Capítulo 277

Mu Nancheng's clothes were already soaked with sweat, but he seemed completely unaware of it.

Looking at the clean courtyard, he picked up Yu Tang's urn and sat down under the locust tree in the yard. Leaning against the trunk, he looked at the lit house and said to himself, "Tangtang, look, I've brought you home."

"I've also cleaned up the house and yard. Tomorrow I'll go to the market to buy some chicks and ducklings, and the yard will be lively again."

"This time we're back, and we're not leaving again, never again, okay?"

"If you hear me, please reply."

"Please, just appear in my dream, I beg you..."

As he said this, Mu Nancheng's head started to ache again.

When he went to the hospital to claim Yu Tang's body, the doctor told him to have surgery as soon as possible, otherwise no one would be able to save him.

Upon hearing the doctor's words, Mu Nancheng not only showed no anxiety or sadness, but instead burst out laughing.

The doctor felt a chill run down his spine from his laughter and frowned, asking him why he was laughing.

Mu Nancheng shook his head, offered no explanation, and left the hospital with Yu Tang's body.

Now, recalling the moment, the boy pressed his cheek against the box in his hand and whispered, "Tangtang, I'm giving up on the surgery."

"Rather than dying on the operating table, I'd rather stay in this courtyard with you until the very end..."

"I know this idea is reckless, and I know if you were here, you would definitely scold me, tell me to get the surgery done right away, and then tell me to live well."

"But do you know what? After you left, I finally realized that my world was only so small, it could only hold you alone."

It's hateful that I didn't realize this before, still clinging to the naive belief that as long as I got everything, you would stay by my side forever, and we could break your nightmare and create a perfect ending..."

“I think, if we hadn’t left Sanyu Village. If we hadn’t returned to the Mu family. If I hadn’t been so vengeful. If I hadn’t gone after Eileen… if I hadn’t let you go…”

"We're definitely living a happy life now, right?"

"You said you don't blame me, you said you're glad I've figured out what I want..."

"How can I, who personally caused the death of the person I love most, continue to live in this world without you?"

The boy clutched the box tightly, gritting his teeth, "Tangtang, I can't do this alone..."

"I can't handle this alone..."

"I really... can't take it anymore..."

That night, Mu Nancheng did not dream.

He didn't even dream for the next month.

The chicks we bought from town are now half-grown. When they see Mu Nancheng carrying rice grains and small insects from the vegetable garden, they chirp as if they know that Mu Nancheng is their owner.

Before the surgery, the Mu family, which Mu Nancheng had secretly controlled most of before, was completely abandoned by Mu Nancheng after this incident.

His hair had grown long and was somewhat frizzy due to neglect, and he had dark circles under his eyes.

In addition, the blood clots can compress nerves, causing headaches and nausea.

So he had little appetite every day, and his cheeks quickly became thin. He lost that lively and handsome look, and all that remained was a deathly stillness and a chilling loneliness.

The villagers knew he had returned and came to inquire about Mu Nancheng and Yu Tang's whereabouts.

Mu Nancheng, however, remained silent, as if he were mute.

Over time, no one asked anymore.

The village children thought he had become mute after going out, and out of curiosity, they ran over and peeked at him from behind the fence of his yard.

Then they would see Mu Nancheng kneeling in front of the mound under the locust tree, talking to himself.

The words were muffled but clearly audible: "Tangtang, why are you so heartless? You won't even let me have a dream..."

And there's also "I miss you so much".

"I just want to see you again..."

The voice was full of pleading, hoarse and unpleasant, like the low weeping of a lost soul, devoid of any life.

The children were so frightened that they dared not peek into the yard anymore, and when they got home they said that Mu Nancheng had gone mad.

After that, the villagers looked at him with even more strange eyes. Wherever Mu Nancheng went, they would stay far away, afraid of being infected with his madness.

Another half month passed, and Mu Nancheng could no longer sleep.

In the dead of night, he opened his eyes wide, looked at the plastic roof, and recalled the bits and pieces of his and Yu Tang’s time in this house.

On the day they first met, he was thrown into a daze and became mentally impaired. All he could do was keep stuffing cold steamed buns into his mouth, and scream whenever he saw a man appear.

The man tried to coax him with a helpless expression, but when that didn't work, he pretended to be very fierce and said that if he didn't listen, a ghost would appear and take him away.

Seeing that this method was effective, he spent the rest of his time using this phrase to scare him.

