CHAPTER 784: CHAPTER 780: EXTRA STORY | NO REGRETS LEFT

"Mom, Mom—Dad!" Xie Yuyue, with tears still streaming down her face, suddenly knelt and screamed in agony.

The greatest pain in life is none other than the loss of one’s parents.

Xie Yuyue constantly blamed herself, believing that her aggressive and reckless actions were the factors that led to her parents’ illness; she was filled with regret and thus even more severe on herself.

By the time she hurriedly took leave from the Military School and returned to the small farm where her parents were vacationing, she saw her three brothers kneeling woodenly in front of their parents.

Except for Brother Xiao Jiu, who was in seclusion at the research institute, the four siblings were all present.

"Dad, Mom!" Xie Yuyue cried out and knelt forward, calling out with heartbreaking sobs:

"Mom, Mom, Little Shier was wrong. Please look at me! I won’t cause anymore trouble, I’ll listen to you, don’t sleep, don’t sleep..."

Xie Yuyue wanted to embrace her parents and wake them up: She really realized her mistakes, but there is no medicine for regret in this world!

Even though Mom had advised her many times, it couldn’t resolve the heavy burden in her heart—

If only she hadn’t been so headstrong and rash in her youth, how could her brothers and siblings, who hadn’t fully established their own families or come of age yet, have lost their support so prematurely!

But, the brothers standing in her way, all had tears in their eyes as they forcibly stopped her, murmuring:

"Sister, don’t touch; Brother Xiao Jiu hasn’t arrived yet..." saying this, Xiao Shiyi pointed to show his sister,

Seeing their parents huddled together, they looked as though they were sleeping. However, at the spot Shiyi pointed to, it made Xie Yuyue’s pupils dilate—

Father!

Xie Jingchen’s arm, protecting Yan Jinsu, was already half-disintegrated!

It was truly dissolving, that half arm, its edges visibly fuzzy as particles.

Because of the Bloodline Sensing, being children of Yan Jinsu, the sensitivity was the strongest; by the time Xie Yuyue arrived, the three brothers were already gathered on one side, with several uncles from the Yan Family sitting disheartened behind them, even the usually frail maternal grandfather was present!

Fortunately, despite being heartbroken, the three brothers still knew their proprieties and took turns coming forward to bow and express their condolences to the visitors...

Not long after Xie Yuyue arrived, the third generation of the Xie family with the character ’Yu’ in their names arrived, the earliest were Xiao Si, Xiaoqi, and Xiao Wu.

Seeing Xiao Shier kneeling alone in front of Xie Jingchen and his wife, her little face flushed red with silent tears, those usually observant and smart children were all pale, silently kneeling down.

The most heartbroken, apart from Yan Jinsu’s five children, were Xiao Si and Xiaoqi, who had basically lived with Yan Jinsu since their biological parents divorced.

Xiaoqi and Xiao Shier were best friends; seeing her youngest sister unable to catch her breath from crying, Xiaoqi couldn’t console her and could only hold her, both sisters crying uncontrollably.

Other than calling her differently, to Xiaoqi, Second Aunt was as dear as a foster mother, for what weight does birth hold against upbringing!

Recalling how Second Aunt had called her last night, slowly speaking to ask her to console Xiao Shier more, not to blame herself, and also, to take good care of themselves...

These words, like last words, had gradually become familiar over the past three years; Yan Jinsu treated each day as a gift, hoping that those alive would look forward—

"Xiao Shier, stop crying, Second Aunt doesn’t like us crying! No more crying, be good~ Let Second Aunt and Second Uncle leave us in peace~"

"Sis, don’t cry. Dad and Mom didn’t suffer at all; they passed away content..." Xiao Shisan, with red-rimmed eyes, advised her.

Clearly, even though Xiao Shisan didn’t make a sound, his tears had been wiped countless times.

He was the youngest child in the family, and his older siblings always gave way to him. Because of this, he was the gentlest among the three brothers.

However, seeing his sister crying so hard that she could barely breathe, he couldn’t bear it.

His parents’ illness had been anticipated long ago, and they had been prepared for it over the three years as their parents’ bodies aged rapidly.

If it weren’t for their parents’ dislike of having ’outsiders’ hovering around them, they probably wouldn’t even be able to manage their normal lives. But Mom insisted:

Everyone has their own path to follow, with countless scenes ahead; do not be arrogant, nor be discouraged, just walk steadfastly...

Mom and Dad didn’t allow them to take leave and stay at home, only allowing them to continue their studies or careers, as they wished to enjoy their sweet world for two.

Xie Jingchen, who already felt he owed his little wife half a lifetime, naturally did whatever his wife said.

Although the children were his, he also cherished them.

But, when each child grows into an independent person, each is independent, and the only person Xie Jingchen will always need to cherish and protect is Yan Jinsu.

As his wife said, the children have their own paths to follow. In the future, they will have their own families, and the one who will walk through life with them will ultimately be the partner sleeping beside them.

By the time Xie Yuchen hurriedly arrived, the small farm was already filled with family members, including white-haired Mr. Xie and his wife, brought over with the support of Eldest Xie and his wife.

Seeing his most beloved son and daughter-in-law, smiling and embracing each other, the upward curve of their lips showed that they passed away without any pain. Knowing this, Mr. Xie gently patted his wife’s hand and murmured:

"Living like this, I have no regrets."

Zhou Xiuhua’s eyes reddened, and her tears unstoppable, hearing her husband’s words, she nodded sadly, but then added softly:

"Shitou took his wife and left, but we have to keep going. Our grandchildren are still young, Little Shier needs us now, and we must not let the children be sad again..."

"Alright, alright, let’s make another effort, to live to seventy or eighty, as long as you obey, this old man will always be by your side." Mr. Xie wiped the teardrops at the corner of his eyes and assured his wife with vigorous energy.

Meanwhile, at this moment, Xie Yuchen’s eyes were bloodshot as he looked at his parents. Stumbling a few steps, he hastily knelt in front of his parents, opening his mouth twice before he could earnestly and mournfully say:

"Dad, Mom, Little Jiu’er is late!"

Although Xie Yuchen had not yet touched his parents, strangely enough, under everyone’s sad and surprised gaze, it appeared that the corpses of Xie Jingchen and Yan Jinsu nodded and smiled at them—

A peculiar whirlwind blew up, stirring up a flurry of petals, and for a moment, the intense wind swirled around like a storm, forcing everyone to close their eyes.

Only the five children of the Xie family stared wide-eyed at the miraculous sight of their parents’ bodies!

"Children, live well, do not fail yourselves or the years..."

A faint voice, gently echoing in the ears of Xie Yuchen and his siblings.

It was Mom!

Later, they also heard their father’s hearty advice, revealing his uncontrollable affection for his wife:

"My dear wife, are you satisfied now?! Alright, the children will be alright... It’s just an apocalypse after all, eventually, the whole family will reunite—"

As the voices ended, the parents’ bodies dematerialized, turning into invisible dust in everyone’s eyes...

Xie Yuchen, with the strongest spiritual power, clearly saw that the dust from their parents’ dematerialization melted like ’snow’ on their loved ones!

And it was only when they truly faced the harsh apocalypse more than a decade later, able to cope with composure, did they realize how precious the survival skills and resources their parents left them were!