The sky curtain makes you a useless class monitor, yet you act arbitrarily for eternity?

The projection fades away.

Ai Kun's voice followed.

"From that moment on, a complete rift formed between the two."

"The Cold War has begun."

"Old Ancestor Yan poured all his pain into the weapon-refining tower, refining weapons over and over again."

"As for Mengbao."

"Under the influence of Wang Meifen, who was possessed by the Heavenly Dao, she followed that advice."

"If you want Old Ancestor Yan to leave her completely, don't send any messages."

"Thus, two little bitter gourds misunderstood each other, each wanting the other to be happy."

"Driven by the will of Heaven, they all delivered the most devastating blow to each other."

"well……"

The live stream was silent for a few seconds.

Then, the comments slowly started appearing.

"Everyone agreed that when you feel wronged, you should speak up."

"How come they all become mute when it really comes to that?"

"There's nothing we can do."

"One person desperately wants to do the best for the other, while the other believes that the other can only be happy after they leave."

"And then there's the manipulation of Heaven's will... tsk..."

"Both little ones were covered in bruises."

"What comes next? The main package?"

"behind……"

Aikun slowly fanned himself with a folding fan.

"Old Master Yan's series of failures quickly depleted almost all the money he had from selling his house."

"Night after night, he was accompanied by one cigarette after another."

"In the end, he seemed to have decided to accept his fate."

"I'm preparing to go back to work and suppress my dreams."

"But before that, he has to deal with his relationship with his first love."

"So, the night before Aunt Cheng's surgery, Old Master Yan remained silent for a long time before finally sending an invitation to his first love."

The projector lit up again.

The lights were off in Liang Rumeng's room.

The curtains were drawn tightly shut.

She hugged the Hello Kitty cat pillow that Yan Cong had given her, and huddled in the corner of the bed.

Grandma's voice came from outside the door.

"Xiaomeng, come out for dinner."

Liang Rumeng buried her face in the cushion, her voice muffled.

"I'm not hungry."

There was a moment of silence outside the door.

The old man sighed.

She has sighed many times in the past few days.

Ever since my granddaughter came back from playing outside, she hasn't been eating much.

I stay in my room all the time.

I don't know if she's crying or just spacing out.

In the room, the phone suddenly lit up.

Liang Rumeng's eyelashes trembled slightly.

She picked up her phone.

It was a message from Yan Cong.

Aunt Cheng will have surgery tomorrow.

She wants to see us.

Are you coming?

Liang Rumeng stared at those few lines of text, her eyes gradually brightening.

Her fingers flew across the input box.

【I miss you so much.】

I just finished typing it, now I'm deleting it.

Baby, I've been feeling really unwell these past few days.

Deleted again.

I didn't mean to ignore your messages.

I'll delete it.

She hugged the cat tightly, her fingertips hovering over the screen for a long time.

In the end, he only replied with one word.

【Um. 】

The projection is switched to the other side.

Yan Cong sat in the corner of the courtyard wall, with a few cigarette butts scattered at his feet.

He picked up the phone immediately when it lit up.

Upon seeing the word "hmm," the light in his eyes paused for half a second before slowly dimming.

Yan Cong placed his phone face down on his knee.

He held the cigarette between his fingers and took a deep drag.

He chuckled softly as the cigarette burned down to the end, scalding his fingers.

"Alright."

"Following me will only bring you hardship."

"She deserves a better future."

the other side.

The old man outside the door was preparing to leave.

suddenly.

The door opened.

Liang Rumeng walked out carrying the cat-shaped pillow, her eyes frighteningly red.

The old man was stunned.

"Xiao Meng?"

Liang Rumeng sat down at the dining table, picked up her bowl, and shoveled rice into her mouth.

The old woman was startled and quickly served her some food.

Eat slowly.

"There's more if it's not enough, don't choke."

Liang Rumeng nodded.

But tears fell one by one into the bowl.

She forced down the rice mixed with her tears.

