bookbashuk Chapter 80 I Promised to Love You Forever
Chapter 80 I Promised to Love You Forever
"I……"
Lynn looked into Vera's eyes, and those eyes told him that she was willing to believe whatever Lynn said.
If he chooses to deceive this elven girl, the punishment might be a girl who loves him even more.
only......
Is this really a good idea?
Lynn rubbed his nose, his shoulders twitching slightly.
He avoided Vera's beautiful, clear emerald green eyes; these subtle movements seemed to indicate his choice.
He was about to give his answer.
but.
The sky, which was originally filled with the setting sun and white clouds, suddenly began to drizzle with sun showers.
The cool raindrops fell on Lynn and Vera's faces.
This made Lynn somewhat lost in thought.
This scene looks so familiar.
Looking at the hopeful elf girl before him.
Lynn's gaze seemed to return to that of her past life—
It has rained, especially in the summer evenings.
The puddles left after the rain reflected their images.
A lively and energetic elf girl, and a boy whom she often calls an idiot.
The girl put her hands behind her back and walked slowly, intentionally or unintentionally keeping pace with the boy.
The girl's eyes were filled with anticipation.
Nowadays.
It seems to be an important day.
The boy seemed a little nervous.
Her face flushed red with nervousness and shyness.
The boy seemed to be plotting something.
They walked side by side on the path after the rain.
The scent of earth filled my nostrils, and cicadas chirped merrily in the evening.
The world is exceptionally noisy.
But at that moment, the boy and girl felt that the world was so quiet.
It was so quiet that you could only hear each other's heartbeats and breathing.
The boy's Adam's apple bobbed, and a bouquet of flowers suddenly appeared in the hand he held behind his back.
It was a carefully prepared bouquet of amber orchids.
It is the symbol of eternal love in this game.
For this bouquet of amber orchids.
The boy searched and nurtured for a long time.
His friends in the game were all laughing at him for wasting so much time on a fake NPC.
but.
The boy didn't care.
They even blacklisted those guys.
The boy had been looking forward to this moment.
But when that moment actually arrived, the boy was extremely uneasy.
The boy felt his palms sweating.
The boy recalled his unfulfilled confession.
I remembered the mockery from my friends.
The boy remembered many things.
Good, bad, real, fake.
......
The boy suddenly became somewhat timid.
But when the boy looked up, he saw the girl's emerald green eyes filled with his own image.
The boy felt he was filled with boundless courage.
The girl's true feelings.
It always gives young people the courage to forge ahead.
The boy spoke haltingly and unclearly.
But the girl listened patiently.
"Vera... there's something I want to tell you..."
A summer breeze rustled the girl's skirt, bringing a cool sensation.
"Mmm!" The girl tossed her silver hair behind her ear.
The girl's hair wasn't messy, but she seemed a little nervous.
Of course, I'm also full of anticipation.
The boy took out the flowers he had hidden behind his back.
He knelt down on one knee before the girl.
but.
The lines that had been prepared in advance were completely forgotten due to nervousness.
Under the expectant gaze of the girl, the boy chose to no longer follow the so-called lines, but instead confront his own feelings.
"Vera."
"I know... this isn't a real world, and your love for me might just be a piece of data."
"They laughed at me, saying I was a fool who was in love with data."
His voice trembled slightly at first, but every word was enunciated with exceptional clarity.
"I also...tried to convince myself with this reason."
Tell yourself that this is just a game, a virtual experience that seems real.
"But I still chose to fall in love with you. I love your every smile and frown, your little bit of arrogance, the cute way you eat, the way you call me 'idiot,' and I also love how you've always been sincere to me and thought of me."
I really like you.
Even if you are just a piece of data.
Even if the whole world is fake.
"But it's true that I like you."
"I really like you!!"
"So, please be my girlfriend!!"
The wind stopped, and the cicadas seemed to hold their breath.
Time began to stand still.
The world became silent.
Only the boy's rapid heartbeat and the bouquet of amber orchids in his hand quietly radiated a firm yet warm light.
until.
The girl accepted the bouquet of amber orchids, symbolizing eternal love, from the boy's hands.
Time then began to flow again.
"Okay! I like you too. I've been waiting for you all this time!"
Due to system shielding.
The girl didn't hear everything the boy said, but she clearly felt that his affection was genuine.
The girl's eyes were filled with a happy smile—
Under the boy's joyful gaze, she gave him a kiss filled with all her heart.
then.
As the boy blushed from the kiss, the girl tiptoed away from him.
The girl placed the flowers behind her and walked briskly—"Lynn, can you sing me a song?"
The boy naturally wouldn't refuse a girl's wish.
However, the boy didn't know how to sing.
I only know one song, "Old Boy," which I learned in high school to force myself to write new lyrics and feign sorrow.
In the hopeful gaze of the young girl.
The young man cleared his throat, and the song flowed from his mouth.
"That's the person I think about day and night, the person I love deeply."
"How should I express myself? Will she accept me?"
"Perhaps I'll never say those words to her."
"I am destined to wander the world, so why should I have any attachments?"
……
Words fail to express the meaning; words do not reflect the true feelings.
The girl listened quietly, completely absorbed in the music.
In her eyes, there was only the boy who loved her.
original.
When people feel happy, even sad lyrics can flow with love.
The setting sun at dusk, after the rain at dusk.
The foolish boy made a promise to the beautiful elf girl.
"Vera, I love you."
"No matter what, I will always love you."
