It was just a love letter; I'm really no great writer!

Human: Di Lingyan.

Hmm, Lu Ran has a real headache with this human.

Upon landing, Lu Ran was awestruck by the silhouettes of the rolling mountains and the starry sky.

I didn't experience altitude sickness, nor did I feel cold; a cool breeze ruffled my hair.

He sent the long poem he had edited on the plane to Di Qingling, and then he became troubled.

"Lu Ran, why do I feel a little dizzy? Am I lacking oxygen?" Di Lingyan took a deep breath.

"Who told you to run around like that?" Seeing her pale face, Lu Ran went to a convenience store and bought her a portable oxygen cylinder, then took a taxi to the scenic hotel.

In the car, Di Lingyan kept saying that her heart rate was very fast. Lu Ran said he would take her back, but Di Lingyan said no.

Perhaps because she is a sprinter with a large muscle mass, her heart and lungs have a high demand for oxygen, and she felt uncomfortable as soon as she landed.

Lu Ran, on the other hand, was perfectly fine.

When booking the room, Lu Ran had no choice but to book a twin room, and his plan to see Sister Di that night was unfortunately ruined.

"Lu Ran, my heart is beating so fast, feel it."

Once in bed, Di Lingyan resumed her lively and energetic self, peeking her cute little head out from under the white blankets.

"Don't be ridiculous, this room is oxygenated."

Even so, Lu Ran still pulled her wrist over and placed his fingers on her slender blue veins.

When the timer was set, my heart rate spiked to over 110 beats per minute.

"This is like a plain with high oxygen levels, how come your heart rate is so high?" Lu Ran asked, puzzled.

"I don't know." Di Lingyan blinked.

"I guess the machine is broken. I'll go ask the manager." Lu Ran turned and left the room, going downstairs.

The receptionist assured me that the equipment was working properly... Well, that means Xiao Di isn't quite right.

Lu Ran bought sweet tea and porridge.

After drinking it, Di Lingyan's complexion improved significantly, and he was able to lie on the bed and play on his phone.

...What a little devil.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

A brilliant idea came to mind.

I ordered takeout for myself and then sent a message to Di Qingling.

Lu Ran: "Are you busy tomorrow, sister?"

Di Qingling: "It's alright."

Di Qingling: "There is a play each in the afternoon and evening."

Lu Ran: "Sister, you've worked hard. I'll order you a milk tea. Send me the address."

Di Qingling: "Then let's order two drinks, there's also a child here."

Di Qingling: [Address]

Lu Ran: "okok"

Where did this kid come from?

It's so difficult to even meet him...

Lu Ran turned to Di Lingyan: "Little Di, it's time to sleep. We need to get up early tomorrow to visit the temple."

"Okay, I'll take a shower first."

Di Lingyan tried to get up, but Lu Ran pressed her down with one palm.

"You can't take a bath on the plateau. Hot water will reduce blood flow to your brain, and cold water can easily cause a cold, and in severe cases, it can even cause pulmonary edema," Lu Ran said softly, pressing on her shoulder.

"Oh..." Di Lingyan huddled under the covers, her face flushed. "Then, does that mean vigorous exercise is also not okay...?"

"Even regular exercise is risky, let alone strenuous activity?"

Lu Ran got up. "I'll turn off the light. You can sleep peacefully."

"Mm." Di Lingyan watched him turn off the light.

The room wasn't completely dark; outside the French windows, the glow of burning ghee illuminated the magnificent palaces and long streets.

Lu Ran lay on the bed a meter away, deep in thought.

I mustn't let Xiao Di know that I came to Suocheng to meet with Sister Di in secret.

Then, I'll give Sister Di a little surprise.

So I have to keep it from Xiao Di... Why am I acting like a time management master?

"Stop playing on your phone, go to sleep."

Seeing the glow of Di Lingyan's phone, Lu Ran urged him on.

"It's still early~ I can't sleep~" Di Lingyan said in a soft, sweet voice.

"Listen to me, we have to get up early tomorrow." Lu Ran looked at the delivery route, which was only two kilometers away, and said with a hint of pleading... Grandma, go to sleep...

