How can one become an immortal with such laziness?

Little Fire couldn't help but let out a joyful, loud cry, and leaped into a little flamingo, circling in the yard, with flames trailing a long tail behind it.

"Whoosh! Step!"

Reverting to human form, Little Fire landed on its feet.

She stood in front of the door, pushed it open and entered the living room, then eagerly ran towards her parents' bedroom, wanting to tell them the good news of successfully mastering the Nirvana Divine Power.

"bang bang"

Little Fire knocks on the door: "Mom and Dad, are you awake? Little Fire has good news to tell you. Open the door and let Little Fire in!"

"click"

A slight noise came from behind the door, and Xiao Huo's face lit up with surprise. She was really awake!

Taking advantage of the unlocked door, Xiao Huo twisted the doorknob and pushed it open, running towards her parents' bedside.

"Mom and Dad, Little Fire is already... eh?"

Xiao Huo was speaking when he suddenly froze.

She saw two figures wrapped in blankets on the bed. Her father, Hei Yang, was lying on his side, propping his head up with one hand, looking at Xiao Huo with a helpless expression.

Inside the blanket, Hongli was curled up in Heiyang's arms, her eyes red-rimmed, sobbing intermittently, looking heartbroken and distressed, as if she had suffered some great injustice.

Hei Yang gently patted her back, repeatedly comforting her, "It's alright, it's alright, don't cry, it's okay, there's no need to..."

"But, but, waaaah..."

Red glass tears flowed endlessly.

"Ah this..."

Seeing this, Xiao Huo's heart skipped a beat. She quickly ran to the two of them, poked her head out, and asked, "Mommy, Mommy, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Little, little fire, waah..."

Hongli choked back tears as she replied, "I... I'm... okay, sob sob..."

"Ah this..."

Xiao Huo panicked; he didn't seem to be alright at all.

She looked up at her father, Hei Yang, and quickly asked, "What happened to Mom, Dad? Did you make Mom cry?!"

"What?! How could this be? You've wronged me to death!"

Hei Yang, with dead fish eyes, said helplessly, "There are usually two possibilities when your mother cries like this."

First, I or a close friend or relative passes away unexpectedly.

"Ah, well, what about the other possibility..."

Little Fire looked at his mother with a worried expression.

"Something terrible must have happened..."

"Ah, no, that's not it..."

Hei Yang said quietly, "Your mother was reading a novel when she was attacked by a knife and lost her composure."

"Ehhhhh???"

Seeing Xiao Huo's puzzled expression, Hei Yang could only chuckle helplessly.

Hongli went to bed early last night, which caused her to wake up at three or four in the morning. She saw her husband, Heiyang, still sleeping soundly in her arms.

Hongli analyzed whether she would be beaten to death if she shouted "Get up!" in Heiyang's ear at this time. So she "mercifully" took pity on her husband and decided not to disturb his peaceful sleep.

I suddenly remembered that a series of novels she had been following for several years was coming to an end. I bought the last volume on my way home yesterday, but I haven't had a chance to read it yet.

With the idea that the day's plan starts at dawn, Hongli eagerly opened the last volume of the novel during this time, wanting to see what good things the author had in store for her.

Well, this time I didn't try to mess with her, I just ruined everything, cough cough...

As a result, when Hei Yang woke up early in the morning, he turned his head and saw his wife sitting there with red eyes wiping away tears. Hei Yang was so shocked that he quickly asked what had happened.

As a result, when Hongli looked up and saw Heiyang, she burst into tears and threw herself into his arms.

"Don't ask, the answer is I've been coaxing her for half an hour."

With dead fish eyes, Hei Yang patted Hong Li's back gently, both amused and exasperated, and said in a low voice, "Little Li, good Little Li, my wife."

Sister Hongli? Grandma, please stop crying, or I'll start crying too, waaaaah..."

"Oh, but, but..."

Hongli sobbed a few times, her voice trembling with tears, "But why? Why in the end? Why did the protagonist have to suffer so much in the end?"

