Chapter 45

　　Yuan Xi couldn't see him, and Meng Xiangbei couldn't touch him either.

　　For as long as Yuan Xi sat in the room, Meng Xiangbei stayed with him.

　　When Xiao Yuanjia was taken out of the incubator, Meng Xiangbei also went over to take a look. This was his and Yuanxi's child, who was sent to the incubator as soon as he was born.

　　During this time, Meng Xiangbei made a very bold guess.

　　He discovered that Xiao Yuanjia seemed to be able to see him.

　　Little Yuanjia is only 2 months old. A 2-month-old baby's vision is not clear yet, but whenever Meng Xiangbei goes over to talk to him, he always looks in his own direction.

　　Meng Xiangbei had mixed feelings, unsure whether it was a good thing or a bad thing that Xiao Yuanjia could see him. In the original world, Xiao Yuanjia didn't have this ability; perhaps it was a butterfly effect he brought about.

　　-

　　Yuan Xi took Xiao Yuanjia back to the school dormitory; he was only in his second semester of freshman year.

　　He wanted to continue his studies and also wanted to take care of Xiao Yuanjia.

　　Although he is now wealthy, Yuanxi is not comfortable hiring others to take care of him.

　　Zhang Yunze and the others also understood that with Meng Xiangbei gone, Xiao Yuanjia was Yuan Xi's destiny.

　　After discussing it, they decided that if Yuanxi needed to attend classes, they would come and take care of Xiaoyuanjia.

　　“But you all need to be busy too.” Yuan Xi was somewhat tempted, but hesitated.

　　Compared to strangers, he trusted Zhang Yunze and his two companions the most. However, they were also students and needed to work in their spare time.

　　“It’s alright, there are three of us, we can take turns. Besides, we are Yuan Jia’s godfathers, and godfathers naturally have to take good care of their godson.” In the end, Zhang Yunze made the decision.

　　Yuan Xi was grateful to them and, without being pretentious, brought milk powder, baby clothes, and other things to the dormitory.

　　Meng Xiangbei also sincerely thanked Zhang Yunze and the other two.

　　-

　　"Have you heard? Yuan Xi killed Meng Xiangbei, the senior student."

　　"Yuan Xi is a jinx. I heard that he killed his parents when he was very young, and now he has killed Senior Meng."

　　"It's better if we stay away from him in the future. If we get involved with anything, we'll be in big trouble."

　　"What the hell are you talking about? Believe me or not, I'll beat you up!" Qin Yiheng, who was getting his food at the cafeteria window, suddenly jumped up and glared angrily at the people around him.

　　The group was startled, but quickly regained their composure and retorted, "We're stating the facts, and others are saying the same thing."

　　"I remember now, you're Yuanxi's roommate, right? I advise you to change dorms as soon as possible, otherwise..." The person kindly advised, though he hadn't finished speaking, the meaning was clear: stay away from Yuanxi, or you might be the next person he brings bad luck to.

　　Qin Yiheng slammed the lunchbox down on the table, rolled up his sleeves, and said with a ferocious grin, "Go to hell, I'll beat you to death."

　　After saying that, he punched the man hard in the face.

　　Before long, the cafeteria was filled with noise.

　　...

　　Zhang Yunze, who was in the dormitory, saw that Qin Yiheng, the third oldest student, had gone to get food and hadn't returned for a long time, so he made a phone call.

　　After a few words were spoken, Zhang Yunze's expression darkened slightly.

　　"I'm coming over now." With that, Zhang Yunze hung up the phone.

　　"Yuanxi, I'm going out for a bit. Wait a minute, the food will be here soon," Zhang Yunze said to Yuanxi, who was feeding baby Yuanjia formula.

　　Yuan Xi stared at him for a few seconds and said, "It's okay, I'm not hungry, you can eat first."

　　Because of Xiao Yuanjia's arrival, the group in the dormitory rarely went to the cafeteria to eat. Instead, they sent one person to collect food for four people.

　　After giving Yuan Xi his instructions, Zhang Yunze opened the dormitory door.

　　Yuan Xi watched his departing figure, lowered his eyelashes, and seemed lost in thought.

　　...

　　"Qin Yiheng, you got into a fight in the cafeteria. Do you know how big of an impact this has? You're not a child anymore, you're an adult."

　　Inside the disciplinary office were Qin Yiheng, the male student who had been beaten, and several others.

　　The director, with a stern face, glanced at the stubbornness on Qin Yiheng's face and the bruises on the male student's face, and secretly felt a headache coming on.

　　"Who the hell let his dog mouth spout such nonsense?" Qin Yiheng retorted, still unwilling to let it go.

　　"You're using foul language? Don't you have any manners or standards as a college student?" the director snorted heavily.

　　"We're stating the facts. Yuan Xi is just..." The boy who had been punched was indignant, covering his face where he had been hit. He wanted to talk back, but he was intimidated by Qin Yiheng's fierce appearance and could only grit his teeth.

　　"You brat!" The director wanted nothing more than to slap Qin Yiheng on the head.

　　Finally, the director gave Qin Yiheng a warning and made him pay for the medical expenses.

　　Qin Yiheng did not refuse, but when the male students were about to leave the office, he gave them a cold look.

　　"You brat, you're still glaring at me." With only the two of them left in the office, the director couldn't hold back any longer and slapped Qin Yiheng hard on the shoulder.

　　"Uncle," Qin Yiheng muttered reluctantly, rubbing his shoulder.

　　"You still know I'm your uncle? You're always causing trouble for me. If people make a scene, it won't just be a matter of paying some medical bills and giving a warning." Liu Wen had always known that his nephew was impulsive, but he never expected him to dare to openly beat someone in the cafeteria.

　　"Who told him to insult Yuan Xi like that? Do you think I don't know who Yuan Xi is?"

　　Just then, Zhang Yunze arrived.

　　Zhang Yunze didn't say much, only that he wanted Liu Wen to investigate who was spreading the rumors.

　　After analyzing the situation, Zhang Yunze realized that this was definitely a malicious rumor spread by someone with ulterior motives, and that he had to find this disgusting and malicious person.

　　Yuan Xi hasn't recovered from Meng Xiangbei's death yet. If he gets affected by the rumors again, Zhang Yunze can't control what will happen to him. After all, Yuan Xi seems calm now, but he knows that Yuan Xi's mental state has been abnormal since Meng Xiangbei's death. So the three of them in the dormitory have been watching over him carefully, afraid that something might happen to him.

　　"Don't worry, I'll look into this. As for Yuanxi, please comfort him and don't let him overthink things," Liu Wen agreed.

　　Liu Wen is the director of A University and also a teacher of the art major. Although he has only been a teacher and student with Yuan Xi for one semester, he still has feelings for him. Yuan Xi is the most talented, hardworking and good-natured student he has ever met.

　　He had seen Yuan Xi and Meng Xiangbei together many times, and the two seemed very happy. But now... alas, fate is cruel.

　　After thanking Liu Wen, Zhang Yunze pulled Qin Yiheng away. At the door, they ran into Li Chen.

　　They met by chance a few days ago and learned that Li Chen was teaching at University A.

　　"Teacher Li."

　　"Hello." Li Chen nodded and said, "I heard everything that just happened, and I will do my best to assist Director Liu in finding the person who spread the rumors."

　　Zhang Yunze and Qin Yiheng had a good impression of Li Chen, and in addition, Xiao Yuanjia was his cousin, so there was a blood relationship between them.

　　"Thank you, Teacher Li."

　　"Thank you for taking care of Yuanxi and Yuanjia. I will visit them when I have time."

　　After Zhang Yunze and the other man left, Li Chen went into his office and told Liu Wen about the matter.

　　"Yuanxi has already suffered enough. I don't know who the heartless person is who would spread such rumors. If I catch them, I will definitely give them a major demerit," Liu Wen said indignantly.

　　A glint flashed in Li Chen's eyes behind his glasses, then vanished in an instant. He said meaningfully, "Yes, it is quite bitter."

　　He sipped his water slowly, a slight smile playing on his lips from an angle Liu Wen couldn't see.

　　But this suffering is not enough yet.

　　From suffering to despair, and from despair to redemption, that's what he wanted to see.

　　-

　　"Try not to let Yuanxi know about this today," Zhang Yunze instructed solemnly in the dormitory corridor.

　　After leaving the teaching office, the two immediately went to the cafeteria, got more food, and returned.

　　"What is it that you don't want me to know?" Qingyue's calm voice came from the dormitory door. Yuanxi was standing there holding Xiaoyuanjia, seemingly waiting for them.

　　"Hehe, no, nothing." Qin Yiheng, who was impulsive and couldn't keep secrets, was a little flustered and replied with a forced smile.

　　Yuan Xi glanced at him, then looked at Zhang Yunze with a questioning gaze.

　　Yuan Xi was stubborn, but also very thoughtful.

　　Upon seeing him like that, Zhang Yunze realized that this matter could no longer be kept secret.

　　Back in the dorm, I took out the food and told him what had happened.

　　After listening, Yuan Xi waited for a moment.

　　"Yuanxi, they're all talking nonsense. Once we catch the person spreading the rumors, I definitely won't let him get away with it." Qin Yiheng patted his chest to assure Yuanxi, afraid that he might overthink things.

　　Yuan Xi snapped out of his daze and looked at Qin Yiheng with concern: "Why did you act so rashly? Don't be so impulsive in the future. You're fine this time, but if you encounter someone more skilled and willing to risk everything next time, you'll be the one who suffers."

　　Not wanting Yuan Xi to worry, Qin Yiheng nodded hurriedly and held little Yuan Jia in his arms, teasing him.

　　His movements were stiff and he was clearly not very skilled, but he was very careful, which showed that he was afraid of accidentally hurting Xiao Yuanjia.

　　"Don't worry, I'll be fine," Yuan Xi said, knowing their concerns.

　　Xu Haoyuan went to work. After eating, the three of them and a baby slept in bed, and the dormitory suddenly became quiet.

　　Yuan Xi placed Xiao Yuanjia on the inside of the bed. He didn't sleep, but he was very well-behaved. He would only whimper a few times when he was hungry or needed to relieve himself. Otherwise, he was very well-behaved.

　　Meng Xiangbei lay on the innermost side of the bed, watching Yuan Xi seemingly boredly tug at Xiao Yuanjia's little hand. He was also not asleep.

　　Meng Xiangbei, who knew Yuan Xi well, knew that the rumors had indeed affected Yuan Xi.

　　His Yuan Xi, though seemingly strong now, is actually quite fragile, like a porcelain doll encased in ice.

　　The ice chilled him to the bone, but it also protected him; it was his facade of strength.

　　If one day this layer of ice disappears, the already shattered porcelain doll will collapse with a crash.

　　-

　　The rumors continued to escalate, and Yuanxi could sense the strange looks around him whenever he went to the dormitory.

　　He ignored it.

　　Aside from cultivating at night, Meng Xiangbei would sometimes stay by his side and sometimes by Xiao Yuanjia's side.

　　On this day, Yuanxi had to attend class, and Xiaoyuanjia was being taken care of by Xu Haoyuan in the dormitory.

　　After class, Yuanxi, carrying his books, passed by the piano room. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of the rows of pianos, and a look of nostalgia crossed his eyes.

　　After pausing for a moment, Yuan Xi turned to leave, but suddenly heard those familiar piano notes.

　　It's Canon.

　　Yuan Xi's heart skipped a beat, and he turned around abruptly to look inside, but saw nothing.

　　After a moment of silence, Yuan Xi pushed open the door to the piano room.

　　He slowly sat down in front of the innermost piano, his five fingers trembling as he brushed across the black and white keys.

　　As the first note sounded, Yuan Xi closed his eyes and, as if possessed, began to play Canon.

　　Meng Xiangbei sat down beside him and started playing along.

　　Yuan Xi came from a poor family, but he especially loved painting and playing the piano. In the end, when filling out his college application, he chose fine arts.

　　But he would still audit piano lessons.

　　When Yuan Xi went, his boyfriend Meng Xiangbei naturally went along as well.

　　To be honest, Meng Xiangbei, who comes from a well-off family, has studied piano, and his skill level is even better than that of his university teachers.

　　Meng Xiangbei still remembers how nervous he was when he dragged Yuan Xi to the piano room to practice after auditing a few theory classes; he didn't even dare to reach out and touch the piano.

　　He always felt that the piano, which could play all kinds of beautiful music, was sacred, and that he was not worthy of it.

　　Meng Xiangbei saw through his thoughts, but still insisted on dragging him along. He didn't want Yuan Xi to always be bound by that insecurity, inferiority complex, and sensitivity.

