Fuchen still hopes to go abroad during high school and experience different scenery.
Axi didn't say much and helped Fuchen decide on the school.
It is an old aristocratic high school with high annual fees. It focuses on personality development and many students go to world-famous universities.
Floating dust can develop well there.
The following days were busy. Axi helped Fuchen with language tutoring, application and interview, and the two of them were busy.
The moment I got the admission notice, time and space seemed to split apart.
They finally faced the problem of separation.
The woman also acted swiftly and resolutely. She had already found accommodation and an introducer, and had booked her flight tickets well in advance so that Fuchen could go to another month of language classes and adapt to life abroad in advance.
They only have one day to respond to farewell.
Axi remained silent and sat on the sofa, motionless.
Fuchen sat over and rested his head on his shoulder, "I'm sorry."
She has always had a playful attitude.
There aren't many opportunities to go out for a walk. I'm afraid this is the only time in this world.
Axi touched her hair, smiled and shook her head, "I'm not sorry. Dad is also very happy that you can go away."
He just couldn't adapt to being alone in this empty room.
The bitterness of parting is hidden in the smile.
The two of them are leaning on each other, and the emotions they have been together for many years are like threads entwining and wrapping them.
The sunlight penetrates the window sill, but cannot penetrate into the lonely heart.
Farewell at the airport. Axi stood under the light and stared at his child for a long time.
Pedestrians are in a hurry, and no one pays attention to this man, who is as silent as a statue, whether there is a shadow under his feet.
Returning to 404, a room with no living people in it, it seemed like we were back to the past.
Axi sat blankly on the sofa, his eyes empty.
He has been living his life staring at the floating dust.
She left, and his world was empty.
Xue's father came over to accompany him with wine, patted his shoulder, and said earnestly, "The last lesson parents have to learn is to get used to their children leaving."
Axi looked at him with empty eyes. He turned back half-heartedly and continued to stare into the void.
Others have a future and old age.
He didn't.
He has endless years and endless loneliness.
Axi once thought that he would accompany Fuchen to grow old, and walk with him through Wangxiang Terrace, Huangquan Road, and cross Naihe Bridge together.
Accompany his children throughout their entire lives.
At that time, the floating dust enters reincarnation.
He fell into hell.
But Fuchen is not an honest and peaceful child.
She is like an elf that cannot be captured, lively and enthusiastic, with enthusiasm for many things. She has a fiery soul, a bright smile, and likes to run around and travel to all parts of the world.
And he cannot follow. Nor is he suitable to follow.
It's time for her to have her own life.
Xue's father poured him wine, "The child is older and has his own ideas. This is a good thing. She is gone, and we will be with you."
A Xi took the wine and drank it in one gulp.
"I know she will leave. Although I am sad, I am also prepared." Axi closed her eyes.
The fear hidden deep in my heart is not about separation, but the denial and regret after separation.
She has never seen the human heart and has no deep thoughts.
But after seeing the dazzling world, is she still willing to come back?
Are you willing to acknowledge him?
Will she never recognize him again?
Father Xue comforted, "You are just bored alone and think too much. Find a female ghost to accompany you."
Ah Xi ignored him.
He stared silently into space and meditated. After half a meal, he picked up the drink in his hand and drank it all in one gulp.
In the evening, Fuchen made a video call.
She talked about some school things there, and then did her homework by herself.
Like every night in the past, he stayed with her and wrote under the lamp.
It's just different now.
In the video, there is only a still scene of the room, without him.
His magic power cannot cross the ocean to express his voice and face.
Fuchen spoke and wrote quietly alone, unable to hear any response.
She just wanted Axi to see it and didn't want him to worry too much. And she was acting alone in a one-man show...
Ah Xi looked at the floating dust in the video and felt very sad.
She doesn't need him anymore.
His existence is quickly becoming a burden to her.
A drop of blood and tear fell from the eye, cutting the soul like a knife.
"Fuchen..." Axi whispered to his child.
The Shijia Community has not been peaceful recently.
There are always people hearing tiny sounds underground at night. Sometimes it is under the turf, sometimes under the parking lot, sometimes in the manhole cover... the sounds are frequent, like something being raked.
Some people suspect that rats have made a nest and that there is going to be a rat plague in the community, and they suggest that the property management company carry out rat killing operations.
And this time, after half a month, it no longer appeared.
In December, Fuchen has a holiday. She has four semesters a year, one semester per season. This time is a big holiday.
Fuchen rushed home and rushed to 404.
She told Axi in advance that she would be back today.
Opening the door, there was no familiar figure among the eager expectations.
Open your eyes, it's all darkness.
The passion in my heart is extinguished.
Fuchen paused, drumming in his heart, and turned on the light. Uneasiness filled his heart like a fog.
"Dad!" Fuchen shouted, "Cough cough cough." His throat was choked with ash.
I touched the shoe cabinet and found that all four fingers were covered in dust.
The living room was empty.
"Dad!" Fuchen shouted.
I was anxious, wondering if another Taoist priest had come to collect the ghosts?
