When Ning Su entered, Ning Changfeng was looking at the door, and he immediately smiled at him.
Ning Su picked up the knife on the table and directly tore open his collar.
Ning Changfeng: “...”
Ning Su: “Well, let’s test the feel of the knife first. This will be like preparation for cutting off your head.”
He lifted his thin eyelids and looked at Ning Changfeng: “You can still leave the instance.”
Ning Changfeng shook his head. “Let’s give it a try. You might not be able to cut off my head some other time.”
Ning Su pursed his lips. “You’re asking for trouble.”
Ning Changfeng said, “Don’t underestimate me. I have the inheritance of the Hydra bloodline. This is nothing.”
He looked at Ning Su and said, “I’m not nervous or scared at all; my heart is as still as water.”
“Didn’t that woman said that there should be emotional ups and downs to stimulate the heart to lower the chance of death? So, stimulate me.”
Ning Su: “How should I stimulate you?”
Ning Changfeng fell silent and said, “Let’s talk about something from when you’re a kid.”
The room suddenly became especially quiet.
No one was a fool here.
Here, Ning Su couldn’t possibly still be unaware that Ning Changfeng had already figured out their relationship.
His eyelashes drooped, lost in thought.
From Ning Changfeng’s perspective, all he could see was the silhouette of his eyelashes falling on his face, unable to discern the color of his eyes.
Pale skin and black veins, forming the only color in his eyes.
He felt the warmth of the blade, not at all cold, against his chest, causing his heart to tremble and his eyes to water.
The blade’s tip should have been icy cold.
“I was an orphan from a young age, without parents.”
Ning Su spoke faintly, without much emotion.
“I must have been sent to an orphanage by someone. Orphanages are not what outsiders think; children spend a long time growing up there.”
“In fact, those who stay there for a long time all have some sort of defect. Many families outside are waiting to adopt healthy children.”
“I was so cute; someone rushed to take me home when I was just a few years old.”
Ning Changfeng smiled, thinking in his heart, what was Ning Su’s life like? He also thought that the family mentioned had a good eye. They adopted such a lovely son.
Ning Changfeng then heard Ning Su say, “I was kicked out when I was two years old.”
The smile on Ning Changfeng’s face froze.
He couldn’t understand why they would kick out such an adorable Ning Su. What’s even more outrageous was that he was only two years old, just learning to walk. How could they dare to drive a two-year-old child out? Weren’t they afraid of something happening to him?
Ning Su seemed to sense his confusion, and he said, “Because I’m a problem child. No matter how hard they hit me, I don’t cry. Not crying is a small problem.”
Ning Su paused and added, “The scary problem is that I seem to be an unkillable child.”
This statement carried a lot of information.
Ning Changfeng’s first thought was not why Ning Su was an unkillable child, but how they knew that Ning Su was unkillable.
Did they try to kill him? How did they know he was unkillable?
With just this simple statement, Ning Changfeng’s defenses were shattered.
Ning Su continued, “So, they dared to kick me out because they weren’t afraid of me dying outside.”
“Later, I was sent back to the orphanage again. I was just too cute. There was no way. I was adopted by a family again less than a month after returning.”
He sighed with a practiced air, “But I’m truly a problem child, besides being unkillable, I also talk back. I used to tell them that there were ghosts at the head of my bed and they would make strange faces all day.”
“They said I was lying. But I could always see weird things.”
For a long time, Ning Su didn’t understand why.
Why didn’t regular beatings leave any marks on him?
Why could he always see strange things?
He only realized it when he entered this game.
Perhaps it was because he was born in a dark and bizarre world, and his biological father even had the bloodline of the ancient hydra.
But little Ning Su didn’t know that.
Ning Su said, “I’ve been wandering between families like this, and finally, I’ve learned to behave.”
Glancing at Ning Changfeng with the corner of his eye, he pursed his lips and plunged the knife into the other’s chest.
It turned out that even if someone inherited an ancient bloodline, their blood was still red and hot.
In the chest, that unstable heart was beating. Ning Su stared intently.
Ning Changfeng hoarsely asked, “Do you hate your parents? I mean... your birth parents.”
To say that he didn’t hate them was impossible.
When he was about four or five years old, Ning Su heard a human trafficker say that bad people have black hearts.
At that time, he thought that maybe his parents had black hearts for not wanting him.
Entering this infinite game, he realized it wasn’t true.
The red heart of Ning Changfeng beat rapidly and chaotically in his hand.
Ning Su didn’t respond. He quickly moved the sacred flower into the heart and sutured the chest.
