The cool breeze rustled, and wildflowers swayed.
Atop the mountain, Liu Di stood quietly.
Wan Yi's figure flashed through his mind, along with those four adorable Little Baldies. His eyes instantly welled up.
Radioactive Element Francium had altered their genetic structures, causing irreversible damage.
Thirty-three years had now passed, and their lives had been as brief and fleeting as shooting stars.
"Wan Yi died seven years ago."
"The Little Baldies died five years ago."
He Cang touched the gravestone and smiled bitterly. "And me? I keep growing stronger. I should have died long ago, yet I have the body of a man in his twenties. Master, I feel like the whole world has left me behind. I'm so... lonely."
Liu Di frowned.
From just a few words from He Cang, he felt an endless sorrow rushing toward him.
Liu Di had never experienced this reversal of time. Other than grief, he could not truly empathize with it.
He did not know how to comfort He Cang, so he merely patted his shoulder gently.
Just then.
A tear from He Cang fell onto the gravestone. The weather was scorching, and the tear evaporated in an instant. With a faint sizzle, not a trace of it remained in the world, as though it had never existed, leaving behind only blankness.
Liu Di drew a deep breath and looked toward the distant road. "Even so, you shouldn't have given up on yourself and gone into this line of work."
He Cang raised his head and saw a luxury sedan speeding past. "Just like them, I'm walking the same road, yet I once thought myself extraordinary."
"I used to hold myself to strict standards, but because we were poor, my family never received even the slightest respect."
"Master."
"Let me tell you something interesting."