　　The piano was originally created for people to play.

　　So whenever the two of them were free, and whenever there were no lessons in the piano room, Meng Xiangbei would bring him there and personally teach him to play the piano.

　　I always sit in this familiar spot.

　　Over the course of the semester, Yuanxi learned several pieces of music, and his favorite was "Canon in D".

　　Music is a magical and wonderful thing; even just a few notes can express the feelings of the player.

　　When Meng Xiangbei plays Canon, the ordinary rhythm pulses with a powerful life force, tenacious and unyielding, like a sunflower striving to grow towards the sun. Just like Meng Xiangbei's personality, he is optimistic and cheerful, like the warm sun, seemingly without any worries, warming everyone around him.

　　Yuan Xi's Canon always subtly conveys sadness, sometimes like a lost lamb standing at the crossroads of a deep forest, bewildered and helpless, and sometimes like standing on the edge of an abyss, looking down into the abyss, as if it might fall at any moment.

　　It was Meng Xiangbei who gradually led Yuan Xi from sorrow into the sunlight, giving him warmth and protecting him from being scorched.

　　In the piano room, the sound of piano music filled the entire classroom.

　　The initial sorrowful and desperate notes were infused with hope and intense love. The notes were tender and poignant, like two lovers who had crossed the cycle of life and death, their love enduring forever.

　　By the time the last note faded, Yuan Xi was already in tears. He opened his eyes and reached out to touch the side.

　　"Abei, are you there?"

　　"I heard it, I heard it all."

　　"Abei, I know you're here. Please come out and see me."

　　Yuan Xi's gaze swept across every corner of the classroom, trying to find that familiar figure.

　　However, there was no one else in the classroom except him.

　　“Abei…”

　　Yuan Xi didn't think he was wrong, nor did he think there was something wrong with his mental state. Just now, Meng Xiangbei seemed to be right beside him, just like before, guiding him towards happiness and optimism.

　　“Yuanxi, I’m here,” Meng Xiangbei said.

　　Perhaps his cultivation had some effect, because he was able to play the piano with Yuan Xi just now, which surprised Meng Xiangbei.

　　only……

　　He walked up to Yuan Xi and embraced him.

　　However, he still couldn't touch Yuan Xi, and Yuan Xi couldn't see him either.

　　Just as Yuan Xi was about to turn from hope to despair, suddenly, the familiar notes rang out again.

　　Yuan Xi covered his mouth, watching the black and white keys jump around with his own eyes.

　　He walked very carefully and quietly to the familiar piano.

　　There was no one in front of the piano, yet the black and white keys seemed to be played by someone, producing familiar notes. Hidden within that ordinary rhythm was the positive and optimistic spirit that Meng Xiangbei wanted to express.

　　"It really is you, Abei, I knew you were here." Yuan Xi sobbed uncontrollably, tears blurring his vision.

　　"Is it that you can't let me see you? It's okay, as long as you're here."

　　“Abei, I’m so happy. I thought, I thought you would never be able to come back.”

　　"Abei, we'll see each other soon, very soon, very soon..."

　　As Yuan Xi spoke amidst familiar musical notes, Meng Xiangbei listened to his last words, lost in thought. Could it be that Yuan Xi knew he was cultivating? No, impossible.

　　Yuan Xi was very happy when he returned. He would even occasionally mention things he remembered, as if Meng Xiangbei was keeping him company.

　　Meng Xiangbei was indeed with him, but Yuan Xi couldn't see it, and neither could anyone else.

　　The others thought Yuan Xi might be having a mental breakdown, as he was talking to himself, so they quickly moved away.

　　Meng Xiangbei was actually very happy, thinking that his cultivation had reached the first level and he could now touch inanimate objects and communicate with Yuan Xi.

　　"Yuanxi, why did you answer so late? No, why are your eyes swollen and red? Did someone bully you?"

　　When Qin Yiheng saw Yuan Xi's pitiful appearance, his first reaction was that he had been bullied. He clenched his fists and was ready to fight back.

　　“No.” Yuan Xi said, both amused and exasperated, “No one bullied me.”

　　"No one bullied you and made your eyes like this?" Qin Yiheng didn't believe it, thinking that Yuan Xi was afraid of causing them trouble and didn't want to say.

　　“Yeah, Yuanxi, tell me who it was that was so blind, and I’ll stand up for you.” Zhang Yunze wasn’t impulsive, but he wouldn’t tolerate Yuanxi being bullied either.

　　"No, I... I cried by myself."

　　"ah?"

　　Yuan Xi held little Yuan Jia in his arms, a smile on his lips, and told him what had happened in the piano room.

　　“Abei is right beside me, he hasn’t left, really.” At this moment, mentioning Meng Xiangbei finally gave Yuan Xi a bit more spirit, and he was no longer so lifeless.

　　Zhang Yunze and the other two were stunned.

　　Finally, Qin Yiheng stammered, "Yuan, Yuan Xi, you, you don't scare us." Actually, Qin Yiheng wasn't afraid of Meng Xiangbei who had turned into a ghost, but rather Yuan Xi's words had frightened them.

　　He winked at Zhang Yunze and said, "Should we take Yuanxi to the hospital to get checked out?"

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Chapter 44

 　　A manor in Country M.

　　“Why is my sister so unfortunate? Her husband doesn’t love her, he cheated on her and divorced her, and now she’s even lost her only son.” The noblewoman wiped away her tears. Her appearance was somewhat similar to Mother Meng, but her face was very haggard, and she had a sickly air about her. This was Mother Meng’s older sister.

　　"No, I have to go back to China."

　　Opposite her stood a handsome young man in a sharp suit and gold-rimmed glasses. He looked at the lady with disapproval: "Your health is not good, and it is not suitable for you to return to the country now. What if something happens to you? How am I supposed to explain this to Dad?"

　　"But..." The lady wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes. Although she knew that what her son said was true, she still couldn't put her mind at ease.

　　Their father had many illegitimate children, while their first wife only gave birth to the two of them. As the older sister, she was too gentle and weak, and it was her younger sister who always protected her.

　　The young man pondered for a moment and said, "How about this, I'll go back to China. Anyway, I've finished my studies in M ​​country. I used to be a student at A University, and I plan to go back to A University to teach.

　　You should stay in M ​​country and take good care of your health. I'll look after my aunt. She's always been very good to me, and now that my cousin is gone, I feel like her son too."

　　The lady happily agreed.

　　The young man lowered his eyes, his glasses obscuring the light in them. He slightly curved his lips, a fleeting smile playing on his lips.

　　Back in his room, he took out his phone.

　　The call was answered after a few rings.

　　"...You mean, my aunt secretly left five million with Yuan Xi and his son?" Li Chen asked with a meaningful smile.

　　It seems that even though he said he wanted to sever ties with his grandson, his aunt still couldn't let go of her worries.

　　Behind his glasses, Li Chen's dark eyes narrowed slightly, flashing with a dangerous light, and he said with a hint of playfulness, "Since we've drawn a clear line, we should cut ties cleanly. If my aunt can't cut ties, I, as her nephew, have to help."

　　"Yuan Xi is unaware of this money's existence yet. Go and transfer it."

　　After exchanging a few more words, Li Chen hung up the phone.

　　He lazily lifted his eyes, pushed open the window beside him, looked into the distance, and said softly, "Yuan Xi, I will let you know that I am your only salvation."

　　-

　　Yuanxi's health was compromised due to excessive blood loss and the need for postpartum care, so the doctor ordered him to be hospitalized for two months.

　　During this time, three friends and roommates took turns taking care of him. Although Yuanxi had refused, how could the three of them feel at ease?

　　Since Meng Xiangbei died and was buried, Yuan Xi's emotions have become completely calm, but this calm is like a stagnant pool of water, without any waves or ripples, and without any vitality.

　　Yuan Xi couldn't sleep all night, and even after taking sleeping pills, he could only manage to sleep for 3 or 4 hours.

　　Those eyes were always bloodshot, and the three of them felt very sorry for them.

　　He became more silent than before, and sometimes, if no one spoke to him, he could stay quietly by himself for a very long time.

　　In the past, Yuan Xi was aloof and reserved. He rarely spoke to strangers, but he could occasionally chat and laugh with acquaintances.

　　Unlike now, he can only be described as reclusive.

　　After he was able to get out of bed, Yuanxi would spend his days either in the ward or running to the incubator to look at his little Yuanjia through it, sometimes for a long time.

　　The three knew that Yuan Xi's situation was clearly not right, but they were powerless to do anything about it. Yuan Xi seemed quite clear-headed and rational, but in reality, he had closed himself off in his own world, a world that probably only Meng Xiangbei could enter, but Meng Xiangbei was no longer around.

　　Meng Xiangbei spent every day with Yuan Xi.

　　Even though he knew Yuanxi couldn't see him.

　　Yuanxi stayed in the ward, and he stayed in the ward to keep him company.

　　Yuan Xi went to see Xiao Yuan Jia, and he accompanied him.

　　While Yuan Xi was sleeping, Meng Xiangbei began his cultivation.

　　He wanted to give Yuanxi and Xiao Yuanjia a lifetime of happiness, so of course he couldn't remain an invisible and intangible ghost forever.

　　So he chose to cultivate as a ghost.

　　He knew that Yuanxi and Xiao yuanjia would face a difficult future, so as the boyfriend and father, he had to be able to protect them.

　　After becoming a ghost cultivator and gaining certain abilities, he could not only help Yuan Xi and Xiao Yuan Jia, but also allow the father and son to see him and talk to him in the future. He even wanted to return to the living world.

　　However, it is too early to talk about resurrection now.

　　His ghost cultivation reached the first level, allowing him to occasionally come into contact with inanimate objects.

　　The second level would allow Yuanxi to see him occasionally...

　　He is currently putting all his effort into cultivating the first level and has already made some progress.

　　-

　　That day, there was a knock on the ward door, and someone, who was both unexpected to Yuan Xi and expected to Meng Xiangbei, came.

　　Meng Xiangbei narrowed his eyes as he looked at Li Chen, who was walking in carrying a basket of fruit, his whole body radiating a murderous aura.

　　Li Chen frowned slightly. For some reason, he felt a chill in the air as soon as he entered the room, but he quickly stopped paying attention to it.

　　Li Chen's gaze fell on the boy on the hospital bed. The boy, with his beautiful features, lay quietly, his face pale to the point of being almost transparent, his eyelashes long and curled, like a fragile porcelain doll.

　　Yuan Xi fell asleep, but he didn't seem to be sleeping very soundly, as his brow was still furrowed.

　　Meng Xiangbei clenched his fists, wishing he could throw that bastard out of there.

　　Li Chen lingered by the hospital bed for a moment, gently placed the fruit basket on the table, and then sat down on the bed. He moved very quietly, as if afraid of waking the person in bed.

　　Li Chen's gaze fell on Yuan Xi, his initial calm turning into turmoil, and then into infatuation.

　　“Yuanxi…” he murmured softly, gazing at the boy’s face so close to his own, his gaze slowly shifting to the boy’s cherry lips, his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down.

　　Meng Xiangbei was furious at his lewd appearance.

　　Just as Li Chen was about to lower his head to kiss Yuan Xi, Meng Xiangbei unleashed a gust of cold wind from his palm, directly overturning the fruit basket.

　　The fruit basket, overturned on the ground, made a loud "bang" that was especially clear in the quiet hospital room.

　　Yuan Xi, who was already having a restless sleep, opened his eyes.

　　Li Chen sat up two seconds earlier, as if nothing had just happened.

　　"Yuanxi, you're awake." Li Chen pondered for a moment, then slowly stood up, a gentle smile on his handsome and refined face. "How have you been feeling lately? I heard about what happened between you and Xiang Bei, so I came to see you."

　　Yuan Xi glanced at him indifferently, but his pupils contracted when he saw the person's clothes. Then, his eyes revealed aloofness and wariness: "Who are you?"

　　Li Chen's fingers curled slightly, unaware of anything, concealing the gloom in his eyes behind his glasses. "My name is Li Chen. We've met before. I was also a student at A University. I am also Xiang Bei's cousin."

　　His voice is deep and magnetic, with a gentle tone that is very pleasant and easy to like.

　　only……

　　The light in his eyes flickered slightly.

　　Yuanxi, how could you forget me?

　　Yuan Xi's eyes remained completely calm, but when the man mentioned the word "bei," his eyelashes trembled slightly before returning to their usual stillness.

　　He remained silent, neither looking at Li Chen nor uttering a single word, his gaze fixed on the void, lost in thought.

