Even the Abyss Wants a Wife 27

Chapter 27 – Part 2: Extra

2.

Over these hundreds of years, aside from his sweet life with the Abyss, Little Flower occasionally participated in important human events—

Such as the centennial election of the Human Alliance Decision-Making Group.

Although Little Flower and the Abyss couldn’t vote, they held significant sway over the internal voting.

If they expressed disapproval of a candidate, highlighting their flaws, that candidate would almost certainly lose their bid for the Alliance’s highest authority.

The Alliance needed to ensure that the individuals deciding humanity’s fate were kind, just, reliable, rational, and impartial, as well as young, energetic, and promising.

Only those who made it into the Decision-Making Group had the opportunity to meet the Abyss and Little Flower, who lived among the ordinary populace.

“Sigh.”

Little Flower watched this year’s election on the big screen, observing the “young people” delivering impassioned speeches, and counted on his fingers, “Which election is this?”

“The fourth.”

“The fourth already…” Little Flower reminisced. “The first group were Sister Mo’s generation. Now Sister Mo is a great-grandmother, and one of the candidates is her great-granddaughter.”

Little Flower was starting to lose track of human generational titles, but humans always insisted on using honorifics.

When everyone lost track of the generations, the younger generation would simply call them “Ancestor” during their campaign speeches.

Then, when they saw that the Abyss and Little Flower looked even younger than themselves, their expressions would crumble.

Imagining that scene, Lin Ling burst into laughter, rolling around in the Abyss’s arms.

Shi Changyuan, watching Little Flower laugh until he was breathless, held his fingers and kissed them.

“If Little Flower doesn’t want them to call him that, he can complain. Or, he can put on makeup and pretend to be an old man.”

As soon as the Abyss suggested this, Little Flower’s attention was piqued. His eyes sparkled as he gestured with his hands, imagining a long beard, looking eager to try it.

He seemed genuinely interested, but then hesitated and looked at the Abyss, asking, “Would you dislike me?”

Shi Changyuan smiled. “No.”

He kissed the ring on Little Flower’s ring finger, the one that had bound them together three hundred years ago.

Over the centuries, the ring’s intricate patterns had been worn smooth. The once meticulous design was now a testament to time, a simple band remaining on his finger.

“It’s all your fault!” Little Flower looked at his ring, feigning anger. “If it weren’t for your unremovable ring, we could have gotten new ones!”

The Abyss, noticing the slightest wear on the ring, had become wary and immediately crafted another identical pair for safekeeping.

But there was no helping it, the ring couldn’t be removed, and Little Flower couldn’t wear two rings on one finger.

He could wear the three-hundred-year-old ring on another finger, but that one also couldn’t be removed. After eight more centuries, wouldn’t all ten of Little Flower’s fingers be covered in rings?

Little Flower grumbled, waiting for the Abyss to coax him.

Shi Changyuan smiled, not exposing Lin Ling’s little act, and played along. “What does Ling Ling want?”

What did Little Flower want?

Little Flower wanted many things.

Two days ago, it was their three-hundredth wedding anniversary, and Little Flower had completely forgotten, engrossed in playing games with the Abyss. As a result, he lost terribly and owed the Abyss many favors.

Little Flower tearfully accused the Abyss of being corrupted by humans, his mind filled with evil knowledge. The Abyss dismissed the accusation, arguing that Little Flower was no different now.

At the time, Little Flower, having forgotten their anniversary, panicked and tried to make amends, but the Abyss said he still had to accept his punishment. However, if Little Flower was lucky enough, the punishment could be waived, and he could make a few requests, anything at all, and Shi Changyuan would fulfill them.

This sounded too good to be true, and Little Flower fell for it.

By the time he realized he couldn’t outsmart the Abyss, it was too late. Not only was his punishment not waived, but he also owed even more.

“Wuwuwu, just a little less, please,” Little Flower pleaded in the Abyss’s arms. “At this rate, I’ll be completely drained.”

Shi Changyuan kissed Lin Ling in his arms, silent for a moment, making Lin Ling think he had a chance.

“No.”

The Abyss, mimicking Little Flower’s tone, said in the most casual way possible, crushing Little Flower’s hopes, “Anything but that.”

“And Little Flower likes it too, doesn’t he?”

Hearing this, Little Flower stopped struggling.

His eyelashes trembled, and he shyly curled up. Liking it was one thing, but they couldn’t overdo it like this every night—

After all, they still had hundreds, thousands of anniversaries to come.

Their time together was still long.

—The End—