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Nezha let out a sigh of relief, but the unease in his heart lingered. There was something indescribable in Ao Bing's words and expressions that made him feel a vague sense of anxiety.
"Ao Bing," Nezha said earnestly, "promise me that for these four days, you will stay by my side and won't leave early."
Ao Bing looked into Nezha's eager eyes and nodded gently, "I promise you."
This promise brought Nezha a bit of comfort. At least they had four days together, four days to share, and four days to create memories. He wanted to cherish this final time without regrets.
"Let's go back to the dormitory," Nezha said as he stood up, reaching out to pull Ao Bing along. "We have many places to visit tomorrow!"
Ao Bing smiled slightly and followed Nezha out of the soccer field. Under the moonlight, their shadows stretched long on the ground, one in front of the other, both close yet distant, much like their relationship—seemingly near yet far away.
On the fourth day, Nezha took Ao Bing to the city's most famous Concert Hall, where a Piano Recital was taking place. Ao Bing was fully immersed throughout the performance, his eyes sparkling with love and longing for music. Watching him so entranced stirred a pang of sadness in Nezha's heart—how unfair it was that Ao Bing had to give up everything he loved for the sake of responsibility.
After the performance, they rested on a bench outside the Concert Hall. The night had deepened, and the streets were gradually becoming deserted, with only the distant neon lights still flickering in vibrant colors.
"Will you miss this place?" Nezha suddenly asked. "Miss the music, miss the freedom, miss... me?"
Ao Bing turned his head and looked at Nezha seriously. "Of course I will. Everything here has become an inseparable part of my life. Leaving is not easy for me."
"Then why must you go?" Nezha pressed again, knowing the answer but unable to hold back from asking.
After a moment of silence, Ao Bing slowly replied, "Nezha, do you remember what Shen Gongbao said to me when we first met?"
Nezha pondered for a moment and shook his head. "I can't remember the specifics, but I recall he seemed to know a lot about you and the Dragon Tribe."
"He said that the Dragon Tribe was entrusted with the important duty of overseeing water sources, but at the same time, we are bound within certain realms. Powerful yet unfree, wise yet often lonely," Ao Bing said softly, a complex emotion in his eyes. "At the time, I thought it was just his provocation. But now, I increasingly feel the truth in those words."
Nezha listened quietly, unsure of how to respond.
"The power and responsibility of the Dragon Tribe go hand in hand," Ao Bing continued. "We possess strength and longevity beyond what ordinary people can imagine, but correspondingly, we must bear greater responsibilities. This is not a complaint; it is an acceptance. Just like you chose to become a Football Coach because you love the sport and are willing to put in the effort; I chose to return to the Dragon Palace because I cherish the traditions of the Dragon Tribe and the safety of our people, willing to make sacrifices for it."
Nezha gazed deeply at Ao Bing, finally understanding his intentions. Ao Bing did not lack a desire for freedom and happiness; he simply placed the interests of his kin above his own. This selflessness and sense of duty were what made Ao Bing admirable, and one of the reasons Nezha loved him.
"I understand now," Nezha said softly. "I'm sorry for always forcing you to make choices without truly understanding your situation and feelings."
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