Lanhuadis 22

After Ning Ren fainted, he actually had been having all kinds of dreams.

He knew clearly that he was in a dream, because only when he was dreaming could he see these colors that he could not see normally.

He just didn't want to wake up.

In his dreams, he still thought of the chaotic city, the place he found most difficult to leave.

He turned into a ghost, and watched the stars with Asulin and another him who was held by Asulin.

Looking at it from Apia's third-party perspective, Ning Ren discovered that when he was looking at the stars, his father was actually looking at him most of the time.

He floated in front of Asulin, but Asulin couldn't see him.

He looked at the stars in the sky and always felt that they were not as bright and dazzling as when Asulin held him in his arms.

Ning Ren was a little angry and hit Asulin's forehead with his head. After hitting him twice, he pouted and blew on him gently.

At first, he tried to attract Asulin's attention like this, but soon he became quiet and acted like a ghost, sticking close to him.

When Asulin pinched his shoulders to handle official business, he would walk away with a guilty conscience.

He followed him on the way to the clan school for the first time, and saw that Asulin was actually paying attention to him. His cold and indifferent eyes would occasionally glance at his feet to see if there were any stones in front.

He watched him being called to the school for the first time, and on the way back, Asulin patiently explained to him the topic of "courage".

He watched him learn to write for the first time. When Asulin held his too-small hand, an expression of discomfort flashed across his face, and he used even less force.

He watched himself fall asleep with his head on the table.

He saw Asulin pick him up, and then looked at the painting he had casually drawn and accidentally stained with saliva with some disgust.

There was a picture of him and his father on it.

He thought his father, who was a germaphobe, would throw the painting away, but Asulin only looked disdainful for a moment, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, flicked his forehead, showed him a very gentle look, and said: "Grow up well, A Ren."

Asulin put the painting at the innermost part of the drawer.

Then, under the soft light of the night pearl, she clumsily imitated the handwriting of a beginner, wrote the second big character sheet that Jeremy's teacher punished him with, and stuffed it into the big cloth bag he used to go to school.

Ning Ren then realized that there has never been any god of homework.

Actually, it was his father who wrote the homework for him.

He tried to pick up the pen and write "A Ren" and "Go Home" on the paper, but he couldn't lift it no matter what. He could only pretend to be a ghost and write these four words on A Sulin's body, hoping that he would feel it.

Finally he got tired and gave up.

He couldn't stop crying at the beginning and cried his heart out. From an outsider's perspective, he could clearly see that his dad was really trying hard to be a good father.

He saw Asulin worried about preparing for the cub breeding license exam, and saw him secretly hiding in a corner crying because of his blood knot, and then going back to hide after crying to wait for his eyes to go down. He looked so calm and funny in his embarrassment.

The ghost version of Ning Ren wanted to laugh, but as he laughed, he began to feel uncomfortable.

He was like a passer-by browsing the memories of the past. If he could go back to the past, he would be more sensible and make Asulin less worried.

If only there were no crack in the sky, he could let his stinky dad see what he would look like when he grows up.

The time in the dream passed slowly and quickly. Ning Ren counted carefully and found that he had only been in the City of Chaos for about three years.

He looked at his past self, wearing "armor", singing "war songs", and being sucked into the crack in the sky. He also saw Asulin's breathing stop at that moment and his unconcealable fear.

Ning Ren kept comforting him. Even though he knew that Asulin couldn't hear or see, he still reached out his hand and wanted to wipe his father's tears.

As a ghost, he accompanied Asulin for the three days before his body disappeared.

He watched Asulin stay awake for three days, watched the light in his father's eyes dim little by little, watched Asulin holding him as he walked in the heavy snow during the Lantern Festival, and watched the clansmen all over the city set off fireworks to see him off, all because he said the word "lively".

He looked at Asulin sitting on the top of the city wall, and the dawn was slowly rising in the east.

He looked at the tear of blood in the corner of his stinky father's eye, and watched his body disappear in Asulin's arms...

Ning Ren's voice was hoarse. He said sorry many times. He was sorry, Dad, he shouldn't have said that he would come back. He was sorry, he was so reckless and ignorant, and made you sad. He was sorry...

Death is more than just fear.

It is also a kind of cruelty that cannot be compensated for the living.

He left this cruelty to Asulin in such an innocent manner.

-

As the coma time increased, the cub's condition became worse and worse.

To make matters worse, the so-called "dangerous period" after eating the eggshell also comes. Without the nourishment of the special substances in the original eggshell, the body occasionally starts to have a fever. Once the fever comes, the cubs can no longer eat or drink water, and their breathing becomes weaker and weaker.

All the famous doctors in Lanhuadis have come. At the beginning, there were only a few doctors left in the castle who had solutions, but later there was none left, and finally Dr. Jian Yang was pulled in to make up the numbers.

It was the first case in history that their entire tribe had ever encountered such a weak cub.

In order to avoid being recognized, Xierting hid himself, but Dr. Jian Yang recognized the cub and was almost shocked.

The cub that the cicada boss stole turned out to be the Herbert family's child! And the youngest offspring of the late king?!

Isn't this just a joke? Now that the little prince is dying, it must be related to that lawless bastard!

He was sweating profusely while conducting the examination, and the conclusion he came to was not much different from that of other doctors.

Although he had already sentenced the cub to death in his heart, for the sake of his own life, he certainly could not say it so decisively.

