There was a buzzing in my temples, as if something was shouting in my ears. It was a very familiar voice, but I couldn't remember it.
"Shi'er, please stop looking...he is really gone."
"No! I don't believe that my son will be gone! You must be lying to me... You all joined forces with him to lie to me. How could my son die? How could he..."
"Shi'er! Calm down, look! He has really stopped breathing!"
"Haha! A joke, you are all telling a joke! He is not dead or not!"
——The "bang" seemed to be the sound of smashing bottles, followed by sounds of crying, gasping, and sighing. Each sound stirred his heart.
What is this heartache feeling about?
"He won't die. I will give him life again, and he... will live for me."
"Shi'er, what are you talking about! You don't mean to use that trick, do you? No... you are not allowed to do that! We can still regenerate! It must be okay!"
"No one... no one can compare to his weight in my heart. I want him to live... I want him to be alive and kicking. Even if I use up all my divine power, I still have to save him."
"Shi'er! Stop!" the man yelled at the top of his lungs.
"My child, my mother will protect you, life after life, until my power is exhausted..." The voice became quieter and quieter, and finally became lighter and lighter, as if it was incomparably ethereal.
So noisy. So painful.
At this time, another extremely familiar voice sounded:
"In order to save Shi'er..." Alas, he sighed, "How do you plan to raise him in the future?"
"Throw it away." The man's voice was familiar, but it was extremely cold and decadent. The room seemed to exude a drunken smell.
"Han Xuze, are you crazy like Shi'er? Shi'er tried your best to save him, but you have to give up on him! Are you worthy of Shi'er?!"
"Ha... Shi'er saved him. Do you know, he didn't die... He was just put into a coma of suspended animation by the heavy smoke... But Shi'er, who lost his mind, exhausted his life and gave
His second life means that he will not die. Even if he dies! There will still be a chance to be reborn!"
"..."
"Dad? What is rebirth? Why is my sister lying there and not talking?" At this time, a childish voice came in, the voice was soft and crisp.
"Nonsense, that's my brother's business. Children, please don't interrupt. Get off!" Along with the man's low voice, the sound of tapping footsteps came again.
"You don't understand me. Every time I see him, I think of Shi'er...I can't accept it."
"Xu Ze..."
"Okay. From now on, there will be no more Han Xuze in the world. Just deal with him as you like."
"you!"
"No need to say anything. My... heart is dead."
When he opened his eyes again, Muyin trembled.
What catches the eye is the gauze curtain on the top of the bed. Everything has a familiar smell, which makes people feel at ease. Did you just have a nightmare?
She touched the position of her heart and felt something was beating inside. She took out the dregs of the fragrant medicine and looked at it carefully. As she looked at it, Muyin felt that her right eyelid was twitching badly.
After thinking about it, she put away the medicine residue and placed it somewhere farther away from herself.
After that, Muyin finally fell asleep peacefully. But after that, he had no more dreams.
After getting up early, Muyin put away the medicine bag and went to find Yuan Hongxi. Only Yuan Hongxi could call out Liu Mo, right?
