling her into his embrace, and Bonne did not resist at that moment, gently and obediently lying on him like a kitten.

Farrias looked at the forest ahead and said, “Do you remember? I once had a fight with that guy Hansen over there, and I beat him until he looked like a pig.”

Bonne pouted, feeling a wave of jealousy: “Of course, I remember. You two fought over whom Sophia glanced at, and it turned into a joke for the whole town.”

She paused and gave Farrias a look: “Too bad Sophia wasn’t looking at either of you; she was looking at Brando.”

“Aha!”

Farrias smiled awkwardly: “Everyone has their blind moments.”

After a pause, he continued, “But the reason I fought with Hansen wasn’t actually because of Sophia. Do you know why?”

Bonne shook her head: “I don’t know.”

Farrias said, “It was actually because you were there too, and Hansen’s nonsense made me feel very embarrassed.”

Bonne was stunned.

Farrias shrugged, slightly helpless, and said, “Though I don’t know why the town gossiped as it did, that’s the real story.”

Bonne was silent for a moment and then said, “I have a secret to tell you too.”

Farrias asked, “What?”

Bonne said, “Do you remember after you fought with Hansen, someone kicked him into the river?”

Farrias nodded: “Nobody knew who did it. Hansen searched for the culprit for a long time; there was even a rumor it was some secret admirer of mine.”

Bonne straightened with a bit of pride: “That person was me.”

Farrias was dumbfounded: “Huh?”

Bonne said, “He was the one who started it by saying nasty things and being rough in the fight. Though he lost, he wouldn’t admit it, which was really annoying. So I kicked him into the river when he went near it.”

Bonne never knew Farrias’s little secret, and Farrias never knew Bonne was the ’secret admirer.’

At that moment, time seemed to rewind to the past.

Farrias became that young man with broad shoulders and strong muscles, and Bonne became that beautiful girl with two braids.

They looked at each other and, as if with the same mind, burst into laughter:

“Haha!”

That night, Bonne and Farrias talked for a long, long time, from when they were young and naughty, to dancing at the bonfire banquet on summer nights.

From sneaking into the forest at night to find the legendary Witch, scared and fleeing while shouting, to gathering by the river and counting the stars barefooted.

From their wedding night to the birth of their children.

From the hunger during droughts to the back pain when a child couldn’t be raised.

There was bitterness and hardship, as well as warmth and sweetness.

It seemed like they couldn’t finish talking, the memories endless.

At this moment, they realized just how colorful a life they had led; although ordinary, it was still brilliantly extraordinary, in an ordinary way.

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That it has to end like this.

Time flows like a river, never to return. What must come, always will.

Farrias’s words finally froze on a simple yet lifelong unsaid love confession:

“I love you.”

“If there is a next life, I will still love you.”

The sun rose from the mountains.

The morning light pierced through the thick clouds and bathed the world.

Gazing at the sunrise, Farrias slowly closed his eyes, and the hand on Bonne’s shoulder quietly slipped away.

Bonne was stunned.

For a long time…

With a “Wah!”

She burst into tears.

Crying like a child.

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