After Being Reborn as the Chief Eunuch Chapter 72

Chapter 72

Li Zhan waited by the screen for almost half an hour before Tang Shu’s voice came from inside, telling him he could enter.

At the same time, Guo Zi and two other servants from the Prince Residence were tidying up the things Tang Shu had used.

When Li Zhan stepped over to the bedside, his legs trembled slightly from the tension. The air behind the screen still carried the faint scent of blood—not too strong, but knowing it was Ji Qingzhou’s blood made Li Zhan extremely sensitive to it.

“Qingzhou…” Li Zhan leaned close to the bed, reached out, and took Ji Qingzhou’s hand, softly calling his name next to his ear.

“You won’t hear me. He’ll probably need to sleep for another hour or two.” Tang Shu said.

Li Zhan nodded upon hearing this, his face tense as he looked over Ji Qingzhou from head to toe, as if unwilling to leave anything unchecked.

At this moment, Ji Qingzhou’s eyes were tightly shut, his brows slightly furrowed, and his complexion looked pale. Just thinking about the suffering Ji Qingzhou had endured made Li Zhan’s heart ache. Especially seeing those faintly knitted brows, as if he was still bearing pain even in his unconscious state.

Seeing Li Zhan like this, Tang Shu spoke again, “Wang Ye, it’s fine if you want to take a quick look, but there’s no need to stay here all the time. When he wakes up, there will be a lot to do—big and small matters all need someone to attend to them. I suggest you conserve your energy first. When he wakes, I’ll send for you.”

“No need. I’ll stay here and wait for him to wake up.” Li Zhan answered firmly.

Knowing Li Zhan probably wouldn’t take the advice, Tang Shu didn’t argue further and just gave some brief instructions before the attendants guarding nearby went to rest.

News of Ji Qingzhou’s delivery had already been sent to the Ji residence, and Ji Qinglan and Ji Qinghuai, the siblings, along with Tu Dayou, arrived shortly after. Ji Qingzhou was still in a deep sleep, and with Li Zhan standing vigil, they didn’t want to disturb him, so they stayed in the outer hall and played with the child.

Though small in size, the little one was lively and not prone to crying, appearing very endearing.

However, the baby was still too young, with facial features yet to fully form, making it hard to tell whom he resembled.

“They say nephews resemble their uncles; this kid probably looks like big brother.” Ji Qinglan chuckled.

“I do bear some resemblance to Qingzhou, so if he looks like me, he’s also like him, right?” Ji Qinghuai added.

The young emperor nearby frowned, “But… you’re not the baby’s uncle!”

He was puzzled, thinking: Qingzhou was the baby’s father, so Qingzhou’s brother should be the baby’s uncle!

Ji Qinghuai and Ji Qinglan didn’t understand where his words came from and simultaneously looked at the young emperor.

The young emperor calmly said, “The baby clearly looks most like me. Look, his face is so small—it’s most like mine, right?”

The two siblings couldn’t help but smile and quickly agreed, “Yes, yes, the baby looks most like His Majesty.”

Hearing this, the young emperor’s face lit up with a satisfied smile…

Ji Qingzhou woke up after less than two hours.

When he came to, the medicine’s effect had mostly faded, and waves of pain from the wound in his lower abdomen hit him intermittently, making him wish he could faint again.

“You’re awake? Does it still hurt?” Li Zhan asked anxiously, relieved yet worried to see him conscious again.

“It’s not just hurting…” Ji Qingzhou glanced at him and said hoarsely, “It feels like I’m dying from the pain!”

Li Zhan’s worry turned into burning anxiety. He hurried to call Tang Shu over.

Tang Shu had already had the medicine prepared and handed the bowl to Li Zhan to give to Ji Qingzhou.

Ji Qingzhou endured the bitter, almost unbearable taste and drank about half a bowl, but because he was lying down, he almost choked. Tang Shu worried that coughing might rupture the wound, so he didn’t let him drink more.

“Will it keep hurting if he doesn’t drink more?” Li Zhan asked.

“It’ll hurt either way. There’s no other way—he just has to bear it.” Tang Shu told Li Zhan. “Wang Ye should find ways to distract him. Also… people who just gave birth tend to have bad tempers. You’d better be prepared mentally.”

Li Zhan nodded, his face full of concern.

