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

Jieyuhua wanted to talk to Lingxiao, but Lingxiao fell asleep again as soon as he got in the car, clearly not wanting to communicate with her.

Xie Yuhua carefully removed the cap from Ling Xiao's head. Ling Xiao opened his eyes, glanced at him, then closed them again, turned his head, and continued to sleep.

Ling Xiao's gaze was clear to Jieyuhua; the child's eyes were empty, like an endless abyss, devoid of anything, causing Ling Xiao's heart to involuntarily tighten.

Xie Yuhua gently hugged him. The smell of cigarettes on the child hadn't been completely cleaned off, causing him to frown. He thought of the scene in the hospital just now, and it was clear that he didn't like the smell.

When Ling Xiao opened his eyes, he happened to see him with his brows furrowed. He pinched the knuckle of his index finger with his thumb, then released his hand and patted Xie Yuhua's back.

Xie Yuhua couldn't quite describe the feeling. He didn't want any distance between himself and the child, and tears streamed down his face as he fell on Ling Xiao. Ling Xiao quickly opened the partition in the back seat, blocking the view of the two people in front.

He cupped Xie Yuhua's face in his hands. Xie Yuhua looked at him with teary eyes, and Ling Xiao couldn't understand why he would suddenly cry.

"Ling Xiao, you'll stay here, won't you? After you achieve those goals." Xie Yuhua mouthed the words, but didn't say them aloud.

Ling Xiao was somewhat bewildered. He avoided Xie Yuhua's gaze and looked out the window, unsure how to answer him for a moment.

Should he stay? He gave a self-deprecating laugh. Did he have any other choice but to stay?

What is there for him to feel wronged about? What is he worried about? Is he afraid that he will leave him? Hasn't he done enough? Shouldn't he be the one who is anxious and insecure? Shouldn't he be the one who is fearful and apprehensive?

But when he thought of Xie Yuhua's tearful face, he had to admit that he couldn't bear to blame him at all; in fact, he felt sorry for him.

Ling Xiao's silence plunged Xie Yuhua's heart into despair. Would he eventually return to his original world?

"If I were still alive..." Ling Xiao's voice reached Xie Yuhua's ears.

"What?" he asked in surprise.

Ling Xiao didn't hear his question, but still turned to look at him and said, "If I'm still alive, I won't leave you."

"My child will surely live to be a hundred years old," Xie Yuhua said sincerely, cupping Ling Xiao's face in her hands.

"Then, in order for the child to live a long and healthy life, please ask Brother Xiaohua to stay down there tonight."

Xie Yuhua's eyes widened, then he felt ashamed and indignant. How could a child be so indecent? What did living to a hundred years old have to do with such things? He was already in tears, and the child actually thought of this in such a sentimental scene?

As if knowing what he was thinking, Ling Xiao leaned closer and said, "Little Flower Brother looks so beautiful when he cries. Save those beautiful tears for tonight. I don't want anyone else to see my Little Flower Brother looking so vulnerable."

"Also, I'm not sick. If you treat me like this again, I will be angry."

"Chengyu, did you turn on the air conditioning?" Wuxie asked, shivering.

"No, Third Master, the temperature inside the car has been consistently 22 degrees Celsius, and the humidity is 40%, which is what the master has always requested," Cheng Yu replied after checking the air conditioning and the car humidifier.

"Why do I suddenly feel a little cold?" Wu Xie hugged his shoulders and rubbed himself vigorously.

"Then I'll turn the heater up a bit more."

"Yeah, yeah, turn it up higher, and blow it right at me!"