Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 47 Good and Bad Consequences 46 (The End)

In the past three days, Zhao Zhao's health has shown signs of improvement, as if he were experiencing a final burst of energy before death, and everyone else is happy for him.

Only Luo Chen couldn't laugh. He knew clearly that Zhao's life was coming to an end, and that things were only getting better for a false sense of security.

While he still had the strength, Zhao Zhao bid farewell to his relatives and friends one by one. For once, he didn't have a cold face and tried to smile, but they teased him many times. Zhao Zhao thought to himself, "Fine, I'll forgive them this time."

The boys and girls reunited, reminiscing about their amazing adventures of the past and their wonderful expectations for the future.

They were full of vigor and their eyes were sparkling. Zhao Zhao felt that there was no greater peace and tranquility than this.

Shi Qinian's smile never stopped; he had already realized his feelings for Zhaozhao.

He thought that he would wait a few more days until Zhaozhao recovered before expressing his feelings to her.

He wanted to tell him that he didn't like anyone else, and that he only liked him from beginning to end.

It's okay if they refuse; there will be plenty of time, and they will always have a chance.

The boy's eyes were filled with anticipation for the future, unaware of Zhao Zhao's impending death.

His confession never got a chance, and until the very end, Zhao Zhao still believed that he and Na Yue were the truly perfect match.

In the final moments of his life, Luo Chen brought Zhao Zhao and Su to the sacred land.

The golden leaves of the sacred tree fluttered down to the ground like butterflies. One leaf gently touched Zhao Zhao's cheek before slowly sliding down, as if a loving mother was reluctantly saying goodbye to her child.

The dragon, who was always asleep, finally opened his silver eyes. He silently watched everything, his eyes filled with endless sorrow.

Zhao Zhao reached out and carefully caught the fallen leaf, gently stroking its texture. At that moment, a gentle breeze blew by, and the fallen leaves fluttered in the wind, as if they were alive, automatically surrounding the three brothers tightly.

A strong sense of unease suddenly welled up in Su's heart. He quickly turned his head and was horrified to find that Zhao Zhao's body was gradually becoming transparent under the layers of fallen leaves.

"Zhaozhao!"

Su's voice was filled with uncontrollable fear and grief. His eyes widened, and his deep red eyes were filled with despair. He rushed forward desperately, trying to grab Zhao Zhao, but he couldn't even touch the hem of her clothes.

He could only helplessly raise his hands, placing them against Zhao Zhao's now translucent face, tears streaming down his cheeks as he choked out, "What happened? Why did this happen..."

An ominous premonition surged into Su's heart, making him feel more helpless and desperate than ever before. "No, I beg you, don't go..." he shouted hoarsely, hoping to stop Zhao Zhao from leaving.

Zhao Zhao raised her head slightly, looking at Su with tender eyes, and said softly, "Su, take good care of yourself..."

After taking one last look at Luo Chen, who was standing there stiffly, Zhao Zhao's body slowly transformed into starlight, drifting with the wind to every corner of the divine realm.

Su knelt on the ground, her face streaked with tears.

Luo Chen looked up at the sky, and the starlight seemed to converge into a familiar face. He smiled at him and said goodbye. Luo Chen forced a smile and silently said, "Goodbye."

……

Another thousand years have passed, and the realm of gods remains unchanged, operating in an orderly manner.

In recent years, many divine children have been born, including those who are exceptionally intelligent, adorable, or even mischievous, adding a touch of vitality to the solemn and silent divine realm.

Luo Chen smiles more often now, no longer as icy as before. Sometimes, when he has free time, he even travels to various parts of the God Realm.

Today he came to the peach grove and met Chu Yi. Chu Yi offered him fine tea, but he didn't even look at it, his gaze fixed on the hundred-mile-long peach grove blooming brightly outside the window.

Chu Yi followed his gaze to the beautiful peach orchard, raised an eyebrow, and said smugly, "How about it, isn't it beautiful?"

"Ah."

"For nearly a thousand years, the peach blossoms here have bloomed exceptionally well." It should be said that not only peach blossoms, but all plants in the divine realm have grown well.

Upon hearing this, Luo Chen curled the corners of his lips.

Chu Yi looked at him with an eyesore, "You don't have to laugh if you don't want to. I'm not forcing you."

Luo Chen remained calm and showed no anger. "Zhao likes it."

Upon hearing this name, Chu Yi was taken aback. "Hmm? What do you like?"

Luo Chen repeated patiently, "He likes to see me smile."

He can smile now, but sadly, that person can no longer see it.

……

Light Shadow Temple.

It was rare for Shi Qinian not to be reading. Recently, he found a good piece of wood and thought about what to carve. The moonlight in his heart reappeared before his eyes, and he smiled slightly, "Then I'll carve you."

Without saying a word, he began to work. Each cut sealed a memory, each stroke done with care and focus.

An hour later, the lifelike figure reappeared before Shi Qinian's eyes. Shi Qinian gently stroked the wooden carving, his eyes filled with tenderness.

He tapped his head, his voice a mix of complaint and indulgence, "The Guhuoniao told me that the drop of blood on the Life Stone is yours."

"You silly child, how could you get this wrong?"

Silently, a tear fell onto the wooden carving. Shi Qinian's vision blurred, and he whispered.

"Zhaozhao, I can't forget you."

……

In the past, whenever he heard others discussing the consequences of their actions with disdain in their eyes, Su would usually rush up without restraint and beat them up first.

However, after nearly a thousand years, Su finally understood why the gods were so afraid of his evil nature. Even he himself had to admit that evil was evil, and a demon was a demon. Even if he had grown up among the gods, he could never have become a god.

Reality taught him a lesson: his evil thoughts grew stronger day by day, and his evil spirits surged wildly to the point that even his spiritual energy could not suppress them.

He seems destined to be a demon, and shouldn't have stayed among the gods to try to be good.

But he was unwilling to give up. To avoid losing control, Su sealed all the evil spirits in the bone fan, and he was ultimately devoured by it.

The evil spirit he once looked down upon became the most powerful knife to stab him in the back, causing him to lose his mind, to go mad or become a demon.

Su locked himself in the temple, his mind often in a daze. His arms were covered with scratches from his own hand. When he was conscious, looking at his horribly mangled hands, he often felt ashamed of failing Zhaozhao's teachings.

He felt he should do something.

I've heard that the demon race has been quite unruly for the past century, constantly making underhanded moves and even declaring war on the gods.

So, dragging his broken body, with his eyes flashing red, Su rushed towards the demons.

Like Qiao Jia before him, he risked his life to eliminate the powerful enemy for the gods. In his last moments, Su touched the small bottle in his arms and slowly closed his eyes.

He thought that seeing Zhaozhao in this way was at least a way of making amends to him...

……

Good and bad consequences (The End)