Chapter 508 (2/2)

Ye Cang looked at this happy moment and smiled from his heart. As he was about to take a step forwards, he was suddenly struck by a chill. He had a dark feeling that he shouldn’t get too close with them. The laughter and smiles seemed to grow further away. His brows wrinkled. What was that feeling…

“Lowlife, what are you thinking about?” ThornyRose saw Ye Cang frowning and gently patted his shoulder.

“I’m thinking about the importance of life…” Ye Cang put on a serious expression and said.

ThornyRose unhappily rolled her eyes. It was simply impossible to communicate with him. They had unwittingly been aquantainced for half a year already, yet truth be told, she seemed to know nothing at all about him. She was completely unable to see through those pink eyes.

“Wang, brother Xiong, let me show you something good.” OtherShoreWatchingAV shared something rare with them. Zhang ZhengXiong and OldWangFromNextDoor looked at its name: ‘Transformers vs Ultraman – Real Edition!’.

SpyingBlade and them went to watch it together. He nodded in approval; it was a true work of art. They then came out and were greeted by ThornyRose and the girls’ contempt. He turned away and sighed, “Hah, young people these days… Hah…”

ThornyRose couldn’t hold back her laughter. That guy, after having stayed with Ye Cang and them for a while, now seems more cheerful. As for why Gongsun Qian had chosen him instead of the FlameEmperor, everyone was puzzled over it.

“Goddess Peak’s show, have you finished arranging it?” ThornyRose asked.

“It’s a ritual! You can’t call it something like a show…” Ye Cang ‘piously’ corrected.

“Alright, ritual it is. Is it ready?” ThornyRose said amazed.

“The dress rehers-whatever is pretty much done. It will be enough to just perfect it a bit tomorrow. Clothing wise, tell that tailor on your side to follow my plan exactly.” Ye Cang thought of the clothes. He could make leather clothing, but for the tailoring materials, he could only rely on her side.

He then logged out of the game.

Ye Cang kept pondering. He sat on the chair out on the balcony and looked at the starry night sky. “It was probably some kind of omen of death. Am I going to die? No matter, at least while I’m alive, I have to give them a happy environment to live in.”

Ye Cang slowly opened a can of beer. “Doctor, I didn’t end up hating humans. My beloved people are humans. I only hate the ruthlessness of fate and frailty of life, which made them leave me one by one while I could only watch helplessly as they close their eyes.”

He once again thought of that rainy day. That street. Fresh blood flowed from his embrace, dyeing the surroundings red. That face which was still smiling and making breakfast just that morning. The engagement ring, those boundless expectations and longings, it all instantly became an ice-cold body and shattered dreams. At that time, he really wanted to leave this world with her. His heart felt like it was being crushed by formless vice. He didn’t know how he even managed to breath at that time. The difference between tears and rain seemed to blur. He had looked up to see A’Xiong’s stunned face in the rain, then recalled that the day they met, it had also been raining like this.

Ye Cang withdrew from his thoughts. Returning to his room, he opened the drawer, saw the photo inside and smiled. Taking out the envelope inside the frame, he slowly opened it. Seeing the familiar writing and the person in the photo, his eyes brimmed with tears. He hugged the frame tightly to his chest and leaned against the wall with his head down, like a broken-hearted child.