When Wu Pengpeng walked out of the viewing villa, the sky in the distance was already tinged with the faint light of dawn.
The wind in the early summer morning was cool and refreshing, caressing her face like a gentle hand.
Wu Pengpeng's heavy heart gradually calmed down.
Things had come to this point. No matter how sad and reluctant she was, it was of no use. If she left in great pain, it would only make those who loved her feel uneasy.
She took one last look at the window on the second floor and silently said in her heart, "Goodbye, He Qianshan."
The only response was the gentle wind in her ears. She smiled and withdrew her gaze, then walked down the path along the mountain.
After about ten minutes' walk, there was a white small building halfway up the mountain. There was vaguely a figure standing at the door.
Wu Pengpeng took a deep breath, put on a smiling face and strode towards it.
Wu Junchen was standing at the door. He saw Wu Pengpeng struggling to climb up along the rough path.
There was a faint smile on her face, looking in a good mood.
It seemed that she was not going to meet her death, but an important appointment.
Wu Junchen stared at her without blinking. For a moment, he wanted to shout at her not to come, to tell her to run away quickly and far away.
But he knew clearly that in this vast universe, there was no place for such a small her.
He could only watch helplessly as she walked up to him. She waved at him and even smiled, saying, "Good morning, big brother."
When she smiled, her eyes were curved like the rising sun in the morning, bright and charming.
But this little sun was about to sink into the darkness forever.
Wu Junchen pinched his palm and stood there for a while before he managed to steady his voice and said calmly, "Pengpeng."
His voice was hoarse. Wu Pengpeng was startled for a moment and subconsciously glanced at him.
He must have stayed up all night. There were gray shadows under his eyes and stubble on his chin.
Wu Pengpeng felt a pang in her heart. Her eyes were a bit hot.
During this day, although she had also suffered a lot, at least He Qianshan had been with her, and most of the time she was happy.
But Wu Junchen could only watch helplessly as time passed bit by bit from her life without being able to do anything.
This day must have been a thousand times more tormenting for him than for her.
Wu Pengpeng held back the soreness in her eyes, smiled and stretched out her arms towards him, acting coquettishly as usual, "Big brother, give me a hug."
Wu Junchen stepped forward and pulled her into his arms.
The strength was so great that it seemed as if he wanted to press her into his bones and blood, because only in this way could she not be taken away.
Wu Pengpeng noticed that he was trembling slightly. She gently patted his back, just like comforting a restless child.
It was not until Wu Junchen calmed down that she spoke softly, as if she was talking about someone else's business.
"Big brother, after I... leave, please scatter my... ashes in the garden on the castle rooftop. The view from that position is very good. I like it very much."
Wu Junchen only gave a soft "um" and said nothing else.
Wu Pengpeng knew that he was crying. The warm liquid seeped through the fabric of his clothes and landed on her shoulder, making her internal organs ache and shrink together.
"... I'm sorry, big brother. I'm really sorry for leaving the cruelest thing to you... But apart from you, I don't know who else to turn to for help."
She kept saying sorry over and over again, as if she had done something extremely evil to him.
Wu Junchen felt even sadder. He had once told her to trust him.
"... It's okay." He held back the soreness in his throat, not wanting her to have any regrets in the last journey of her life.
"I will definitely do it well for you. I will plant lots of your favorite hydrangeas in the garden to ensure that the garden is full of flowers all year round... I will take good care of everyone. I will tell them that you've gone abroad and send gifts to them on holidays on your behalf... So, don't worry."
He mentioned everyone, but didn't say what he would do.
Wu Pengpeng suddenly couldn't help crying, "But big brother, what about you?"
Hearing her crying, Wu Junchen felt as if the tenderest piece of flesh on the tip of his heart had been gouged out, bleeding and aching.
He wanted to say "I'm okay", but it was as if his throat was stuffed with a whole peeled lemon. It was so sour and painful that he couldn't utter a single word.
"Big brother, you can miss me and be sad for me, but you have to promise me not to be sad for too long."
She was afraid that after she left, she might accidentally take away his happiness.
He was originally a free and unrestrained person. He should have been happy all his life. It was she who had planted the seeds of sadness in his heart.
"In our world, there's a saying that if the relatives can't let go, the deceased can't rest in peace and can't be reincarnated. Finally, they will become lonely ghosts and vanish into thin air."
Sure enough, Wu Junchen was scared by her far - fetched reason. He didn't even dare to cry loudly.
"Okay, I will get over it soon. Don't worry."
"... Big brother, I've really tried my best." The tears that Wu Pengpeng had been trying to hold back burst out again because of this sentence. "So, don't blame me, okay?"
Wu Junchen rubbed her head and held back the sobs in his throat, "I don't blame you."
He only blamed himself for not having the ability to protect his own sister.
