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Qin Diao sighed, tears welling up in his eyes. "I've let this family down. My children and grandchildren are all gone, and I have no reason to live anymore."

My old friend, I'll leave the rest of my life to you. I was the one who planted you, and now I want you to accompany me on my final journey.

The leaves rustled even though there was no wind. "Hehe, looks like you're quite reluctant to part with me. Ah, there's nothing to be reluctant about. That's just how life is."

I enjoyed all the blessings of my youth. Perhaps even God didn't want me to live too comfortably, so He made me taste the bitterness of life. I've had enough. This life has no hope. I'm just an old woman now, with no family left. I've truly had enough of living.

Qin Diao patted the tree trunk, "I'm not going to say anything more. Don't be sad. I'm going there now. Maybe I'll be enjoying some good life."

Qin Diao chose the best spot he felt he had, and with all his might, threw the knotted end of the rope up into the air. The rope passed through the branches of the tree and fell down from the other end.

The old woman moved over several large stones, stacked them, and stood on them. She untied the knot in the rope, tied the two ends tightly together, and finally, without hesitation, put the rope around her neck.

With a push of her feet, the already unstable pile of stones crumbled and fell. Qin Diao released her grip, awaiting death. Images of her life from childhood flashed rapidly through her mind, and even as she struggled to breathe, two streams of tears still slid down her cheeks.

This was the scene that Tang Yue witnessed when she arrived. Ignoring everything else, she unleashed her spiritual energy like a knife towards the rope, and floated towards the old woman.

In the last moments before her death, Qin Diao felt as if she could breathe again. She thought it must be her imagination. It seemed that death wasn't so bad after all; in fact, she felt much more comfortable now than when she was about to die.

She felt her body sink slightly, then seemed to lie on something soft. Tang Yue used her spiritual power to pull the old lady to the ground. As her body settled firmly on the ground, Qin Diao vaguely felt the bed harden again. Then she lost consciousness.

A stream of sweet dew, like a clear spring, flowed into his body. In an instant, Qin Diao felt as if his parched body had been infused with energy, and he slowly opened his eyes.

What came into view was a delicate, doll-like face, with a pair of large, blinking eyes staring at her. Qin Diao felt these eyes were familiar, but she had never seen them before.

Hmm, such a beautiful little person could only exist in heaven. But, does Qin Diao deserve to be in heaven? She shook her head.

"Grandma Qin, you're not afraid of death, so why are you afraid of living?"

Qin Diao frowned. That voice? She felt like she'd heard it somewhere before.

Slowly sitting up, Qin Diao carefully examined the little girl in front of him. Tang Yue naturally knew what she was looking at. When they first met, Tang Yue had used illusion magic, but now, what Tang Yue was showing Qin Diao was the real her.

"Grandma Qin, we just met on the street, and you even helped us."

Qin Diao suddenly remembered, and her first reaction was, she hadn't died? But Qin Diao wasn't happy. "Little girl, you shouldn't have saved me."

Tang Yue smiled at her, "Grandma Qin, we should leave here now. Someone should be coming back soon."

Qin Diao knew that this little girl would definitely not let her die again today. The feeling she just experienced was not pleasant either, and in short, she did not want to experience it a second time anytime soon.

She wondered if it was just her imagination, but she felt like she had died once, and her body seemed even better than before.

Tang Yue pulled Qin Diao's hand as they wandered through the courtyard. Qin Diao was a little worried; the courtyards were interconnected, and she never knew who might suddenly appear. She herself didn't care; she didn't care what those people did to her, she would accept whatever they did to her. But this little girl was different.

"Girl, we..."

"Hehe, Grandma Qin, don't worry, there's no one around. Let's hurry up, we'll be out in a bit."

Qin Diao could only speed up. After leaving the mansion, Qin Diao looked back and saw that Tang Yue had not removed the bruises on Qin Diao's neck.

The two stopped in an open space. Qin Diao looked at the little girl who was still holding his hand and said, "Little girl, I won't thank you."

"Grandma Qin, only when you are alive can you see how those who once bullied you are punished."

A flicker of shock appeared in Qin Diao's eyes, but it was only for a moment before she laughed self-deprecatingly.

"Girl, that day will never come. The world has changed."

Tang Yue didn't really understand this era. She came from an era where the strong were respected. Here, people who clearly didn't have any real skills could still dominate a region, which she sometimes couldn't comprehend.

However, she has a family to support, and her parents approve of the place, so she can only gradually adapt to the rules here on her own.

Tang Yue thought for a moment, "Grandma Qin, I really feel like this place is like a sick person. You see, when a child is sick, there's always a day when they get better. So why don't you wait and see?"

Qin Diao found Tang Yue's argument quite novel and thought it was plausible. But what good would it do?

She chuckled self-deprecatingly, "Little girl, you don't understand. Actually, even if it gets better, I don't have any expectations. In this world, the thing I fear most is being alone."

Tang Yue instantly felt the same way. Wasn't she the same? The reason she was willing to give everything to be good to her family was because she was afraid of living alone in her previous life.

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