Chapter 1135: Pull Himself Together

Translator: Yunyi
In the past, Song Yaoyao was like a small sun, always full of vigor and vitality.

Even when she did bad things, she was extremely lovable.

Tang Xinrou simply couldn’t get used to Song Yaoyao like this.

“Everything will be fine, don’t be like this.”

Tang Xinrou gently pulled her into her arms. Song Yaoyao didn’t cry. Instead, she cried so much that her voice was hoarse. “I know it’s hard for you, and you’re the one who’s most upset, but if Mr. Huo comes back and finds out, he’ll definitely be heartbroken. Uncle Zhang and the others are also worried about you.”

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If she hadn’t stopped him, even Mrs. Tang would have come to see her.

“I’m not upset.”

Song Yaoyao tilted her head and leaned sleepily on Tang Xinrou’s shoulder. “Gege isn’t dead. He’s still alive. It’s just that I can’t find him for the time being.”

“Yaoyao…”

Tang Xinrou was flustered. She hugged Song Yaoyao tightly and felt her protruding bones. Her teeth were chattering. Uncle Zhang had clearly said that she ate on time every day, so why was she still so skinny.

“Yes, of course. You’re so lucky. Mr. Huo must have absorbed a lot of your good luck when he was with you. Be good. Cheer up and wait for him to come back peacefully, okay? Don’t be like this…” Her tears started to fall. Those who didn’t know would think that An Feiran had disappeared. “You’re scaring me!”

“I’m fine…”

Song Yaoyao’s fingertips trembled as she leaned into Tang Xinrou’s embrace. As her eyelashes fell, a drop of transparent liquid quickly rolled onto Tang Xinrou’s clothes.

“I’m just suddenly feeling really down…”

In this world, everyone had their own meaning to their existence. They had family, friends, lovers, and a future.

Only Song Yaoyao had nothing but Huo Yunque.

Even this life of hers had randomly fallen into her hands.

“Don’t be like this… Don’t be like this! I’m not going anywhere. I’ll stay here with you until Mr. Huo comes back. Song Yaoyao! If you continue being like this, do you know who’ll be the most heartbroken?”

Tang Xinrou clenched her teeth and said in a muffled voice, “Mr. Huo has prepared everything for you. He left many things for you to entrust to my father, Mr. Yi, my uncle-in-law, and the others. He’s afraid that if something happens to him, no one will protect you. You see, he has prepared all the escape routes for you. He’s afraid that you’ll be wronged. If he comes back and sees you skinny like this, you might as well gouge out his heart!”

Song Yaoyao did not think that was the case.

She pushed Tang Xinrou away, sat back on the chair, and took a deep breath.

She was wearing Huo Yunque’s coat which looked like a big sack.

“I don’t care if he prepares an escape for me or not! If he dies, he might as well take me with him!”

“Song Yaoyao!”

Tang Xinrou gritted her teeth and stared at her in disbelief. “What the hell are you talking about? Do you believe…” she raised her hand hatefully. However, looking at Song Yaoyao’s skinny little face that had lost all its flesh, she couldn’t bring herself to do it.

“In any case, don’t think of doing anything stupid. If you can’t find the body, then there’s no way to prove that something has happened to Mr. Huo. From now on, cheer up. If you do something stupid and your Gege comes back one day, what will he do?”

Song Yaoyao’s eyelashes trembled at these words.

Tang Xinrou secretly heaved a sigh of relief. She knew that Song Yaoyao finally took in what she said.

Song Yaoyao was a rational but proud person. Moreover, she was stubborn.

In this world, whether it was Tang Xinrou, Xu Yue, An Feiran, Shen Xun, or the others, they would probably be sad if she was gone. But they had many family and friends by their side, not just her.

Only she, Song Yaoyao, was alone.

Without Huo Yunque, she had nothing.

She did not even know where her home was. Nolan would always bring her brother’s blessings and visit her on his behalf. But if he had a choice, why would he ask someone else do it for him?

There were always so many things in the world that people could not control.

“You should go back,” Song Yaoyao tightened her jacket and said to Tang Xinrou.

“I’m not leaving!” Tang Xinrou pursed her lips and firmly refused, “I want to watch over you. From now on, don’t even think about leaving my sight!”

Even if she had to go to the toilet, she would follow!

Song Yaoyao pursed her lips and gave a faint smile.

“There’s no need. I’m not a person who will seek death.” Just like Tang Xinrou said, if she did something stupid, her Gege would be heartbroken.

Tang Xinrou carefully sized her up, not letting go of the slightest change in her expression.

“I beg you, Rourou.”

Song Yaoyao took a deep breath, feeling as if her heart had been sliced open by a sharp blade, creating a fine, dense pain.

“I want to be alone for a while.”

Her voice was hollow, making Tang Xinrou’s heart throb with pain.

“Then, you swear,” she said, “You swear to be well or I’ll never forgive you.”

“I promise,” Song Yaoyao replied.

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Song Yaoyao didn’t need her company, and it made Tang Xinrou feel dejected.

She went downstairs and found Uncle Zhang waiting for her downstairs. When he saw her come out, he immediately came up to her.

“Miss Tang, how did you go? Is Miss Song okay now?”

“It’s okay, you guys are underestimating me.”

Tang Xinrou was actually not confident, but she didn’t want to make this old man even more worried. “She’s very strong. She’ll wait for Mr. Huo to come back.”

Uncle Zhang’s eyes lit up.

He nodded repeatedly. “That’s good, that’s good, that’s good…”

Tang Xinrou couldn’t bear to watch. She had heard of Uncle Zhang’s great achievements from her father.

In the past, when he followed Elder Huo, he was also a famous figure.

Now, he was over 50 years old, yet he still so worried and afraid.

She only hoped that Mr. Huo would return safely.

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No one noticed that Song Yaoyao left the room right after Tang Xinrou left.

She quickly walked barefoot across the floor.

If Huo Yunque had seen her running around without socks in the past, he would have definitely punished her. But now, no one cared.

Her black coat covered her body. There was no one around.

Creak—

She slowly pushed the door open.

The room was very large, and the air was filled with the smell of incense.

The decorations were elegant. This was the most outermost room, and it had been transformed into a small temple.

Guanyin and Buddha sat behind the incense burner, and their faces were merciful.

Her Gege had said that her appearance was against the heavens, and Song Yaoyao knew that she was using a body that should have died already to continue living in this world.

She had read the novel and peered into the heavenly axiom, disrupting the course of fate.

All the while, she almost forgot that Huo Yunque was not originally in the novel.