Sigrún has taught at the Iceland University of the Arts as a part-time lecturer since and was Dean of the Department of Fine Art from -. In – she held a research position at Reykjavík Art Museum focusing on the role of women in Icelandic art. She studied fine art at the Icelandic College of Arts and Crafts and at Pratt Institute, New York, and holds BA and MA degrees in art history and philosophy from the University of Iceland. Sigrún lives and works in Iceland.
Memories of a past life surfaced.
Lynn called her name gently, her voice trembling slightly: "Vera!"
"Mmm," Vera responded as always.
He didn't answer her question, but simply pulled the elven girl who was listening to his heartbeat into a tight embrace.
"Vera, I love you!"
"No matter what, I will always love you."
Feel Lynn's sincere and passionate heartbeat.
Upon hearing this familiar promise and these seemingly sincere words, Vera's eyes immediately welled up with tears.
However, a moment later.
Vera's ear tips even turned red.
Because this guy's hands began to move with extreme skill.
Vera was initially moved, and her eyes welled up with tears.
It suddenly went out of fashion.
I even sensed that this guy was trying to avoid answering and was trying to deceive me by playing the emotional card.
Vera planned to push this jerk away and give him a piece of her mind.
But Lynn suddenly hugged Vera tightly, as if he wanted to meld her into his body.
"Vera, are you real? Do you really belong to me?"
Lynn's movements suggested a lack of security, coupled with his sorrowful and empty words.
This softened Vera's heart.
So when he touched himself just now, he was just confirming whether he was real and whether he belonged exclusively to him?
I had just misunderstood him.
Although I don't know why Lynn had this misconception.
But in order to give Lynn a sense of security.
Vera pressed herself against him, wrapping her arms around Lynn's waist: "Yes, I am real, and I belong only to you, Lynn."
"I can't feel it." Lynn's pained voice made Vera lose her composure.
"Lynn, what's wrong?" Vera asked with great concern.
But Lynn did not answer; she just kept moving her hands.
"Hmm??"
"Lynn, what are you doing?"
Vera felt weak all over.
Lynn simply repeated, "I can't feel it!"
"Can't feel anything???"
Although Vera was a little weak, she was still very concerned about Lynn's condition.
Sudden.
Vera seemed to have thought of something.
It is said that, according to legend, prophets who can foresee the future may become so aware of the future that they cannot distinguish between reality and the future.
Could it be Lynn?
Have you fallen into this situation as well?
"Lynn, can't you distinguish between the future and reality?" Vera's words were full of concern and worry.
But Lynn just repeated, "I can't feel it."
Upon hearing this, Vera seemed to realize something.
According to a legend, only by subjecting the patient to extreme sensory stimulation can they recover from this condition.
Vera, realizing something, blushed.
She remembered a folk remedy recorded in a certain storybook.
But then I looked around and saw the surrounding forest.
In the eyes of Druids, nature and forests are conscious beings.
This... this...
Equivalent to...
However, seeing Lynn repeatedly saying "I can't feel it," Vera blushed and bit her lip.
In the end, Lynn's love prevailed.
Vera used nature magic to weave a vine treehouse.
Inside the treehouse.
Vera's face turned very red, and even the tips of her ears became burning hot.
……
After some time.
Lynn seems to have recovered.
Looking at Vera, whose hands were so sore she looked like she was about to give up, his expression was full of "apology".
"Thank you, Vera. If it weren't for you, I might not have recovered."
"I originally just wanted to use my prophetic abilities to see the future you spoke of, but..."
"Sigh~"
"What's wrong?" Vera asked, though she was tired, she was still very curious.
"In order to save the world, I feel I cannot belong to any one person alone."
"even......"
"Even what??" Vera's heart jumped into her throat when she saw Lynn's sorrowful expression.
"There are even some futures where you won't belong to me."
"I don't want to lose you, but..." Lynn paused, her expression changing.
After a moment, he slowly spoke again: "Vera, if... if I can't just be with you, but we'll be incredibly happy in the future, and maybe even have many, many adorable babies, would you be willing?"
Lynn's eyes were filled with apology and struggle as she looked at Vera, but they also seemed to hold a determination that she would definitely make Vera happy.
Vera seemed to have thought of something, and her expression became somewhat dejected.
But after a moment, he seemed to remember something and looked somewhat ashamed.
Then, as if he had thought of something, his expression became somewhat conflicted.
Finally, Vera remembered something that had just happened, and then she seemed a little ashamed and indignant: "I've already helped you, so I had no choice but to agree. After all, I don't want to lose you either."
After saying that, Vera turned her head away and sniffled.
Hearing Vera's reply, Lynn hugged Vera and said, "Vera, thank you. I will treat you well and make you happy."
Vera didn't struggle, she just sniffled and leaned against Lynn's chest: "I believe you!"
Seeing Vera's reaction.
Lynn knew it was a success.
Hehehe.
Little Vera.
To grasp or manipulate.
joke.
How could the cricket's past life memories shake Lynn's heart, which had been tempered and refined over time, and which had always wanted to build a harem?
We knew each other for so long in our past life.
How could I not know you?
Little Vera.
What Lynn just did was simply learn about the content of a novel Vera had read in her previous life.
Sure enough, everything went as he expected.
Hey.
Vera.
Forget about it. I can't possibly belong to just you. Just wait until we sleep together in the same bed in the future.
but.
Vera, I truly love you.
Even if the world is fake, my love for you is real.