He wasn’t so worried about Ji Qingzhou’s bad temper—even if it was bad, it would be only a few harsh words. What he feared was the pain.

Since ancient times, no man or woman has given birth without pain.

And this pain was something he could never take away for him…

“I’ll have them bring the child over for you to see.” Li Zhan said.

Ji Qingzhou was sweating from the pain, his forehead damp with cold sweat, but he still nodded at the suggestion.

Li Zhan immediately took the child from Xiao Shan and brought him to Ji Qingzhou’s side.

Ji Qingzhou turned his head to take a look. The little one’s face hadn’t fully developed yet, making it impossible to tell what he looked like.

It was his first time becoming a parent, and the feeling was strange—filled with novelty and joy.

But his wound hurt so much that he truly didn’t have the energy to fully experience that joy…

“Is it a boy or a girl?” Ji Qingzhou asked.

Li Zhan froze at the question, a flicker of confusion flashing across his face.

Ji Qingzhou felt utterly speechless. He thought to himself—The baby’s already been born for over half a day, and you, the supposed ‘mother,’ still don’t know whether it’s a boy or a girl?

“It’s a boy,” Xiao Shan quickly chimed in to help Li Zhan out.

Li Zhan had been about to pull open the swaddling cloth to check, but stopped once he heard that.

“A boy. He looks like you—very handsome,” Li Zhan said.

Ji Qingzhou gave a bitter smile. “Babies don’t look good right after they’re born. How could he possibly look like me?”

Li Zhan hurriedly added, “If he doesn’t look like you and doesn’t look good, then it must be because he looks like me.”

“Who says the baby doesn’t look good? He’s clearly adorable—the best-looking baby I’ve ever seen. Imperial Uncle and Zhouzhou shouldn’t say he’s not good-looking. He’ll get upset!” the young emperor pouted. “Besides, everyone says the baby looks like me—how could he not be good-looking?”

Ji Qingzhou couldn’t help but laugh, but that laugh tugged at his wound, causing him to gasp sharply in pain.

Afraid the young emperor would make Ji Qingzhou laugh again, Li Zhan gently coaxed him to the side hall. Xiao Shan also carried the baby there afterward.

Ji Qingzhou’s wound recovered fairly quickly. The pain was most intense the first day, but by the second, it had eased up considerably. Li Zhan stayed by his side day and night, rarely leaving even for a moment, and took care of him personally, never letting anyone else handle it.

As his injury gradually healed, Ji Qingzhou followed Tang Shu’s instructions to get out of bed and move around each day.

Though that request sounded easy, to someone who had just undergone a “caesarean section,” it was nothing short of torture. Especially in the beginning, just getting out of bed was enough to nearly make him faint from the pain.

Li Zhan was heartbroken every day watching him, but remembering the consequences Tang Shu had warned him about, he didn’t dare spoil Ji Qingzhou even a little. Every day, he forced Ji Qingzhou to “move around.” It wasn’t until seven or eight days had passed that Ji Qingzhou managed to get through the worst of it.

As the days went by, the little one’s features slowly began to fill out. His tiny face gained some baby fat, and his skin, which had been slightly reddish at first, gradually took on that characteristic milky-white glow of infants. With a pair of dark, bright eyes that blinked and stared at people adorably, he became incredibly endearing.

The young emperor was completely captivated by the baby’s cuteness, so much so that he no longer wanted to attend the palace school.

Eventually, under Li Zhan’s firm instruction, the schedule was changed so that the young emperor would attend school one day and take the next day off to visit the Prince Residence.

Among everyone in the Prince Residence, the one who doted on the little one the most was the young emperor.

All because Tang Shu had casually mentioned one day that the baby was still too young and shouldn’t be touched too often. Ever since then, the young emperor behaved himself, staying quietly by the baby’s side to entertain him without touching. If others wanted to touch the baby, he would issue strict orders: they had to wash their hands first, couldn’t use force, and couldn’t touch for too long…

In short, the young emperor, as the elder brother, was even more conscientious than Li Zhan and Ji Qingzhou, the baby’s parents!

On the baby’s tenth day, Ji Qinghuai and Ji Qinglan came to the Prince Residence to deliver a small gold longevity lock they had prepared. Ji Qinglan adored children and had been itching to visit every day, but Ji Qinghuai had been holding her back, thinking she might be too eager. Only today did they come together.