　　Meng Xiangbei came to the bedside and stared warily at the person in front of him who was eyeing his Yuan Xi with predatory intent.

　　Li Chen is a fox who wears a refined exterior but is actually treacherous, cunning, and adept at scheming.

　　Seeing that Yuan Xi didn't want to talk to him, Li Chen's gaze darkened, but his expression remained unchanged.

　　“Yuanxi, don’t be too sad. Xiangbei did it to protect you…” Li Chen said, his voice tinged with sadness, “He definitely wanted you to live a good life.”

　　Yuan Xi still did not receive a response.

　　Li Chen continued, "By the way, I went to see your child when I came here. He's very handsome and looks a lot like you. But I heard he's not in good health."

　　"Yuanxi, I'm Xiangbei's cousin. We've met before and are friends. If you ever have any difficulties, you can come to me."

　　Yuan Xi turned to look at him, and probably felt that the person in front of him meant no harm, so he finally spoke, but his expression remained indifferent: "Thank you, but I don't need it."

　　No, you will need it.

　　Li Chen responded quickly in his mind.

　　He showed no sadness or anger. "I'm sorry for disturbing your rest. I'll be going now. I won't disturb your rest any longer. I'll come to see you again when I have the chance. This is my business card. If you have any difficulties, you can contact me. After all, Yuanjia is my cousin."

　　Li Chen placed a business card on the bedside table, gave Yuan Xi another deep look, and then turned away.

　　He took a deep breath and told himself that there was no rush. Meng Xiangbei was already dead, and soon Yuanxi would belong to him.

　　Meng Xiangbei watched helplessly as Li Chen, dressed in a similar hoodie and ripped jeans, blatantly poached his lover, and his murderous aura grew stronger.

　　Damn it, how dare a man three years older than him dress so fashionably?

　　He used to always wear a sophisticated yet roguish black suit, but now he's dressed differently. Could it be that he wants to be his stand-in so that Yuan Xi will notice him?

　　Meng Xiangbei was disgusted by him.

　　With a wave of his hand, a gust of cold wind once again overturned the fruit basket that Li Chen had picked up and placed back on the ground.

　　An apple rolled right in front of Li Chen's feet, and then... with a "bang," Yuan Xi turned his head to look.

　　The man, who was originally tall and strong, suddenly... collapsed.

　　Li Chen accidentally stepped on an apple and fell face-first to the ground, looking just like a dog eating shit.

　　Meng Xiangbei's lips curled into a smile, feeling extremely pleased.

　　After pausing on the ground for a moment, Li Chen quickly stood up. He picked up the fruit basket and apples and put them away. He glanced at Yuan Xi again, and seeing no mockery in his eyes, his previously composed face softened. He pretended to be nonchalant and said, "Then I'll be going now."

　　Meng Xiangbei watched his departing figure and couldn't help but smile.

　　He had just seen it; Li Chen's hand was gripping the culprit apple so tightly it was almost crushing it.

　　However, he had to admire Li Chen's hypocrisy; even after falling so badly, he could still act as if nothing had happened in front of Yuan Xi.

　　However, he has only embarrassed Li Chen a little now; in the future, it will be much more complicated.

　　Li Chen's fall and departure did not cause any ripples in Yuan Xi's eyes. He slowly picked up the business card.

　　Meng Xiangbei looked at him nervously and said, "Yuanxi, you can't trust that scoundrel. He's up to no good."

　　Yuan Xi is so naive, and Li Chen is a cunning fox with a heart so black it could ooze ink; we can't let Yuan Xi be deceived.

　　Fortunately, Yuan Xi only glanced at it and didn't react before putting the business card down again.

　　Yuan Xi rolled over, huddled under the covers, and closed his eyes.

　　Because he was facing away from the camera, he didn't see the business card slowly float up and then fall into the trash can in the room.

　　Outside the door, almost the instant he stepped out of the ward, Li Chen's face turned ashen.

　　He frowned deeply, not understanding why the fruit basket kept falling down. The first time it startled Yuan Xi, and the second time it made him lose face in front of Yuan Xi.

　　He closed his eyes and it took him a long time to suppress the anger churning in his chest.

　　He walked step by step to the baby incubator and carefully found Xiao Yuanjia.

　　Actually, he was lying to Yuan Xi. He hadn't come to see the child earlier, but now he had.

　　Through the incubator, he saw the baby who was said to be a month old.

　　Little Yuanjia has shed his old wrinkles and rosy cheeks. Although he is still small and thin, he has grown up a bit.

　　Li Chen looked at the baby's face, which bore a slight resemblance to Meng Xiangbei's, and his gaze became increasingly strange.

　　"It would be so much better to be like Yuan Xi, why does he have to be like Meng Xiangbei?" he murmured.

　　He spoke very softly to himself, "Such a fragile little life should be taken good care of, otherwise it will easily die."

　　After saying that, he laughed, a laugh that carried a sinister undertone.

　　After a long while, he suppressed his murderous intent and turned to leave.

　　Just as he left the hospital, a middle-aged man carrying several fruit baskets approached them with a fawning smile: "Young man, visiting a patient, would you like to buy a fruit basket?"

　　Li Chen's gaze fell heavily on the fruit baskets, and the scene of him falling down in front of Yuan Xi just now flashed through his mind.

　　He coldly uttered a single word: "Get lost."

　　The middle-aged man was stunned. Looking at Li Chen's disgusted gaze and departing figure, he spat out, "What kind of person is he? No manners at all."

　　Li Chen drove home and immediately changed out of the hoodie and jeans, throwing them directly into the trash can.

　　He took a shower and went into the bedroom.

　　Turning on the lights, the bright light illuminated everything in the bedroom, including the large photographs hanging on the wall.

　　The photos were all of Yuan Xi, with occasional ones of Meng Xiangbei and Yuan Xi, but Meng Xiangbei's photo was slashed by something sharp, leaving a big X.

　　Li Chen gently stroked the photo of Yuan Xi, his eyes once again revealing a look of infatuation.

　　He slowly stepped forward, pressed his lips to Yuan Xi's lips in the photo, and then smiled mysteriously.

　　-

　　During the last month of his recovery in the hospital, Yuan Xi asked Zhang Yunze to bring him a drawing paper and a pencil.

　　Meng Xiangbei observed that Yuan Xi spent all her time painting, except for visiting Xiao Yuanjia and having a few hours to sleep.

　　Without exception, the main characters in all the paintings are him and Yuan Xi.

　　Those were the little moments they had shared together, and the first sketch began on their first day together in high school.

　　He painted intently, completely immersed in the painting, and only at this moment could Meng Xiangbei see the smile on his face that had not been seen for a long time.

　　However, as soon as the painting was finished, the smile gradually faded away.

　　He paints tirelessly every day.

　　Zhang Yunze and the others did not stop him; perhaps only in this way would Yuan Xi's suffering be lessened.

　　After that incident, Li Chen didn't visit Yuan Xi again for quite some time. Meng Xiangbei thought that he probably felt too embarrassed last time.

　　Even so, he did not give up and came several times.

　　When he came, he often saw Yuanxi painting.

　　Yuan Xi wasn't familiar with him and didn't speak to him. After not getting a response from Yuan Xi, Li Chen wisely didn't say anything more, but sometimes just quietly watched Yuan Xi paint.

　　Yuan Xi was oblivious to his surroundings; once he was immersed in his painting, he rarely noticed his surroundings.

　　He naturally didn't notice Li Chen's burning gaze upon him, or the chilling stare that seemed to pierce through the painting.

　　He watched Yuan Xi paint a picture of Meng Xiangbei as if he were torturing himself.

　　Meng Xiangbei stayed by Yuan Xi's side at all times, keeping a watchful eye on Li Chen. He felt very pleased when he saw Li Chen's frustrated expression.

　　Moreover, every time Li Chen came, Meng Xiangbei would give him a little "gift," which always made Li Chen look sullen. However, Meng Xiangbei still admired him quite a bit. Even though he always lost face in front of Yuan Xi, he could still come back as if nothing had happened, like a cockroach that was stuck to him and couldn't be killed, which was quite disgusting.

　　However, Li Chen did a good job of putting on a good show, creating a persona of gentle and kind-hearted people who cared about his nephew and his father. Their occasional chats left Zhang Yunze and the other two with a good impression of him.

　　-

　　After two months in the hospital, Yuanxi and Xiao Yuanjia were discharged.

　　This was the first time Yuan Jia had been held by his little father since birth. Perhaps it was the natural bond between father and son, but he nestled his small, soft body into Yuan Xi's arms without crying or fussing. He looked at his little father with eyes that were exactly the same as Meng Xiangbei's.

　　Yuan Xi, who had been calm, suddenly felt a lump in his throat as he looked at the face that was becoming more and more like Meng Xiangbei's. He pulled Xiao Yuanjia closer.

　　Meng Xiangbei regretted that his current cultivation level was not high enough; otherwise, if he could cultivate a physical body, he could embrace the father and son in his arms.

　　-

　　Yuan Xi sold the apartment he used to live in with Meng Xiangbei.

　　The apartment was bought by Meng Xiangbei, and it's registered under Yuan Xi's name.

　　Meng Xiangbei knew that Yuan Xi, whose family was already poor, didn't have much money at all. In addition, he needed to continue his studies and take care of the sickly little Yuan Jia, so he needed money for everything.

　　So even though he was reluctant to part with it, and even though the apartment was full of memories for the two of them, Yuan Xi still had no choice but to sell it.

　　He needs money to support Xiao Yuanjia.

　　After selling the apartment, Yuanxi rented a relatively cheap place and moved everything that belonged to them from the apartment to the rented place, including Meng Xiangbei's clothes, shoes, basketball, etc., as well as Xiao Yuanjia's clothes and toys.

　　When Meng Xiangbei saw Yuan Xi moving things, he squatted behind the door, holding his clothes, and remained there in a daze for a long, long time.

　　Author's Note: The rest of the story is sweet. Yuan Xi and Xiao Yuan Jia will see Meng Xiang Bei, and Meng Xiang Bei will come back to life and protect them. Thank you to all the little angels who voted for me or watered my plants between 2020-03-10 17:42:36 and 2020-03-11 16:58:06!

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Chapter 43

　　After agreeing to the agreement, the time between Yuanxi's senior year of high school and Mengxiang's freshman year at Peking University was the happiest time for the two of them.

　　Once Yuan Xi entered high school, he was no longer bothered or persecuted by those awful relatives. He worked part-time in his spare time to support himself. Under Meng Xiangbei's careful care, Yuan Xi, who was originally thin and dark-skinned, grew into a tall and handsome young man. However, he was still unwilling to communicate and interact with too many people and had a cold personality. Starting from his senior year of high school, he was known as a cold and aloof academic god.

　　Meng Xiangbei, on the other hand, is a handsome and sunny campus heartthrob.

　　After finishing the college entrance examination, Yuan Xi was admitted to the art major at University A in S City, where Meng Xiangbei was located. Art was Yuan Xi's dream.

　　Meng Xiangbei bought an apartment near University A and they moved in together. After carefully decorating it, it became their little home.

　　The love of young people is always as fiery and intense as the sun. The two, who wished they could be together all the time, wanted to be one with each other every day after Yuanxi's 18th birthday. It was under such absurd circumstances that Yuanxi became pregnant.

　　Looking at the ultrasound image in his hand that day, Yuan Xi felt momentarily lost and helpless, but Meng Xiangbei's words completely calmed him down.

　　"This is a baby given to us by God, the crystallization of our love. Yuanxi, shall we give birth to him/her? Don't worry, I will take good care of you and the baby."

　　And so, the baby stayed.

　　After entering university, Yuan Xi did not hide his relationship with Meng Xiangbei, nor did he hide his pregnancy.

　　Yuanxi's roommate treated him very well, and over the course of a few months, their friendship deepened.

　　I just never expected this kind of car accident to happen.

　　The truck's brakes failed. To protect Yuan Xi and the child, Meng Xiangbei pushed them away, but was run over by the truck and died on the spot.

　　Yuan Xi almost died along with his unborn child, but he eventually gave birth with great difficulty.

　　After that, Yuanxi encountered difficulties and pressures from all sides, and eventually dropped out of school.

　　The final straw was Meng Xiangbei, who became a ghost after his death.

　　Meng Xiangbei loved Yuanxi and the child deeply. After his death, because of his deep obsession, he did not reincarnate but lost consciousness and wandered aimlessly around Yuanxi and the child.

　　However, one day, he encountered a vicious old Taoist priest who took a liking to Meng Xiangbei and wanted to refine him into a ghost king.

