The stone pot was steaming, the fire crackled occasionally, and the snowflakes were still flying.
Luo Chen took off his coat and covered his grandmother's body to protect her from the wind and snow!
The fairy lights in the outside world are flying, and the killings are shaking the whole sky. It has reached the point of shaking the mountains and suppressing the sea, and arousing the resonance of the avenue!
But in the dilapidated yard, the old man was ladling soup with his own hands, his hands trembling slightly!
This is a sincere thought and a regret!
Luo Chen stretched out his hand, and endless vitality had been mobilized in his body, and he was ready to take action.
But the old grandmother seemed to sense something, and suddenly stretched out her hand to hold Luo Chen's hand!
"No, let me go, I'm already dead!" the old grandmother said with a smile. She was kind and gentle, and her words were soft!
"Death is liberation for me and is my wish!"
These words made Luo Chen's hands tremble!
already dead!
Man dies in three parts!
The first time was heartbreaking!
When the heart is dead, it means that there is no longer any nostalgia for this world. The people you like and the things you care about are gone, and you are just living instinctively.
There is a saying that without you, the mountains, rivers, stars and sun would be superfluous!
The old grandmother's heart has long since died. The great Holy Spirit of the Hao clan she cares about is no longer there. The son she cares about is dead, and the grandson Haotian she cares about is also dead!
In this world, she has long been free from worries, and there is no one in this world who will care about her anymore.
Living is just a kind of suffering and instinct, like a walking zombie.
So death, for her, is a kind of relief!
"You don't need to go"
"I know." The old grandmother pressed Luo Chen's hand again.
"You saved the Hao family. This is a kindness. Before I leave, I want to repay a little kindness." The old grandmother smiled kindly again.
"One last request, please stay with me and see me off, okay?" Tears fell from the old grandmother's eyes again!
Her body was illusory, with bits of brilliant light emitting from it.
She had already handed the bowl of soup to Luo Chen.
Luo Chen took the bowl with both hands and took a sip. It had no taste, but it was warm, warm, warm!
"tasty?"
"It tastes good." Luo Chen smiled and nodded.
Because of Luo Chen's words, the old grandmother immediately smiled sincerely again.
"I'm old, so I can only do things like this." The old grandmother reached out and grabbed Luo Chen's hand, held it tightly, and stroked it over and over again to make sure that Luo Chen was still there!
Luo Chen's words undoubtedly made her very happy, because she still had value and could make some contributions.
Looking at the old grandmother's trembling hands, Luo Chen spoke softly.
"Afraid?"
"Afraid!"
"Don't be afraid, I'm here!" Luo Chen comforted.
Everyone has an instinctive fear of death.
Because after physical death, that is the second death!
After death, you can no longer feel everything in this world. It is a kind of nothingness and a kind of separation!
But there is a third death, and that is the real death!
That kind of death means that this world will erase all traces of you and every bit of your stay in this world.
Maybe ten years, maybe a hundred years, maybe a thousand years!
At that time, no one in this world remembered you, and no one knew that you had ever been in this world. You disappeared quietly.
Why do secular people worship ancestors?
It's more about proving that there was once such a person in this world.
Let this person live in your heart and have someone remember him or her!
But as time goes by, everything will eventually return to dust.
When you leave, no one in this world will remember you, no one will remember your voice, smile, appearance, or even your name!
This is the last death, the real death.
"I'm afraid, I'm afraid the world will forget me."
"I'm afraid no one knows me and no one remembers me."
"I'm afraid that this indifferent world will erase the last bit of proof of my existence."
"But now that you're here, I'm not afraid anymore." The old grandmother smiled, but she was already crying, and the hot tears kept rolling down.
The rest of the Hao clan will not care about the old grandmother. In their eyes, the old grandmother is just a tool to protect the Hao clan.
Therefore, they will not remember their grandmother.
The death of the old grandmother only resulted in the loss of a tool to protect the Hao family.
But the old grandmother knew that Luo Chen was willing to come and see her off for the last time, which meant that in Luo Chen's heart, the old grandmother was just an ordinary old woman, a grandma!
Others will not remember her, but Luo Chen will.
Not living in this cold world, but living in a warm heart, this is also living!
That's enough!
When many old people pass away, no one cares about them, because they are already old people, so who will care about them?
Who cares about their fear?
But they were once young and had the whole world!
And eventually, all young people will grow old!
"When people get old, they just like to nag, because every time I say a word, there is one less sentence."
"Someone greets you when you are born, and sees you off when you leave. This is enough." The old grandmother held Luo Chen's hand.
"I am very satisfied to be able to smile when I leave. Old lady, I am very satisfied."
"I'm leaving, thank you for seeing me off!" The old grandmother's body was filled with brilliance, and it filled the sky.
"Live well and feel the beauty of this world, a flower, a cloud, a gust of wind..." The brilliance on the old grandmother's body dissipated, and the outside world was shocked!
On the other side, the old grandmother who was in the middle of the war also smiled at this moment, and then disappeared in the wind and snow.
At this moment, a vague soul light also crossed thousands of mountains and rivers, leaped over thousands of miles of mountains and rivers, and then went straight to the Burial Immortal Star. There is the underworld, there is the end of the world, Guixu!
At this moment, a white-haired old man from Jixiang Tianlong City stared blankly at the radiant sky!
And Luo Chen stood up and waved goodbye!
Finally, Luo Chen pushed open the door to the courtyard, and standing outside was a crowd of people from the Hao clan.
"What's her name?" Luo Chen asked.
No one answers because no one knows, no one knows because no one cares.
Luo Chen looked at the crowd of people outside the door indifferently, and finally gave him a cold look, then strode away.
The old grandmother suffered for 200,000 years and stood up for the Hao family for 200,000 years!
How many days and nights, how many springs, summers, autumns and winters, but no one knows her name!
The old grandmother of the Hao family is dead!
This is a major event for Jixiangtian and the entire Hao family!
Hao Guang is back, and he is still the young master, because Haotian has never officially taken back the position of the young master before!
In the courtyard, there was no one around except Ding Peng, whom the old grandmother trusted most during her lifetime, standing in front of Hao Guang. "So, he is not Haotian?"