Despite being such a grown-up, she acts like a child.

But it was precisely this kind of man who gradually entered his heart.

Yu Tang taught him what is right and wrong, taught him to love life, and taught him to be kind to others.

However, his deep-seated flaws were incurable, and his obsession became an affliction. He even stubbornly and self-righteously concealed his wrongdoings from the other party, ultimately leading to this irreversible outcome...

He still remembers the two of them coming back from the market together, riding their heavy old bicycles. He would huddle in the woven basket, holding a chick and singing. The man riding in front of him would turn around and smile when he heard him.

The sunset that day was fiery red, so beautiful...

I want to go back... I really want to go back to the past...

Tears welled up in his eyes, but Mu Nancheng tried desperately to hold them back.

Because Yu Tang wouldn't let him cry, because the man said he would look ugly when he cried.

That would be embarrassing...

So after the other person died, no matter how much pain he was in, he never cried again.

But now, he still couldn't help himself.

"Tangtang...I miss you..."

He lay in bed, covered his eyes with his hands, and tears seeped through his fingers.

She cried, trembling all over, feeling utterly wronged: "I miss you so much! You won't even let me dream about you..."

"I know I was wrong. You said that admitting your mistakes and correcting them makes you a good child. But I corrected them, and you're no longer here..."

"I won't... I won't listen! You won't let me cry! If I cry, I'll let a ghost come and catch me! Let it come and catch me!"

"Say it again, please, say it again and let him come and arrest me, please... please..."

The night in the countryside is dark and quiet.

Mu Nancheng's mournful and pitiful cries filled the simple house, even drifting out of the window and merging into the darkness.

But in the end, nothing was evoked, and nothing was left behind.

Later, after an autumn rain, the people of Sanyu Village found Mu Nancheng's body under the locust tree in Yutang's courtyard.

It wasn't a blood clot that compressed the nerves that caused the death, but rather a simple bottle of pesticide.

A teenager who has just turned eighteen should be full of vigor and pursuing his dreams.

But Mu Nancheng quietly embraced the muddy mound, ending his life with a smile on his lips.

Many people were shocked and saddened.

But only Mu Nancheng himself knew that this was what he wanted.

He longed to see Tangtang.

I want to hear the man laugh and curse at me again:

Silly boy, if you don't behave, the ghost will come and get you...

Chapter 1

Died for the villain for the ninth time (01)

Back in the soul space, Yu Tang fell silent.

He placed his hand on his chest, closed his eyes, and could still see Mu Nancheng's tear-filled eyes.

After a long silence, he said to Xiao Jin, "Xiao Jin, this world makes me feel very uncomfortable. I feel like I've let Mu Nancheng down."

"Among the villains from several worlds, he is the youngest, the weakest, and has a distorted worldview."

But in the end, he did change, and he had just finished changing when I... left him.

"Furthermore, I am well aware that a large part of my goodwill towards him is based on my previous villainous role. In reality, my feelings for Mu Nancheng are more about responsibility and tolerance."

I treated him like a naughty child and spoiled him.

She didn't treat him as a true lover.

"If only we had more time, if only things could be like they were in the last world..."

At this point, Yu Tang paused, lowered his head, and gritted his teeth, saying, "This world truly has too many regrets. Neither I nor Mu Nancheng were mature enough..."

"Yes, there are so many regrets." Xiao Jin was still rubbing his nose, his voice trembling. He comforted Yu Tang: "But host, you have already done enough, you have done enough."

Furthermore, through these worlds, I vaguely feel that they all allude to your past with the Supreme God. I think there must be many regrets between you and the Supreme God. Otherwise, how could you have been entangled for ten thousand years?

Furthermore, Mu Nancheng represents the human soul, and his flaws are quite obvious, which destined him to experience hardships and suffering.

After all, no one's life is absolutely perfect.

His words enlightened Yu Tang.

It made the man slightly lost in thought.

After a long while, Yu Tang understood a little better, composed himself, and said, "Okay, I understand. Let's hurry up and go to the next world. There are only two left out of ten worlds now. After we finish these two worlds and meet Wei Yuan, it won't be too late to make up for those regrets."

Xiao Jin breathed a sigh of relief when she saw that he was no longer in so much pain.

He agreed and began checking the points and organizing the world jump.

Because both of them had just experienced the sorrow of the previous world.

Therefore, I didn't pay much attention to the changes in Yutang's soul space this time.

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