　　The necessary condition for becoming a Ghost King is that one must personally kill the person one loves most.

　　Under the old Taoist priest's control, the unconscious Meng Xiangbei killed Yuan Xi and the child, Xiao Yuanjia.

　　It was at that moment that Meng Xiangbei, who had been in a daze, suddenly came to his senses. He could not accept the fact that he had killed Yuan Xi and Xiao Yuanjia with his own hands.

　　Meng Xiangbei turned into a demon king, killed the old Taoist priest, and took revenge on everyone who had bullied Yuan Xi and his son. In the end, he chose to be completely destroyed.

　　Because Meng Xiangbei killed Yuan Xi and Xiao Yuanjia, he was judged to be a scumbag seme. In fact, Meng Xiangbei was forced to become a scumbag seme this time.

　　In fact, besides Meng Xiangbei, Yuan Xi was also trapped by his obsession.

　　No one knows how obsessive Yuan Xi's love for Meng Xiangbei is; it's like a moth drawn to a flame, reckless and willing.

　　He arrived in the underworld and watched as Xiao Yuanjia was reincarnated. However, he wandered between the underworld and the human world for thousands of years before finally accepting the fact that Meng Xiangbei's soul had long since been scattered.

　　Since the person he was looking for had already vanished, Yuan Xi wanted to go with him. However, he still harbored a small hope that the Nightmare Beast could weave him a beautiful dream with him, Xiao Yuan Jia, and Meng Xiang Bei, a dream of happiness and fulfillment.

　　Then, the Nightmare Beast arrived, arriving just before the family of three was in a car accident.

　　The Nightmare Beast could have completely avoided the car accident, but the accident was inevitable, and he couldn't change it on his own.

　　-

　　Meng Xiangbei stayed by Yuan Xi's sickbed.

　　Yuanxi has not yet woken up due to excessive blood loss after giving birth.

　　He looked up at the dripping IV tube, the thin white tube extending downwards until the needle pierced Yuan Xi's hand.

　　Yuan Xi's hands were so pale and translucent that you could see the bluish veins.

　　He lay quietly on the hospital bed, his face still pale, as weak as a fragile porcelain doll.

　　Meng Xiangbei wanted to embrace him, but he was now just a wisp of a soul, invisible, intangible, and inaudible to others.

　　The door clicked open softly, and three teenagers walked in, their footsteps very light, as if afraid of waking Yuan Xi.

　　Meng Xiangbei recognized them as Yuan Xi's three roommates, who were also his best friends besides him after they started university.

　　The three men examined Yuan Xi's condition and seemed to have thought of something, their brows furrowing.

　　After a long while, someone finally spoke in a low voice.

　　"What do you think? If Yuanxi knew about Meng Xiangbei... would Yuanxi collapse?" Zhang Yunze, the third oldest in the dormitory, hesitated for a moment before asking.

　　All three of them understood how much Yuan Xi loved Meng Xiangbei—the kind of love that would lead him to give his life.

　　Now that Meng Xiangbei has died protecting him and his child, they can hardly imagine how devastated Yuan Xi will be.

　　"No matter what, Yuanxi is not only our friend, but also the youngest in our dormitory. We promised to protect this little brother." The eldest, Qin Yiheng, suppressed his grief and said solemnly.

　　“Yes, we must protect Yuanxi and his child,” Xu Haoyuan, the second son, chimed in.

　　Meng Xiangbei turned his gaze away from the three of them and said to Yuan Xi, "Yuan Xi, look, your friends are so good to you, you must be strong, you know?"

　　The door was pushed open again, and the doctor walked in.

　　"Come with me and let's find out about the child's situation."

　　The three exchanged a glance, their hearts sinking with a sense of foreboding. They had a bad feeling.

　　Seeing that Yuan Xi wouldn't wake up anytime soon, Meng Xiangbei went out with them.

　　-

　　"The child's condition is very bad," the doctor told the three.

　　As Meng Xiangbei listened, he looked through the transparent window at one of the incubators, where a thin, small, wrinkled, and reddish baby lay.

　　That was his child, his little Yuanjia.

　　The doctor continued, "The child was premature. Our examination results showed that his lungs have insufficient expansion capacity, which may make him more prone to bronchial diseases than other children in the future. His breathing may also stop at any time. Therefore, an adult must accompany the child at all times, and he must take his medication regularly and in the prescribed amounts."

　　Thinking of something, the doctor's expression became even more serious, and he said with a heavy heart, "If they are not taken care of properly, they may die young."

　　Meng Xiangbei clenched his fists tightly, his eyes reddening.

　　Qin Yiheng's eyes welled up with tears: "How could this happen? How could this be?" Yuan Xi's beloved Meng Xiangbei is dead, and Yuan Xi only has his son, Xiao Yuanjia, left. What will happen to Yuan Xi if something happens to Xiao Yuanjia?

　　But what could they do when things were already set in stone?

　　With Meng Xiangbei gone, they will be the ones protecting Yuan Xi and Xiao Yuan Jia from now on.

　　Due to health reasons, Xiao Yuanjia needs to stay in an incubator for two months, which costs 1,000 yuan per day, totaling 60,000 yuan for two months.

　　Zhang Yunze and the other two chipped in the money to pay for Yuanxi's hospitalization and Xiao Yuanjia's expenses.

　　They all come from families with modest means, and the money they earn from part-time jobs barely covers their tuition and living expenses.

　　Among them, Meng Xiangbei came from the best family, being a third-generation rich kid. However, Meng Xiangbei had a falling out with his family because he wanted to be with Yuan Xi.

　　It is said that the Meng family only had one son, Meng Xiangbei. It is unknown what the Meng family would do if they knew that Meng Xiangbei died to save Yuan Xi and his son.

　　Meng Xiangbei was equally worried; he could almost foresee how difficult the situation would become for Yuan Xi and Xiao Yuanjia.

　　-

　　When Zhang Yunze and the other two returned to the ward, Yuan Xi, who was supposed to be receiving an IV drip, was gone.

　　"It's all our fault. We should have left someone to keep an eye on things." Xu Haoyuan slapped his head, feeling extremely annoyed.

　　"What should we do if Yuanxi can't think straight?"

　　No, it won't do.

　　"Hurry up and split up to search; Yuan Xi can't have gone far."

　　While the three of them were searching, Meng Xiangbei was also anxiously searching. He forced himself to calm down and analyzed the places Yuan Xi might go.

　　Finally, I came up with a place.

　　Meng Xiangbei saw Yuan Xi in the morgue.

　　On the white bed lay a young man with his eyes closed. The white sheet that should have covered him had been pulled off and was lying on the floor.

　　Because the police will be coming to investigate and the family members haven't arrived yet, Meng Xiangbei, who is already dead, is simply placed in the morgue without any other treatment.

　　This was the first time Meng Xiangbei had seen what he looked like after the car accident.

　　The phrase "utterly horrific" can be used to describe it.

　　Putting aside the blood and filth on his body, his once sunny and handsome face was now deformed from the pressure, his complexion pale with a bluish tinge.

　　Yuan Xi lay beside him, nestled in his cold embrace, and reached out to wipe the dirt off Meng Xiangbei's face with his sleeve.

　　His movements were very gentle, as if he were afraid of hurting Meng Xiangbei.

　　His gaze was gentle, filled with intense love.

　　He looked a little aggrieved and whispered to Meng Xiangbei beside him, "Abei, don't be angry with me, okay? Open your eyes and look at me. You've been sleeping for a long time. You can't sleep in anymore, or Yuan Jia will definitely laugh at you if he sees you."

　　"Abei, I'm a little cold, can you hug me?"

　　"Abei, I know, you don't want to wake up because you want me to kiss you, right? In fairy tales, Sleeping Beauty needs a prince's kiss to wake up, so I'll kiss you now and you'll wake up, okay?"

　　"Then, I'll kiss you."

　　Yuan Xi lowered her head and carefully kissed Meng Xiangbei's lips with his pale, bloodless lips.

　　Their lips parted, and Yuan Xi gazed at Meng Xiangbei, as if expecting something.

　　A moment later, he became annoyed again: "Abei, why aren't you awake? You can't cheat, okay? Do you think once isn't enough? You're always so mean, always trying to take advantage of me. Fine, what can I do? I love you so much, so I'll kiss you one more time."

　　As she spoke, Yuan Xi lowered his head again and carefully and devoutly placed a kiss on him once more.

　　However, the person next to him still did not open their eyes.

　　"Abei, how can you be so unreasonable? Fine, I'll give you lots of kisses." Yuan Xi kissed Meng Xiangbei's lips again and again.

　　With each kiss, there were also drops of scalding tears.

　　"Abei, why aren't you awake yet? We made a promise, how could you do this? Please have some pity on me and wake up."

　　"Abei, please, please wake up, wake up..."

　　Yuan Xi held the already cold corpse and wept bitterly.

　　This small space was filled with his desperate and sorrowful cries and calls.

　　"Yuanxi, I'm here. I've always been by your side." Meng Xiangbei tried to hug Yuanxi, but he couldn't touch him at all.

　　The last thing he wanted to see was Yuan Xi cry.

　　However, he was the one who made Yuan Xi cry, and he couldn't comfort him.

　　Meng Xiangbei clutched his chest; even though he was already a soul, the pain was still intense, and his sobs sounded like being sliced ​​apart by a knife.

　　“Yuanxi…”

　　Finally, the three roommates and the nurse found their way here.

　　Seeing this scene before them, they were filled with sorrow. Even though they knew how much Yuan Xi loved Meng Xiangbei, they never imagined that her love would be so deep.

　　Zhang Yunze lifted Yuan Xi off the corpse.

　　Yuan Xi struggled desperately, as if possessed, trying to lunge at Meng Xiangbei's corpse, constantly muttering "Abei".

　　“Yuanxi, wake up! Senior Meng is dead. He can’t come back to life.”

　　"When Senior Meng pushed you away, it was definitely because he didn't want you and Yuanjia to get hurt, so you and Yuanjia must live well."

　　“Yuanxi, Senior Meng has left you, but you still have us as your friends, and you still have Yuanjia. Yuanjia is in poor health, and he has already lost one father. Do you want him to lose his other father as well?”

　　Yuan Xi's initial struggle gradually weakened until he finally fainted.

　　Zhang Yunze quickly picked him up and took him back to the ward, but his pupils suddenly contracted when he saw his hair.

　　In just a few seconds, Yuan Xi's originally black hair turned white, its black color vanishing.

　　“Yuanxi…” The group was overcome with grief.

　　-

　　In the ward, Yuan Xi lay on the bed, with Meng Xiangbei by his side, not even daring to reach out and touch his white hair.

　　"Yuanxi, why are you doing this to yourself?"

　　Outside the ward, there was a series of noisy noises.

　　Yuan Xi, who had been unconscious, opened his eyes. His gaze was dull and lifeless as he stared blankly at the ceiling.

　　It took a long time before he finally came to his senses.

　　He slowly got up.

　　Just then, the door to the ward was suddenly pushed open with great force.

　　A noblewoman was escorted in by bodyguards, her icy gaze landing precisely on Yuan Xi.

　　Before Yuan Xi could react, she raised her hand.

　　Meng Xiangbei realized what was happening and quickly reached out to block the hand.

　　The hand, however, pierced through his hand and landed heavily on Yuan Xi's pale face.

　　The roommate, who was originally being blocked by the bodyguards, broke through their encirclement and protected Yuan Xi behind them.

　　"Yuanxi, why wasn't it you who died? Why!" the noblewoman screamed hysterically.

　　"I don't understand what's so great about you. Xiang Bei turned against his mother because of you, and never came home. Now, he's given his life for you. Are you happy now?"

　　“I only have one child, Xiang Bei. He’s my only child. Yuan Xi, how could you be so cruel? How could you be so cruel?”

　　The noblewoman seemed to have lost all her strength, collapsed to the ground, and burst into tears.

　　"Xiang Bei, how could you be so heartless? What are you going to do with your mother? How are you going to let her live?"

　　Meng Xiangbei clenched his fists and gritted his teeth, enduring the pain with all his might.

　　In this world, Meng Xiangbei is a third-generation rich kid, whose grandfather and maternal grandfather each built huge conglomerates.

　　Father Meng and mother were married through an arranged marriage, and there was no affection between them.

　　After Meng Xiangbei was born, father Meng had an affair, and Meng strong-willed mother divorced him, receiving a large share of the property and also winning custody of little Meng Xiangbei.

　　After the divorce, father Meng remarried quickly. Now, he has been married four times, has several children, and has several mistresses.

