latelenovela Chapter 220 No——!
Chapter 220 No——!
Xingyun recalled every moment he spent with the flowers and birds. Those ordinary yet warm days have now become the most precious memories in his heart.
He regretted why he didn't cherish every moment with her and why he didn't stay by her side when she needed him.
"Hua Niao, I was wrong... I was really wrong. I am willing to use everything I have to exchange for your life, even if it costs me my own life. But now it's too late to say anything, you have left me, leaving me with only endless regret and pain."
Xingyun's hands were trembling. He tried to use his spiritual power to feel the pulse of the flowers and birds, to explore the faint breath of life, but the only response he got was dead silence.
He understood that everything was irreversible and he could only endure the pain of loss in silence.
At this moment, Xingyun seemed to have grown a lot.
If he were given a chance to live again, he would spend the rest of his life protecting those he cherished and never let a similar tragedy happen again.
If he had already learned the secret technique...
If he is strong enough, he will definitely be able to protect the flowers and birds...
Just when he wanted to turn this love into eternity and hug the flowers and birds tightly and never let go, miraculously, a brilliant light bloomed from his arms.
In that light, birds flapped their wings and flew high, butterflies danced, and flowers bloomed, surrounding the flowers and birds, as if bidding farewell to her departure. Under the illumination of this light, the bodies of the flowers and birds gradually became transparent, and finally turned into countless tiny points of light, blending into the embrace of nature.
The moment Xingyun witnessed the flowers and birds transform into flying birds, butterflies and flowers, and gradually rise into the sky and fly away, his heart seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and the pain was so severe that he almost suffocated.
He suddenly stretched out his hands, trying his best to grab something. Even if it was just a ray of light that flew away, it would be enough to give him a little comfort.
“Flowers and birds! Flowers and birds—!”
He shouted loudly, his voice filled with despair and reluctance, and every word seemed to be torn out from the deepest part of his heart, carrying with it endless sorrow and unwillingness.
He stretched out his hands and grabbed randomly in the air, as if he wanted to catch the flying birds, butterflies and flowers one by one and make them gather together into the shape of flowers and birds again.
However, those lights and shadows were like illusory bubbles that dissipated at the touch of a finger. No matter how hard he tried, he could not touch them. His fingers traced empty tracks in the air, and finally he could only let them fall helplessly, letting the tears blur his vision.
"Don't go... don't leave me..."
He muttered to himself, his voice low and hoarse, and every word was like a heavy lead weight pressing on his heart, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.
He closed his eyes tightly, trying to erase it all from his mind, but the voices, smiles and appearances of the flowers and birds were like a brand, deeply engraved in his heart and could not be erased.
The air around him seemed to freeze, leaving only his heavy breathing and the faint sound of birds singing in the distance.
At this moment, time seemed to stand still, allowing Xingyun to clearly feel the pain and struggle in his heart. He knew that he had lost Hua Niao forever, the woman who had given him warmth and strength and made his heart beat fast.
His heartache reached its peak, as if thousands of sharp blades were cutting his chest at the same time, making it almost unbearable for him.
He knelt on the ground, holding his chest tightly with both hands, letting the tears flow freely, soaking his clothes. He felt as if he had been drained of all his strength and courage, leaving only endless sadness and despair.
This scene made Xingyun's heartache reach its extreme. He screamed, but no sound came out; he cried, but no tears came out. He could only watch the flowers and birds leave him and return to the nature where they originally belonged.
At this moment, he seemed to have died along with the flowers and birds, leaving behind only an empty shell and a broken heart that would never heal.
While Xingyun was in the abyss of despair and grief, the crisis outside did not stop. Fu Sheng and his remaining forces were like enraged beasts, frantically launching even more fierce attacks on Xinghan and Xingyun, vowing to put them to death.
Xinghan, the usually calm and composed guardian of the stars, also felt unprecedented pressure at this moment. He knew very well that it was difficult for him to protect Xingyun and resist all attacks at the same time with his own strength.
So, without hesitation, he used Star Meteor Strike, a unique skill that could summon the power of stars to form a huge meteorite impact, thereby blocking and destroying the enemy's offensive.
I saw stars twinkling in the night sky, as if responding to the call of the stars. Brilliant rays of light streaked across the sky, turning into huge meteorites, smashing hard at the incoming enemies, instantly blocking most of the attacks.
"Xingyun, hurry up! Leave this to me!" Xinghan shouted anxiously to Xingyun while struggling to resist the enemy's attack. He knew very well that only by allowing Xingyun to evacuate safely could a greater tragedy be avoided.
However, Xingyun seemed not to hear Xinghan's call. In his eyes there was only endless longing and sorrow for the flowers and birds, and deep hatred for Fu Sheng and his followers.
Just as Fu Sheng was about to use his ultimate move that could turn the tide of the battle, Xingyun suddenly burst out with amazing strength, rushed forward recklessly, and used his body to block the blow that could destroy the world.
"Do not--!"
Xinghan cried out in shock, but it was too late to stop it from happening.
He could only watch as Xingyun blocked his way and endured the terrifying attack. At that moment, time seemed to freeze, all sounds disappeared, and only the energy fluctuations caused by Fu Sheng's ultimate move were left, raging in the night sky.
When everything was settled, Xinghan rushed forward tremblingly and hugged the almost unconscious Xingyun tightly in his arms. He felt Xingyun's body trembling constantly, as if it would collapse at any time.
But even so, there is still a firm light flashing in Xingyun's eyes, which is the deep affection for flowers and birds, and the unyielding will to fight against fate.
"Why are you……"
Xinghan asked with a sob, he couldn't understand why Xingyun would sacrifice himself like this.
He is not Xingyun's father, no.
Perhaps, this was his only chance to tell Xingyun. Xinghan sobbed anxiously, "I'm sorry, Xingyun, I lied to you. I'm not your father. I just wanted to use your house to hide myself. I, I shouldn't have lied to you like this..."
Xingyun smiled slightly, even though that smile was filled with fatigue and pain.
"I... knew it a long time ago. You are not... But Xinghan, you know what? I feel that although you are not my blood relative, you have given me... incomparable family affection and irreplaceable fatherly love.
You are... my father, please allow me to apologize... I'm sorry, father, I can't fulfill my filial duty... I have no future, I have to go... to accompany the flowers and birds... I can't... leave her alone... to face the darkness... Father, cherish the warmth around you... cherish... Aunt Shen... you and her, I agree, I wish you... all the best..."
His voice was weak but firm, and every word seemed to be expressed with all his strength.
Then he closed his eyes.