Sunfall

On the‍⁠​⁠​‌​​‌‍‍​‍‌⁠⁠‌‌​‌‌‍​‌ other side, Jiang Ci watched the retreating pursuers and gradually breathed a sigh of relief. At this moment, Bright Moon quickly scanned Jiang Ci’s physical condition. Although his abdomen was shielded from detection, all other indicators were still good.

“Bright Moon, when was your master authority transferred to me?”

This was a step Jiang Ci truly hadn’t expected. Bright Moon was silent for a few seconds, then a cold electronic female voice came from above,

“When Lia was captured.”

“…Is that so.”

Jiang Ci closed his eyes and didn’t ask any more questions. He piloted Bright Moon straight towards the Imperial Palace.

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[Dusk, the Imperial Palace]

The architectural style of the entire Imperial Palace was somewhat like that of ancient China on Earth—an outer city, an inner city, layers of strictness, majesty, and grandeur, but the specific buildings still had a sense of technology in line with the times.

But there was one building that was very abrupt and inconspicuous.

It was a signal tower that soared into the clouds. So high, in fact, that one could overlook the entire Capital. It was surrounded by a complex structure of metal and steel frames.

Near the top was a huge circular platform, which could be considered an observation deck, but there were no protective railings around it.

And at this moment, Cecilia was curled up in a corner of the circular platform and a knife was inserted through her heart, pinning her firmly to the column behind her.

That was the knife Huo Xianfeng had given to Pei Changyun last time.

“Hah…”

The woman gasped weakly. On the ground lay a familiar glass syringe. The golden liquid that should have been inside was gone. When the evening breeze blew, the empty glass tube rolled around, making a gurgling sound.

Cecilia struggled to raise her eyes. In her gradually darkening and blurry vision, she saw two familiar figures. One was Pei Changyun, and the other was Huo Xianfeng.

No, perhaps now… it should be said that it was Huo Chao.

“I’ve always thought, if only I could see you one more time.”

Pei Changyun looked down at the view of the Capital in the distance and spoke softly,

“I just didn’t expect it to be this way.”

Pei Changyun heard a familiar light sigh.

“Waking up the deceased is not a good thing.”

The man lowered his eyes, and a warm smile gradually appeared in his dark pupils,

“But Changyun, to be able to see you again, to see your dreams come true, is truly a wonderful surprise for me.”

“…Really, Huo Chao?”

Pei Changyun turned his head to look at him. The afterglow of the setting sun scattered on the side of his face, varnishing it with a very, very warm light.

But Pei Changyun didn’t step forward; instead, he took a step back. This circular platform had no railings, so at this moment, His Majesty the Emperor, stood on the edge and was almost teetering.

Huo Chao quietly watched his beloved consul and did not reach out,

“Changyun, you see, now, no matter how high you fall from, even without me to catch you, you can already land steadily.”

He smiled and said to that person,

“You’ve already grown your own wings, haven’t you?”

Pei Changyun closed his eyes and his brows trembled slightly.

Boom—!!!

Just then, a huge explosion came from the outer city, and a familiar silver mecha broke into the Imperial Palace. But the next second, Wan Jiang followed closely behind, blocking Bright Moon firmly with a single sword strike.

“?!”

Jiang Ci was stunned for a moment. He immediately exchanged a few moves with the other party and found that the pilot inside didn’t seem to be Zhou Jiuya.

—It was Ye Su.

“Damn it! I never thought in my life I’d be a city wall for Pei Changyun!”

Ye Su gritted his teeth.

He had been sought out by Zhou Jiuya and temporarily given control of Wan Jiang, then was told to rush to the Imperial Palace to stop Jiang Ci.

When Wan Jiang was first produced, in terms of spiritual power threshold and strength, only Zhou Jiuya and Ye Su could match it. It was just that Zhou Jiuya was slightly better, so he got Wan Jiang.

In such an emergency, the only person Zhou Jiuya could trust and who could stop Jiang Ci was Ye Su.

Just as the two sides were fiercely engaged in battle, a light sigh came from the circular platform on the high tower.

“Ah… Bright Moon, is that Minmin?”

This was Huo Xianfeng’s voice, yet it was Huo Chao’s tone.

Pei Changyun shook his head and answered him,

“No, Minmin is dead. That is her and Jiang Jinsheng’s child, named A-Ci.”

