The cold winter wind blows through this European-style city, bringing a bit of biting chill. Even if you wrap yourself tightly in a coat, it seems difficult to completely resist the invasion from deep winter.
Song Yaqing carefully dressed Chuchu up. The thick down jacket, furry hat, and gloves wrapped her up like a chubby little penguin, cute yet a little clumsy. Even so, the chill that welled up from the bottom of her heart didn't seem to diminish in the slightest.
She stood among a group of adults, all familiar faces looking particularly solemn. Some bowed their heads in thought, others exchanged worried glances. Only Chuchu, with her clear eyes, held not only sadness but also a subtle determination.
She stood on tiptoe and tried to look into the ward. Lying there was Lu Chenguang from the human world, an existence that was both familiar and unfamiliar to her.
Seeing this, Gu Yechen gently picked her up so that she could see everything in the ward more clearly. He spoke softly, as if afraid to break the heavy silence: "Chu Chu, Brother Chen Guang is awake now. If you have anything to say to him, please say it quickly." His words were full of encouragement for Chu Chu, but also concealed a subtle worry.
In the ward, Lu Chenguang lay quietly, his eyes seemed to be able to see into people's hearts, and he seemed to be slightly alienated from everything around him.
He looked at everyone quietly, and his indifference seemed to contain a wisdom that transcended the world, as if he had foreseen his own fate and accepted all the arrangements.
Chuchu looked at him with mixed feelings. She knew that Lu Chenguang, who truly existed between the underworld and the demon world, had not truly left. His soul was still strong and complete.
But the Lu Chenguang in front of her was her only friend in the human world, an irreplaceable existence in her heart. This contradiction and struggle made her heart ache, as if countless fine needles were slowly piercing her heart.
She shook her head gently, tears welling up in her eyes but never falling. She wanted to say something, but she felt that any words seemed so pale and powerless.
She knew that Lu Chenguang in the human world only remembered the happy times they had spent together, those carefree days filled with laughter. And for her, these memories were both precious treasures and an unbearable burden.
Looking at Ren Jinting, the mother who always wore a smile, using strength to disguise her fragility, her smile now had a hint of bitterness and helplessness, and beneath the forced smile lay an indescribable sadness.
Looking at godfather Lu Xiao again, the man who has always been as reliable as a mountain, now has red and swollen eyes, obviously trying hard to hold back tears.
Chuchu's heart was in a knot. She wanted to rush over to hug them and tell them that everything would be fine, but she knew that all she could do now was to accompany them and remain silent.
Besides wanting to cry, she really didn't know what else to say. This sadness and grief seemed to have turned into invisible chains, binding her tightly and making it impossible for her to breathe.
She tried hard to adjust her mood and make herself look more determined and calm, even though deep in her heart, the longing and reluctance for Lu Chenguang surged like a tide and was difficult to calm.
In the final three days before Lu Chenguang left the human world, the entire world seemed shrouded in a faint melancholy. An indescribable sadness hung in the air, as if even the wind carried a sigh, gently brushing against everyone's heart.
Song Yaqing's heart was also immersed in deep sorrow. Her eyes hid a subtle sadness, but she tried her best to remain gentle and strong in front of her daughter Chuchu.
Chu Chu looked at Ms. Song's forced smile, her heart filled with confusion and puzzlement.
She asked softly: "Mom, you look so sad, but I don't understand why you are like this? Although Brother Shen Guang is gone, he means something different to my godfather and godmother. I understand their sadness, but what about you?"
Song Yaqing gently stroked Chuchu's head, a complex emotion flashing in her eyes full of maternal love: "Because Mom also watched your brother Shen Guang grow up. I also have a child, so I can empathize with you. Your brother Shen Guang is only ten years old. This is a fatal blow and hurt to your godfather and godmother."
Chuchu nodded.
"Then their sadness and grief are unavoidable. This is the first time I've encountered such a thing, and I don't have a good solution. But, Mom, this time it's not considered death, it's just returning to his demonic world."
Song Yaqing was a little surprised, "Is that so?"
Chuchu nodded, "That's right. So, Mom, don't be sad. If you want to see him, I can let you see him anytime. He's already on his deathbed, so he will tell his godfather and godmother some of the truth."
Song Yaqing was a little surprised. "Is he going to tell the whole truth, including his identity?"
Chuchu nodded, "Well, this way, the godfather and godmother will feel less uncomfortable. I think he will come to the human world more often."
On the quiet afternoon when Lu Chenguang's life was about to come to an end, the sunlight shone through the window of the ward onto his face, but it seemed unable to dispel the heavy atmosphere that enveloped him.
The air in the ward seemed to freeze, and every breath seemed particularly clear and heavy. At this moment, Ren Jinting's figure suddenly appeared at the door. Her eyes were full of complicated emotions, but more of a firm determination. She whispered to Chu Chu: "Chen Guang wants to see you."
Chuchu's heart tightened upon hearing this, and she hurriedly followed Ren Jinting's steps, taking her slightly childish yet firm steps, step by step into the ward. Inside the room, Lu Chenguang lay quietly on the bed, his face as pale as paper, but his eyes were still clear and deep, as if he could see into people's hearts. Chuchu stood by the bed, looking at this young life that was about to leave, and an indescribable sadness welled up in her heart. She realized that this man, Lu Chenguang, who had been with her for countless days and nights, who had shared laughter and secrets with her, was really about to leave the world of the living.
Ren Jinting and Lu Xiao stood outside the door, leaning against each other, their backs looking so lonely and helpless. The moment they closed the door, they seemed to leave all their sorrow outside, leaving only this moment of tranquility and farewell for Lu Chenguang and Chuchu.
Lu Chenguang and Chuchu were the only two people left in the ward. Lu Chenguang spoke softly, his voice weak but remarkably clear: "Chuchu, we have known each other for tens of thousands of years. In this short yet long time, we have experienced a lot together. I know that we will soon meet again in another world, but I am curious, do you also feel reluctant to leave this world?"
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