A young man from another world returned to his hometown.

Chapter 22 Misunderstanding Cleared Up, Kiss

Lin Yan didn't sleep well that night.

Lin Yan lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling, going over everything that had happened during this period.

Let's build a paradise for him and her on this land.

"But I seem to have forgotten to ask her if this is what she wants."

Does she like it here?

"No magic...a strange world."

Lin Yan put her arm on her forehead and closed her eyes.

Is asking him to meet at the reservoir tomorrow to clarify things in person? Or does it mean something else?

...What if she really wants to leave?

Is he willing to set her free?

The next day, Lin Jiayao called to inquire about the follow-up arrangements.

Lin Yan put his phone back in his pocket. The sky was a pale gray-blue, like it was about to rain but didn't. The wind blew by, carrying a hint of rural earthiness.

He lowered his head, looking at the ground and at the World Tree seedlings.

Four o'clock in the afternoon.

It's quieter than usual around the reservoir.

Lin Yan stood by the reservoir, watching the water shimmer and ripple.

He had been in another world for many years and had seen all sorts of grand scenes, but now, his heart was beating so wildly.

'If she really wants to go back to the other world…'

Lin Yan was stunned.

There were no red-haired brats at all, nor any young, spirited rivals.

Only Syl.

At her feet, there was a heart shape on the ground, which Lin Yan could tell at a glance was the result of the Flower Field Magic.

Seemingly sensing something, Syl looked up and met Lin Yan's gaze. She froze, unsure of where to put her hands. Her pointed ears turned bright red, and her light-colored eyes, characteristic of elves, became misty with emotion, her eyes beginning to redden.

She lowered her head.

Then, in a tone that clearly indicated he had memorized it for a long time, he began to speak haltingly.

"I...was supposed to be here that day, in this place, preparing to finish with my beloved..."

She paused, her face turning as red as a flower on the ground, and her voice grew softer and softer.

"Completed... the ultimate development in our relationship..."

Lin Yan walked step by step to her and stopped.

Syl forced herself to continue speaking, and at that moment she was like a kettle emitting steam as it boiled.

"The book says...the book says that if we complete this, we can achieve a deeper connection...but I was interrupted that day, and then I didn't know how...how to take the initiative..."

She looked up at him, her eyes blurry with tears, her eyes brimming with grievance.

"So I went to those kids to learn how...how to be better in relationships..."

She choked up, and her voice grew louder.

"But you...you think I like someone else!"

In that instant, all the doubts, all the speculations, all the heavy shadows that had been pressing down for days, seemed to be pierced by a ray of sunlight and vanished with a roar.

He couldn't help but let the corners of his mouth slowly curve upwards.

He looked at her, at this elven princess who could fight against a hundred men on the battlefield, who could unleash world-destroying magic, and who could remain unfazed even when surrounded by a million-strong army, yet now she was crying in front of him because a kiss had been interrupted that day, and she didn't know how to take the initiative.

Lin Yan reached out and gently tucked a stray strand of hair that had been blown by the wind behind her ear.

Syl looked up at him.

He spoke softly.

"I'm sorry, it's my fault. I neglected your feelings. I shouldn't have been busy with everything on my own. I shouldn't have doubted you."

Syl stared at him, tears welling in her eyes, threatening to spill over, and she bit her lip.

"Darling, I love you. I'll go anywhere as long as you're here."

"I understand. From now on, whatever we do, we'll be together."

Lin Yan bent down and wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes.

Then he lowered his head and kissed her.

The kiss was very light. The moment the wind blew by, everything fell silent. The water plants stopped moving, the ripples on the water slowed down, and the setting sun cast long shadows of the two people.

Syl paused for a moment, then slowly closed his eyes.

The book describes it as the ultimate progression of love.

Finally, finally.

In that instant, the magic power within Syl, which had been disordered due to tension and grievance, overflowed, and a soft emerald green halo rippled out.

In March, the once somewhat monotonous embankment witnessed a grand revival.

Countless tender green shoots broke through the soil, and then time seemed to speed up, with colorful flowers blooming in vast swathes like a tidal wave.

"I love you the most, Syl!"

A long time passed.

Xier leaned against Lin Yan's chest, her ear tips still red, and the beating in her chest had not completely subsided.

Lin Yan lowered his head, resting his chin on her face, and coughed lightly.

"...Wife."

"Um."

Syl looked up at him.

Lin Yan looked away uncomfortably.

"I'll need your help with the lychee grove."

Syl stared at him for a long while, then burst out laughing.

"Honey, why is your face so red?"

"……No."

"have."

"No!"

"have!!"

Syl smiled, raised her hand, and pinched his cheek.

"From now on, whatever you do, you have to ask me to do it with you."

Lin Yan didn't say anything, he just held her hand.

That evening, in Lin Yan's arms, Xier prepared the life potion for the plants.

……

This medicine must be sprayed on every tree in the lychee grove within three days, otherwise its effectiveness will be lost.

Although it was possible to reconfigure Xier, Lin Yan didn't want to make Xier so tired, otherwise wouldn't that be putting the cart before the horse?

If magic is used, planting one or two trees would be easy, but once the number increases, he's not a robot, so why would he be willing to do so much hard work?

"Spray every single leaf within three days!"

Three days!

This is such a large forest area, with some particularly steep slopes. Although other varieties of fruit trees can be sprayed later, the sheer number of March Red trees alone is very difficult to manage.

If the number of people is not too large, it is easy to ask relatives with the same surname in the village to help with the work. However, not everyone in a village has the same surname.

He opened his phone and sent a message to Lin Jiayao.

[We need to recruit people to work. We'll get everyone together today. I contacted a university research lab, and they sent over our special medicine for fruit trees.]

The reply came almost instantly.

I'm thinking about this...

Lin Jiayao pushed the door open and came in.

"...Something went wrong."

Lin Jiayao took a sip of the warm water that Lin Yan pushed towards him and slowly began to speak.

Business has been booming along the national highway at the village entrance lately.

The crowds at Mixue Ice Cream brought liveliness to the entire street, and the stalls next door were raking in profits.

Lin Jiayao carried the cash and visited every old farmer's house he could think of.

Not one agreed.

"There's another problem. Some people in the village still remember the last boss running away. When I mentioned leasing the lychee orchard and hiring people to spray pesticides, a few experienced farmers wouldn't even let me in the door. They would shout from inside, 'Settle the accounts from last time first.'"

Lin Yan tapped the table lightly with his fingers.