Durin's Diary

Chapter 1083 The End
For Dulin, an embrace is a sacred thing, because it represents two beating hearts willing to draw closer to each other.

Unfortunately, this was just Dulin's opinion. In that era, it was common for two people to be in the same bed but dream different dreams, and very few could be truly inseparable.

"I once naively thought that we would grow old together." As her beating heart withdrew from Dulin's embrace, he looked at her and said with a hint of regret.

"I've actually already thought of names for our children," she replied with a smile.

Dulin smiled and didn't ask for her name, because he knew that if he did, she would just laugh and say she was lying to him.

Only in this way can her embarrassment and shyness be concealed.

Therefore, it's better not to ask this question at all than to ask it.

She held his hand as they walked through the night in the capital, along the uneven cobblestone streets. The night market was bustling with activity, but sadly, there was no warmth or life around them.

The children run over and are suddenly drawn to the roadside stalls.

Young couples might turn back when called upon by a friend.

Young children may turn away because of their parents' anxiety.

Every life, in the instant it approaches this corner, chooses to stay away.

The reason they instinctively wanted to stay away was simply because he, a god, and she, who resembled a god, stood there. Beings from different dimensions made them want to stay away.

"It's a pity that the past is the past. Fate brought us together here again, and I have no regrets. Your coming before me proves that you killed my future self, and I am happy because it means that you are the same as before, unchanged." She said this again.

Du Lin nodded.

A boy and a girl ran past him and her, laughing and chasing each other.

Just like when he and she were in the new Hangzhou, at that time, he didn't know she was from a prominent family in the capital, while she knew he was an orphan from the New World.

But she fell in love with him without hesitation, simply because he was the only one who didn't treat her like merchandise.

A genuine smile was a rare and beautiful sight in her short life.

“I’m so glad you could walk this path with me.” She looked at Du Lin with hopeful eyes and a smile on her face. “It reminds me of when I was in New Hangzhou. Even though it wasn’t my hometown, I always felt that the rain and heat in the south were so much better than in New Beijing, all because of you.”

"I actually prefer Xinjing. It's not too hot in the summer. A palm-leaf fan and an ice pop are much better than anything else," Du Lin recalled.

He genuinely felt that way. It was during her second year of high school when she came home with a group of classmates, and Du Lin was the only boy among them.

In the capital, Dulin witnessed the fickleness of human relationships and met his father and grandfather. The former never gave him a kind look, while the latter, upon hearing that he was an apprentice brought into the tower by Mars and a promising apprentice of the wise man Yu, never lacked a smile on his face.

That was the first time Dulin had experienced the look in her eyes as she examined the goods.

It was quite a sad story, but that was all in the past, because her grandfather passed away two years later, and her father was killed by her mentor Mars that very night.

The girl in front of him reached out and hugged Dulin's arm: "I really regret it, Dulin. Will you be angry with me if I leave you?"

“I’m an orphan, and I didn’t understand your choice back then, but I can understand you now. Family is a very precious thing. I was angry that you left me, but I have to understand you,” Du Lin said honestly.

"Thank you." She smiled happily, but there was a hint of realization in her eyes: "But if we had to do it all over again, you and I would probably make the same choice."

"Yes." Du Lin nodded.

Yes, if we could do it all over again, you would still return to Xinjing, and I would still come to Xinjing. We would fight to the death once more.

It's just that you have your own hardships, and I must fight for my brothers and sisters whose love shines like the sun and moon. The children of the tower had only two choices that night: either die that night or live to see the dawn.

"Yes, and then we witnessed our regrets time and time again, Dulin." She sighed, then looked up at Dulin.

"What is it?" Dulin asked.

"If one day you meet a different version of me, and that version of me ultimately decides to stay by your side... would you come to save the world that failed to summon another nameless person in time because it lost me?" she asked.

“I will. I will try to save everything without your pleading.” With that, Dulin released his hand. “I have to go. I’m already content to have seen you one more time.”

"Please walk with me a little longer," she pleaded.

Dulin's heart softened, and he nodded.

So she took his hand and walked silently through the crowd.

A musician playing the pipa by the roadside attracted him and her to stop. When the piece ended, she clapped her hands, and Dulin left three or five silver coins from rubles in the musician's bowl.

"Do you remember the first time we met? I was carrying two big suitcases," she asked.

"I remember, I even helped you drag your luggage to the girls' dormitory. It was really heavy, with all your gear, weapons, and magical artifacts in one suitcase," Du Lin replied.

“My diary is in another box,” she said.

“Yes, they’re all blank. Your mother left them for you, saying she would read them to you page by page when you grew up.” Du Lin recalled that time when he helped her carry her luggage into her dormitory and put those diaries on the bookshelf.

He listened to her story about the diary and learned that her mother had left early due to an accident, leaving her only these blank diaries and expectations.

“Those diaries…”

“I kept them as my own and stored them in the tower’s library.”

Dulin gave her this answer.

He didn't want to tell her that he had even secretly looked at the last page of her diary, a page filled with her name.

But no goodbye was written.

"Thank you." For the first time, she showed a hint of regret beyond her smile in front of Dulin.

She glanced at the stardust in the sky and took a deep breath: "The time has come. It seems to be time for farewell, Dulin."

After saying that, she smiled and let go of his hand, then looked at Dulin.

"Before we part, can we have one more kiss to mark the end?"

Du Lin nodded.

So she gently hugged him and kissed him goodbye.

In the night market, with no more regrets, she turned and walked back the way she came, the lights along the way dim and beautiful.

He paused slightly with his short cane, watched her disappear into the crowd, and then walked forward without any further worries.

Some people and some things, like flowers blooming, will never bear fruit.

(End of this chapter)