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Enclosed with this letter is a Crystal Pendant, a traditional token of the Dragon Tribe, imbued with a trace of their power. It can provide protection in times of danger and allow you to feel my presence whenever you miss me. I hope you will accept this gift as a testament to our friendship.
Lastly, there is something I have never had the courage to tell you face-to-face. Perhaps it is because I know I am about to leave that I dare to be honest in this letter: I cherish the bond we share more than I ever imagined. No matter what the future holds, this relationship will remain my most precious memory.
I hope that one day, we can meet again.
Ao Bing
As Nezha read the last word of the letter, his hand began to tremble involuntarily. Each word felt like a dull knife, slowly and deeply piercing his heart. Ao Bing's words were filled with sincere emotion and a sense of helpless farewell, leaving Nezha both touched and heartbroken.
He carefully picked up the blue Crystal Pendant and examined it closely in his palm. The pendant displayed a deep blue hue, reminiscent of the depths of the ocean, almost like Ao Bing's eyes. Under the light, a faint blue glow seemed to flow within the crystal, imparting a mysterious yet warm feeling.
Nezha held the pendant tightly in his hand, feeling its subtle energy fluctuations. This was a part of Ao Bing left for him, a testament to their friendship, and perhaps... a final memento.
At this thought, Nezha's heart sank. The farewell implied in Ao Bing's words forced him to confront a possibility—Ao Bing might truly not return.
But then, a stubborn resolve rose within Nezha's heart. No, he could not give up like this. If Ao Bing could not come back, then he would go find Ao Bing. Even if it meant venturing into the Dragon Palace or another world, he would try.
Nezha carefully folded the letter and placed it back in the box along with the Crystal Pendant. He looked up at the night sky outside his window and silently made a decision: if Ao Bing had not returned by the appointed time, he would set out to find him, no matter how far the journey or how daunting the challenges.
For he had come to understand that his feelings for Ao Bing had long transcended the boundaries of friendship. It was a deeper, more fervent emotion—one that would not waver even in the face of racial differences and status disparities.
Outside, a bright moon hung high in the sky, casting its cool silver light. Nezha gazed at the moon and couldn't help but recall what Ao Bing once said—that the Dragon Tribe sometimes transformed into clouds and rain, drifting between heaven and earth. At this moment, was there perhaps a cloud beneath that moon from which Ao Bing was gazing back at him?
With this longing and anticipation, Nezha lay in bed, sinking into an uneasy slumber. In his dream, he saw Ao Bing standing in a resplendent palace, adorned in a magnificent Dragon Robe and wearing a Golden Crown, exuding an air of majesty yet remaining distant. As he tried to approach, Ao Bing seemed to drift further away, ultimately vanishing into a sea of blue light...
Nezha jolted awake, realizing that dawn had just begun to break. Outside the window, the first rays of morning light pierced through the darkness, bringing hope for a new day.
It was the thirtieth day since Ao Bing's departure, the very day he had promised to return. Nezha had never anticipated a day so eagerly while simultaneously fearing the disappointment that might come with it.
Throughout the day, Nezha remained in a state of heightened tension. Each time someone approached the dormitory, each vibration of his phone made his heart race. But as night fell once more, Ao Bing still did not appear.
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