Ji Qinghuai was a calm and considerate person. He still didn’t know what Li Zhan planned for the child, and he worried that if he and his sister visited too frequently, it might cause gossip and bring trouble to Li Zhan and Ji Qingzhou. Especially for Ji Qingzhou—he didn’t want his younger brother to be put in a difficult position in front of Li Zhan.

While Ji Qinglan and Tu Dayou were playing with the baby in the side hall, Ji Qinghuai signaled to Li Zhan with his eyes, asking to speak privately.

His leg injury had healed quite well by now. He no longer needed a wooden wheelchair to go out, just a cane.

Ji Qingzhou glanced at the two of them, curious, but he didn’t follow.

“Thinking back to a few months ago when we were still trying to come up with plans… Thank goodness we weren’t very capable and failed—otherwise, we’d really be regretting it now.” Tu Dayou looked at the baby and spoke with feeling.

Ji Qingzhou also felt a mix of emotions when recalling the past. Looking back now, it all felt like a dream.

Had he known then what he knew now, there would have been no need for all that effort… But that’s how life worked—not everyone walked through it holding a script. All those doubts and uncertainties may have weighed him down at one point, but looking back, they all felt worth it.

If he hadn’t gone through such turmoil, he might never have truly appreciated how hard-won peace could be.

“By the way, how is Brother’s injury?” Ji Qingzhou asked Tu Dayou.

“Don’t worry, with me taking care of it, I won’t let him end up with a disability,” Tu Dayou said reassuringly.

Only then did Ji Qingzhou feel at ease. He looked at Tu Dayou and noticed that the scar on his neck had faded significantly—it was no longer as glaring as it had been when he first returned.

At the same time, Ji Qingzhou realized that Tu Dayou seemed somewhat different from before.

Though he was still the same familiar person, there was a new light in his eyes—something that hadn’t been there in the past…

Ji Qingzhou fell into silent thought. A certain idea flashed through his mind, and he couldn’t help but smile faintly.

“What are you smiling at?” Tu Dayou asked.

“I’m just… really happy,” Ji Qingzhou said sincerely.

The two exchanged a smile, and they both unconsciously recalled the first time they met months ago in Yan Court.

So much time had passed, and everything was now different. But both were glad they had met back then and had helped each other get through the most difficult period of their lives.

In the main hall, Li Zhan had someone serve tea for Ji Qinghuai.

Ji Qinghuai waited until they were the only two left in the hall before speaking. “What does Wang Ye intend to do?”

The moment Li Zhan saw Ji Qinghuai that day, he already knew what he wanted to ask. After thinking for a moment, he replied seriously, “I understand your concerns. Rest assured, I won’t act recklessly, nor will I let a moment of passion drag Qingzhou into matters he shouldn’t be involved in. The Ji family suffered in the past precisely because Grand Tutor Ji did too well and held too much prestige in court, which drew the late emperor’s suspicion. Everyone in the court knows how things work—even if one’s conscience is clear, it’s hard to guard against others’ suspicions…”

Added to that was Li Zhan’s own powerful position, which made Ji Qinghuai’s concerns even more valid.

Naturally, Li Zhan understood those worries as well. In truth, his own apprehensions were no less than Ji Qinghuai’s.

“I’m glad you see it that way,” Ji Qinghuai said. “Qingzhou is still young, and Wang Ye… you’re a man of deep emotions. I used to worry that you’d act on impulse, that you might defy the entire court just for some hollow title.”

Li Zhan gave a faint smile. “I’m not afraid of opposing anyone, but I don’t want him to worry needlessly. Besides, the bond between us doesn’t need hollow titles to prove its worth. Being able to live peacefully together is what matters most to me.”

Hearing this, Ji Qinghuai was finally fully reassured and didn’t say anything more.

If it had been the Li Zhan of the past, the moment he found someone he wanted to spend his life with, he’d have shouted it to the world. But after the pain of the previous life and the death of the second prince, the current Li Zhan had come to better understand what truly mattered—what was worth cherishing.

And he believed Ji Qingzhou thought the same way.

Soon, it was time for the baby’s one-month celebration.

Li Zhan held a small banquet at the Prince Residence for the occasion. However, he didn’t publicly announce the child’s birth, and the guests invited were only those he trusted deeply.