And that little girl, sob sob, she just wanted to go home to her parents, what did she do wrong? She was so innocent, and in the end she was so helpless, so scared. Author, you have no heart, sob sob sob sob sob…

It was fine at first, sob sob sob, and then... it's all gone, all gone, sob sob sob, ha-hoo, ha-hoo-hoo, ha-hoo-ha-hoo..."

"Calm down, calm down, Miss Red! Miss Red? Take a deep breath, yes, take a deep breath, well done..."

Hei Yang sighed, looked up at the sky, and said, "I vaguely remember the last time she broke through my defenses like this was four years ago when she was fourteen..."

"Waaah, Hei Yang, don't mention that, just thinking about it..."

Hongli coughed twice, choking, and sobbed, "Thinking about the ending of that book makes me even sadder, sob sob sob..."

"You see."

Hei Yang sighed repeatedly, then used both hands to move Hong Li's body slightly, turning her over in his arms and holding her even tighter.

While comforting Hongli, he said helplessly to Xiaohuo, "Your mother's condition will continue for at least five more hours. She'll be fine once she's vented her emotions."

People like Hei Yang Hong Li, who can't seem to muster any enthusiasm for reality, almost all share a common trait: they have a rich imagination, strong ability to fill in the blanks, and a high capacity for empathy, which makes them more emotional.

Specifically, this manifests as a fondness for treating inanimate objects as companions, and a reluctance to throw away gradually useless and obsolete items, preferring to keep them at home taking up space.

They have more dreams for the future than fantasies about the past, and they don't care about things that others think are outrageous.

They cherish their current happiness and will become extremely irritable and angry if anyone tries to destroy their few pillars of support.

"But overall..."

Hei Yang looked at Xiao Huo and said quietly, "It's nothing serious, don't worry."

"Ah this..."

Xiao Huo revealed her crescent-shaped eyes, feeling slightly relieved, and couldn't help but ask, "So how did Dad comfort Mom before? For example, four years ago?"

Ah, back then...

Hei Yang turned his head away somewhat guiltily: "Back then..."

...............

"Xiao Li, Xiao Li, don't cry. Look who's coming over there?"

"Hmm, who's here..."

"Ata!"

"Ah, bang..."

Hei Yang looked at Hong Li, who had been knocked unconscious, and clapped his hands triumphantly: "Done!"

...............

"Ahem, well, children don't need to know that much!"

Hei Yang waved his hand, directly changing the subject.

"So, Little Fire, what brings you here to see your parents so early in the morning?"

"Ah uh..."

Xiao Huo glanced at his mother, who was gradually calming down under his father's soothing words, and secretly admired his father's professionalism. He then smiled somewhat sheepishly, scratched his head, and said, "Actually, it's nothing, it's just..."

"Yes! Little Fire has successfully cultivated into Nirvana Flame! I originally wanted to show it to Mom and Dad."

"Oh ho, you've already mastered it?"

Hei Yang couldn't help but give a thumbs up and praise, "Not bad, Little Fire, you really have a knack for it!"

"Hehe, it's all thanks to my parents for teaching me so well!"

Little Huo's face flushed slightly as he smiled shyly at his mother: "Mom, are you happy? Little Huo didn't disappoint you, did he?"

"..."

Hearing Xiao Huo's question, Hong Li suddenly wiped her tears on Hei Yang's chest, turned her head, forced a smile, and nodded, saying, "Yes! Xiao Huo is Mom's pride!"

"besides……"

Hongli rubbed her red eyes, pouted, and muttered unhappily, "Don't listen to your dad's nonsense. What five hours? Who would cry for that long!"

I was just touched by the storyline and haven't quite recovered from it yet.

"Oh yes, yes, I haven't recovered yet. I was crying like I was dead."

Hei Yang rolled his eyes and muttered, "Speaking of which, if I were..."

"Don't talk nonsense!"

Hong Li unleashed a powerful punch, slamming it into Hei Yang's chest, causing the latter's eyes to widen in shock, almost knocking him out.