You killed him!

As Bai Juntang completely vanished, Yan Yunqing remembered everything. Why had he experienced those lifetimes? Bai Juntang was imprisoned in the abyss because of him, forced to commit murder in the abyss. Even so, he risked his own life to protect him. And he was the reason for Bai Juntang's sins. He returned clean, yet he still died. He looked at the place where Mu Siyan had vanished. He thought Mu Siyan might still have some hope of survival, but he didn't want him to live anymore. A god tainted by selfish desires, who burdened others with sins, would never have the day to become a god again!

Because of the fall of the gods, the Heavenly Dao gave birth to another boy. For Yan Yunqing, it was not him. Yan Yunqing raised the boy and granted him authority, and then he came to the mortal world. However, it was the real mortal world, not the small world that Bai Juntang created for him to heal his injuries. But traces of their existence could still be found. The little prince would often come down to the mortal world to accompany him. For the little prince, his father who raised him was too tiring. He had little interest in doing anything. Sometimes, when he looked at him, it was as if he was seeing the figure of an old friend through him. He only liked the mortal world.

Yan Yunqing sat on the rooftop, gazing at the starry sky. "I've heard mortals say that the dead become stars, accompanying their loved ones. Looking at this sky, so many stars, not one resembles you. If you hadn't chosen to come with me, would you be doing well in the mortal world? Would you be like them, married with children, growing old together..."

Hearing that Yan Yunqing had been living among mortals, You Zeqing made a special trip to find him. Yan Yunqing wasn't particularly welcoming. "I'm here to deliver a gift and offer some advice. He has your heart and soul, but you've always treated him like Mu Siyan. People have feelings; he said he'd let go, but he's given up everything. I've never seen anyone so foolish, and you're completely oblivious to him!" Yan Yunqing took the gift, instinctively wanting to deny it, but the words caught in his throat as he remembered the small world, and he fell silent.

“所以，如果你不喜欢他，你不用在这摆一张爱惨他的样子，你不要跟我说，你又没让他救这句话，不然我真的对你出手！他救你，义无反顾，他也不求你回报什么，所以请你以后活成他所期望的样子，起码觉得他没白救！”宴云清握紧拳头，一字不吭，游泽清说完，也不管他了，气的想揍人，那个又不能揍！糟心

After You Zeqing left, Yan Yunqing took out the things You Zeqing had given him: one was "Flowing Light," and the other was the key to the three spaces. Yan Yunqing's eyes reddened. Beside them was a line of small words: "Waiting for your return, for the time of our reunion." A tear slid down his face. The next second, a gentle breeze came, "Your Highness, don't cry, it hurts my heart!" Yan Yunqing was stunned, as if sensing something. He looked up in the direction the wind was blowing, but saw nothing. Then he mocked himself for hallucinating.

Sensing that there was something sealed inside the two, he used magic to open them, and found a trace of Bai Juntang's divine consciousness. After he saw the divine consciousness, it dissipated, and then a line of words appeared: "You have returned, my wish has been fulfilled."

From initial excitement to despair at losing consciousness, Yan Yunqing gripped the key with trembling hands. "Are you blaming me? You probably are! You wouldn't even let me save you."

He opened the key array and entered those worlds, where he met many people, including Bai Juntang disguised as Su Jinxi. He witnessed the bloodshed at the Su residence, watched him wait in vain, saw what had happened, and heard later generations recount how Su Jinxi had died from a qi deviation. Some even claimed to have seen Su Jinxi's hair turn from black to white in less than a year. Only Yan Yunqing knew why this had happened. Standing as an observer in the small world, he realized that he had never truly cared for him, never truly understood him, and yet he had protected him time and time again, even at the cost of his own soul. In the last world, when he was covered in wounds trying to break through the barrier set up by Mu Siyan, he didn't care and was still concerned about whether he was safe.

Watching Bai Juntang repeatedly make mistakes, and seeing him stained with blood and karmic debts, he still stepped forward with heartache, "Do you regret it? Is it really worth going to such lengths for someone who doesn't even see you?" Bai Juntang's answer was: "Even if he sees me as Mu Siyan, at least he truly sees me now, doesn't he? Even though I'm wearing someone else's identity and face, at least I can stand shoulder to shoulder with him, and that's enough! You can say I'm a spy, but I knew him long before Mu Siyan. Mu Siyan was the one who stole my identity and face, but he can stand beside the light, while I can no longer do that. So I created this world, firstly to protect him, and secondly to gamble on whether he could recognize the difference between me and Mu Siyan. Unfortunately, I was wrong, but I don't regret it. As long as he lives, lives more freely than anyone else, it's all worth it!"

Because of these words, he explored his past with Bai Juntang and finally understood the truth. But what good did understanding do? Things had changed, and all that remained was an unyielding resentment. Yan Yunqing traveled far and wide, witnessing countless partings and deaths, yet he still could not forget that old friend.

What I despise is people's hypocrisy, but you have to imitate their faces. I can't adapt to it. I don't know if it's people or their thoughts, I can't say for sure... so much so that I'm a weirdo among my peers! Later, when I grew up, I realized that all the pressure and burdens were on my parents. I started to become like them, just to fit in and to protect my family and the people I care about from harm.

Life was bleak and colorless until you appeared, bringing unprecedented light. We walked in the darkness, becoming each other's illumination—not the dazzling sunlight, nor the gentle moonlight, but like stars, guiding our way forward. On the path of growth, we may feel lost, unsure of where to go, and sometimes our motivation may be washed away by life. No matter what, hold onto your original aspirations and persevere to the end. These are the words you said to me. From that moment, I knew you were my only god, the only god who made me want to live well. And I hope that next time we meet, we can stand side by side!

Life has no end, and there is no turning back. The only thing that remains is your unchanging original aspiration. We will always grow, it's just that time will pass...

Alright~ This book has come to an end. Thank you for reading.