People who usually sew clothes were quite skilled when it came to suturing wounds. While quickly stitching, the stitches were fine and smooth.
The whole process took less than three minutes. Ning Su put down the knife and exhaled.
A dry, slightly cool hand held his blood-soaked hand.
Ning Su’s body stiffened.
Ning Changfeng’s throat was dry and painful, as if it had been scraped. “I also grew up without parents from a young age. I crawled and fought my way up as an individual. Maybe it’s because of this that I don’t fit in well with others.”
“I consider myself capable of long-term interaction with people, but occasionally, a couple of times, I’ve also thought... well, if I get married someday, if I have children, I’ll...”
What he would do when he did, he didn’t even know why he said it.
His Adam’s apple moved violently, as if he couldn’t breathe.
Ning Su patted his hand. “Brother, don’t be so sentimental.”
Ning Changfeng: “...”
When Ning Changfeng finally closed his eyes after having his chest opened and the sacred flower transplanted, Ning Su washed his hands in holy water and left the room.
At the door, he turned back and looked.
Ning Changfeng had an exceptionally prominent nose, especially when lying down. His nose bridge was high and rugged, giving him a somewhat stern appearance.
However, the moist redness at the corners of his eyes disrupted this aloofness.
Ning Su pinched his nose bridge and closed the door.
His movements were swift, and he exited the room early. At this moment, there was no one in the corridor.
Ning Su pushed the door open and entered the tearoom across the hall.
The room’s windows faced the lower level of the temple, while the windows of the tea room faced the exterior of the Flower God’s temple.
It’s almost time for the worship, and there were many devout worshippers outside the temple.
Among the dense crowd, two small figures knelt.
As soon as Ning Su glanced over, the two children lifted their heads.
Ning Su could imagine that when these children raised their heads, there was probably a crisp and somewhat bewildered ‘Hmm?’ that accompanied it.
He could also guess that Ah Fei’s small face probably carried a proud and aloof expression, but the light in her eyes always gave her away.
The two children stood up and looked at him.
The little boy, for some reason, wore a crooked hat on his head.
The little girl had her black hair tied up in a bun, much neater than the boy.
They both waved at him and quickly swung their little arms up and down in greeting.
Ning Su raised both hands and places them on top of his head, forming a big heart for them.
When Ning Su entered, Ning Changfeng was looking at the door, and he immediately smiled at him.
Ning Su picked up the knife on the table and directly tore open his collar.
Ning Changfeng: “...”
Ning Su: “Well, let’s test the feel of the knife first. This will be like preparation for cutting off your head.”
He lifted his thin eyelids and looked at Ning Changfeng: “You can still leave the instance.”
Ning Changfeng shook his head. “Let’s give it a try. You might not be able to cut off my head some other time.”
Ning Su pursed his lips. “You’re asking for trouble.”
Ning Changfeng said, “Don’t underestimate me. I have the inheritance of the Hydra bloodline. This is nothing.”
He looked at Ning Su and said, “I’m not nervous or scared at all; my heart is as still as water.”
“Didn’t that woman said that there should be emotional ups and downs to stimulate the heart to lower the chance of death? So, stimulate me.”
Ning Su: “How should I stimulate you?”
Ning Changfeng fell silent and said, “Let’s talk about something from when you’re a kid.”
The room suddenly became especially quiet.
No one was a fool here.
Here, Ning Su couldn’t possibly still be unaware that Ning Changfeng had already figured out their relationship.
His eyelashes drooped, lost in thought.
From Ning Changfeng’s perspective, all he could see was the silhouette of his eyelashes falling on his face, unable to discern the color of his eyes.
Pale skin and black veins, forming the only color in his eyes.
He felt the warmth of the blade, not at all cold, against his chest, causing his heart to tremble and his eyes to water.
The blade’s tip should have been icy cold.
“I was an orphan from a young age, without parents.”
Ning Su spoke faintly, without much emotion.
“I must have been sent to an orphanage by someone. Orphanages are not what outsiders think; children spend a long time growing up there.”
“In fact, those who stay there for a long time all have some sort of defect. Many families outside are waiting to adopt healthy children.”
“I was so cute; someone rushed to take me home when I was just a few years old.”
Ning Changfeng smiled, thinking in his heart, what was Ning Su’s life like? He also thought that the family mentioned had a good eye. They adopted such a lovely son.
Ning Changfeng then heard Ning Su say, “I was kicked out when I was two years old.”
The smile on Ning Changfeng’s face froze.