Doctor Jian Yang: "Although he can't eat, his skin should be able to absorb some energy. See if you can find some nourishing medicine and soak him in warm water... Then talk to him from time to time. His consciousness is deeply disoriented, so you have to wake him up."

Wendoline: "Thank you very much. Please go down and rest."

Doctor Jianyang was surprised and flattered by Wen Duolin's approachable attitude. This was the highest-ranking prince in Lanhuadis... He hurried down without mentioning the young prince's appearance in Kongchan. After all, if he did, he would most likely not survive.

Carlos walked up to Wendoline, his face as pale as paper, "Eldest sister, help me suppress it again."

His hidden injury would relapse on the night of the full moon. Last time, in order for Xiaoqi to spread his wings, Wen Duolin helped him to suppress the hidden injury. This time, the full moon came again in a blink of an eye.

Wen Duolin: "This is the second time. I brought you medicine to treat hidden injuries. You can use it now. Xiaoqi will be in our care."

Carlos shook his head: "Sister, I'm worried."

Wendoline looked at him with a stern face for a moment, and finally her heart softened. She raised her hand and pressed it on Carlos' heart, temporarily suppressing the hidden injury that was about to recur.

"Xiao Liu, go get Xiao Qi's bathtub." Carlos's complexion improved visibly and he ordered.

Gamimi quickly took it.

Carlos stripped the cub naked and placed it in the tub. Wendoline watched his actions and vaguely guessed what he was going to do. "Second brother, you want to..."

Dorothea: "I see."

Carmi: "That's a solution."

Wendoline: "It can be implemented."

Xilting: “???”

He patted the back of Jia Mimi's head and said, "What's the solution? You just got here and you're talking nonsense."

Jia Mimi groaned, "Just give Xiao Qi pure, unadulterated heart blood. If one person bleeds Xiao Qi, he'll die. The five of us must do it together."

Xierting looked at her eldest sister: "Is that so?"

Wendoline & Dorothea were puzzled: "Otherwise?"

Xilting: "..."

Sometimes, he always feels like he doesn't fit in with this family.

If he and his brother Xiercheng had not crawled out of the same eggshell and had not had a blood connection with his elder sister, he would really have thought that he was a child picked up from outside the family.

The blood of the heart can regenerate, and it is normal to lose five or six drops at a time, but a large amount lost in a short period of time will cause physical weakness and drowsiness. In severe cases, it will lead to a decline in strength and damage lifespan.

Even if the five of them worked together to fill the tub with heart blood and completely immerse the cub, it would still be difficult.

Wendoline dropped the first drop, Carlos the second, Sylvia the third, Dorothea the fourth, and Carmichael the fifth...

The palm-sized cub was sleeping soundly in the bathtub. A blood-red flower bloomed on its clean white body, followed by two, three... and a shallow layer of flowers gathered at the bottom of the bathtub.

Slowly, the heart blood dripping from the fingertips spread from the cub's ankles to the waist and then over the chest.

The long black hair floated in the fragrant blood, like a winding guardian snake, exuding a strange evil aura.

The pair of white wings on the back were also soaked in blood.

The cub's face is tender and clean, with thick black eyelashes, and its sleeping posture is peaceful and stable, like a holy child born in blood and evil.

They called out in their hearts.

Come back.

The sticky blood seemed like a bond, turning into a soul-entangling red that seeped into the cub's dreams.

-

The time in the dream was still at the moment when Ning Ren's body disappeared.

The blood line of the blood source knot on Asulin’s chest appeared, and then disappeared.

He stared at the disappearing stars in a daze.

Apia Ningren frantically pulled at Asulin's chest, trying to grab the disappearing blood line and put it back.

But after the blood line disappeared, he seemed to have lost the ability to follow Asulin as a ghost, and his body was drifting away.

A large net woven of six blood lines appeared in the sky, five of which were solid, bright and powerful, while the other one was virtual, dim and looming.

These six blood lines lingered gently around him, silently urging him to go to another place.

Ning Ren didn't want to leave, so he gritted his teeth and held on.

Suddenly, the words rang out in his mind again -

"Grow up well, A Ren." Let me see what you will look like when you grow up.

When Dad decided to sacrifice himself to seal the crack in the sky, the way I occasionally looked at him was like I was imagining what he would look like when he grew up.

He is now Lan Huadis, and has become Errigalan. Dad said that he had met Errigalan before.

He and his father will have a chance to meet again.

That’s right…

Lan Huadis.

Ning Ren looked hesitantly at the red lines swirling around him, then gently reached out his hand and touched them.

First it was Carlos's, the memory of the second brother who took care of him, then it was the eldest sister, the fifth sister, the fourth brother... and the sixth brother whom he had never met.

And a strange and weak breath. In the memory of this breath, he was still an egg.

The memories of just over a month and the daily interactions with these unreliable brothers and sisters slowly flowed into his heart.

Ning Ren's expression gradually became firm, and he grasped the blood lines that were trying to pull him back.

Lan Huadis will find a way to make money from the rift in the sky that will appear in the future, and let the live broadcast mall solve it.

As long as... as long as he doesn't spread his wings, as long as he finds other ways to suppress the arrival of the sky crack, or uses other methods to solve it in advance, he can change history.

He can try his best to survive, grow up, meet Asulin, and at the same time prevent his brothers and sisters from experiencing the sadness again.