　　Meng Xiangbei's mother never remarried and raised him with great care. To her, Meng Xiangbei was like her life itself.

　　Despite his divorce, Meng Xiangbei has developed a sunny and cheerful personality, like a little sun.

　　In mother Meng's eyes, Meng Xiangbei had always been outstanding since childhood, until Meng Xiangbei confessed his relationship with Yuan Xi and wanted to be with Yuan Xi.

　　When Meng Xiangbei's mother heard that he wanted to be with Yuan Xi, she found it hard to accept, even though Yuan Xi was a merman-mermaid hybrid who could give birth.

　　In fact, mother Meng did have feelings for father Meng.

　　However, father Meng did not like mother Meng, and his first affair and several marriage partners were all male mermaid hybrids.

　　This led to mother Meng having an extreme aversion to men who were half-human and half-mermaid.

　　How could she possibly let her precious son be with someone like that?

　　No matter how he threatened or bribed him, he couldn't separate Meng Xiangbei and Yuan Xi. In the end, Yuan Xi even became pregnant.

　　Mother Meng couldn't bring herself to harm a pregnant man and his child. She only wanted to wait until Yuanxi's child was born before trying to find another way to separate them. But she never expected to get this result.

　　Meng Xiangbei understands his mother and doesn't even harbor any resentment towards her. Apart from preventing him from being with Yuan Xi, she didn't do anything that would truly harm them.

　　Now, she, who cherishes Meng Xiangbei as her life, has to bear the pain of losing her son.

　　-

　　Three days later.

　　Even though Yuan Xi was unwilling, Meng Xiangbei, who had already died, was cremated and buried by mother Meng.

　　On the day of the funeral, mother Meng, who hated Yuanxi to the extreme, had her bodyguards prevent Yuanxi from attending.

　　Yuanxi was only able to enter after the funeral attendees had all left by evening.

　　He should have been in confinement after childbirth, but how could he not come on the day of Meng Xiangbei's burial?

　　He was still weak and walked with difficulty, step by step.

　　A light drizzle was falling from the sky, and his clothes quickly became damp, but he ignored it and kept walking.

　　He slowly squatted down in front of a brand-new tombstone and, using the last glimmer of light, saw the photo on it.

　　The young man was handsome, with a smile on his lips, as sunny and dashing as ever. Just seeing him made people feel warm and able to forget all their troubles.

　　But now we can never see them again.

　　Yuan Xi sat down, leaned against the tombstone, and placed a bunch of bellflowers on it.

　　Bellflower, a love that is sincere, unchanging, and desperate.

　　Yuan Xi gently stroked the photo on the tombstone with his fingertips. Looking at the young man's upturned lips, it was as if he had returned to the day they first met. The young man was like a ray of warm sunshine that crashed into his cold and harsh world, warming his heart little by little with his smile and his love.

　　Yuan Xi leaned against it silently, as if this would allow him to stay with his beloved.

　　A gentle breeze stirs, and the bellflowers sway softly in the wind, as if whispering something to each other.

　　Meng Xiangbei stayed by his side, wanting him to go back, but he was powerless to do so.

　　Meng Xiangbei stood there, his hands clasped together, blocking Yuan Xi's head, even though he knew it was all in vain.

　　As if sensing something, Yuan Xi looked up, but could see nothing.

　　Yuan Xi was still in his postpartum period, and Meng Xiangbei couldn't just leave him there, especially since it was raining.

　　Fortunately, Zhang Yunze and the others quickly found Yuan Xi after discovering he was missing.

　　Yuan Xi seemed to have calmed down completely, all traces of his previous madness gone. He took one last deep look at the young man on the tombstone before leaving with them.

　　Instead of feeling relieved, Zhang Yunze and the others became even more worried.

　　Just a moment ago, he was so agitated, as if he were possessed, but now he is calm and frighteningly clear-headed.

　　The three exchanged glances, their resolve to protect Yuan Xi only strengthened.

　　-

　　The next day, mother Meng came to Yuanxi's sickroom.

　　Zhang Yunze and the other two looked at her warily.

　　Mother Meng was dressed in a long black dress, and she had lost all her former spirit and elegance, as if she had aged ten years in an instant.

　　She remained calm and said indifferently, "I won't do anything to him. I'm here to talk to him about the child."

　　Yuan Xi, who was leaning against the bed, suddenly tightened his grip on the bed sheet and pressed his lips together.

　　“Auntie, please speak.” Yuan Xi began, his clear voice now hoarse, probably because he hadn’t spoken in a long time.

　　Meng's mother's gaze fell on Yuan Xi's white hair, her heart tightened, but her face remained expressionless.

　　“I said before that I don’t acknowledge you, nor do I acknowledge the child in your belly.”

　　"Even now, I still won't acknowledge that child. No one can replace Xiangbei in my life, and I won't transfer my love for Xiangbei to him." She knew that he was her son's only child. But she couldn't face him. Just thinking about how Meng Xiangbei did it to protect them, father and son, made it impossible for her to accept it calmly.

　　Since it's impossible to fully accept it, it's better to let it go.

　　"From now on, I will pretend that I don't know both of you, father and child," Meng's mother said resolutely.

　　Yuan Xi lowered his eyes slightly and replied, "Okay."

　　"You all better take care of yourselves." With that, mother Meng left.

　　Yuan Xi stared at her retreating figure, remaining silent for a long time.

　　Meng Xiangbei sighed and left the ward, following his mother all the way.

　　It wasn't until Meng's mother came to the incubator of Xiao Yuanjia and looked at the tiny baby inside through the incubator that she saw the baby.

　　Mother Meng covered her mouth and wept silently. After a long while, she turned and left.

　　As Meng Xiangbei watched his mother's departing figure, he could understand her actions.

　　Yuan Xi is a male mermaid hybrid, a thorn in Meng's mother's side. Meng Xiangbei's sacrifice to save Yuan Xi and his father is an even greater obstacle in Meng's mother's heart.

　　From now on, whenever she sees Yuanxi or Xiao Yuanjia, she will relive the pain of losing her son again and again.

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Chapter 42 (World Three)

 　　Meng Xiangbei was too late to stop it and could only watch helplessly as Ange'er's soul dissipated.

　　He remained silent for a long time before finally taking Qiao Qingjun to Meng Po, giving him a bowl of Meng Po soup, and sending him into reincarnation.

　　After consuming this dream, another boy appeared before him.

　　He was dressed in modern clothes and had a handsome appearance, but his dark eyes were filled with madness and obsession.

　　"Abei, don't leave me, don't leave me," he murmured as if possessed.

　　Meng Xiangbei read his memories and began to weave a dream.

　　-

　　"Abei, the baby will be born in two months. He's already eight months along. Have you chosen a name for him yet?"

　　When Meng Xiangbei came to his senses, he heard a gentle and clear young voice in his ear.

　　The young man beside him was handsome, with exquisite features and a cool demeanor, yet his gaze was unusually gentle.

　　At this moment, Meng Xiangbei was affectionately supporting the boy, who was wearing black pants and a white shirt, but the white shirt was particularly loose, revealing his round belly.

　　The boy held Meng Xiangbei's hand and gently stroked his belly, intending to say it was the baby inside.

　　They had just come out of the hospital. Meng Xiangbei had taken the boy for a prenatal checkup, and now they were on the street, waiting to hail a taxi home.

　　"Yes, when he's born, his name will be Yuanjia, Meng Yuanjia." The doctor had already quietly told them that it was a son.

　　“Yuanjia…” Yuan Xi murmured, taking Meng Xiangbei’s surname and a character from his name. It was really good.

　　"Child, did you hear that? From now on, your name will be Meng Yuanjia." Yuan Xi gently stroked her belly.

　　But at that moment, a huge, piercing sound was heard not far away.

　　Yuan Xi subconsciously looked up and saw a small truck that seemed to have lost its brakes and was hurtling around, heading straight for the family of three.

　　In that instant, apart from the approaching truck, he could feel nothing else; everything around him seemed to go blank for a moment.

　　He could only hear his own increasingly heavy breathing and a dull pain in his abdomen.

　　My legs felt like they were filled with lead, and I couldn't move them.

　　"careful."

　　A familiar voice pulled him back, and before Yuan Xi could react, it pushed him away.

　　From the moment the small truck came hurtling towards them until Meng Xiangbei pushed Yuan Xi aside and the truck hit Meng Xiangbei, only a few seconds passed.

　　"Bang."

　　After a loud crash, Yuan Xi, clutching her abdomen, rolled to the ground and watched helplessly as the small truck ran over Meng Xiangbei.

　　Hot blood spilled onto the ground, and a few drops landed on Yuan Xi's fair cheeks.

　　"Abei, Abei..."

　　Yuan Xi, dragging his aching abdomen, struggled to crawl toward the motionless young man lying on the ground.

　　The scene before me grew increasingly dark.

　　Before Yuan Xi fell into a coma, he heard more and more noise around him.

　　"There's been a car accident, call the police immediately!"

　　"Quick, the driver is trying to escape, stop him!"

　　"My God, this person has been run over like this, it seems he won't survive."

　　"There's a pregnant man here, he's bleeding down there, quick, get him to the hospital!"

　　"..."

　　Fortunately, the two had just come out of the hospital and were not far from it. Soon, hospital staff who had been notified put them on stretchers and carried them inside.

　　Upon arriving at the hospital, the pregnant Yuanxi was immediately taken to the emergency room, and shortly after, he was transferred to the delivery room.

　　"Notify the pregnant man's family to come to the hospital as soon as possible. His condition is very dangerous. The baby is only eight months old. It is very likely that both the baby and the baby will die."

　　When Meng Xiangbei regained consciousness, he saw that Yuan Xi, who was still unconscious, was being taken into the delivery room.

　　"Yuanxi, Yuanxi..." he called out, instinctively reaching out to touch Yuanxi, but his hand passed right through his body.

　　No one around saw him.

　　Meng Xiangbei even saw his own body being hastily taken to the morgue.

　　So, he was already dead.

　　"How is Yuan Xi?"

　　"How is Meng Xiangbei?"

　　Three teenagers rushed in from outside the hospital, their faces filled with barely concealed panic.

　　"What is your relationship to the patient?" the doctor asked gravely.

　　“We were his college roommates.”

　　"His college roommate?" the doctor frowned. "What about his family?"

　　Mentioning Yuan Xi's family, a shadow fell over the boy's eyes. He said, "Yuan Xi's family is in our hometown; they can't come." The boy clenched his fist, his eyes reddening. "Doctor, I received a call saying they were in a car accident and taken to the hospital. How are they now?"

　　The doctor sighed and told them that Meng Xiangbei was dead and that Yuan Xi and the child were in mortal danger.

　　“How could this be? Yuanxi told me just half an hour ago that they came to the hospital for a prenatal checkup and the baby was healthy. He was very happy. How could this happen so suddenly…” A roommate covered his face with his hands in anguish, tears streaming down his face through his fingers.

　　"Doctor, please, you must save Yuanxi and his son."

　　"We will do our best." The doctor wasn't very confident either.

　　Meng Xiangbei, who had already died and become a ghost, passed through the wall and followed the doctor into the delivery room.

　　"Doctor, the pregnant man has lost too much blood and is receiving a blood transfusion."

　　"Arrange for him to start production as soon as possible."

　　"The pregnant man remained unconscious, and his will to live seemed very weak."

　　“A cesarean section can be performed, but if the pregnant man cannot deliver the baby, the mother will be considered dead.”

　　"Take measures as soon as possible to raise the awareness of pregnant men."

　　Hearing that Yuan Xi had given up and had given up his will to live, Meng Xiangbei was on the verge of collapse. He wanted to hold Yuan Xi's hand and tell him to try his best to hold on and give birth to the child, but no matter what he said or did, no one could hear or see it, and it was all in vain.

　　He could only call out Yuan Xi's name over and over again.

　　"Yuanxi, don't give up, wake up, our child needs you."

　　"Yuanxi, you are the bravest, right? You will definitely get through this."

　　"Yuanxi, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have abandoned you and the child. Yuanxi, wake up, wake up, you and the child must live well."

　　-

　　At this moment, Yuan Xi was amidst a sea of ​​blood.

　　The sky was blood-red, the land was blood-red, and the surrounding area was desolate.

　　"Abei, Abei, where are you?" Yuan Xi clutched his aching abdomen, searching everywhere for that familiar figure, but no matter how he looked, the place was empty, and he was all alone.

　　"Abei, please don't abandon me and the child, come out."

　　"Abei, where are you? My stomach hurts so much."

　　Yuan Xi clutched his abdomen, his usually cold face contorted with pain.

