Chapter 110 Finale The progress bar on the screen will soon...

it's over.

Young lawyer An sat in front of his computer, took a deep breath, and finally pressed the "Enter" key. The progress bar on the screen quickly ran to the end, indicating that the upload was successful.

"Your report has been accepted. We will contact you as soon as possible after verification."

An Rao looked at the words on the screen, smiled and turned off the computer. There was no one else working in the entire law firm. An Rao stood up and looked around, then turned off the lights and walked towards the elevator in the dark. He was no longer afraid of the darkness, because the prying eyes had disappeared.

An Rao walked to the door of the small rental house he lived in, took out the key and opened the door, but the room was still pitch black.

An Rao put down his bag and shouted into the dark and cold room, "I'm back."

After waiting quietly for a while, I slowly turned on the lights and changed my shoes.

The small rental house was clean and tidy, with a pair of slippers, a cup, a toothbrush, and a towel, and no signs of any other people living here.

A few days later, the police came to the law firm and took Attorney Wang away in front of everyone. A few days later, the shocking Paradise Island case broke out, and the news that Wei Ran, the mysterious businessman, was arrested topped the Weibo hot search list for three days before it dropped.

After Wei Ran was arrested, Paradise Island collapsed completely, and all the bigwigs from all walks of life were implicated, making it the biggest anti-corruption news in the entertainment industry.

"Noodles are here!" A bowl of noodles was placed in front of him. An Rao put down his phone, thanked the boss who brought him the noodles, and then picked up the bowl in front of him to start eating noodles. He had a small appetite, and a bowl of noodles was enough for him at noon in the CBD where every inch of land is valuable. Fortunately, the owner of the noodle shop was nice to him. The noodle soup was light and the noodles were chewy. The small restaurant was clean and tidy, and it was a good place to find a meal at noon.

Although he started eating, his eyes were still fixed on the phone on the table. Wei Ran was arrested, so what about Su Ming? There is no star named Su Ming in this world, so what about the high school student named Su Ming? Is he okay? The college entrance examination is coming soon, and I don't know how he is reviewing.

How ridiculous! An Rao laughed at himself for being such a worrywart. He couldn't even protect the person he loved the most and yet he was still thinking about others.

"Here's a piece of news. The world's highest-level mathematics competition has concluded in the United States. Su Ming, a 17-year-old contestant from China Painting City, won the championship and became the first Chinese to win a gold medal in this competition!"

An Rao raised his head suddenly and stared at the TV screen. Soon, the childish face appeared on the screen. The familiar Su Ming appeared in front of him. The genius boy scratched his head stupidly and said, "I didn't think too much about it. The reason why I came to participate was very simple. I thought that this competition was so important, and I should be able to be on TV if I won the prize. I went on TV mainly to find someone."

Suddenly, Su Ming's expression on TV became serious and anxious. He stared at the camera closely, and his seriousness was accompanied by the shyness and nervousness of a teenager. "The person I'm looking for is An Rao, a lawyer. Boss, if you see this news, can you please contact me? My name is Su Ming, and I'm a student in Class 3, Grade 3 of Huacheng No. 1 Middle School. I...I hope everything is going well for you!"

"Plop." The chopsticks in An Rao's hand fell to the ground.

An Rao chose to meet Su Ming after finishing the last exam of the college entrance examination. Amid the bustling crowd of anxious parents of candidates, An Rao stared at the school gate with a calm face. What he didn't know was that there was another old friend standing in the crowd.

"Lawyer An." Shi Yirou still remembered that An Rao hated physical contact with others, so she just called him after walking closer.

An Rao looked back in surprise. Shi Yirou in the real world was pretty and gentle, but there was a hint of melancholy between her brows.

"Yirou!" An Rao asked in surprise, "Long time no see, how are you doing recently?"

"Fortunately," Shi Yirou nodded, the summer breeze blowing her long hair and gently brushing her face, "Zhang Yong died, right in front of me. A large truck lost control and hit him right as he was walking next to me."

“Well,” An Rao sighed slightly, “I knew that Tan Yang killed him in the amusement park, so in the real world, he will die too.”

"Yes, I had expected this result a long time ago, so I'm not very sad. It's just that his parents can't accept it no matter what. The two old people are still in pain now."

"Boss! Sister Yirou!" Before the two of them finished sighing, they heard a loud and surprised voice not far away, and a half-grown boy jumped in front of them, "It's really you!"

After saying that, he took one of them by the hand and said, "Let's go to the dessert shop to talk!"

"Hey, didn't your parents come to pick you up?" Shi Yirou looked towards the crowd.

"No," Su Ming said nonchalantly, "I'm just taking the test for fun. I already got the acceptance letter! So it's just for fun. My parents don't care."

"Tsk tsk, look at what this academic genius said...it's simply outrageous!" An Rao smiled and knocked on Su Ming's head.

Su Ming shrank his head and stuck out his tongue at Sister Yirou, who was obviously much gentler.

The dessert shop was packed with people, filled with newly liberated college entrance examination candidates. They sighed for a long time until Yirou said they should go to the hotel. She arrived in Huacheng yesterday and stayed in a hotel not far from Huacheng No. 1 Middle School.

"So, boss, where is Brother Baichuan?" Su Ming asked impatiently as soon as he walked into the room. As soon as he said that, Shi Yirou poked him with his elbow.

"As for him," An Rao pretended not to notice Shi Yirou's hint, "we have lost contact."

"Oh..." Su Ming was so confused, "Brother Baichuan is such a cool guy, he probably doesn't like watching TV... It doesn't matter, I can always find him!"

