The female lead never takes any grievances. She hits when she should hit, and beats when she should beat.
Su Tian from the apocalypse transmigrated into a book, becoming the love-brained char...
Su Tian ate bowl after bowl of rice, until she wanted her fourth bowl, at which point Gu Bai, sitting next to her, quickly stopped her:
"Sister, that's enough, stop eating."
"Hmm? I've eaten enough? Okay then." Su Tian's eyes were glazed over, which was worrying.
"Su girl, do you want to go back to your room and rest?" Grandma Song asked her worriedly.
"I'm not sleepy. Ah Zhe will be back soon. I've eaten, so I'll sit on the sofa for a while."
Su Tian sat on the sofa in a daze, and they were all a little worried when they saw her like this.
“It’s already eight o’clock. Let’s go to the small courtyard first. The two children can stay in the main courtyard for now.”
"Xiao Gu, could you please keep an eye on them for me? Thank you."
"good."
At nine o'clock, Lu Yu insisted that they drive the jeep to Song Zhe's courtyard.
When he arrived, Song Zhe and his family were waiting for him at the door.
When Lu Yu saw this scene, his eyes reddened again.
He opened the car door and carried Song Zhe out on his back.
"Old Song, come on, we're home, we're home."
Holding a flashlight, Su Tian looked at Song Zhe, who was clinging to Lu Yu's back, with her eyes tightly closed, feeling incredibly sad.
The group followed behind Lu Yu, where a bed had already been set up in the living room.
"Xiao Lu, carry Xiao Zhe to the living room. There's a bed there; let him lie down there," Grandpa Song said in a hoarse voice.
After Lu Yu put Song Zhe down, everyone walked up to him and looked at him intently.
Grandma Song and Shen Qingqiu could no longer hold back and immediately burst into tears.
Su Tian looked at Song Zhe's blackened lips, then looked at Lu Yu and asked, "Has A-Zhe been poisoned?"
"Yes, the poison of the poison arrow tree. Later, in order to save the team members who stepped on the landmine, they didn't have time to dodge, so..."
Su Tian looked at Song Zhe's wrist; the red string bracelet was gone. She then looked at the small gourd around his neck; it was gone too.
She lifted Song Zhe's clothes and found that he had no wounds at all.
Su Tian lay on top of him, her heart not even beating.
Did you see the little gourd he was wearing around his neck?
“Here it is.” Lu Yu took out a small, entirely black gourd from his pocket.
Su Tian took it and held it in her hand, then sat in the chair in a daze.
"Su girl, don't think too much about it. It's all fate."
"I know, Grandpa. You two stay with him for a while. I'll go back to my room first."
After returning to her room, Su Tian sat on the bed, and tears finally streamed down her face.
We promised to grow old together, but who knew you would leave us so young?
The person in my dream was you, wasn't it? Why couldn't you just grow old and die there before going to that place? You abandoned me and the children at such a young age!"
"Dad, will Su girl be alright?" Shen Qingqiu wiped away his tears while looking in the direction of her room.
"She'll be alright, she's very strong. Old woman, we'll stay here with Xiao Zhe tonight and send her away tomorrow."
"Yes, I know. Did Xiao Zhe go upstairs?" Grandma Song looked at Song Zhe with reluctance.
"Sigh, right? The abbot once said that when the time comes, he should return to his original place."
"Grandpa Song and Grandma Song, you should go and rest. I'll stay here and keep watch." Lu Yu suddenly interrupted them.
"Xiao Lu, you should go home and rest first. We'll take care of Xiao Zhe."
"Look at you, you've got dark circles under your eyes. Go home first, and come back to help tomorrow morning."
Lu Yu thought for a moment, then nodded, "Okay, I'll head back now."
"Okay, let's go."
Lu Yu glanced at Song Zhe, who had his eyes closed, before slowly leaving.
In the early hours of the morning, Su Tian fell asleep in bed.
She had just fallen asleep when she dreamed of that enchanting, fairy-tale-like place again.
Su Tian saw Song Zhe again. He stood in the clouds, gazing at her intently, still with that gentle demeanor.
Su Tian rushed over, "A Zhe, where is this place? What are you doing here?"
He didn't answer, but only said a few words, "Take good care of yourself, live well, I won't be able to come see you again."
He had barely finished speaking when he disappeared again.
"Ah Zhe, Ah Zhe..." Su Tian sobbed uncontrollably.
Su Tian woke up crying from her sleep, knowing that this time she had truly lost Song Zhe.
Before dawn, she got up and went to the living room. Grandpa Song, Grandma Song, and Shen Qingqiu were all by Song Zhe's bedside, their faces looking haggard.
Su Tian stepped forward and gently took Song Zhe's cold hand. "Zhe, go in peace. I will live well as you said." Her voice was soft but firm.
"Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, Dad, I'm entrusting A-Zhe's funeral arrangements to you."
When it gets light, bring your children to see him one last time.
Ah Zhe, I won't see him off.
After Su Tian finished speaking, she turned around and went back into the room.
They looked at Su Tian like this and just sighed softly.
"Mom and Dad, I'll go back to the compound to pick up Da Bao and Xiao Bao. You two go and rest for a while. It'll be dawn soon, and A Zhe will have to be sent off."
"Fine, whatever."
Song Yuanyi left in a hurry, and at dawn, Da Bao and Xiao Bao were brought over.
Da Bao was silent for a moment, then asked softly, "Grandpa, are we going to see Dad?"
"Yes, you should go see him one last time. He's going somewhere else and won't be coming back."
The two children are already eight years old and understand everything they need to understand.
They dared not say a word, let alone make a scene, except to shed tears silently.
When Song Yuanyi brought the children to Song Zhe, the two children held his hands and tears streamed down their faces.
"You all stay here and keep your father company. Grandpa has some things to take care of."
The two children nodded with red eyes. Song Yuanyi wiped his own wet eyes and quickly left.
Su Tian sat on the bed, looking at everything in the room, and suddenly felt an emptiness in her heart.
A perfectly healthy person, gone just like that, leaving her and her child behind.
Outside the living room, Song Yuanyi had already called people over. After discussing it with his family, he decided not to hold a memorial service, so that Xiao Zhe could be laid to rest as soon as possible and so that too many people would not be saddened and grieved for him.
Su Tian sat in the room until evening, so Shen Qingqiu had to knock on her door.
"Su Tian, come out for dinner. You haven't eaten anything all day."
"Okay, I'll come out now."
After Su Tian came out of the room, she called out, "Mom, let's eat together."
"Um."
"Mother."
"Big baby, little baby, eat up. After you finish eating, take a bath and come to Mommy's room to sleep."
"good."
The atmosphere in the dining room was rather quiet; apart from the sounds of eating, no one seemed inclined to speak.
At this moment, Song Yuanyi returned.
"Xiao Zhe's funeral arrangements have been completed; he was buried in the Revolutionary Cemetery."
If you miss him, you can go there to see him when the time comes.
"Dad, let's eat. You've worked hard," Su Tian called out.
"Okay, sure."
Shen Qingqiu quickly wiped away her tears and served her husband food.
Grandpa and Grandma Song couldn't stay up all night and are resting in their room.