　　"Yuanxi, I'm here, come here..."

　　Just then, a familiar voice rang out, as magnetic as ever, and its distinctive tone immediately revealed it to be that of a sunny, cheerful, and lively young man.

　　As if bewitched, Yuan Xi walked step by step toward the direction of the voice.

　　Soon, on the other side of the crimson sky, an abyss appeared.

　　A familiar figure was reflected in the abyss.

　　The young man was wearing ripped dark jeans, a white hooded sweatshirt, and had short, neat hair. He was handsome, and when he smiled, he revealed two cute little tiger teeth. He exuded a youthful, lively, and pleasant aura.

　　"Abei," Yuan Xi couldn't help but call out.

　　"Yuan Xi, I'm here. Come to me." The young man in the abyss slowly stretched out his hands, which were as long and slender as ever with distinct knuckles.

　　"Alright." A faint smile slowly appeared on Yuan Xi's cold face as he reached out his hand to the young man in the abyss.

　　"Yuanxi, wake up! For our child, you have to hold on..." The hand that was about to touch his suddenly stopped. Yuanxi looked up at the blood-red sky and listened to the urgent calls.

　　That was Ah Bei's voice too.

　　"Yuanxi, for our child's sake, please wake up. I know you're strong, aren't you..."

　　The child? What happened to the child?!

　　Why wake up?

　　Isn't Ah Bei here?

　　"Yuanxi, give me your hand quickly, I'll take you away from here." The young man called out urgently from the abyss.

　　Just then, a series of bloody images flooded into Yuan Xi's mind.

　　After their prenatal checkup, they were in a car accident. Ah Bei pushed him away and was run over by a small truck. They said, they said Ah Bei died.

　　No, no, how could Ah Bei be dead?

　　"Abei, Abei..."

　　Yuan Xi, who was lying in the delivery room, suddenly opened his eyes.

　　"The pregnant man is awake! That's wonderful! Get ready to deliver the baby!" The doctors were overjoyed.

　　Yuan Xi's eyes were already bloodshot. He grabbed the doctor's hand with his slender hand and asked urgently and with difficulty, "Doctor, where is Abei? Where is Abei? I want to see him. Please let me see him."

　　Meng Xiangbei, who was overjoyed that Yuan Xi had woken up, felt a chill in his heart and his eyes showed pain.

　　The doctor hesitated for a moment, then said, "Are you asking about the young man who was in the car accident with you? He died on the spot."

　　Yuan Xi felt as if a thunderbolt had exploded in his mind.

　　The hand she was holding slipped helplessly from the doctor's grasp.

　　"No, no, how could he die? How could he die? I want to see him, I don't believe it." Yuan Xi was like a madman, trying to get up and check for himself, but the doctors held him down. His pale face was bloodless, and his lips were as white as paper. Blood kept flowing from under his body, staining the area red.

　　He felt dizzy, but he still insisted on going out.

　　"He's already dead. Your most important task now is to give birth to the child, otherwise you and the child will both die." The doctors tried to hold him down, but Yuan Xi, who was already exhausted, had very little strength and fell back down before he could even get up.

　　“I believe that if he were still alive, he would want you and the child to be safe and sound.”

　　The doctor was still trying to persuade him, but Yuan Xi, who was lying down, seemed not to hear him. His eyes were wide open, but he was as still as a wooden figure that had lost its soul.

　　Ah Bei, if you really die, then my child and I will die with you.

　　Yuan Xi completely lost his will to live, essentially pushing himself and his child toward death.

　　The pain in his abdomen felt like something was being pulled out of his body, but Yuan Xi seemed completely oblivious to it.

　　Meng Xiangbei desperately called Yuan Xi's name by the hospital bedside, but Yuan Xi couldn't hear him. He tried to reach out and hold Yuan Xi's hand, but couldn't touch it.

　　A sense of powerlessness enveloped Meng Xiangbei.

　　Left with no other choice, Meng Xiangbei could only use some of the Nightmare Beast's abilities to make Yuan Xi able to see him.

　　"Yuanxi, it's me, Abei. Can you see me?"

　　Meng Xiangbei finally grasped Yuan Xi's hand and gently wiped away the silent tears falling from the corner of his eyes with his fingertips.

　　“Yuanxi, look at me, it’s me, Abei, I’m here.”

　　Yuan Xi's eyes, which had been wide open and motionless, shifted slightly as he turned his head to look at the person beside him. Upon seeing that familiar face, his pupils dilated abruptly.

　　Meng Xiangbei stroked his face: "Yuanxi, that's our child, the fruit of our love. How could you bear to let him die like this? Do you remember the nursery we prepared for him? Do you remember his little shoes, clothes, and hat? Do you remember the name I gave him? How could you abandon our Yuanjia?"

　　Meng Xiangbei slowly placed a hand on his swollen belly: "Did you hear that? Little Yuanjia is crying. He's saying why his little dad doesn't want him, but he loves his little dad so much, he really wants to be his little dad's child. Yuanxi, can you really bear to abandon him?"

　　Yuan Xi shook his head with tears streaming down his face. His voice was weak and low, yet urgent and firm: "Yes, I like him. I really like him."

　　"Then let's try our best to give birth to him, okay? Let him see this beautiful world, and see his loving little dad, okay?"

　　“Okay, okay.” Yuan Xi nodded.

　　Meng Xiangbei smiled with satisfaction and lowered his head to place a kiss on his forehead.

　　"I want to give birth to this child."

　　The doctors who were almost considering a cesarean section were overjoyed to hear his words.

　　Yuan Xi gripped the bedsheets tightly with all his might, his pale, delicate face covered in fine sweat, which even dampened the hair on his forehead.

　　He clenched his teeth to keep himself from crying out in pain.

　　"Yuanxi, keep going, you can do it!" Meng Xiangbei cheered him on from the side.

　　"Ah..." Yuan Xi finally couldn't help but cry out in pain.

　　With that exclamation, the baby was finally born.

　　"Great! It's a boy, but he's too weak. Quickly clean him up and put him in an incubator."

　　After giving birth, Yuan Xi was completely exhausted, but a faint smile appeared on his lips.

　　He looked at Meng Xiangbei beside him. He was too weak to speak, but he gazed at the young man with longing eyes, as if to say: "Abei, I tried my best, and I finally gave birth to our child."

　　"Our Yuanxi is amazing." Meng Xiangbei lowered his head and slowly pressed his lips to the boy's.

　　Yuanxi, I won't be around anymore. You and Xiao Yuanjia must be strong. I will always love you and be there for you, even where you can't see me.

　　Yuan Xi was too tired. He slowly closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

　　-

　　The doctor has cleaned the dirt off the child and placed him in an incubator.

　　The baby was only eight months old, premature, thin and red all over, like a newborn kitten.

　　He was so small and weak, as if he might stop breathing at any moment.

　　Meng Xiangbei examined the child's body and sighed softly.

　　I began to piece together the story of this dream.

　　This is a world of humans and people with mermaid blood.

　　Long ago, humans and mermaids coexisted, and they could even intermarry. But as time passed, the number of mermaids dwindled until they finally died out and disappeared completely.

　　Humans and mermaids can only live on land and do not have mermaid tails.

　　As the mermaid bloodline in their bodies becomes increasingly diluted, the only difference between human and mermaid hybrids and humans is that male mermaid hybrids can have children.

　　However, when a mermaid hybrid gives birth, it must be a natural birth. If a cesarean section is performed, the child can survive, but the mother will die on the spot.

　　Therefore, doctors will not perform a cesarean section on pregnant mermaid hybrid individuals unless absolutely necessary.

　　Yuan Xi, a 19-year-old freshman at A University in S City, is a male mermaid hybrid who is capable of reproduction.

　　He was born in a poor town. His parents died early, and his uncle took Yuanxi in for the sake of Yuanxi's parents' property.

　　However, from a young age, they would beat and scold Yuanxi, and never treated him as their own nephews, making Yuanxi work like a slave for their family.

　　Little Yuanxi lived in a terrible, leaky, and cold little woodshed, and ate the leftovers from his older cousins.

　　His uncle even planned to make him drop out of school and go to work before he even graduated from elementary school.

　　Because he was too young to claim his parents' inheritance, Yuanxi knew that only by studying and leaving the small town could he change his fate.

　　Finally, he sought help from a highly respected great-grandfather in the clan, and only then did he regain the opportunity to study.

　　Yuan Xi grew up in such a difficult environment.

　　Yuanxi spent most of his time working and didn't have much time to study, but he worked very hard, and because he was naturally smart, he eventually got into the best high school in the city.

　　It was there that Yuan Xi met Meng Xiangbei, a senior from the same grade.

　　In a true sense, Meng Xiangbei was not a scumbag; on the contrary, he loved Yuan Xi very much.

　　Fate and liking are probably strange things.

　　During the new year, Meng Xiangbei somehow fell in love at first sight with Yuan Xi, who was thin, small, and had dark skin.

　　Meng Xiangbei is handsome, enthusiastic, cheerful and unrestrained. He is like the warmest sun in the sky, and many girls and merman hybrid men like him.

　　But Meng Xiangbei didn't like any of them. The day after he met Yuan Xi, Meng Xiangbei confessed his feelings to him.

　　Yuan Xi refused without hesitation.

　　But Yuanxi knew that on the day of welcoming the new students, he fell in love at first sight with this big boy who was as warm and unrestrained as the sun, but he was insecure.

　　Meng Xiangbei is the sun high above, while he is a humble weed in the mud. He is not worthy of Meng Xiangbei at all. He longs to get close to him, yet he is afraid of being burned.

　　But Meng Xiangbei did not give up; he used all his abilities to pursue Yuan Xi.

　　Bringing breakfast, chance encounters, switching seats to sit together, becoming roommates, using tutoring as an excuse, eating together, reading together, watching movies together, creating all sorts of ambiguous situations...

　　He used all his efforts to warm Yuan Xi's cold heart little by little.

　　Yuan Xi had always been drawn to Meng Xiangbei's warmth, and he fell in love with him at first sight. Finally, after two years of Meng Xiangbei's persistent efforts, Yuan Xi agreed to be with him.

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Chapter 41 (World Two End)

　　The old woman didn't understand. General Meng was now her mistress's legitimate son, and he had become a second-rank official. Even that young master had become a divine physician. Why did her mistress still call him a little beast? Shouldn't she use her maternal affection to bring the young marquis back?

　　The old woman thought this way and brought it up.

　　"No need. He severed ties with me two years ago when he left. How can he have connection with my Marquis's mansion?" Meng's mother denied this almost as soon as the nanny began to advise her, her tone resolute and cold.

　　"Give me Jue'er, and you can leave."

　　The chubby little baby, dressed in exquisite clothes, was held in the arms of Meng's mother. Meng's mother looked at the little face that resembled her eldest son when he was a child, her lips pursed, and her gaze was momentarily stunned.

　　Ignoring the baby's struggles, she held him tightly in her arms and said blankly, "Jue'er, your mother will never let you leave."

　　She kept repeating, seemingly possessed: "You are your mother's most precious son, and your father's most beloved legitimate son, Jue'er. You must be good, your father will come to see you soon..."

　　Outside the door, the old woman could faintly hear Meng mother's voice inside. Even without listening carefully, she knew what it was.

　　Ever since the young marquis left, the lady has been obsessed, especially after she gave birth to her second son through scheming. It has become even more serious. Sometimes, no matter day or night, wind or rain, she would hold the child and wait at the gate of the courtyard. Several times, the child has fallen ill because of the cold.

　　But the Marquis, after being tricked again, didn't even step into this place when his wife was giving birth.

　　well.

　　-

　　Meng Xiangbei ignored the matter of the Marquis of Zhongyuan's residence. In fact, even though he was now a general, neither the Marquis of Zhongyuan nor his mother sent anyone to visit him. Instead, his half-brother, Meng Xiangyuan, did.

　　Meng Xiangbei neither liked nor disliked his younger brother. His brother wasn't bad either; he just liked to use his cleverness.

　　After learning from him that Meng's mother had given birth to her second son, Meng Xiangbei didn't care much. He only hoped that this younger brother wouldn't become the second original owner of the body and be used as a tool to curry favor with Marquis Zhongyuan.

　　Meng Xiangbei and Qiao Qingjun brought An ge'er and Imperial Physician Liu to the capital. The family was settled and would live in the capital from now on.

　　Meng Xiangbei is now a favorite of the emperor and a war god in the eyes of the people. He is very popular, and basically every prince who wants to seize the throne wants to win him over and even offers him beauties.