He couldn’t understand why they would kick out such an adorable Ning Su. What’s even more outrageous was that he was only two years old, just learning to walk. How could they dare to drive a two-year-old child out? Weren’t they afraid of something happening to him?
Ning Su seemed to sense his confusion, and he said, “Because I’m a problem child. No matter how hard they hit me, I don’t cry. Not crying is a small problem.”
Ning Su paused and added, “The scary problem is that I seem to be an unkillable child.”
This statement carried a lot of information.
Ning Changfeng’s first thought was not why Ning Su was an unkillable child, but how they knew that Ning Su was unkillable.
Did they try to kill him? How did they know he was unkillable?
With just this simple statement, Ning Changfeng’s defenses were shattered.
Ning Su continued, “So, they dared to kick me out because they weren’t afraid of me dying outside.”
“Later, I was sent back to the orphanage again. I was just too cute. There was no way. I was adopted by a family again less than a month after returning.”
He sighed with a practiced air, “But I’m truly a problem child, besides being unkillable, I also talk back. I used to tell them that there were ghosts at the head of my bed and they would make strange faces all day.”
“They said I was lying. But I could always see weird things.”
For a long time, Ning Su didn’t understand why.
Why didn’t regular beatings leave any marks on him?
Why could he always see strange things?
He only realized it when he entered this game.
Perhaps it was because he was born in a dark and bizarre world, and his biological father even had the bloodline of the ancient hydra.
But little Ning Su didn’t know that.
Ning Su said, “I’ve been wandering between families like this, and finally, I’ve learned to behave.”
Glancing at Ning Changfeng with the corner of his eye, he pursed his lips and plunged the knife into the other’s chest.
It turned out that even if someone inherited an ancient bloodline, their blood was still red and hot.
In the chest, that unstable heart was beating. Ning Su stared intently.
Ning Changfeng hoarsely asked, “Do you hate your parents? I mean... your birth parents.”
To say that he didn’t hate them was impossible.
When he was about four or five years old, Ning Su heard a human trafficker say that bad people have black hearts.
At that time, he thought that maybe his parents had black hearts for not wanting him.
Entering this infinite game, he realized it wasn’t true.
The red heart of Ning Changfeng beat rapidly and chaotically in his hand.
Ning Su didn’t respond. He quickly moved the sacred flower into the heart and sutured the chest.
People who usually sew clothes were quite skilled when it came to suturing wounds. While quickly stitching, the stitches were fine and smooth.
The whole process took less than three minutes. Ning Su put down the knife and exhaled.
A dry, slightly cool hand held his blood-soaked hand.
Ning Su’s body stiffened.
Ning Changfeng’s throat was dry and painful, as if it had been scraped. “I also grew up without parents from a young age. I crawled and fought my way up as an individual. Maybe it’s because of this that I don’t fit in well with others.”
“I consider myself capable of long-term interaction with people, but occasionally, a couple of times, I’ve also thought... well, if I get married someday, if I have children, I’ll...”
What he would do when he did, he didn’t even know why he said it.
His Adam’s apple moved violently, as if he couldn’t breathe.
Ning Su patted his hand. “Brother, don’t be so sentimental.”
Ning Changfeng: “...”
When Ning Changfeng finally closed his eyes after having his chest opened and the sacred flower transplanted, Ning Su washed his hands in holy water and left the room.
At the door, he turned back and looked.
Ning Changfeng had an exceptionally prominent nose, especially when lying down. His nose bridge was high and rugged, giving him a somewhat stern appearance.
However, the moist redness at the corners of his eyes disrupted this aloofness.
Ning Su pinched his nose bridge and closed the door.
His movements were swift, and he exited the room early. At this moment, there was no one in the corridor.
Ning Su pushed the door open and entered the tearoom across the hall.
The room’s windows faced the lower level of the temple, while the windows of the tea room faced the exterior of the Flower God’s temple.
It’s almost time for the worship, and there were many devout worshippers outside the temple.
Among the dense crowd, two small figures knelt.
As soon as Ning Su glanced over, the two children lifted their heads.
Ning Su could imagine that when these children raised their heads, there was probably a crisp and somewhat bewildered ‘Hmm?’ that accompanied it.
He could also guess that Ah Fei’s small face probably carried a proud and aloof expression, but the light in her eyes always gave her away.
The two children stood up and looked at him.
The little boy, for some reason, wore a crooked hat on his head.
The little girl had her black hair tied up in a bun, much neater than the boy.
They both waved at him and quickly swung their little arms up and down in greeting.
Ning Su raised both hands and places them on top of his head, forming a big heart for them.