"Yes, we can always find it." An Rao repeated softly. Bai Chuan's spiritual fire was carefully protected by himself. He plucked the largest and most beautiful feathers on his body and made a feather lamp. He took down two of his own phoenix bones and placed them crosswise in the lamp. Then he carefully placed the spiritual fire in the chiseled bone marrow and carefully nourished and protected this weak spiritual fire with the bones and blood of the phoenix.

It was as if this god was surrounded and protected by his wings, just as Baichuan had protected him for tens of millions of years.

What does this sentence mean? It means that Baichuan may not be here at all. Otherwise, according to Baichuan's character, he would never not appear in front of An Rao for so many days.

The atmosphere suddenly became awkward.

"How did you get out of the amusement park?" An Rao took the initiative to bring up another topic.

"Ah, actually we don't know either." Su Ming coughed, looked at Shi Yirou cautiously, and then said slowly.

"Tell the truth." Lawyer An now used his intimidating power to deal with the client.

"Oh, it was just that Sister Yirou and I heard a loud noise in the hotel. We went out and saw that the glass cover of the big fountain in the center of the square was broken, and the fountain began to spray water."

That was Baichuan's blood... An Rao's heart began to ache dully.

Then I don’t know what happened, a flash of golden light passed by, and I was woken up by my desk mate.

"I'm almost the same." Shi Yirou added.

"Me too." An Rao didn't want to say more.

The three people exchanged contact information and said goodbye to each other. An Rao had not taken a few steps away when he suddenly heard Su Ming calling him.

An Rao turned around and saw a half-grown boy standing under the street light, shouting at him: "Boss, Brother Baichuan will definitely come back! Definitely!"

An Rao didn't say anything. He smiled and waved at Su Ming, then turned and left.

Painting City is not far from Lan City, and there are many trains. An Rao sits in the late night train, with his head against the window, silently watching the scenery rushing backwards outside the window.

It was already dark. Under the dim light, the black silhouettes of the mountains and trees looked like ghosts in a game. But the carriage was warm. A young couple was watching a TV series while eating chicken feet. A child was talking to his parents in a baby voice. Students were talking about their teachers, classmates, and the girls they liked.

Perhaps as a god, Kashiwakawa most wants to protect this ordinary and almost boring happiness.

It was almost early morning when he got home. An Rao opened the door as usual and said "I'm back" to the dark room. Then he turned on the light, changed his shoes, and the first thing he did when he entered the room was to sit by the feather lamp in the bedroom and talk to Baichuan.

But this time, the warm blue light was not seen in the bedroom.

"Baichuan?!" An Rao rushed to the feather lamp and felt like he was about to explode. Cold sweat immediately covered his entire body and he began to tremble violently and uncontrollably.

After picking up the feather lamp and confirming that the blue spiritual fire was no longer visible inside, An Rao fell limply to his knees on the ground. His god once again disappeared in the universe.

"Baichuan..." An Rao felt dead in the midst of great despair. An Rao, who had always been indifferent and almost cold-blooded, was completely panicked. His eyes were blank, not knowing how to look for him. His heart was full of resentment, not knowing how to vent it.

He searched like crazy, transforming back into his original form of a phoenix and searching furiously among his own feathers, bones, and heart, one by one, until his body was covered in bruises and blood.

But, there is nothing...

How could I be so stupid that I can't even do such a small thing!

The young phoenix fell to the ground. He wanted to self-destruct but was afraid that the spiritual fire would not be able to find the way home. His hopes for Baichuan and his disgust for himself almost tore him apart.

"Knock knock knock." The knocking sound on the door seemed empty and lonely in the silent night.

An Rao, overwhelmed by sadness, could not hear any sound from the outside world, but the person knocking on the door was obviously very patient and kept knocking on the door slowly and steadily.

Who is knocking at the door? Could it be Kashiwa?! Could it be that, just like in the jumping machine, it was actually Kashiwa who came back?!

An Rao was finally brought back to his senses by the noise in the middle of the night. He wiped his face, walked to the door with difficulty, took a deep breath, and opened the door.

"Hello, you have a express delivery." A man wearing a hat outside the door handed over a paper box.

The hope that had just ignited in his heart instantly dimmed, and the world turned black and gray again. An Rao felt that he could not hold on any longer.

"I don't have any express delivery, thank you." After saying that, An Rao closed the door again.

Just as the door was about to be closed, a beautiful hand with distinct joints propped up the door, and a deep and gorgeous voice sounded: "My spirit bowl, don't you want it?"

An Rao suddenly raised his head, reached out to take off the man's hat in disbelief, and a familiar face appeared in front of him.

It’s Kashiwa!

An Rao stood there in a daze. He didn't even remember when the hat in his hand rolled to the ground. He just stood there blankly, staring at the god he had been thinking about day and night.

"What's wrong, my little phoenix, won't you let me go home?" Baichuan said with a smile.

"Ah!" An Rao finally reacted. She stood on tiptoe and hugged the tall man in front of her. Tears began to flow uncontrollably, soon soaking the man's simple black T-shirt, leaving a lot of water stains.

At first he was just shedding tears, then they turned into sobbing, and finally An Rao began to cry loudly, as if he wanted to vent all the grievances he had experienced in his life, no, all the grievances he had experienced in trying to chase after the gods for tens of millions of years. He cried until he couldn't stop, and cried until Bai Chuan had to kiss him and hug him tightly.

"My little phoenix, I told you I would come back." The god's whisper was like the summer breeze, gentle and clean, with the unique fragrance of green grass.

It seemed as if thousands and millions of years had passed, flowers bloomed and faded, the sun rose and the moon set, the tides rose and fell, in the eternal river of time, the little bird finally waded through the last dark river and crossed the last abyss, caught up with his god, and was finally able to embrace, feel, and love his god in human form.