　　Sure enough, when Meng Xiangbei and his family of three returned from outside, they saw the servants of the Fourth Prince waiting with two young gers, undoubtedly using beauty to win favors.

　　Those two young gers, one as beautiful as a peach blossom and the other as delicate as a snow lotus, were truly beauties.

　　Meng Xiangbei frowned, a hint of annoyance creeping over him.

　　How many times has this happened?

　　Before Meng Xiangbei could say anything, he saw Qiao Qingjun next to him snort heavily, puff out his cheeks, glare at him fiercely, and run away, leaving him and An Ge'er behind.

　　Okay, he's angry.

　　The abandoned An ge'er looked at his dad who had run away, then at the two people who had been given to his father, looked up at his father, and asked, "Father, don't you want daddy and An ge'er anymore?"

　　Now, An ge'er is three years old. He is clever, quick-witted, and sometimes speaks even more fluently than Qiao Qingjun.

　　He asked Meng Xiangbei with feigned doubt, but if Meng Xiangbei had actually answered "yes," the little guy would probably have gotten angry.

　　Meng Xiangbei saw through it but didn't expose it.

　　He patted his little head and said, "You and your daddy will always be the most important people to your father. Your father doesn't want anyone else."

　　"Really?"

　　"Yes, Father assures you."

　　After confirming that his father was not lying, An ge'er breathed a sigh of relief and patted his little chest.

　　Meng Xiangbei almost burst out laughing when he saw his adorable little face.

　　After sending the two handsome young gers back to where they came from, Meng Xiangbei quickly caught up with Qiao Qingjun.

　　Upon entering the bedroom, one could see the boy sitting on the bed wiping away tears.

　　As soon as he noticed Meng Xiangbei enter, he immediately turned around and pretended not to see him.

　　Meng Xiangbei sighed softly and walked over. He saw that Qiao Qingjun's face was still streaked with tears, his eyes were red and brimming with glistening tears. He was pouting and trying his best to hold back his tears.

　　This stubborn little face, pretending to be strong, looks so pitiful that it makes you feel both sorry for him and a little amused.

　　Of course, Meng Xiangbei dared not laugh at this moment. He was certain that if he laughed now, he would not have a good time for the next few days.

　　"Why are you crying all of a sudden?" Meng Xiangbei said tenderly, taking out a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

　　Qiao Qingjun let him wipe him, twisting the hem of his clothes with both hands, without saying a word, but he felt even more aggrieved, and the tears he had been holding back fell down in a stream.

　　The more Meng Xiangbei wiped away his tears, the more tears he shed.

　　Meng Xiangbei pulled the boy into his arms and gently comforted him, "Are you holding a grudge against those two people?"

　　The boy in his arms stiffened slightly, still not speaking, but clearly a little nervous.

　　Meng Xiangbei rubbed his head: "Why do you get angry and shed tears over those irrelevant people?"

　　With his fingertips lifting the boy's chin, making him look up at him, Meng Xiangbei said earnestly, "Aqing, do you still remember my promise? My wife for this lifetime, Qiao Qingjun, is all I need. I don't need anyone else, and I won't want anyone else. I will never break my promise in this lifetime."

　　Qiao Qingjun bit his lip as he looked at him, her eyes still brimming with tears, his voice trembling with a sob as he pleaded, "Really?"

　　Meng Xiangbei: "Of course it's true. I will spend my whole life proving it. Aqing, do you believe me?"

　　Qiao Qingjun was naturally simple-minded and easily coaxed, so he nodded eagerly, "I believe you."

　　Seeing that he was no longer angry or shedding tears, Meng Xiangbei breathed a sigh of relief. Looking at his rosy lips, he had a sudden thought and leaned down to press his lips to his.

　　Having probably not touched Qiao Qingjun for a long time, Meng Xiangbei couldn't control himself after just one kiss and pulled the boy towards the bed.

　　"My lord, what are you doing?" Qiao Qingjun's cheeks were flushed, full of shyness, and there was no trace of the anger and grievances he had just felt.

　　"Go to sleep."

　　Qiao Qingjun wasn't completely ignorant. With Meng Xiangbei's gaze that seemed to devour him whole, he understood perfectly what the man's actions meant, and felt even more ashamed.

　　"No, no, it's still daytime."

　　"What's wrong with daytime? Close the door, get under the covers, and it'll be dark."

　　Qiao Qingjun's eyes widened in disbelief. He hadn't expected Meng Xiangbei to spout such nonsense, and he couldn't even refute him. In the brief moment he was stunned, the man had already dragged him to the bed.

　　"Aqing, give me another child, and give An ge'er a younger brother or sister too."

　　Qiao Qingjun still wanted to struggle, but Meng Xiangbei's words made it impossible for him to resist.

　　In bed, the two entwined like mandarin ducks, their deep love binding them together.

　　After that day, Meng Xiangbei made it clear to the outside world that he would only have Qiao Qingjun as his wife in his life, and would not have any other women or boys.

　　After that, no one was so tactless as to send anyone to cause trouble.

　　With the war over, Meng Xiangbei had nothing else important to do and was very free every day. Whenever he had free time, he would pull Qiao Qingjun into the bedroom, close the door, crawl into bed, and begin their baby-making endeavor.

　　An ge'er was holding a book, and he had some questions he wanted to ask his father. He had just seen his father hurriedly pulling his shy father into the bedroom, closing the door and locking it. Having seen this several times before, he knew exactly what was going on.

　　He rubbed his forehead with one hand, a helpless expression on his young face.

　　He muttered "Do not look at what is improper, do not listen to what is improper" before turning and leaving.

　　I hope my younger siblings will come soon.

　　Perhaps the family of three was too eager, because a month later, Qiao Qingjun was indeed pregnant, and nine months later, he gave birth to a lovely daughter.

　　When his daughter was five years old, Qiao Qingjun gave birth to a son.

　　While taking care of his child and accompanying Meng Xiangbei, Qiao Qingjun opened a pharmacy in the capital with Imperial Physician Liu. Due to his extraordinary medical skills, he became famous throughout the Sui Dynasty, and even people from other countries came to visit her.

　　After assessing their character, Qiao Qingjun took on a group of apprentices and meticulously taught them traditional Chinese medicine and Western surgical techniques.

　　Each of his apprentices later became renowned doctors.

　　Qiao Qingjun pioneered Western surgical treatments, and many of the surgical treatments he proposed saved countless people on the verge of death.

　　The emperor bestowed upon him a plaque inscribed with "Miraculous Healing Hands".

　　After the third prince ascended the throne, he bestowed upon him a plaque inscribed with "Hua Tuo Reborn" and promulgated the policy of "equality for princes." From then on, princes were no longer considered inferior and enjoyed the same treatment as commoners.

　　Qiao Qingjun's passing was recorded in history.

　　Qiao Qingjun and Meng Xiangbei had three children.

　　An ge'er married a commoner, had two children, inherited Qiao Qingjun's medical skills, and lived a happy life.

　　Meng Qiying married Qian Jiaojiao's son. The two were in love and remained a devoted couple for life.

　　Their youngest son, Meng Qifei, loved martial arts. After Meng Xiangbei retired, he became a general and led the Sui Dynasty to completely conquer the Jiang Kingdom during Meng Xiangbei's lifetime.

　　As Meng Xiangbei and Qiao Qingjun lay dying, the family of five went to Jiangnan and visited the graves of Qiao's father and mother.

　　By this time, the two men were already old men in their seventies with gray hair.

　　Meng Xiangbei was afraid that the man had injured his leg, so he didn't make him kneel down. Instead, the two of them sat in front of the tomb.

　　Qiao Qingjun's once handsome face has long been etched with wrinkles by the years. He sits in front of the grave with a faint smile on his lips, as if he were having a casual chat with his parents.

　　"Father, Mother, I have lived a very good life. I have a husband and three children."

　　Meng Xiangbei slowly took his hand.

　　Qiao Qingjun continued, "I am very happy to be your child. I hope that in the next life, I can be your child too."

　　At this moment, Qiao Qingjun turned to look at the three kneeling children and beckoned to the middle-aged An ge'er to come over.

　　Two wrinkled hands held An ge'er's hand.

　　Qiao Qingjun gazed at An Ge'er for a long time, then his gaze softened and fell on Meng Xiangbei: "Husband, do you know when AQing was happiest in his life?"

　　As the deadline approached, Qiao Qingjun's voice grew weaker and weaker, but he still persisted in speaking. After a moment, he finally said his last words: "It was on that rainy night, when you opened the door and took me and An ge'er to see the doctor..."

　　After saying that, Qiao Qingjun closed his eyes.

　　"Father..." The children let out a mournful sob.

　　Meng Xiangbei gently held Qiao Qingjun, whose eyes had closed and who had stopped breathing, in his arms...

　　-

　　The residence of Marquis Zhongyuan.

　　Meng mother went mad.

　　Unable to bear the coldness of Marquis Zhongyuan, she went mad and picked up a knife to kill Ning Zhi. In the end, Marquis Zhongyuan blocked the knife for him.

　　Before Marquis Zhongyuan died, he handed over the Marquis Zhongyuan Mansion to his illegitimate son, Meng Xiangyuan, and locked up Meng's mother, who had gone mad, so that she would never be able to come out.

　　Not long after Marquis Zhongyuan died, Ning Zhi also died of depression.

　　Marquis Zhongyuan grew up amidst scheming. Because of this scheming, his mother and younger brother died early, and he loathed the feeling of being schemed against.

　　He disliked even more the schemes that had been plotted against his mother. He didn't love her, but he knew he owed her something, so he gave her his son.

　　He loved Ning Zhi, he loved Ning Zhi's clarity and purity, but Ning Zhi was too rational and never believed in his love for him in his entire life.

　　But it's okay.

　　He had no regrets about dying for Ningzhi.

　　After Meng's mother was imprisoned, her second son was raised by Meng Xiangyuan. Meng Xiangyuan did not mistreat him, but the child, who had been spoiled by Meng's mother, eventually lived a muddled and aimless life.

　　-

　　Qian Jiaojiao/Murong Yin Side Story

　　After returning to the capital in triumph, Murong Yin, having come to his senses, immediately went to find Qian Jiaojiao once he had settled down.

　　At this moment, he was changing his clothes and asked the servant about what had happened to Qian Jiaojiao during the two years he had been away from the capital.

　　The servant hesitated, as if he wanted to say something but then stopped.

　　Murong Yin's heart skipped a beat. He didn't even bother to put on his clothes and hurriedly asked, "What exactly happened? Tell me quickly."

　　The servant hesitated for a moment before saying, "For the past two years, the General's Mansion has been looking for a husband for Miss Qian."

　　Murong Yin's heart tightened suddenly: "And then what? Is she already engaged?" His voice trembled as he said this.

　　"No, no." The servant hurriedly shook his head. "In the past two years, the number of people who have proposed to Miss Qian has almost worn down the threshold of the General's Mansion, but Miss Qian has not been interested in any of them. However, this year's top scholar has proposed to her several times and has been persistent."

　　Murong Yin hadn't even had a chance to breathe a sigh of relief before his heart started racing again.

　　It turns out that the newly appointed top scholar encountered some bad guys when he went out. The weak and pale-faced scholar almost lost his life, but was saved by Qian Jiaojiao who happened to be passing by.

　　Because of this rescue, the top scholar fell in love with Qian Jiaojiao at first sight and went to propose to her. Even though he was rejected, he persisted.

　　"Jiaojiao would never be with that top scholar," Murong Yin said sourly, and headed out of the house towards the General's Mansion.

　　-

　　When Qian Jiaojiao learned that Murong Yin was requesting an audience, she was reading the love poem that the top scholar had written for her. Looking at the line "One life, one love, one pair of lovers," her pretty face showed a thoughtful expression.

　　This top scholar wrote a love letter every three days, he was really persistent, and he didn't give up even though she didn't respond.

　　Murong Yin's arrival did not surprise Qian Jiaojiao.

　　"Let him in." He handed the so-called love letter to the maid and told her to put it away.

　　Seeing the young man approaching quickly from afar, Qian Jiaojiao felt conflicted. It was time for things to come to an end between her and Murong Yin.

　　The servant and maid stood a little further away, leaving space for the two of them to be alone.

　　As soon as Qian Jiaojiao looked up, she met Murong Yin's burning and deep eyes, which seemed to captivate her soul.

　　Qian Jiaojiao's heart skipped a beat.

　　"Jiaojiao." Murong Yin stared greedily at Qian Jiaojiao for a long time, suppressing the urge to hug her, and it took him a long time to find his voice.

　　"May I ask what brings the Third Prince here today?"

