Weird collapse, chasing husband crematorium

"Sister Shi Yu, I am now a professor at a prestigious university. If my younger brothers and sisters have any questions about their studies, I can help them."

"Sister Shi Yu, I'm getting married next year, you must come!"

"Sister Shi Yu..."

"Sister Shi Yu..."

The cheerful shouts of the crowd made Shi Yu Qiluo feel as if she had returned to thirty years ago. She subconsciously turned her head to look at the empty seat next to her.

There was nothing there—

Shigure Kira smiled silently, adjusted her expression, and responded to the children's words one by one.

However, that moment of loss did not escape his daughter's sharp eyes.

After finishing her meal, she returned to her room. Her daughter stood at the door and knocked. After getting Shigure Kirara's consent, she walked in.

In the room, there were only mother and daughter, sitting opposite each other.

"Ling, what's the matter with you coming to see me so late?"

"...Nothing, I just want to...well, there are things I want to talk to mom about."

Ling stood up and sat next to Shiyu Qiluo from the opposite side, puffed out his cheeks and leaned on Shiyu Qiluo's shoulder.

Looking depressed.

"Mom, where is Dad now? You always say he's doing something important, but no matter how important it is, can it be more important than you and me? He hasn't come back to see us for over 20 years..."

"I didn't come when I was admitted to university, and I didn't come when I got married. Everyone laughed at me..."

Ling realized something and stopped talking.

Shi Yu Qiluo gently placed her hand on Ling's head and stroked it lightly.

She didn't continue the conversation because she knew what her daughter wanted to say.

"He's a remarkable man, Ling. You must remember this and let everyone know that your father works really hard..."

"I don't believe it." Ling pouted, looking depressed. "My brothers and sisters all know that they should come back to visit you after they become successful, but my cheap dad won't even call us. Mom, everyone else laughs at you, laughing at you for being cheated! Dumped by dad!"

As soon as she finished speaking, Shigure Kirara's gentle caressing stopped.

Ling realized that what he said was inappropriate and slowly turned his head, only to see Shi Yu Qiluo's serious and angry expression.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that to my dad..." Ling lowered his head and apologized decisively.

After decades of living together, she has become very familiar with her mother's habits.

She won't get angry about most topics, even if someone curses her in front of her that she will have a short life because of using technology to maintain her appearance, she won't get angry.

Ling knew that this had nothing to do with technology. Her mother told her that it was related to a strange ability called "making a wish."

Chapter 18 That Bright Red

However, her mother refused to reveal even a little bit about what the strange thing was, no matter how much she acted coquettishly.

The only thing is that when it comes to the topic of her own father, my mother does not allow anyone to slander or discriminate against him.

So apologize quickly and sincerely, otherwise you will see her like a cat with its fur standing on end.

When I was little, I was ignorant and called my father a bastard after calling him by his real name. I was kicked out of the house and made to kneel in the yard for a whole day and night...

It was raining that day, and even though my younger siblings pleaded for mercy, it was useless. I knelt for 24 hours and didn't even go to school...

Now it’s scary just thinking about it…

Ling lowered his head and took a breath silently.

This is one of the few shadows in my childhood.

"You haven't met him. If you were me, and you were to break through the situation with him under such circumstances, you might not like your current husband anymore. Or, you might not like everyone you know."

"Is it really that exaggerated..."

"Yes. When death is approaching, the spirits and wills of those around you are collapsing one by one, and everyone has given up on living, you will realize how blessed it is to have someone who refuses to give up, strives to find the key to a breakthrough, and is willing to take you away."

“Isn’t this a suspension bridge effect?”

"The suspension bridge is broken, and when it's falling into the abyss, there are still people willing to pull you up. Even if it's the suspension bridge effect, what does it matter? Ling, you may not be able to understand what it means when someone is willing to abandon their heavy responsibilities just for that tiny possibility of pulling you out of hell..."

"That's no longer a simple drawbridge effect, Ling. Have you ever asked your husband if he's willing to die for you?"

"Uh... this topic is too heavy. I think... working hard for each other is fine, but dying for each other is too serious and a bit difficult."

“But he did it, and so did I.”

Shi Yu Qiluo spoke to Ling earnestly, and her mind involuntarily emerged the memory of Li Mo in the Soul Crossing Passage, his eyes blurred and his five senses lost, but he still wanted to grab her hand and sing "Twinkle, Twinkle Qiluo Star"...

What responsibility? What commitment?

If you can't even stop the crying that's right next to you, how can you talk about your grand ideals that are far away?

Li Mo...is just such a person.

Shigure Kirara seemed to be drunk, immersed in beautiful memories.

Ling coughed lightly twice and casually said, "Well, I didn't expect Dad to be so powerful."

"He is the most powerful person in the world!" Shigure Kirara responded immediately.

Ling praised her for a few words, turned her head and saw her mother's eyes shining with admiration and respect.

It’s bad, my mother has gone crazy again, there’s no way to save her.

The mother and daughter were having a sincere conversation, unaware that there was an imperceptible shadow behind them.

After Ling left, Shi Yu Qiluo gently lifted the soft quilt and slowly lay down, and the fatigue of the day gradually dissipated.

The light in the room was soft and warm. Shigure Qiluo closed her eyes, and the thrilling scenes of the past emerged one by one.

However, just as she was about to press the switch of the bedside lamp, letting the darkness completely engulf the space, a sudden warm touch came from behind.