At the banquet, aside from the Ji siblings, there were also Tang Shu, Chi Zhou, and Gu Yiheng, the commander of the Imperial Guards, along with a few of Li Zhan’s trusted officials from the court. Ji Qingzhou was slightly surprised that Li Zhan had invited these people, but upon reflection, he realized that such a matter couldn’t be hidden forever. Li Zhan likely intended to gradually integrate the truth, so that eventually, the ministers would come to accept it naturally.

Moreover, the young emperor was present at the banquet, clearly showing where Li Zhan stood.

Those trusted aides of Li Zhan were completely loyal to him, and none of them showed the slightest shock at the child’s appearance. In fact, many of them had long suspected the nature of Li Zhan and Ji Qingzhou’s relationship—this merely confirmed it…

In the end, the child took Ji Qingzhou’s surname, just as Li Zhan had intended, and was given the single name “Ze.”

Li Zhan had asked Ji Qinghuai to help choose the name and had explained a great deal about its meaning, but Ji Qingzhou didn’t remember any of it.

At the full-month banquet, Li Zhan was in high spirits and drank a lot of wine.

By the time several rounds had passed, everyone was a little tipsy…

Chi Zhou seized the chance when Ji Qingzhou left for the latrine and quietly followed him.

When Ji Qingzhou exited the latrine and saw him, he was startled. “Assistant Minister Chi, how much did you drink?”

“I didn’t dare drink too much. I still had something to ask Young Master Ji,” Chi Zhou said quickly.

Ji Qingzhou frowned. “What is it? Why are you sneaking around?”

“It’s just…” Chi Zhou hesitated. “I wanted to ask when you and Wang Ye are getting married? I’m merely a subordinate, and this kind of question would be inappropriate to ask Wang Ye directly, so I had no choice but to trouble you.”

Ji Qingzhou raised an eyebrow. “We’re in no rush. No need to give the court officials more excuses to stir up trouble. Let’s wait until His Majesty is a little older.”

“Huh?” Chi Zhou looked disappointed. “Wouldn’t that mean waiting for many years?”

Ji Qingzhou nodded. “Mm. Are you in a hurry?”

Chi Zhou scratched his head, his face tinged with red. “To be honest, I… about your younger sister… cough…”

“Oh…” Ji Qingzhou suddenly understood and quickly said, “Our Ji family doesn’t follow that ‘parental orders, matchmaker’s words’ tradition. Our father and mother are no longer here. Though my elder brother and I will protect her, it’s her own decision to make. If she’s unwilling…”

“She is!” Chi Zhou blurted out.

Ji Qingzhou continued, “Then you don’t need to ask me. Just go to the Ji residence and propose properly. And you don’t have to worry about how my brother and I aren’t married yet. We’re not that old-fashioned. Look at me and Wang Ye—haven’t even married, and we already have a child…”

Ji Qingzhou had indeed heard that some scholars followed strict etiquette—if the elder brother in the household hadn’t yet married, then the younger sister wasn’t allowed to marry before him. That must’ve been why the question was raised. But Ji Qingzhou didn’t care about such traditions, and he figured Ji Qinghuai wouldn’t either. From what he could tell, his brother didn’t seem to have any plans to marry anytime soon. They couldn’t possibly let that delay their sister’s marriage!

Chi Zhou: …

“Of course, even if you’re not getting married, you can’t go fooling around!” Ji Qingzhou added hastily.

“Yes, yes, absolutely!” Chi Zhou quickly promised.

As they were speaking, Xiao Shan came running over to look for Ji Qingzhou.

So Ji Qingzhou didn’t bother talking further with Chi Zhou and left with Xiao Shan.

“What are you looking for me for?” Ji Qingzhou asked.

“Nothing urgent. It’s just that you’ve been gone a while and haven’t come back yet. I was worried your body hadn’t fully recovered, so I came to check on you,” said Xiao Shan.

Ji Qingzhou looked at Xiao Shan, smiled, and said with emotion, “You’ve been with me for so long, I really can’t bear to send you off to the estate.”

“The estate?” Xiao Shan looked puzzled. “Why would I go to the estate? I want to stay at the Prince Residence to take care of you and the young master.”

Ji Qingzhou chuckled. “You think I want to send you away? It’s only because I heard… there’s a stable boy at Wang Ye’s estate on the outskirts of the capital who can’t speak. He’s been raising horses alone and feeling terribly lonely. They said he could use a helper, and I thought you’d be a good fit. What’s wrong, don’t want to go?”