　　"Jiaojiao, I understand." Murong Yin suddenly said excitedly.

　　Qian Jiaojiao looked at him with a puzzled expression.

　　Murong Yin finally couldn't restrain himself and stepped forward to hold Qian Jiaojiao's hand: "Jiaojiao, I understand. You don't dislike me. You actually have feelings for me, right?

　　You only rejected me because of my status as a prince, because you didn't want to share your husband with other women, right? That's why you were so cold to me every time I didn't object to having multiple wives and concubines before."

　　Qian Jiaojiao stared at him blankly, momentarily forgetting to pull her hand away, and asked in return, "What is the Third Prince trying to say?"

　　Murong Yin's gaze was intense, filled with devotion and earnestness: "Jiaojiao, if I can give you what you want, would you be willing to be with me? I mean, if I don't want concubines, mistresses, or other wives, and only want you as my princess consort, would you be willing to be with me?"

　　Qian Jiaojiao's heart was stirred at that moment. For a split second, she opened her mouth to agree, but as soon as the words were on the tip of her tongue, reason pulled her back.

　　After a long silence, just when Murong Yin was about to despair, Qian Jiaojiao said, "Murong Yin, let me tell you clearly, what I, Qian Jiaojiao, want is for my husband to have only me as his wife for the rest of his life, and for his body and soul to belong completely to me alone.

　　If you can do that, I'm willing to give you a chance."

　　"Really?" Murong Yin's previously dim eyes suddenly lit up, and he couldn't help but hug Qian Jiaojiao, as happy as a child who had received candy.

　　"Jiaojiao, I'm so happy, so very happy. Don't worry, I will do it."

　　Qian Jiaojiao did not struggle.

　　She had feelings for Murong Yin. For the past two years, she had been picky about marriage, partly because she hadn't met the right person, and partly because... she would occasionally think of what he said when he left two years ago. He said that when he returned from his expedition and achieved great success, he would come to ask her for marriage.

　　After receiving confirmation from Qian Jiaojiao, Murong Yin immediately went to the palace to see Consort Lan.

　　Two years ago, Consort Lan originally planned to find a wife and concubine for Murong Yin, but before they could be decided, Murong Yin volunteered to go to the front line, which infuriated Consort Lan.

　　Now that her son has finally returned safely, Consort Lan's thoughts have started to stir again.

　　As soon as Murong Yin entered the palace, she immediately mentioned to him, with great interest, the young lady from a prominent family whom she had her eye on.

　　But then she suddenly saw Murong Yin kneeling on the ground, which startled her.

　　"Yin'er, what are you doing?"

　　“Mother, I do not want to marry any other woman. I like Qian Jiaojiao from General Qian Zheng’s family, and I want to marry her as my princess consort.”

　　Consort Lan thought it was something serious, but she never expected it was about this.

　　However, Qian Jiaojiao... was not even on her radar.

　　Qian Jiaojiao is quite beautiful, but I've heard she's spoiled and arrogant. Although she's General Qian's only daughter, she's only a concubine's daughter. Moreover, Qian Zheng has already retired from the previous dynasty, and the general's mansion has long since fallen into decline.

　　Consort Lan wanted to marry her son a virtuous and talented daughter-in-law from a powerful family.

　　She wanted to refuse, but seeing the expectant look on her son's face, she knew that he had Qian Jiaojiao in his heart.

　　No one knew her son's stubbornness better than she did.

　　"You can have Qian Jiaojiao if you want, but at most she can be a concubine."

　　"No, Your Majesty, I want to marry Jiaojiao as my Crown Princess. She will be my only wife for the rest of my life. I will not take any concubines or secondary wives."

　　"I disagree." Almost as soon as he finished speaking, Consort Lan spoke up in denial, so angry that she even forgot to refer to herself.

　　"How can a prince, of noble birth, marry only one woman, especially one whose family has no influence in the court? Yin'er, do you remember your ideals?"

　　Murong Yin remained unmoved, his back straight: "Your subject remembers, but this does not hinder my marriage to Jiaojiao. What your subject desires, I will strive for with my own abilities."

　　"You, you..." Seeing that Murong Yin was still stubborn, Consort Lan was so angry that she almost fainted.

　　"No matter what, I will not agree to you marrying only Qian Jiaojiao."

　　"Your subject only wants Qian Jiaojiao in this life."

　　After saying this, Murong Yin turned and left.

　　"Unfilial son."

　　With a loud crash, the teacup was smashed to the ground by Consort Lan.

　　She held her throbbing forehead for a long time before slowly letting go. Her eyes narrowed, as if she were plotting something.

　　She would never let her only son continue down this path of debauchery.

　　-

　　"Miss, the Third Prince requests your presence at Phoenix Tower. He has urgent business with you," a maidservant rushed in from the General's Mansion.

　　Qian Jiaojiao, unsuspecting, changed her clothes and headed to Phoenix Tower.

　　"Miss Qian, you can't go in." She had just arrived at the private room of Phoenix Restaurant and hadn't even entered when she was anxiously stopped by someone.

　　She remembered this person; he was Murong Yin's personal servant.

　　"Your third prince invited me over, but now you won't let me in. What's the reason for this?" Qian Jiaojiao's expression was cold, especially when she heard some strange sounds coming from the private room, her heart sank.

　　"No, our master didn't invite you," the servant scratched his head in denial, but then felt that whatever he said would be wrong.

　　"You two, hold him back."

　　After having her maid restrain the servant, Qian Jiaojiao kicked the door open.

　　She stepped inside. Inside, there were sounds of men and women breathing heavily, and the air smelled of musk.

　　When she reached the window and saw the naked man and woman intertwined clearly, Qian Jiaojiao's hands and feet turned ice-cold, and her heart sank completely.

　　At that moment, the man seemed to notice her gaze and subconsciously turned his head to look.

　　His muddled mind gradually cleared, and when he saw that it was Qian Jiaojiao standing in front of him, his whole body stiffened and turned ice-cold. Murong Yin's heart was in unprecedented panic: "Jiaojiao..."

　　Qian Jiaojiao had already turned away without expression and left.

　　"Jiaojiao..."

　　"Third Prince, Third Prince..."

　　-

　　Two things happened in the capital.

　　One thing is that the Third Prince, who is already quite old, has finally gotten engaged to the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue.

　　One was Qian Jiaojiao, the daughter of a general's family who was also not young. After being moved by the persistent pursuit of the newly appointed top scholar, she finally agreed to his marriage proposal.

　　"Miss, the Third Prince requests an audience."

　　"I will not see him, neither the Third Prince nor anyone related to him," Qian Jiaojiao said calmly, her face expressionless, seemingly neither sad nor happy.

　　"yes."

　　Murong Yin lingered outside the General's Mansion countless times, but he still couldn't see Qian Jiaojiao.

　　He never imagined that his mother would scheme against him like that, drugging him and making him have a relationship with the legitimate daughter of the Minister of Revenue, and even specially inviting Qian Jiaojiao to see.

　　No one knows what he felt when he saw Qian Jiaojiao that day. When he saw her expressionless face and her back as she turned away without hesitation, it felt as if his heart had been ripped out and his soul had been emptied in an instant.

　　In that instant, his world crumbled. A voice inside him told him that after he touched that woman, whether passively or actively, it was impossible for him and Jiaojiao to be together again.

　　Sure enough, he never saw Qian Jiaojiao again, and not long after, he heard that the young lady of the General's Mansion had accepted the marriage proposal of the newly appointed top scholar.

　　Murong Yin panicked and was at a loss.

　　Qian Jiaojiao never expected that Murong Yin would be so persistent as to climb over the wall and come in.

　　The moment she saw him, Qian Jiaojiao turned and left without hesitation.

　　"Jiaojiao, don't go. Let's talk this out, okay? That day wasn't my intention. I didn't want to touch that woman. It was my mother. My mother drugged me..."

　　"Third Prince, I don't want to discuss the facts with you. That's your business. If there's nothing else, please leave," Qian Jiaojiao interrupted him calmly.

　　Murong Yin felt as if a knife was cutting into his heart when he saw her complete aloofness and indifference.

　　"Jiaojiao, please don't be so cold to me, I..." Murong Yin panicked and was scared. For the first time in his life, his eyes reddened.

　　"Third Prince, I have said before that what I, Qian Jiaojiao, want is a husband whose body and heart belong to me. So whether you touched that woman willingly or unwillingly, it is no longer possible for us. I am about to get married, and the Third Prince is also going to take a concubine. Please do not come here again in the future, so as not to be seen and gossiped about."

　　"I'm not afraid of what others will say."

　　“But I’m afraid,” Qian Jiaojiao said, each word distinct and ruthless. “I don’t want my future husband to misunderstand.”

　　After saying that, Qian Jiaojiao pried open Murong Yin's hand, which was tightly gripping hers, and turned to leave.

　　Murong Yin tried to persuade her to stay, but Qian Jiaojiao slapped him without hesitation. "Third Prince, give up. There's no possibility for us anymore. Let's each find our own happiness in the future. Perhaps you don't need me."

　　Qian Jiaojiao left, leaving Murong Yin standing there.

　　Tears streamed down Murong Yin's face as he wept bitterly, as if the whole world had abandoned him.

　　Qian Jiaojiao left step by step, her steps firm.

　　Aunt Xiao took all of this in and embraced her daughter, who was also shedding tears.

　　"Jiaojiao, if you like him, you can..."

　　Before Aunt Xiao could finish speaking, Qian Jiaojiao interrupted her, "Aunt, there's no possibility between him and me."

　　It's impossible now, and it's impossible in the future.

　　Once she gets married, she will give her body and soul to the husband who will give himself and his body to her.

　　Qian Jiaojiao eventually married the top scholar.

　　After Qian Jiaojiao got married, Murong Yin also took the daughter of the Minister of Revenue as a concubine.

　　Afterwards, Murong Yin ascended the throne.

　　That top scholar was a man of strategy and ability. It is said that he was highly regarded by Emperor Murong Yin and rose through the ranks, eventually becoming the Grand Secretary. He and his wife Qian Jiaojiao were a loving couple throughout their lives. They had no concubines and had two sons and a daughter. Their eldest son married the daughter of General Meng Xiangbei.

　　Since ascending the throne, Murong Yin has worked diligently and conscientiously, becoming a wise ruler. However, he never held the position of empress throughout his life. He had countless concubines in the palace and fathered several princes and princesses, but in the end, the crown prince was adopted from a member of the imperial clan.

　　The highest-ranking concubine, the daughter of the former Minister of Revenue, spent her entire life in the harem in a position of great power, yet the emperor never stepped into her palace.

　　As Consort Lan lay dying, she kept repeating: "I'm sorry, my son, I'm so sorry..."

　　From the day she plotted against him, she never saw her son smile again. He did become emperor through his own abilities, but he was like a walking corpse.

　　He was busy with state affairs day and night, seemingly torturing his body as if he were abusing himself. In the end, this wise ruler died even earlier than his own mother.

　　-

　　After Qiao Qingjun's death, Meng Xiangbei returned to the underworld and put away the dream that belonged to Qiao Qingjun and An Ge'er.

　　Turning around, he saw a ghostly figure gradually dissipating, and Meng Xiangbei immediately froze on the spot.

　　That's An ge'er.

　　"Nightmare Beast, thank you for weaving such a beautiful dream. My father and I both love it. If one of us has to have our soul dissipate, then let it be me. My father has suffered too much. He should be reincarnated and have a happy next life."

　　The one-year-old's face showed a maturity beyond his years, and even his voice was still childish, which inexplicably made people feel sorry for him.

　　Finally, he took the hand of Qiao Qingjun, whose mind was gradually clearing, and said, "Father, An ge'er is cured and has grown up happily."

　　"An ge'er, An ge'er..." Qiao Qingjun murmured An ge'er's name, his eyes becoming completely clear.

　　"An ge'er".

　　He wanted to hold An ge'er in his arms, but An ge'er's frail soul could no longer touch him.

　　"I'm so happy to be Daddy's child. Daddy promises me that we'll always be happy, okay?"

　　Qiao Qingjun wept, but because he was in spirit form, he couldn't shed a single tear. He nodded sadly.

　　"Let An ge'er call out one last time."

　　"Father..."

　　As the last childish yet intense cry faded away, that small figure vanished...

　　This world has ended.

　　Author's Note: I have a feeling I'm about to receive a knife (a type of razor blade) from the mail, what should I do? *shivers* . Thank you to all the little angels who voted for me or watered my plants between 2020-03-07 17:38:33 and 2020-03-08 18:44:13!

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