Star Dome Railway: Give the man you love a home

Chapter 873 Jing Yuan x Original Heroine 3

Over the next two days, time flowed quietly like running water. Now, in the Shen Ce Mansion, Fu Xuanzheng and Jing Yuan were drinking tea and playing chess.

"My old enemies are either dead or captured, my old friends have all gone, and I am indeed an old man."

Jing Yuan supported his forehead with one hand, and slowly picked up a chess piece with the other hand and gently placed it on the chessboard. He looked so tired, as if he could hardly open his eyes.

In fact, there is still one of the former enemies who has not been killed or captured, and even his name is unknown.

But time is like a knife, and this person must have died long ago. Of course, Jing Yuan would never reveal this easily.

"That may not be the case." Fu Xuan picked up the teacup, took a sip, and then quickly made a move, "General, it's your turn."

"Oh? Could it be that Mr. Fu has figured out some mystery?" Jing Yuan narrowed his eyes, and glanced slightly with his beautiful golden eyes. He was not in a hurry to make a move, but asked slowly.

"Nothing." Fu Xuan's gaze was cast into the distance, and his eyes seemed to be immersed in a deep sea of ​​thoughts.

Fu Xuan had no idea that what she was thinking about at the moment was her old friend, while General Jing Yuan's thoughts at the moment were exactly the opposite of hers, drifting towards his former enemy.

At night, Jing Yuan took a short rest at his desk and took a nap.

The next moment, his body suddenly disappeared like a phantom, and the whole person seemed to travel through time and space and appeared in a space as white as snow.

Jing Yuan narrowed his eyes, looked around vigilantly, and quickly summoned his formation sword, ready to go into battle.

However, in the next second, a woman suddenly appeared in the white space, a cold woman with long golden hair and green eyes, who was not even 28 years old.

The moment Jing Yuan caught a glimpse of the woman in front of him, the gaze in his beautiful golden eyes seemed to freeze at that moment.

However, Jing Yuan remained calm and gentle on the surface, without showing any sign of the turbulent emotions in his heart.

However, when facing the woman in front of him, Jing Yuan quietly put away the sword he used to fight the enemy.

"Hey, uncle, you look like the grown-up Jing Yuanyuan!" Lin Ruo looked at Jing Yuan carefully, "Could it be that uncle is Jing Yuanyuan's father, or... a relative like grandfather?"

"Little girl, may I take the liberty of asking your name? Is it Lin Ruo?" Jing Yuan's beautiful eyelashes drooped slightly, as if hiding some inner emotions.

Jing Yuan's voice sounded calm and steady on the surface, making it impossible to glimpse the turmoil in his heart.

"You know me? In that case, you must be Jing Yuanyuan's relative! Uncle, my name is Lin Ruo, and I want to complain to you. Jing Yuanyuan played a trick on me today!"

"He hid my homework and I got scolded in front of the teacher!"

Lin Ruo's words came like a string of cannonballs, full of momentum, as if he wanted to vent all the dissatisfaction in his heart.

Jing Yuan smiled slightly after hearing this, and a gentle smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Those long-forgotten memories flooded into his mind like a tide. It seemed that he had experienced the same thing seven or eight hundred years ago.

In an instant, Jing Yuan understood that he and Lin Ruo, who came from different timelines, were like two stars tethered by the thread of fate, trapped in the same space.

The Lin Ruo in front of him was the innocent and young Lin Ruo from seven or eight hundred years ago, and... the Lin Ruo who was not yet dead.