Jiu Ge’s Beloved Spirit

Years of no rest and no sleep made his body unable to hold up, and he gradually began to feel uncomfortable.

Frequent headaches, at first, feel like a needle pricking through my head, a shallow stinging pain, not severe, and a tolerable existence.

But later, the pain gradually intensified, and the needle-like pain began to amplify, as if a knife was digging into his head, and the dull pain came in waves, repeatedly.

At its most severe, my head felt like it was going to explode - I could hardly think, my mind was empty and completely blank.

He needed to rest, his body was warning him.

It's just that he didn't care and just let it go, as if he was deliberately torturing himself like this.

All the emotions were suppressed, just like that, the consciousness was peeled off alive, and the pain of his body was looked at calmly and indifferently.

The more painful it is, the more it seems to wake him up, make him feel happy and let out everything.

He began to have a tendency to self-abuse - he was depressed to the extreme, and his psychology gradually became weird and sick, which became more and more serious.

When Fu Sheng came to see him, her brows were very tight when she saw him like this.

He is always calm and has a calm expression. He doesn't say anything when he feels uncomfortable. He is so quiet and taciturn that no one can notice anything unusual about him.

Only those who know him well and are connected by blood can see something behind his calm and stubborn mask.

She wanted to say something to comfort her, but thousands of words came to her lips. In the end, Fu Sheng sighed and said, "If Si Si finds out about you like this... I'm afraid she will shed tears of distress."

Her words were soft, and her words conveyed her heartache and helplessness for him.

There were countless truths she didn't say because she knew he couldn't understand them.

But no matter how much he knows, there is nothing he can do - when his heart is empty, there is nothing left, and nothing can be fixed.

The only thing that can support him now is the task of raising Nian Nian.

When the task was completed, the breath he had been holding on disappeared - he wanted to leave with his lover and no longer miss this world.

Fu Sheng persuaded him softly, but he just pulled his lips, smiled, and said calmly: "It's okay, she won't know."

"She has already left...hasn't she?"

When he said this, his tone was extremely calm, without any ups and downs.

Say it calmly, as if you just lost an insignificant person.

He was okay, always acted like that.

"..." Fu Sheng looked at him with sad and complicated eyes, but said nothing.

Seeing him like this, there is always something I want to say, but when the words come to my lips, there is only one sentence in the end.

"Really... don't you regret it?"

If he had known this would happen, would he still——

He didn't answer, just looked out the window quietly.

The sunshine outside the window is very good, and it is extremely warm and bright every day.

Everything is as before, time seems to have stopped, time... seems to still stay on that day——

That day, the day she left...

His eyes were fascinated and he was stunned.

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The day Yun Si left, the wind blew and everything dispersed.

Peach blossoms were blooming, and all the trees were silent. Only the earth-shattering cry of a baby broke all the sorrow.

The child cried, and cried loudly. Under the soft peach blossoms, he was still an extremely small one, not even as big as an adult man's hand.

The tiny one burst out into an astonishing cry——