I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"Brother Xiaohua, people always have to face reality. I have no chance of living. Before, I could prolong my life by using some unorthodox methods, but now? I'm going to become a cripple, and I don't even have the right to continue living." Ling Xiao didn't wipe away the tears on his face, letting them flow.

Xie Yuhua hadn't expected the child to think this way. He lowered his voice and wiped away Ling Xiao's tears with his hand, coaxing, "It'll be alright." Then he bent down and kissed the child's forehead.

"Brother Xiaohua, where do you think people go after they die?" Ling Xiao asked weakly. Xieyuhua didn't respond, but just kept kissing Ling Xiao's forehead, as if time could stop that way.

"Brother Xiaohua, let me tell you a secret. I have died." Lingxiao's breath brushed against Jieyuhua's neck as he continued slowly and calmly, "Unfortunately, after I died, there were no Black and White Impermanence, nor any Death God to take me away. I have never even seen any other wandering ghosts. I was the only lonely soul drifting in this world. At that time, I was very scared. I didn't know if those myths were lies or if the gods had abandoned me, until I met you."

"You might not believe it, but I've seen you right after you were born. You were all wrinkled and shriveled. I was about to leave when you smiled." Ling Xiao's emotions fluctuated as he said this.

"I know, I know everything." Xie Yuhua released the child and sat down on the edge of the bed. His heart ached. No matter what, his brother had always been special to him. He had clearly promised to protect his brother…

"I was just kidding. No one would believe such a ridiculous thing." Ling Xiao looked at Xie Yuhua with amusement, as if he had just successfully tricked someone, but his eyes were filled with tears.

Xie Yuhua didn't know what she was feeling. She felt heartache and guilt, self-blame and sadness. In short, she was not feeling well. After finally coaxing the child to sleep, Xie Yuhua quietly left the room and gently closed the door behind her.

He wanted to discuss with Wu Xie and the others what could be done to help the child regulate his emotions. Illness easily leads to psychological problems, and if a child has such thoughts at this time, it is very likely to breed depression, which is not conducive to recovery. He wanted to do his best to make the child happier and also to make up for his mistake of being suspicious of the child.

After Jieyuhua left, Lingxiao opened his eyes. He took out his phone and set a timer for himself. After about 20 minutes, Lingxiao looked at his phone again, then sat up and smiled at the phone screen.

How interesting! I wonder if his little flower brother felt guilty after saying those things? What is he discussing with Wuxie and the others now?

Why does he never receive genuine affection when he is completely sincere? Ling Xiao expressed his incomprehension.

What are we going to do now? He can't be left alone. If Little Flower doesn't come back soon, he can't guarantee what might happen.

Ling Xiao smiled, picked up the water glass, held it high, and shook it in the air. The clear water rippled and splashed against the glass, looking beautiful. Ling Xiao let go, and the water glass fell to the ground. In an instant, the water that was just dancing with the glass was mixed with broken glass.

Ling Xiao shifted his body to the side and fell straight down towards the broken glass.