Xiao Shan was stunned when he heard that. His eyes turned red instantly, and he couldn’t speak for a while.

Ji Qingzhou reached out and patted him on the shoulder, smiling as he walked away…

Back at the banquet, Ji Qingzhou glanced around and only then noticed that two people were missing.

“Where are Qin Zheng and Qi Jingchuan?” Ji Qingzhou asked. “Why haven’t I seen them?”

Li Zhan was drinking with Ji Qinghuai. Upon hearing the question, he smiled and leaned over to whisper something in Ji Qingzhou’s ear. Ji Qingzhou, upon hearing it, was utterly speechless.

In the estate on the outskirts of the capital—

Prince Heng had already been kept here for several months. Because he had previously attempted suicide, Li Zhan had ordered that he be drugged and carefully watched to ensure he would “stay alive properly.”

He had thought he would just be kept here day after day, with no end in sight, until he wasted away to death…

But he never expected that his “Third Brother” would personally come to see him today!

“Third Brother… I know I was wrong! I shouldn’t have done those things… Please, let me go! Or kill me!” The moment Prince Heng saw “Li Zhan,” he clung to him like a drowning man grabbing a lifeline, nearly scrambling to kneel and beg.

“Li Zhan,” dressed in a black cloak, stood at a distance inside the room, his voice cold and sharp. “Too late. I gave you a chance—you just didn’t cherish it.”

“Third Brother… I’m your real brother! You can’t do this to me. Imperial Father and Imperial Brother are both watching from heaven,” Prince Heng said.

“Li Zhan” let out a mocking laugh. “When you tried to harm my son, were they watching too? What I’m doing now is already more merciful than you deserve.”

Prince Heng froze, confused. “What… son?”

“The son Qingzhou and I had together,” the man replied with a faint smile. “To prevent you from cursing him, I won’t tell you his name. But today is his one-month celebration, and since you’re his uncle, I promised I’d bring you a cup of celebratory wine. I keep my word.”

With that, “Li Zhan” took the wine cup handed to him by someone behind and walked forward to personally offer it to Prince Heng.

Prince Heng choked on the wine, coughing uncontrollably, his expression utterly stunned…

“When Qingzhou and I marry in a few days, I’ll bring you another cup of wedding wine,” the man added. “Hang in there.”

Prince Heng stared at him in disbelief. After a long pause, he blurted out, “You’re lying… I don’t believe it. You’re not my Third Brother! You’re lying—who are you? Who are you?!”

The man clearly didn’t intend to waste any more words and turned to leave the room.

Outside the door, Qi Jingchuan stood with one hand behind his back, waiting patiently.

“Well? Did I look like him?” Qin Zheng’s voice came from behind “Li Zhan’s” face.

Qi Jingchuan raised an eyebrow. “About sixty percent. You got too smug near the end—your voice slipped out of character. He caught on.”

Qin Zheng replied quickly, “No worries. Next time, I’ll pretend to be Qingzhou. His reaction will definitely be even better! Heh heh!”

Qi Jingchuan shook his head helplessly. “If we don’t head back soon, we’ll miss the wedding wine!”

“No big deal. As long as Prince Heng gets his cup, whether we drink or not doesn’t matter,” Qin Zheng said smugly. “Say, I really do have a knack for disguise, don’t I? Teach me something more advanced next time.”

“Sure,” Qi Jingchuan replied with a faint smile. “The hardest is disguising as a woman—but I doubt you can pull it off.”

“What?! If you can do it, why can’t I?” Qin Zheng said indignantly. “I have to try it one day!”

Qi Jingchuan struggled to suppress his laughter and nodded perfunctorily, his face full of disbelief.

Qin Zheng, provoked by that look, was instantly fired up and nearly wanted to perform a live transformation into a “charming young lady” right then and there!

Qi Jingchuan led the horse ahead, and as he imagined what Qin Zheng would look like dressed as a woman, he subconsciously swallowed hard…

At the Prince Residence.

The banquet wrapped up by mid-afternoon.

After seeing the guests off, Ji Qingzhou was so tired that he could barely stay awake.

Li Zhan told him to go rest in the inner chambers, but not feeling entirely at ease, he decided to personally escort Ji Qingzhou back to the bedroom.

