In Zhu Xian, people start to rise from plundering entries

Su Han stared at Bi Yao, his eyes full of pity.

At this moment, she was like a wounded bird with broken wings, so fragile and helpless, as if a breeze could easily destroy her.

Su Han slowly stretched out his arms and gently embraced Bi Yao in his arms.

The voice was gentle, like the warmest spring breeze, comforting: "Don't be sad, everything is over."

Bi Yao buried her head in Su Han's arms, her tears flowing like a flood, soaking Su Han's clothes.

She choked up with sobs, her voice filled with endless sorrow, and continued, "But not long after, grandma died from her injuries... she died..."

As she spoke, her body began to tremble violently, as if she had returned to the endless darkness and despair.

Memories flooded in like a raging tide, and Biyao's eyes became empty and blurred: "My mother took me with her in the pitch-black darkness, crying bitterly."

“I still remember that cry…”

"We didn't bury grandma until we cried until our voices were hoarse and our tears dried up."

"We were also trapped deep underground. Apart from a few drops of water occasionally seeping out from between the rocks, there was nothing but hard and cold rock around us."

When Bi Yao said this, she subconsciously shrank into Su Han's arms, as if she could still feel the fear brought by the endless darkness.

"I was so scared, my stomach was growling with hunger, and I couldn't stop crying."

"My mother held me tightly and whispered in my ear, 'Don't be afraid, Xiaoyao, Dad will come to save us.'"

"Although my mother's voice was weak, it was firm and firm, like a glimmer of light in the darkness, which gave me the courage to live."

Su Han listened quietly, his hands patting Biyao's back gently and rhythmically.

"But the darkness here seemed endless. Days passed, but my father never came."

Biyao's voice became more trembling, and she continued in a sobbing voice, "I was so hungry that I couldn't bear it anymore, so I kept crying to my mother for food."

"The mother searched the cave again and again, not leaving behind even the slightest edible thing."

"But she groped in the darkness, and came back empty-handed every time..."

"In the end, I was so hungry that I didn't even have the energy to cry. I could only lie in my mother's arms, breathing weakly."

"That kind of despair is like being thrown into a bottomless abyss with no end in sight."

As Biyao spoke, tears welled up in her eyes again and slid down her cheeks.

"But suddenly one day, my mother called me excitedly: 'Xiaoyao, there is food!'"

"I opened my eyes dazedly and saw my mother holding a piece of meat in her hand."

"I was so hungry that I didn't care about anything else and just ate it.

"After eating, I seemed to fall asleep comfortably."

"At that time, I heard my mother laughing in the darkness. In that laughter, there was relief, but also helplessness..."

There was a flash of pain and confusion in Biyao's eyes.

"From then on, my mother would find me a piece of meat every once in a while, and I survived on this meat."

"But my mother's voice became weaker and weaker."

"I'm sorry, I'm really sorry. I was too young at the time. I didn't understand what was happening. I just knew that as long as I had food, I could survive."

When Biyao said this, she burst into tears and her body twitched violently.

Su Han pursed his lips, hugged Bi Yao tightly in his arms, as if to pass all his warmth to her, and comforted her softly: "Don't think about it, don't think about it, it's all over, you are safe now, I am here, nothing will happen again."

Bi Yao continued to talk to herself, "Finally one day, I called my mother as usual, but she didn't answer."

"I kept shouting, and my voice echoed in the empty cave, but I never got a response."

"At that moment, I knew that my mother had also left me, and I was left alone in the darkness, quietly waiting to die." Biyao's tears rolled down like beads that had broken off the string.

"Until one day, a beam of light suddenly shone down from above my head."

"The light was so dazzling in the darkness that I screamed in fear and hid in the deepest corner, covering my eyes tightly with my hands."

As Bi Yao spoke, her body trembled slightly, as if she had returned to that terrifying moment again.

"Then, the light became brighter and brighter, and the hole above became larger and larger."

"I heard my father calling my mother and me, and then I saw my father jump down..."

"My father didn't look at me first, but looked directly at my mother."

Biyao's voice was a little hoarse, with deep pain and a hint of fear.

"I walked over and called my father in a low voice, with a hint of timidity in my voice."

"Father turned around slowly, his eyes were so cold that I was scared."

"I whispered, 'Dad, where is Mom?'"

"At that moment, I felt that my father was terrible..."

"There was a look in his eyes that seemed to want to kill me for a moment."

As she spoke, Bi Yao raised her head slightly and looked at Su Han, "I know I was wrong, I deserve to die, right? If my death can bring my mother back, I am willing to die."

"But I can't..."

"My life was bought back by my mother with her own life. If I die, wouldn't my mother's death be in vain?"

"I can't die, I don't want to die..."

"I want to live for my mother, and live well."

Su Han nodded and gently stroked Bi Yao's hair. "Yes, you must live well and not die."

"If you die, your mother's death will be in vain. You must live and live well."

"And I will definitely take you out! Don't worry!"

Bi Yao nodded quietly, then wiped her tears, buried her head in Su Han's arms again, and continued to speak.

"but……"

“Finally, my father didn’t do anything. Instead, he slowly came over, held me in his arms, and left the dark cave.”

Biyao finished.

The whole person seemed to have exhausted all his strength and collapsed in Su Han's arms.

"I know my father must hate me. He won't even see me."

"I don't know how long it has been since I last saw him..."

Su Han gently wiped the tears from Bi Yao's face, "No, how could there be a father in the world who hates his own daughter?"

"Besides, you are the continuation of your mother's life. Your father won't hate you."

He comforted Bi Yao lovingly, patting her gently all the time, without stopping.

With his comfort, Biyao's crying gradually became softer, her emotions slowly calmed down, and she finally fell asleep in his arms.

Su Han looked at Bi Yao who was sleeping in his arms, sighed softly, his eyes full of pity, and exclaimed.

"What a poor... fellow." (End of this chapter)