At the same time, in the midst of the fierce battle, Jiang Ci also saw the two familiar figures on the high tower. His heart, which had been in his throat, had not yet settled when he saw the clear close-up photo captured by Bright Moon.

That was indeed Huo Xianfeng’s face.

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The man was stunned for a moment, then a broken and forced smile appeared,

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[They are in a state of mutual ebb and flow. If Huo Chao lives, Huo Xianfeng will die.]

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“Give him back to me…”

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Boom—!!!

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The next second, the Imperial Palace guard team immediately stepped forward to fill the gap left by Wan Jiang.

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Huo Chao knew what he was asking, because some of what Cecilia had said was indeed true.

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“When I think that all of our dreams can come true, I feel… very happy.”

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Pei Changyun covered his eyes, and for a moment he looked like he wanted to cry.

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Loved his soul as warm as the morning sun.

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Forced him to rush, without hesitation, to a bloody and extremely painful sacrifice.

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“You said before that you had something to tell me when I came back. What was it?”

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It was a small life they had once nurtured together.

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If, if I said we… we once, briefly, nurtured a life together…

Would you choose to live for them… for us, Huo Chao?

Would you be a little more selfish for us?

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Because even if he said it, what good would it do?

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There was no meaning.

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“I, I wanted to say at the time…”

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“Huo Chao, I wish you… your dream come true.”

And… a worthy death.

“I see.”

Huo Chao was stunned. He knew Pei Changyun wasn’t telling the truth, but he still chose to believe,

“Mm!”

Pei Changyun saw that a golden undercurrent began to gradually emerge from his left eye, which was extremely dazzling and beautiful in the afterglow of the setting sun.

He replaced the medicine.

The day he got that tube of golden liquid from Cecilia, Pei Changyun secretly sent it back to the Capital’s Academy of Sciences.

After more than two months of development, what was finally obtained was not a drug that would allow Huo Chao to replace Huo Xianfeng, but a drug that would completely separate Huo Chao from Huo Xianfeng’s body.

“I’m sorry, Changyun.”

Huo Chao watched him earnestly, as if to remember him for the last time.

“This time, I’m really leaving.”

“…It’s okay.”

The day Pei Changyun confirmed he was in love with Huo Chao was when the morning sun was just rising.

He fell from a high tower. Huo Chao caught him.

Pei Changyun heard his own heart beating wildly. It was as if it was about to burst out of his chest and crash into the other’s.

And the day Pei Changyun said his final goodbye to Huo Chao was at sunset.

The setting sun was like blood, and the entire sky was a dark red.

It was as if… it was Huo Chao’s blood that had dyed them red.

“Goodbye, Huo Chao.”

Never to see you again.

This is our forever farewell.

At this moment, Pei Changyun couldn’t embrace him, couldn’t even make a simple touch.

He could only, looking through Huo Xianfeng’s face, try to capture another soul that was slowly dissipating.

This was the second time Pei Changyun had watched Huo Chao die.

Just like the first time, he could do nothing.

The man’s remaining black eye gradually filled with gold. And at that very instant, Pei Changyun abruptly turned and strode away.

Huo Chao was right. He was always right.

Only now did Pei Changyun realize that he indeed had no way… to watch that person die with his own eyes.

“I said, Huo Chao, don’t use my body to cry.”

—This was Huo Xianfeng’s tone.

“It’s so ugly.”

“Wuwuwuwu I can’t help it, Xiao Feng. You know I was born with overactive tear ducts.”

Huo Chao watched Pei Changyun’s retreating figure and suddenly said,

“Xiao Feng, I have one last wish. Can you grant it for me?”

“…What?”

That tone meant he had agreed.

“I want to see your…”

The next second, Huo Chao’s hand unfastened the belt.

“Ah… I lost again.”

“Huo Chao—!!!”

Huo Xianfeng’s voice was furious with shame.

“You…”

As he spoke, Huo Xianfeng’s angry expression suddenly froze, because at that moment, the star belonging to Huo Chao had completely disappeared.

Just then, as he walked down the tower, Pei Changyun came face to face with Jiang Ci rushing up. They looked at each other, both with red eyes.

“…He’s up there.”

With that, Pei Changyun brushed past him, not looking back, and strode away.

A moment later, he heard Jiang Ci’s loud wails coming from above.

“Huo Xianfeng—!”

“Mm.”

“Huo… Huo Xianfeng…”

“Present.”

“Huo Xianfeng…”

“Mm, it’s okay now.”