Original God Zhongli BG Xiao Qinglong traveled through time

Chapter 224 Behavior

Lin Huan suppressed the grief in his heart, walked lightly to Hu Xingzhi's bedside, sat down, and held his skinny hand tightly.

"Xingzhi...you bastard!" She choked and said, "Why didn't you notify me to come down the mountain to accompany you when you were sick? No! You are not allowed to say such things again! I am going to Bubulu to ask Sister Huixin to borrow immortality. You must wait for me, remember to wait for me to come back..."

Lin Huan was about to stand up, but was held back by a weak but firm force beside her. She stood stiffly in place for a moment, not daring to move rashly.

"You don't have to go..." Hu Xingzhi shook his head gently, his tone gradually softened, but a relieved smile appeared on his face, "Sister Huan, I have no regrets in my life. The life of a mortal always comes to an end. You don't have to bother... bother to make this trip for me."

After a pause, he did not forget to pull her sleeve and said coquettishly, "Sister Huan... don't go anywhere, okay? Just... stay here and accompany me... I haven't seen you for so long... I also... I, miss you a little."

"Okay... okay, I'll stay. I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay with you..." Lin Huan wiped away the tears that kept flowing, sat on the edge of the bed, held his hand tightly, and said with a trembling voice.

"Just think of it as me...getting old, right? When people get old, they especially want someone to accompany them..." Hu Xingzhi smiled with difficulty, and said in a somewhat teasing tone, "Oh, why are you angry now? Then I have to think carefully about how to make my sister happy!"

Lin Huan was amused by his casual words and felt like laughing at the same time, "You just know how to tease me!"

But this time, Hu Xingzhi did not retort with a witty remark. He just looked at Lin Huan quietly, his eyes full of tenderness like water.

"Under these difficult circumstances, not informing you was a joint decision made by our family and Boyang and the others... We all hope that you can return to the place that belongs to you, stop caring about the vicissitudes of the world, and stop being sad about our departure..."

"Ah Huan, no matter what difficulties and obstacles you encounter in the future, even if we are not around, you must be happy and move forward bravely. I can't always be with you... but you must always remember that although this is a decision we all made together, you will never be alone... Remember, we all love you very much..."

Lin Huan nodded heavily, but tears welled up in his eyes again. "I know, brother... I understand. You have to get better soon, too. We still have a lot to say..."

Hu Xingzhi smiled but did not answer. He knew that he had very little time left. But he did not want to make Lin Huan too sad, so he chose to comfort her with a smile.

In this last precious moment, Lin Huan quietly accompanied Hu Xingzhi, listening attentively to his stories about the past, whether wonderful or dull, and his profound understanding of life. Every word of Hu Xingzhi was like warm sunshine, trying to illuminate the dark corners of Lin Huan's heart, but also making her feel more deeply the fragility and preciousness of life.

Hu Xingzhi, the simple and straightforward guy who is like a child. He was jealous of Lin Huan and Boyang's close relationship. He did not hide his little emotions. He was like an innocent child, expressing his inner feelings directly. Faced with his father's deep love and strict orders, although he was full of grievances, he never disobeyed and was so well-behaved that people felt pity for him. However, he was able to resolutely choose his own unique lifestyle, leaving home alone and going to all directions, but in the end, he returned home with a deep attachment to his home and returned the family happiness to his father who was looking forward to it. He is lively and cheerful, with a little childishness that makes people laugh, and he has no intention of scheming. Over the years, his feelings for Lin Huan are more like the sincere and deep care between brothers and sisters. He will interact closely with Lin Huan in a coquettish and teasing way, relaxed and casual, without any heavy emotional burden.

Lin Huan thought aimlessly, his thoughts drifting to every moment of the past. At this moment, the children seemed to have a telepathic connection, and they were not around tacitly, leaving this final farewell time completely to him. But Lin Huan could not be so selfish...

She carefully supported the extremely weak Hu Xingzhi in front of her, let him lie down slowly, patted his hands gently, and coaxed him into sleep slowly with the most gentle voice.

Outside the window, the sound of cicadas rose and fell, interweaving into a sad movement that echoed throughout the summer night. Lin Huan's heart was in turmoil, but she did not dare to let these turbulent emotions out. She just watched quietly until she saw Hu Xingzhi's breathing became smooth and steady, then she breathed a sigh of relief, then slowly stood up, and her figure quietly disappeared from the spot like a phantom...

She stood quietly by the side, watching the door being gently pushed open. In walked the handsome and elegant Xiao Lan, who had grown up. He looked at his father who had been coaxed to sleep peacefully, and the empty room in front of him in surprise. His eyes instantly turned red, and a touch of tears flashed across them...

Let's leave the last moments to this father and son... Lin Huan had already said goodbye to Hu Xingzhi, and had no intention of meeting Xiao Lan again after she grew up, which would only add to her sadness. She sighed softly, hid in a corner of the room, and silently observed the passage of time... Watching the last candlelight of life slowly flash before her eyes, and finally fell into eternal darkness. Lin Huan sighed slightly and closed her eyes. A breeze suddenly appeared in the room, gently brushing the palm of Hu Xingzhi's hand who was lying quietly on the bed, and also brushing the sleeve of Xiao Lan who was sitting on the bed, holding his hand tightly and with tears streaming down her face, and whirled playfully beside them, but was reluctant to leave.

The life of a mortal is like a flash in the pan in the long river of time, short, sad and beautiful, and fleeting. As for the immortals, they witness the separation and death of generation after generation in these long years. Lin Huan knows that although she has a seemingly endless life, she cannot stop those people she cares about from gradually leaving. This helplessness, like a heavy yoke, presses tightly on her heart, making it almost impossible for her to breathe. At this moment, her heart is softer and more fragile than ever, as if it could be overwhelmed by this endless love and sorrow at any time.