After midnight

At five o'clock in the morning, Su Ziling woke up. He curled up on the ground, with the smell of blood still lingering in his throat. The sky gradually brightened, and the morning breeze was a little cold, but he remained curled up and motionless, unconscious, as if he had lost contact with the world.

"Dad, Brother Ling." After a while, Xiao Su came over. The high and low voices reached Su Ziling's ears, and Su Ziling had to work hard to realize that it was Xiao Su who was calling him. He moved his fingers to get up, but he still felt so tired that he couldn't move and didn't want to move.

"Brother Ling?" Suddenly, Xiao Su seemed to see him running towards him.

"Brother Ling, what's wrong with you? Are you okay?" Su Ziling was covered in dust and dirt, his expression was numb and he looked very depressed. Xiao Su leaned down and helped him up.

"Xiao Su..." Su Ziling opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, as if it had been rubbed by sand.

Su Ziling let Xiao Su fiddle with him. Xiao Su leaned him against his body and helped him sit up. After making sure that Su Ziling was okay, he looked around hurriedly and asked, "Brother Ling, where's Dad? Have you seen Dad?"

Xiao Su's voice was trembling. She was so scared. Seeing Su Ziling lying motionless on the ground, her heart almost stopped beating. Now, seeing Su Ziling like this, she was even more scared.

"Don't look for your father. Let's go back."

"Why? I don't. Where's my dad? What happened to him?" Xiao Su opened her mouth and was about to cry, "Brother Ling, say something."

"I don't know. But he disappeared and he won't come back." Su Ziling's eyes were red. He took Xiao Su in his arms and pressed her into his arms.

"You're lying!" Xiao Su cried loudly, and the tears were shaking the earth. Su Ziling's tears were also rolling in his eyes, but he refused to let them fall.

Xiao Su cried, as if she had realized something, and she just nestled in Su Ziling's arms. She hugged Su Ziling tightly, and the two of them cuddled together for warmth. Half an hour later, when the sun rose, Lin Nuan and Song Xinjun came over together.

"Su Ziling, what's wrong with you? What happened to that light last night? Where's An Yan?" Song Xinjun asked a lot of questions, and Su Ziling stared at him expressionlessly. At this moment, Xiao Su was tired of crying, and she was lying in his arms, and she had no strength to move like him.

Su Ziling didn't want anyone to disturb them.

Perhaps Su Ziling's expression was too horrified, Song Xinjun closed his mouth unconsciously. However, Lin Nuan could not resist the worry in her heart, so she slowly leaned down and looked at Su Ziling with her eyes level.

Su Ziling first saw her belly, and then looked at her face. Probably because it was Lin Nuan, the person An Yan liked. Su Ziling relaxed his expression and slowly stood up and walked back while holding Xiao Su.

"Su Zi Ling?"

"…You guys go back."

“An Yan…”

"He's fine!" Su Ziling said quickly and strode forward, leaving Song Xinjun and Lin Nuan looking at each other in confusion, not knowing whether to follow or not.

Su Ziling walked quickly, afraid of choking up. How could he answer Lin Nuan? An Yan disappeared with the light. From then on, there was no trace of him anywhere in the world.

Su Ziling walked faster and faster. As his body moved, his brain also began to work. How could he easily accept that An Yan disappeared? Why did An Yan do this? There must be a way to find him back, right?

Su Ziling hurried back home, closed the door, settled Xiao Su down, and then hurried to An Yan's bedroom.

There was nothing. He searched around aimlessly and sweatily but found nothing. Did An Yan really leave him nothing, not even a single word?

Impossible, Su Ziling didn't believe it. He sat on the floor of An Yan's room in a daze, dejected. Tears welled up in his eyes again. How could he be so useless? Such a failure, he didn't know anything and couldn't stop anything.

Suddenly, Su Ziling woke up and ran straight to the study. It was impossible for An Yan not to leave something behind. Since he didn't leave anything behind, what about the things that others left for him? He remembered that An Yan had two notebooks in the first drawer of the study.

Su Ziling sat at the desk and stared at the first drawer. He held his breath and gently and quickly opened it. One black and one red, as expected, both notebooks were there. He had seen the red notebook containing a photo of An Yan's parents, so he took out the black notebook and opened it.

This is An Ran's notebook! Su Ziling was dumbfounded. He flipped through it quickly, sweating profusely. The notebook contained all the wonderful ideas of the previous 'Son of God' regarding abilities and pure abilities. It even included 'Absolute Defense'. It turned out that An Ran had created 'Absolute Defense'.

