As a symbiotic being, I raise children amidst the chaos.

Little Mébius stood quietly to one side, her delicate face showing no emotion whatsoever, as if everything happening around her had nothing to do with her.

Then Möbius lowered his head silently, his thoughts drifting back to those unbearable memories of the past. Images from his past flooded his mind like a tide.

Those disdainful, accusatory, and even disgusted looks, along with people's merciless rejection and expulsion, haunted her like a nightmare.

"This kind of thing shouldn't be unfamiliar to you, right?" Chen Yuan's voice suddenly rang out, pulling Little Mébius back to reality from his memories.

His gaze fell directly on Möbius's face, a hint of barely perceptible concern in his eyes. "It's alright now, because I'm here, those things won't happen again."

Upon hearing this, Möbius paused slightly, but quickly regained her composure. Strange? Quite the opposite; this scene was all too familiar to her, so familiar it was almost a part of her life.

Just as the two fell silent, the bearded man struggled to his feet. His face was deathly pale, large beads of sweat rolled down his forehead, and his body trembled slightly from the intense pain.

Even so, he endured the pain, staring intently at Little Mébius with venomous eyes. "You really are... a complete monster!"

The man roared through gritted teeth, his voice filled with anger and fear. As his voice fell, purple crystals emitting an eerie glow began to emerge from his exposed neck.

Then, the man continued viciously, "You killed your mother, do you want to kill me too?!"

His eyes were bloodshot, and his grotesque, twisted face sent chills down one's spine. Facing this nearly insane man, Möbius Jr. remained unusually calm, staring at him expressionlessly, his heart utterly unmoved.

"I'm leaving it to you... Brother Chenyuan..." After taking a few deep breaths, Mebius slowly turned around, his beautiful face now shrouded in a faint sadness.

With her eyes tightly closed, she resembled a flower about to wither, evoking pity. Two lines of clear tears slid uncontrollably down her cheeks, the crystal-clear teardrops seeming to tell of the deep pain and helplessness in her heart.

"Although I don't know why I trust you so much, nor do I understand why I rely on you so much, but... at this moment, the only person I can entrust to you is you." Möbius parted her lips slightly, her voice trembling slightly.

"Don't worry, leave everything to me." Upon hearing this, Chen Yuan gave Little Mébius a meaningful look, then slowly walked towards the man. Each step seemed to land on a pivotal point in fate, making a slight sound.

As Chen Yuan approached, the man's already terrified face became even more distorted. When he saw Chen Yuan's eyes, a fear, like a venomous snake, quickly crept into his heart and spread throughout his body.

"What...what do you want to do!" the man shouted hoarsely, his body involuntarily shrinking back.

However, Chen Yuan did not respond to his question. Instead, Chen Yuan raised his right hand, and in an instant, a black symbiote shot out from his palm and pierced straight into the man's body like lightning.

"It's just to make you clearly understand what you're doing..." Chen Yuan's voice was devoid of any emotion. As his words fell, the symbiote began to wreak havoc inside the man's body.

"Ah! No! Please let me go!" the man cried out in agony, tearing at his hair with all his might, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not break free from the symbiote's grasp.

"Ah... Ah!!!" Accompanied by this shrill scream, the man impaled by the symbiote seemed to be suffering the cruelest torture in the world.

He was convulsing violently, writhing wildly in the room, his hands scratching frantically at his body. The purple crystals that had suddenly emerged from under his skin shattered with his movements, turning into countless fine powders that drifted into the air.

"Think back, take a good look at how ugly you are now." Chen Yuan, standing to the side, spoke coldly and expressionlessly. His voice was like a biting winter wind, piercing straight into the man's eardrums.

At this moment, the man's face was filled with a mixture of fear and pain, making him look like a wild beast trapped in a desperate situation. Large beads of sweat slid down his forehead, soaking his clothes.

"No...please...please don't do this!" the man pleaded in a trembling voice, filled with fear and helplessness. In a daze, fragments of memories from long ago flooded his mind like a tide.

In that blurry and shaky image, a haggard-looking woman lay quietly on the cold, pale hospital bed. Her once beautiful face had lost its radiance, and her eyes were red and swollen.

Tears streamed down her face like a burst dam, soaking the pillow. Then, with the last ounce of strength she had left, the woman managed to open her lips and speak in a barely audible voice.

With all her might, she spoke to the man standing in front of her hospital bed, "Husband... I beg you, please take good care of... our daughter Mébius..." Every word seemed to be squeezed out from the depths of her soul, filled with endless love and concern.

And this woman was his beloved wife, and also the biological mother of their daughter, Mébius, in such a tender yet despairing moment.

A woman is like a candle about to burn out, desperately burning the last ray of light in her life, placing all her hopes unreservedly on the man before her who should be her closest family member and her dearest husband.

However, when faced with his wife's dying wish, the bearded man's facial expression instantly became extremely distorted. He opened his mouth wide, as if wanting to respond, but the words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't utter a single one.

Immediately afterwards, a surge of overwhelming and uncontrollable rage welled up in his heart, and at the same time, a deep sense of self-blame weighed on him like a mountain, making it hard for him to breathe.

"What...did I do..." the man muttered to himself, his voice trembling. At this moment, it was as if he had just woken up from a long nightmare and was finally beginning to face the various evil deeds he had committed over the years.

The insults he had hurled at Mébius, the harm he had inflicted on her—only now did the man realize, as if waking from a dream.

Little Mébius was not only his daughter, but also the most precious and irreplaceable treasure left to him by his beloved wife!

"Your incompetence prevented you from saving her life, and your madness caused her to suffer far too much pain that she shouldn't have to bear," Chen Yuan said coldly, standing expressionlessly before the man.

As the symbiote slowly extended, it began to gradually repair the man's battered body. At the same time, this power was like a ruthless shovel, digging deep into the man's long-hidden memories.

The man felt a sharp pain in his head, and countless emotions that had been suppressed for so long surged forth like a flood bursting its banks. They intertwined and collided, forming heartbreaking scenes that kept replaying before his eyes.

"Ah!" The man let out a piercing scream, clutching his hair tightly with both hands, his body trembling violently. Each memory was like a heavy hammer blow, slamming into his heart, causing him unbearable pain.

How he made an unwavering promise to his wife on her deathbed; and how, in fear and anger, he chose to be cruel to this innocent girl.

"It was all my fault..." he murmured, tears mingling with grime and sweat, soaking his clothes. His body trembled under the impact of the memories, as if every nerve was crying.

Chen Yuan didn't speak, but just watched quietly as the person in front of him was experiencing unimaginable pain, something he had always forgotten.

Time passed slowly and endlessly, like an endless night, tormenting every sense. Until the man gradually calmed down, his eyes finally cleared completely.

"I..." The man looked at Chen Yuan in front of him, then turned his head and focused his gaze on little Möbius at the door. He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but his throat seemed to be choked, and he couldn't utter a single word.

"Don't even think about atoning for your sins. You no longer have the right or the time." Looking at the man in front of him, Chen Yuan said slowly. "Your body has been corrupted too deeply; there's no way to save it."

All I can do is let you see how many ugly things you've done over the years at the end of your life.

This is a lie! For Chen Yuan, saving a man who is dying from Honkai disease is not difficult, it can even be said to be very easy, but he does not want to do it.

"I see... I understand." The man lowered his head upon hearing Chen Yuan's words. Then, with all his might, he stood up from the ground and walked step by step toward Little Mébius.

Seeing this, Chen Yuan didn't say anything, but took two steps to the side, making room for him.

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