However, Li Zhan was already tipsy. After sending Ji Qingzhou back, he didn’t want to leave at all. He clung to him, kissing him over and over again, completely unwilling to let go.

Ji Qingzhou was kissed until he couldn’t breathe and finally pushed him away a little.

Li Zhan rested his forehead against Ji Qingzhou’s and whispered, “I’m really happy… I’ve never felt this happy before.”

Ji Qingzhou smiled at that, leaned over, and gently pecked Li Zhan on the lips.

Li Zhan continued, “Actually, that’s not true… Ever since I met you, I’ve been happy every single day. Happier and happier each day…”

“Stop it, you’re getting sappy…” Ji Qingzhou chuckled.

“That’s sappy? I haven’t even started on the really sappy stuff,” Li Zhan teased.

Ji Qingzhou was both amused and helpless, afraid that in broad daylight, Li Zhan wouldn’t be able to control himself, so he didn’t dare tease him any further.

But Li Zhan wasn’t ready to let it go. He wrapped his arms around Ji Qingzhou and started kissing him again…

In the outer hall, the young emperor came running in, originally wanting to talk to Ji Qingzhou. But as he peeked through the screen, he caught sight of the two of them embracing.

He let out a mischievous giggle, quickly covered his mouth, and tiptoed back to the side hall.

Inside the side hall, the little one was awake and seemed to be in good spirits.

The young emperor dashed over to him and whispered, “Let me tell you a little secret—but you can’t tell anyone else, okay?”

At that moment, Xiao Shan was busy a short distance away. Taking advantage of the fact that Xiao Shan wasn’t paying attention, the young emperor leaned in close and said mysteriously to the baby, “I just saw Zhouzhou and Imperial Uncle—that’s your daddy and your mommy—they were kissing… Hehe, don’t you think that’s embarrassing?”

The baby stared blankly at him, completely confused, clearly not understanding a thing.

The young emperor covered his mouth and giggled again before saying, “But Imperial Uncle said that you have to grow up before you’re allowed to kiss. You and I are still little, so we can’t kiss. But I’m your big brother, so I can kiss your forehead. That’s what Imperial Uncle used to do to me.”

With that, he leaned over and planted a light kiss on the baby’s forehead, then gently coaxed, “Now that I kissed your forehead, it’s time to sleep like a good baby…”

The little one didn’t understand a word, but after a while, he obediently closed his eyes.

The young emperor stayed by his side, and before long, he too fell asleep on the short couch next to the crib…

Ji Qingzhou, thoroughly harassed by Li Zhan and wide awake now, ended up heading to the side hall with him.

On the couch, the young emperor was fast asleep, drooling a little, a goofy smile lingering on his face. In the crib beside him, the baby was also sleeping soundly. Xiao Shan brought over a blanket, and Ji Qingzhou gently took it and laid it over the young emperor.

In his sleep, the young emperor giggled and mumbled, “So embarrassing… hehe…”

Ji Qingzhou and Li Zhan exchanged glances, both of them a little confused.

Outside in the courtyard, snow had started to fall at some point.

Soft, fluttering snowflakes drifted down in silence, quickly covering the ground in a blanket of white.

But rather than feel cold, that layer of snow on the earth brought a surprising sense of peace and warmth.

Ji Qingzhou stepped out of the hall and stood under the covered corridor, quietly watching the snow fall.

Li Zhan had somehow followed him outside as well. He opened his cloak wide and wrapped Ji Qingzhou snugly into his embrace.

“Let’s build a snowman for Cong’er,” Ji Qingzhou turned to Li Zhan and suggested.

Li Zhan looked at him, couldn’t resist leaning in to kiss him again, and then finally replied, “He loves the snow. When he wakes up, I’ll take him outside and help him build one. You can just sit and watch from the side—be careful not to catch cold.”

Ji Qingzhou nodded at that, then added, “By this time next year, the two brothers will be able to build snowmen together.”

“By this time next year, you’ll be fully recovered,” Li Zhan said softly, “and you can take them both to build a snowman. I’ll be the one watching from the side.”

Ji Qingzhou smiled, then said, “Then the year after that, it’ll be your turn to take them.”

“Alright.” Li Zhan’s arms tightened around him, and he whispered into his ear, “Not just the year after. Every year after that, for the rest of our lives…”

The End.

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