"Waaah, it's too late to save him, don't waste your energy." Bai Yifan covered his face with one hand and cried, while reaching out the other hand to grab Bai Anhai's arm, preventing the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan from "saving him".
"Let go!"
Bai Zhengxuan, in his middle age, grew anxious.
"If she can't be saved, then... bury her!" Bai Yifan cried.
Bai Anhai:......
Very well, he now understands how he would feel N years later when he'd be so angry he'd crawl out of his coffin.
"Xiao Fan, let go! Your dad might still be able to come back to life!"
Bai Zhengxuan, in a panic, shoved Bai Yifan aside and dragged Bai Anhai and Bai Xizhu towards the car window.
"I won't survive, I'll be dead. I'll send you white chrysanthemums every year during festivals." Bai Yifan's dry wailing turned into a delicate and affected sob.
He looks exactly like a good child who has lost both parents.
"Shut up!" The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan glared at Bai Yifan, tears streaming down his face.
Did he and his wife go through all sorts of hardships to return to the past, but still fail to change the family's fate?
My heart was clenched tightly.
For a moment, he imagined crying out like Bai Yifan, lamenting the injustice of fate.
That's what he did, wailing and crying as he placed each person by the car window to get some fresh air.
Bai Yifan was slightly taken aback when he saw the genuine tears in the eyes of Bai Zhengxuan and Liu Jing, both middle-aged.
Their crying was genuine, unlike Bai Yifan's, which was purely for entertainment.
"Why...are you all so sad?"
Bai Yifan wiped away his tears and looked at the two of them in unbearable pain, a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.
He had a good impression of the middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan and his wife, and always felt that they gave him a very warm feeling.
In reality, they didn't meet more than a few times.
In the apocalypse, instant friendships and kinship are simply impossible, yet he felt very, very good feelings towards these two people.
Even so, the expressions on their faces were far too sorrowful.
It's as if it wasn't his whole family that died, but Uncle Bai's whole family.
For a moment, Bai Yifan forgot to cry and only focused on looking at the two of them.
"Of course I'm sad! Your whole family is dead, aren't you sad?!" The middle-aged Liu Jing scolded Bai Yifan, who was looking her up and down. "How can you be such an ingrate? They're all dying, and you're still acting like a carefree idiot."
In Liu Jing's view, Bai Yifan's behavior was unfilial.
"This... I'm sad too, but aren't you two... a bit too much?" Bai Yifan scratched his head, still somewhat confused by the behavior of the middle-aged man and Liu Jing.
"You bastard! Shut up and get out of the way! Don't block my way!"
The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan glared fiercely at Bai Yifan, then pushed Bai Yifan onto the sofa, bent down, and carried the person on the sofa towards the car window.
"Forehead--"
Bai Yifan wanted to say something more.
Liu Jing, in her middle age, hugged Xi Zhu and started crying.
“Xiao Zhu! Grandpa and Grandma have been looking for you for so long, and we finally found you, but you… You don’t know, Grandpa and Grandma went to so many places to find you, and it was so hard to get here…”
Liu Jing, in her middle age, shed tears that fell onto Bai Xizhu's hands.
Bai Xizhu felt a burning sensation in her hands, which seemed to reach her heart.
"I don't understand what you're saying."
Bai Yifan lay on the sofa, somewhat exhausted from crying. Hearing Liu Jing's sobbing words, which he couldn't understand, he became even more curious.
Liu Jing, in her middle age, ignored Bai Yifan and simply held Bai Xizhu's cold "corpse" tightly, her eyes fixed on the Bai family members, her face filled with sorrow.
"Grandma, I've finally found you."
Bai Xizhu gently opened her long eyelashes, her voice trembling slightly, and suddenly reached out to hug the trembling body of the middle-aged Liu Jing.
The helplessness of her past life welled up in her heart again, and tears fell involuntarily.
"Xiao Zhu?"
Liu Jing, who was middle-aged, was stunned for a moment. Before she could wipe away the tears on her face, a look of surprise appeared on her face.
He immediately hugged Bai Xizhu back, his body trembling, unable to calm down for a long time.
After Bai Xizhu woke up, the Bai family members also opened their eyes with complicated expressions.
After listening to Liu Jing's fragmented words, they had a bold idea.
"Are you all alright?"
The middle-aged Bai Zhengxuan, holding onto one of Bai Zhengxuan's legs, stood frozen in place, tears still streaming down his face.
Suddenly, he understood something.
His face showed an expression of relief after surviving a disaster.
"It's nothing. Nobody uses gas anymore, and we didn't eat hot pot. We just suddenly wanted to play a prank. You guys were scared, and so were we." Bai Zhengxuan stared at the roof of the car with a deep look in his eyes.
"It's alright, it's alright."
"Middle-aged," Bai Zhengxuan murmured softly.
"My future self, could you please put my legs down first?"
Bai Zhengxuan lay in the living room, silently watching the middle-aged man dragging his leg toward the car window.
My future self is so hypocritical!
Dragging someone towards the car window is considered a princess carry.
He was the last one, so that's fine.
Being dragged over is one thing, but another.
They even dragged me over by my leg, and that's not all.
Did you see the big bump on his forehead?
He was middle-aged. Bai Zhengxuan didn't look at the table when he pulled his leg, and his forehead hit the table...
"Oh, I'm sorry."
Bai Zhengxuan, now middle-aged, glanced at his past self who had already opened his eyes and immediately released his fingers.
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