Fuchen opened his own door. Surprisingly, his house was very new. He touched the quilt and found that the quilt was very soft and had the smell of sunshine.
The heart swells like a steamed bun soaked in water.
Fuchen hesitated and knocked on the door of the second bedroom, "Dad, I'm back."
"Click", the door opened from the inside.
"Floating dust." The voice was hollow and weak.
Fuchen looked up and saw her Axi, whose soul was almost transparent.
"Dad! What's wrong with you?" Fuchen threw himself on Axi and hoarse.
My eyes were unconsciously attracted to the giant object in the room: the coffin.
There is still a rotten smell in the air.
Her mission did not fail. Axi did not kill anyone. It was pretending...
Fuchen understood it almost instantly, and was terrified. He looked at Axi, his chest heaved, and he couldn't accept it.
Axi touched her face gently and looked at her child with a smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine. I just have a way out."
Fuchen burst into tears, hugging Axi and crying, "What about me, what should I do?"
Axi smiled and patted her back, "Baby, you are not suitable to stay here. You should not be worried. You should fly to all over the world, free from restraints."
"I don't want it! I don't want it! Wuwuwuwu." Fuchen was buried in Axi's arms, crying loudly.
"Baby, thank you very much for showing up and giving me a normal life." Axi smiled softly and stroked his child, "let me remember the feeling of being alive and know my own joys, sorrows and joys."
"Woo woo woo, woo woo woo, I don't want to leave. I want to go out and play in a few years and then come back and stay with you all the time." Fuchen cried. "Woo woo woo." Fu Chen couldn't help crying and his throat was blocked.
Sharp stones, pain, difficulty breathing.
"Cough cough cough." Fuchen cried uncomfortably.
She doesn't want Axi to leave. She doesn't want to!
Axi's eyes widened, he looked at her tenderly, wiped away her tears, and said softly, "So, I can't be a burden to you."
"Woo, cough, cough."
"I will be satisfied if you can come back and call me daddy again." Axi looked at the coffin, "Promise me not to open the coffin and look at me, okay? It's too ugly, leave me some dignity."
"Ahhh!" Fuchen raised his head and cried loudly. "Ahhhh——"
Her cry was aggrieved and helpless, and Axi's father, who was holding her, was unwilling to let go.
The world is dark, how can you not cry?
"Baby, don't cry. I am going to be reincarnated, and there is still hope for me." Axi comforted her.
"You lied to me." Fuchen said with tears and snot running, his mouth trembling, "You are a fierce ghost, you have killed so many people, how can you have reincarnation?"
The book of life and death is blank.
"Because of you." Axi coaxed softly, "When you appeared, my life had a miracle. I believe that I will have a chance to be reincarnated."
Fuchen tried his best to smile and let himself believe what he said. The tears never stopped flowing.
Taking the initiative to go to hell to suffer and pay off his debt, to strive for a reincarnation with little hope... Fuchen knew in his heart that he would survive a narrow escape.
I'm just afraid that Axi will be trapped in hell forever and will have no peace.
"I'll be with daddy." A thought occupied Fuchen's mind and he said in a daze.
"No!" Axi sternly interrupted Fuchen's delusional thoughts, his tone was serious and firm, conveying his will, "I want you to be rich and healthy! Have a smooth life! Smile often, and good luck will come to you!"
Fuchen was stunned, tears sealing his face.
Axi hugged Fuchen and sat on his coffin.
In the darkness, Fuchen was buried in Axi's arms, crying quietly.
Axi hugged Fuchen and said, "Baby, believe me dad, I will be fine... One year in the world is one hundred years in hell. When you succeed in your studies, I will return to the world and be an ordinary person."
"Dad, how can I find you?" Fuchen asked.
Axi smiled, taught Fuchen the last lesson, and said goodbye.
"Erect a tombstone for me and put the flowers you like. Call me daddy in front of the tomb. When the wind blows, it's my response. When the rain falls, it's because I'm thinking of you."
"Um."
There will be a side story. No, I cried so much! I cried so hard that my nose ran to the quilt and I couldn’t stop it. o(╥﹏╥)o It’s so sad, I really want to cry. I want a side story! Aki Tai
So gentle!
(As a reminder, Axi has always cared about his ghost identity. He wanted to be Fuchen's father, but he always cared about the inconvenience that ghost status brought to Fuchen. He also had low self-esteem, but he never showed it.)
It will give Axi the ending he wants. What he wants has always been the same, to get married and have children, a wife and children on the hot bed. He wanted to be Fuchen's father, but he always cared about the identity of a ghost, which brought a lot of inconvenience to Fuchen. Axi was a ghost during his lifetime.
The sunshine boy. After death, he became a ghost in order to take revenge. Fuchen allowed him to regain the feelings he had during his lifetime.
Fuchen's study abroad allowed him to see some things clearly, and he wanted to bravely seek the next step instead of always being a bad ghost without reincarnation.
He wants to stay with his Fuchen for the rest of his life and always be his father who cares for him. He wants to give her love and freedom.