After getting his answer, Wu Pengpeng rubbed away her tears in his arms, then looked up at him and smiled, "Then I'll go in first. Come and find me in an hour!"
After saying that, she walked towards the door. Wu Junchen grabbed her wrist and pleaded, "Pengpeng, let me accompany you."
Wu Pengpeng shook her head firmly and pried open his fingers one by one, "I hope in big brother's heart, I will always be happy."
She didn't want him to see how she suffered and died. This was probably the last thing she could do for him.
Wu Junchen's lips twitched a few times, and finally gave up.
He tried his best to squeeze out a bright smile for her, "Goodbye, Pengpeng."
Wu Pengpeng also waved at him with a smile, "Goodbye, big brother."
After saying that, she didn't dare to look at Wu Junchen anymore. She quickly walked into the door and closed it behind her.
This was originally an abandoned small building, but the rooms had been cleaned up and it looked like a warm little home.
Wu Pengpeng walked over and sat on the sofa. She took a stroll in her spiritual consciousness space, but the little Heavenly Dao was not there.
She felt a bit regretful. She had originally wanted to say goodbye to him.
Then she thought that she would see him after death, so she felt relieved.
She had thought that she would have a lot of thoughts before dying, but unexpectedly, when this moment really came, her mind was blank. She just quietly waited for death.
After sitting there idly for half an hour, she suddenly felt a suffocating feeling in her chest. Then her body seemed to be pressed down by countless mountains. She couldn't help screaming in pain.
Soon she realized that Wu Junchen was still outside. She quickly covered her mouth to prevent her pain from escaping.
Just when she was thinking about just hitting her head against the wall to end it all quickly, the next second, her soul had separated from her body and was floating in mid - air.
Wu Pengpeng stared blankly at her own body curled up on the ground.
She had died so simply today without much suffering.
"I didn't want you to die so painfully." The little Heavenly Dao suddenly appeared beside her. He looked at the "Wu Pengpeng" on the ground with a complicated expression.
Although the soul couldn't feel pain, the memory of pain still remained.
If she had really died as originally agreed, being crushed to death by the weight of that money, it would have been too painful.
Wu Pengpeng gave the little Heavenly Dao a grateful smile, "Thank you."
The little Heavenly Dao said impatiently, "You don't have to be so polite."
Before Wu Pengpeng could answer, the door was kicked open violently.
Wu Junchen finally couldn't hold it back and came in to see her in advance.
When he saw Wu Pengpeng curled up on the ground, he stumbled and rushed to her side, then hugged her in his arms.
"Pengpeng." He tried to call her, but there was no response.
He tremblingly reached out his hand to feel for her breath. The lack of any reaction made his whole body freeze.
He sat on the ground holding "Wu Pengpeng" for a long time before finally reacting. Then he let out suppressed sobs from his throat.
Wu Pengpeng felt extremely sad seeing him crying so heart - wrenchingly.
She reached out her hand, wanting to pat Wu Junchen on the shoulder to tell him not to cry, but only left a faint ripple on his shoulder.
Wu Pengpeng stared blankly at the ripple.
She had forgotten that she could no longer touch him.
She retreated back to the side of the Heavenly Dao. There was already a sob in her voice, "Will he forget me and live a good life?"
The Heavenly Dao said indifferently, "Yes."
Wu Pengpeng didn't say anything else. She just quietly watched Wu Junchen crying uncontrollably.
I don't know how long passed. The cold voice of the Heavenly Dao came from her ear, "Let's go!"
Wu Pengpeng reluctantly withdrew her gaze and floated out of the door with him.
When she was out of the abandoned small building, she couldn't help asking, "Can I go and take another look at him?"
The Heavenly Dao turned his head and glanced at her. The coldness in his eyes disappeared.
He became that cute little cub again, "Yes."
Wu Pengpeng returned to the viewing villa. He Qianshan was still sleeping soundly.
He was very well - behaved after getting drunk. Even his lying position hadn't changed. His good - looking eyebrows and eyes had become gentle because of sleep, just like an innocent child.
Wu Pengpeng traced his outline with her eyes. The more she looked, the more she liked him.
If possible, being a lonely ghost and watching him like this for a lifetime would actually be quite good.
Just as this thought flashed through her mind, she heard the little Heavenly Dao say, "Actually, you still have six months. During this time, you can still accompany him."
Before his words fell, the Heavenly Dao was torn by a huge force. He tried his best to hold back so that Wu Pengpeng wouldn't notice his abnormality.
"Really?" Wu Pengpeng's eyes suddenly became bright, as if they were filled with stars. "Can I really stay and accompany him for six months?"
The Heavenly Dao forced a smile at her while holding back his discomfort, "Yes, but he can't see you or hear your voice. Your existence doesn't mean much to him."
"It doesn't matter." Wu Pengpeng happily threw herself into He Qianshan's arms and rubbed his cheek, "It means a lot to me."