A pair of hands, like the gentlest catkins in the spring breeze, gently embraced her slender waist.

The sudden change made Shigure Kirara tense up all her nerves instantly. She turned over suddenly, and her instinctive reaction drove her to throw a swift punch.

Even without the aid of armor, the power of an S-class Valkyrie can easily overwhelm any evildoer.

But unexpectedly, the hands did not withdraw. Instead, one hand stretched out to catch her fist, dissolving all the force into nothingness.

Shi Yu Qiluo's heartbeat quickened and her breathing became rapid. Just as she was about to exert force again, she saw the other person's face clearly.

In a split second, time in the subjective sense almost froze.

Countless indescribable emotions welled up in Shigure Kirara's heart. Was it the long-lost peace of mind? The deep longing? The joy of reunion?

She didn't know, she couldn't tell, her brain was drunk and it was difficult for her to think.

The clenched fists had loosened unconsciously, and all the tension and defensiveness melted away in an instant.

The heart that had been silent for thirty years seemed to be illuminated by the warm sunlight at this moment, and all the haze and coldness were swept away.

A warm current surged from the bottom of my heart to my eyes, turning into crystal tears that flowed down uncontrollably.

Shi Yu Qiluo choked with sobs, speaking in a hoarse voice as if her vocal cords were broken: "Li Mo, you're back..."

After a long time, the expectation of reunion was finally responded.

"Well, I'm back."

Li Mo buried Shi Yu Qiluo in his arms. For the next half hour, the only sound in the room was the long-lasting, faint crying.

"Woo..."

"Woo..."

Shi Yu Qiluo collapsed like a wounded kitten in the corner of the damp, dark alley, curled up in Li Mo's arms. Her hands tightly grasped Li Mo's clothes, and tears like pearls from a broken string continuously rolled down her eyes and dripped onto Li Mo's chest, each drop like a heavy hammer hitting his heart.

"Sorry, I'm late..."

Li Mo could feel that Shi Yu Qiluo's entire body was shaking constantly.

He didn't know any skills to comfort people, so he could only hug Shi Yu Qi Luo and pat her back gently.

Shigure Kirara's crying gradually subsided, but her tears were still flowing silently.

"Mmm..." Shigure Kirara raised her head, her nose red, sobbing softly.

Suddenly, a flash of inspiration came to Li Mo's mind——

Brain: Oh, I have a bad idea!

Li Mo: Oh, good idea!

Seeing Shi Yu Qiluo's tearful eyes, Li Mo lost his composure and blurted out without thinking: "Why did you wipe your snot on me? You have to pay me."

After saying that, Li Mo began to regret it.

What the hell is this "destined to be alone" statement? It's all your fault. I'll give it to you later!

The next second, Shigure Qiluo pounced on him, with a clear glimmer of desire in his eyes, and there was no distance between them anymore.

"Mo...can I...call you that?"

"Um……"

Li Mo did not refuse.

The original crying sound turned into a muffled groan due to difficulty breathing.

After a long while, Shigure Qiluo answered the previous question with a blushing face: "Then I will give you everything I have..."

Embrace each other, seize the day...

Blood and tenderness, screams and cheers, dead silence and sunshine...

The numb spirit gradually relaxes in the softness and warmth, and the complete human nature slowly revives.

Both paths are doomed to failure.

Although dying can protect you from all future depression and sadness, it will also block out happiness and smiles.

Li Mo is very clear that his life will eventually be a process of constant rebirth, from immaturity to maturity, and from enthusiasm to alienation.

This is his destiny and his destination.

The only thing you can do is to raise your head, focus your gaze on the end of time, and resist forever.

In the early morning, when everyone was still asleep, the morning light barely peeked out its cute little head from the horizon.

Li Mo got up early and went into the kitchen.

The layout of this house is exactly the same as that of a haunted house. Li Mo can cook skillfully even with his eyes closed.

There was no need to "make a wish", he wanted to personally cook a meal for the two people's "little dream".

For Li Mo at this moment, this is the first time and the last time...

Just as Li Mo was cooking, an unusual noise came from the door.

It was very light, as if the person opening the door deliberately lowered the sound.

Li Mo was certain that this situation was spreading from the outside to the inside. He froze the space and time of the kitchen and snapped his fingers, and all the lights on the first floor lit up.

At the same time, Li Mo teleported to the front of the main gate with a sharp look.

The visitor was a middle-aged woman, about thirty or forty years old. Li Mo searched his memory but did not find any impression of such a person.

However, the middle-aged woman covered her mouth with her hands, and her ten fingers trembled like dead branches in the rain.

Gently called out: "Brother...Brother...you are still alive..."

Li Mo frowned slightly, not reacting, a hint of hesitation flashed in his eyes: "Who are you?"

"I'm……"

The middle-aged woman was about to give an answer when she suddenly changed her mind, bit her lip, and said, "She is a neighbor of Sister Shiyu Qiluo. She came to visit Sister Shiyu Qiluo today."

Li Mo snorted coldly, and several chains wrapped around the middle-aged woman's limbs.

"I don't believe anyone would come to visit when the host is all asleep. Since you don't want to reveal it, I have to come and get the answer myself."

Li Mo quickly stepped forward and touched the other person's forehead with his finger.

In an instant, the chains broke apart, and Li Mo stood there in a daze, looking at the silly woman in front of him with a simple and honest smile in disbelief.