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Ming Beiya was half-bent over, his hands pressed tightly against his face, his fingers pressing against his forehead and cheeks, with the tear-stained letter in his palm.
Perhaps it was because the letter was well-preserved, or perhaps it was one of her cherished possessions. The letter still faintly carried the scent of Mo Shisheng's fingertips, the aroma seeping into Ming Beiya's body through his nose, as if Mo Shisheng had only recently left.
In that instant, a feeling of sorrow slowly spread from the bottom of my heart, like a drop of ink falling into colorless pure water, and then slowly, slowly, the water was stained black.
Ming Beiya's heart began to ache faintly, as if a poisonous spider was crawling on his heart, bit by bit gnawing at the delicious food in front of him, and the pain spread from the depths of his heart to his whole body.
Ming Beiya deeply understood how much pain and despair Mo Shisheng felt when he left without saying goodbye, leaving her to bear so much alone...
After Mo Shisheng left, Ming Beiya disappeared from the Demon Realm along with her. Qingluan was left in the Divine Realm, while Chihu and Zhuque went into seclusion. The Demon Realm was then taken over by Ming Yan again.
At the same time, Ming Qiancheng also took the little dumpling to the underground royal city of the human world, and the demon world was free from strife and chaos.
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The realm of the gods.
The streets were as bustling as ever, and one restaurant was so crowded that it felt cramped to walk inside.
When Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao arrived at the restaurant, their eyes were red and they seemed to have no life at all.
There was a small stool by the door, and a delicate little boy, about eight years old, was sitting on it. He sat there quietly and obediently, holding a candied hawthorn in his hand, as if he was waiting for someone.
Jiang Yao felt the little boy was very familiar. She frowned slightly. "Jiang Ge, haven't we met this boy somewhere before?"
Upon hearing this, Jiang Ge also looked up, but she couldn't remember it either, yet it felt familiar.
Seemingly sensing their gazes, the little boy slowly looked up. When he saw Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao, a light seemed to shine in his eyes. "Sister Jiang Ge, Sister Jiang Yao, what brings you here?"
"..."
Upon seeing the little boy's face, Jiang Ge paused slightly, her tone uncertain, "You are... Yin'er?"
"Um!"
Bei Yin nodded vigorously, then quickly stood up and walked over to Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao. "Where's my sister? Why isn't she with you?"
"..."
When Mo Shisheng was mentioned, Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao fell silent again, unable to utter a single word of their sorrow.
Perhaps because I shed too many tears on the same day, now all that remains is sadness, and I can't seem to shed any more tears.
Who would have thought that Li Ji and Mo Shisheng would leave on the same day?
When Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao received the news that Mo Shisheng had also left, they rushed from the Demon Realm to the Divine Realm, which took them about three days.
For the past three days, they haven't stopped crying for a single moment, but now they truly can't shed a single tear.
Noticing that Jiang Ge and Jiang Yao were acting strangely, Bei Yin didn't ask any more questions. He handed the candied hawthorns in his hand to them, saying, "These are the ones my sister would buy to comfort me when I was sad before. So now whenever I miss my sister, I buy a candied hawthorn, even though it will melt quickly."
"Sister Jiangge and Sister Jiangyao, don't be sad. I told you that when you're sad, you can eat something sweet, and it will make you feel much better."
A faint smile appeared on Bei Yin's delicate face, making her look exceptionally adorable and warming one's heart.
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