Su Ziling continued to flip through the pages until he saw a page that read: When the Son of God and the Guardian sign a contract, and the pure power exceeds the 80% limit, the pure power can in turn dissolve the Son of God's body. When the Son of God kills himself by dispersing his pure power, he will coexist with the water power and will live forever. That is, after he disappears, there will be no next generation of Sons of God and no Guardians. In this way, perhaps, the tragedy of the Son of God and the Guardian will not happen again. And when the gods of this world disappear, thousands of years later, there may no longer be people with abilities who are different from ordinary people.

Su Ziling snapped the notebook shut and threw it on the table like a hot potato. The notebook made a dull sound and then stopped moving.

Su Ziling's breathing was rapid and his heart ached. He bent down and held onto the table, not daring to believe what he saw. He stared at the black notebook while taking a deep breath. After an unknown amount of time, he calmed down his thoughts and continued reading.

This is just my assumption and guess. I hate myself the most in my life that I cannot test it myself for my own reasons. And to reach the above conclusion and increase its feasibility, there is another key point, that is, his predecessor, the Son of God, was killed by the Guardian himself.

I have studied it and found that whenever such a tragedy occurs, the next Son of God will always be exceptionally powerful, without exception, as if it is destined by fate. Since I am unable to kill myself, let me help the next Son of God break through the 80% limit. Although no Son of God has ever been able to do this.

Of course, I have to say it again, the above is just my assumption, it may not be possible to realize. Brother, if possible, please tell the next "Son of God" to live happily.

If he has someone to cherish and can live a happy life, please let him live well. Don't have any psychological burden, because only living is the most important thing.

I will say it again, no matter who the next "Son of God" is, please remember that even if you live in pain, you don't have to do this. No one has the right to ask you to do this, no one.

Next, An Ran seemed to write about the past generations. He mentioned An Yan's father An Ge, mother Mu Yi, 'guardian' Zhang Yang, and that man, Song Hongtian.

Su Ziling pursed his lips and quickly flipped through the pages, and then he found a page. The paper was stained with dark red blood, which frightened him. He continued to flip back and saw a letter in the blank page after this page.

Su Ziling opened the letter and jumped up at the first three words. He held the letter tightly, his hands shaking. The first three words on the letter were "Su Ziling". This was the letter An Yan left for him.

Su Ziling, when you see this letter, I think I have disappeared in every corner of this world. You don't have to look for me, just take good care of Xiao Su.

I'm sorry to tell you my choice because I really don't know how to start. Now when you finish reading this notebook, I think you probably know why I made this choice. I'm sorry, it's so painful.

I can't go with you and Xiao Su to see the beautiful mountains and rivers of the new world, so you go. Go and see the snow in the Himalayas, the Sahara Desert, the Angel Falls with the largest drop in the world, and the most distant aurora in Northern Europe for me.

It doesn't matter if you can't go, just look up and see the sun rising every day, the moon setting every evening, the flowers blooming in every spring, and the snow falling in every winter. That's enough.

Su Ziling, you probably don't know that I have been afraid of this world since I was a child, and I have been even more terrified since my parents died. During those decades that were like nightmares that I don't want to talk about, you were my only hope. But there, I couldn't just live with hope. I tried to become stronger, because becoming stronger was the only way.

It's strange, but now I have the answer. At that time, when I was very young, the absolute defense seemed to be rooted in my mind. Maybe it was because of my father's teaching, I knew there was such a move, as long as I worked hard, I could definitely do it. Later, I really did it, and I really walked out of it alive.

Then I met a lot of people, and you all know them. It was these people who made me truly live with flesh and blood. I am grateful to everyone, and I also want to establish every kind of relationship that should be cherished with everyone. Having written this far, you probably can see that I actually did the opposite, right? That's because I had already chosen this ending.

I'm sorry I'm telling you this now. I chose this ending after I sneaked back home at the age of fifteen and dug out the remains of my mother and my uncle, which were these two notebooks, under the big banyan tree.

Thank you, Xiao Su and many others for your dedication to me, but I am really sorry that I cannot respond to you. I am afraid that I will not be able to let go and I am afraid that I will not be willing to do so.

In fact, I still failed. I really want to live on and watch the world get better and better. Go to the new world and experience everything I have never experienced. Just like my uncle said, because I have you.

But I can't be too selfish, right? Let everything end here, I think this is the best ending.

So, Su Ziling, please live well with Xiao Su.

Don't be unhappy, I'll be waiting for you in the future.

Anyan put pen to paper.

What is this? What on earth is this? Su Ziling was overwhelmed with emotion, and felt extremely sad. He cried until he couldn't breathe.

The silent mountain wind blew in through the window, and Su Ziling was heartbroken.