Traveling through the apocalypse to raise a beauty

"Okay..." Zhen Qing held Yan Ting's hand lightly, no longer crying, and just nodded lightly, "A Qing respects my sister's choice."

Yan Ting reached out and touched Wei Yang's head, then said to Zhen Qing, "Ah Qing will take good care of Shu Ying for me, right?"

Zhenqing's hands were shaking, and he said hoarsely after a while, "Yes."

Yan Ting had no strength left. She looked at Zhai Nian who came in and pushed Zhen Qing's shoulder, "Go ahead. Let me stay with your brother for a while."

Zhen Qing forced a smile and was helped up by Qiu Bieyi. He reached out and pulled Wei Yang, who was kneeling beside the bed, "Ayang."

Wei Yang staggered twice, then threw himself into the arms of Ling Jie, who was standing at the door with red eyes, and burst into tears.

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Zhai Nian went forward and held Yan Ting in his arms. He heard Yan Ting say, "Niannian, the day after Shuying was born, I saw how my son grew up. He looks a lot like me."

"Yeah......"

Yan Ting nodded, mentioning that her son was in surprisingly good spirits. She looked out the floor-to-ceiling window. The afterglow of the setting sun illuminated the sky, the sea was as calm as a mirror, the afterglow spread all over the sea, the golden waves sparkled, like a dream.

She said softly, "The 15-year-old boy is very tall, and his long, dark-colored curly hair looks super good. Um... he looks good when he cries, too."

"........."

"I don't really want to let you go." Yan Ting and Zhai Nian held hands, "But this can't be helped. We can't change it. It's better to let me go in a meaningful way, isn't it?"

Zhai Nian reached out to wipe Yan Ting's tears, his lips trembled slightly, and he swallowed back all the words.

Yan Ting looked at the sunlight outside the French window and said in a very soft voice, "I'm sorry."

"........."

"Nian Nian, please don't blame me, okay."

Zhai Nian nodded continuously, hugging Yan Ting and crying like rain, almost squeezing out the breath and voice from his chest, "I don't blame you, I don't blame you."

"I wrote fifteen letters and put them in the first cabinet in the study. I will give him one for every year Shuying grows older."

"What about mine?"

"Yes, you know where."

"it is good."

Yan Ting reached out to touch Zhai Nian's face, and his body gradually became transparent and disappeared into light spots.

"Yan Ting....Don't!!!"

"Watch Shuying grow up for me."

"Don't...I beg you, don't..."

Zhai Nian tried desperately to catch the dissipating spots of light. The invisible and harsh sound almost shattered his eardrums. His body had no feeling, and half of his heart was dug out. His vision was blurred by tears, and he watched as countless spots of light turned into a feather and fell into his hands.

At the same time, a beam of blue light from the distant temple rose into the sky like a giant dragon. The light blue light was gentle and lingering. A blue Milky Way appeared above the sky. The Milky Way was dazzling, with dots of stars, and mixed in the sunset like scattered pearls, flashing a gentle light...

All things resonate, and countless creatures kneel down in worship.

The woman's voice echoed in Zhai Nian's ears, "I love you."

Qiu Bieyi suddenly covered his heart and spat out a mouthful of blood, then was supported by Zhenqing. He felt Yan Yi, who had been nurturing his heart, waking up. The endless power of time poured into his body. He bit his lip and felt the rush of the vast divine power, looking towards the direction of the second floor in disbelief.

The mere sacrifice of life should only ensure that Shuying's body is intact, and Yan Yi will not be able to resonate. Now Yan Yi's originally damaged body is gradually recovering. This is...

Soul Sacrifice?!

Zhenqing felt the soul fluctuations emanating from the second floor and tried to use some magic to stop it but found it was too late.

"don't want!!!"

A sigh was heard from afar, and a pair of gentle hands embraced the woman's soul. The woman's ethereal and gentle voice rang in everyone's ears.

"Since you are the reincarnated mother of time, I will help you this time."

Yan An appeared in front of Zhen Qing at some point, reached out and lightly touched the rune on Zhen Qing's forehead. The man's voice was very light, "Go to sleep for a while."

Qiu Bieyi caught the boy and looked at him with red eyes, "Thank you."

Law reached out and touched the man's head. The warm power of chaos soothed the divine power that was constantly surging in his body. He whispered, "You know how much Weisheng loves time."

Law took a look at the young god held in Qiu Bieyi's arms. The boy's face was pale, the corners of his eyes were red, and there were tears on his eyelashes.

He sighed.

Ah Qing, in your long life as a god, the first lesson you learned as a god is the separation of life and death.

For people in this mortal world, life is fragile and fleeting, and separation is just the norm.

To you, it is just a speck of light in the long river of time.

Gods are not free, but rather constrained, and you cannot get everything you want.

May you wake up and understand that separation is just a part of God's life.

It is also the beginning of growth.