Since Shen Jianxi's death, Cheng Wenyu had traveled across the entire Chongjian Continent with one of her old belongings.
Wherever she went, she would visit the best restaurant and order all their signature dishes.
She always had the waiter set out two pairs of chopsticks and bowls, unbothered by the stares of others, and would serve food into the empty bowl herself.
It was as if, by doing so, she would return.
This was the sixth city he had brought her to, and Cheng Wenyu was still the same as always.
The restaurant was crowded, and amidst the clamor, he, dressed in white, smiled and served food into the bowl beside him.
Children were playing and running in the restaurant, their ears filled with the waiter's warnings.
Cheng Wenyu paid no mind, focusing on his task.
However, the group of children, while playing tag, ran towards him. Unbeknownst to him, someone bumped into the bowl and chopsticks set out for her.
A shattering sound echoed, and a bowl full of food spilled onto the ground.
The children knew they had caused trouble and stood obediently with their heads down.
The waiter rushed over, "You little rascals..."
Before he could finish, he noticed the mess.
He awkwardly apologized to Cheng Wenyu, who stood frozen, "I'm so sorry, esteemed guest, I'll get you a new set of chopsticks and bowls."
He glared at the children and hurried to prepare them.
The children, left behind, looked at the older brother who said nothing. Exchanging glances, they cautiously left.
The waiter placed the new bowls and chopsticks down, apologizing incessantly.
Cheng Wenyu, however, heard nothing, his eyes fixed only on the broken pieces and the soiled food on the ground.
His eyes suddenly welled up.
"I'm sorry, Xixi. I failed to protect you again."
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Qiu Tao returned to Dongchang Province and took over his family business.
However, the person who used to greet everyone with a smile now seemed incapable of smiling, like a walking corpse.
After recovering from his injuries, Lin Xinglan left a letter stating his intention to search for a way to resurrect the deceased and then disappeared without a trace, his whereabouts unknown.
Yet, he never found the legendary method in his lifetime.
Among the four, only Fu Zi was in the best condition.
After becoming a god, he had his own divine palace and took charge of the Chongjian Continent.
However, in his leisure time, he always felt as if he had forgotten something, and a dull ache would often pierce his heart.
Whenever this happened, he would descend to the mortal realm.
He felt as though he were searching for something, yet not.
Until one day, when he felt the familiar pain again, Fu Zi arrived at Sifang City.
Although he had disguised his appearance to be ordinary, his aura still caused passersby to instinctively give him a wide berth.
Unconsciously, Fu Zi found himself at a place selling spirit pets.
Looking at the adorable Lingrou Fox in the cage, something flashed through his mind.
He stood there for a long time, but could not grasp the fleeting thought.
He resumed walking, following the direction of his intuition.
Until he stopped in front of a house.
Looking at the plaque that read "Shen Mansion," the thoughts in his mind grew more intense.
The dull ache in his heart became a sharp pain.
Fu Zi stumbled, clutching a nearby stone lion for support.
The guards at the Shen Mansion's entrance, seeing this, approached with concern, but he waved them away, indicating he was fine. Su Dan Novels Network.
Something in his mind was about to erupt. The hand he used to brace himself against the wall clenched into a fist with urgency.
Two handsome young men walked past him, casting him a strange glance.
Fu Zi overheard one of them say, "Our little sister has been gone for two years, but I always feel like she's still here. Brother, do you think she'll like the little trinket I made for her this time?"
The other man was silent for a moment before replying, "Xixi will like it."
Xixi, Shen Mansion, Lingrou Fox.
These words continuously struck Fu Zi.
The barrier that had been obstructing him finally broke, and memories surged forth.
After a long while, he curled up on the ground, weeping, constantly murmuring a single sentence:
"You were supposed to be hidden in my heart."
As he cried, he suddenly burst into laughter.
"Little liar," he said.
The world restarted.
(End of the Third World)