"I'll go to sleep after I finish this chapter." Di Lingyan, on the contrary, was even more energetic. "Lu Ran, I've been reading a really interesting novel lately, hehe."

"Huh?" Lu Ran was taken aback as he listened to Di Lingyan's eloquent retelling of the Dragon Clan's story.

"Lu Mingfei is so pitiful. He likes his senior sister, but she already has Caesar..." Di Lingyan said softly. "Even so, he still spent a quarter of his life to save his senior sister."

"Damn, what kind of melodramatic youth literature are you reading so late at night?"

Both of Lu Ran's novels are scheduled for regular updates.

As the first part of "Dragon Raja" draws to a close, the King of Bronze and Fire has died, and Lu Mingfei has quietly saved Nuonuo. The curtain of the story has just been lifted.

The first part got off to a good start, and the backend data showed significant improvement, gradually climbing to an average subscription of 25,000.

The comments section was flooded with positive reviews, and its reputation saw a small turnaround.

However, this still cannot shake the status of "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" - the latter also came to an end, leading the monthly ticket chart with 300,000 average subscriptions.

However, Lu Ran's statement in the trailer that the lead actor would be changed for the second season has sparked considerable controversy...

"No one is allowed to belittle Tingyu!"

Hearing Lu Ran speak ill of the Dragon Clan, Di Lingyan said angrily, "Although, although he's not as powerful as you, his writing is excellent, and his descriptions of emotions are very delicate..."

Lu Ran's eyes lit up, and he grinned:

"Listening to the Rain is terrible. It feels inferior to 'Rainy Night with a Knife but No Umbrella.' Whether it's the writing style, the setting, or the background, it's completely outclassed by 'The Return of the Condor Heroes.' It's only good at writing romance."

"Hmph!" Di Lingyan turned around. "I'm not talking to Umbrella Xiaozi."

Lu Ran: ...

He wiped away a cold sweat, thankfully he had managed to coax Di Lingyan to sleep.

I waited patiently for a while.

Lu Ran tiptoed out of bed and put on his coat.

Then he quietly went to Di Lingyan's bedside. The dim light shone on her sullen sleeping face, and he couldn't help but smile.

I didn't expect this girl to be a dragon egg. Good, good, I've found the trick to lower her affection level.

Stepping out of the room, Lu Ran waited for the delivery man. With a smile, she walked over and whispered a few words to him. The delivery man gave her a hearty laugh: "No problem, I'll deliver it to you."

Yes, Lu Ran's plan was simple: when ordering milk tea, he would give the delivery guy extra money and send himself there as well.

This long encounter has come to an end.

Sitting on the back of an electric scooter, riding up and down the hilly road, the night view of Suocheng felt like an extra gift. The dark mountain outlines, the white walls gleaming with gold, and the warm yellow lights made the snowfield look even more desolate and cold.

The air was filled with the aroma of ghee, and Lu Ran's mood fluctuated constantly.

Finally, the electric scooter stopped downstairs at a high-end hotel. After thanking the man, he carried the milk tea into the hotel and took the elevator to the room that Di Qingling had located for him.

The corridor was covered with carpets printed with lotus and auspicious cloud patterns.

Suppressing the smile on his lips, Lu Ran gently knocked on the door, his voice low and deep: "Hello, takeout."

For a moment, he could hear his own heart pounding.

"Thank you, just leave it at the door."

The familiar, cold voice, like a wisp of cold smoke, drifted into his ears.

Lu Ran put down the milk tea and leaned against the wall next to him.

What poem can describe my feelings right now?

I couldn't think of it, and I had no desire to think about it.

In the past, carriages and mail were slow, but now he only wanted to thank the Wright brothers for the large airplane they had given him.

Click... The door opened gently.

A cascade of jet-black hair cascaded down from the right side of the crane's neck, the woman's exquisite and voluptuous curves completely enveloped in her off-white nightgown, the hem of her trousers lightly falling to her insteps, her slender feet adorned with red nail polish, like snow-covered plum blossoms.

Tonight, I don't care about humanity, I only want you.

Di Qingling read this sentence many times, and each time a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

All grand narratives of heaven and earth can be cast aside, except for you...

I miss you so much too.