The screen slowly rises.

The dining table, the old man, and the dim light all gradually blurred.

All that remained was the girl's voice, suppressed deep within her heart.

I need to see him tomorrow.

"He said it."

"He likes meaty things."

"I want to look my best when I see him."

Beyond the sky.

On the playground and rooftop, many people's eyes were already red with rage.

The chat in the live stream was completely overwhelmed.

"Damn it, Heaven has no heart!"

"Mengbao, waaaah... my sweet Mengbao!"

"She clearly really wants to see him!"

"I can use a knife, but please don't cut the two little ones!"

The projection fades away.

Ai Kun did not continue showing the footage.

He closed the folding fan and lowered his voice.

"Then, our patriarch Yan arranged for Grandma's affairs early in the morning and went to pick up his first love."

"It's cold in the early morning."

"Little Mengbao is waiting for Old Master Yan under the streetlight."

"That familiar beam of car lights appeared, but it didn't dispel all the grievances like it used to."

"Old Master Yan noticed how thin Mengbao had become."

"Mengbao also saw the weariness in his eyes."

"We care about each other."

"But neither of them spoke."

The two of them silently hitched a ride in town to the city.

"At the hospital entrance, they bought some fruit and went up the elevator."

"Then, before they got off the elevator, they spontaneously took each other's hands again."

"Pretend to be relaxed and intimate."

"In the surgical consent room, I saw Aunt Cheng, who was wearing a hospital gown and about to undergo surgery."

The two of them politely comforted Aunt Cheng.

"Then, I looked out the door and saw the operating room lights were on."

"Both of them were lost in thought, staring at the light."

"One person imagines giving birth inside, and upon emerging, the first thing they see is Yan Cong's panicked face."

"One thought was that while I was anxiously waiting outside, the first thing I would say when I saw the doctor come out was..."

"Save the mother! I don't know the younger one!"

Then, the doctor smiled and said that both mother and daughter were safe.

Both of them had smiles on their faces.

"But when the operating room lights went out, the fantasy went out with them."

They returned to reality and pursed their lips.

"Soon, after visiting Aunt Cheng after her surgery..."

The two boarded the bus back.

The projection behind Ai Kun lit up once again.

The old shuttle bus swayed and rattled.

The shadows of the trees outside the car window receded in sections.

Liang Rumeng leaned against the window, her face somewhat pale.

She gets carsick.

Yan Cong used to always remember to buy her motion sickness patches and green screaming toys in advance.

Neither of them mentioned it today.

The wheel rolled over a pothole.

Liang Rumeng tilted her head slightly and gently rested it on Yan Cong's shoulder.

Both of their bodies froze at the same time.

No one managed to avoid it.

Yan Cong looked down at her.

She has lost a lot of weight.

Her chin became noticeably sharper.

In the past, when it came close, it always carried a milky scent and a slightly sweet shampoo smell.

It still tastes the same.

Yan Cong raised his hand.

He wanted to touch her head.

But his hand remained suspended in mid-air before slowly retracting it.

After a while.

He turned his head and gently rested his head on top of hers.

Yan Cong closed his eyes.

Liang Rumeng opened her eyes.

She stared at his profile for a very long time.

Tears slid down the corners of my eyes and into my hair.

She didn't wipe it.

He murmured to himself.

"In a moment."

"Just a little while."

The two of them closed their eyes and said nothing more.

The carriage was very noisy.

Some people are watching short videos.

Someone made a phone call.

Some people complained that the road was too bumpy.

But they huddled together and, amidst the noise, slept the best sleep they'd had in a long time.

After falling asleep, their bodies bowed down first for them.

Yan Cong reached out and protected her head.

Liang Rumeng reached out and hugged Yan Cong's waist.

"Waaaaah..."

"I wish the scene could just stay here!"

"Depend on!!"

"Why do we have to break up when we still love each other?"

"Let Heaven's justice come out and take its punishment!"