Transmigrated As A Delicate Bundle Of Luck For A Farming Family Chapter 642 - 642 Remnant Thoughts

Chapter 642 - 642 Remnant Thoughts

642 Remnant Thoughts

Yan Zhiyuan did not say another word all the way to the Yan Manor.

He respectfully invited Little Niu in.

He didn’t have the courage to face the consequences of what he had done being made public, nor did he have the courage to face the consequences of Yan Qingyun’s continued existence. Either way, it was h.e.l.l for him.

At this moment, Yan Zhiyuan finally understood what Little Niu said to him that day. He was already in deep danger and he did not know it. It was as if he was walking on thin ice… He did not hear the rest that day.

Yan Zhiyuan glanced at Little Niu beside him. He had been smiling and was as warm as the sun. Yan Zhiyuan asked sadly, “Little Daoist, can you tell me what you didn’t say to me that day?”

Little Niu had a smile on his face as he said gently, “The last words that day were, ‘Under the ice is the abyss, and the day the ice breaks is the day you will never be able to make a comeback.'”

Yan Zhiyuan felt a heavy blow to his heart. Had he come this far? He would never be able to make a comeback after falling into the abyss.

Yan Zhiyuan’s face turned ashen, as if he had suffered a huge blow.

Recently, the weather had been very good. It was very comfortable to feel the warmth on his body, but the warm sun could not dispel the coldness in Yan Zhiyuan’s heart.

After bringing Little Niu into the main courtyard, Yan Zhiyuan ordered with a dark expression, “Call Yuran and Yuanan over. No one else is allowed to approach the main courtyard.”

The Yan family was about to fall. Everything was his fault. His two sons might know what he had done.

The two grandsons were still young and could still be educated. At this moment, Yan Zhiyuan suddenly understood Yan Qingyun’s painstaking efforts. He couldn’t help but look at Little Niu with hope. Could the Yan family still have a future?

Was this the reason why his father couldn’t die?

Yan Zhiyuan hoped that Little Niu would be able to answer his question, but Little Niu couldn’t see. He was smiling, but his gaze was empty. It looked very warm, but it also made Yan Zhiyuan realize that Little Niu wasn’t here for him. He wasn’t fated, so Little Niu wouldn’t answer his questions.

After giving his instructions, Yan Zhiyuan brought Little Niu into the inner room and went to Yan Qingyun’s bed.

Looking at the skinny Yan Qingyun, Yan Zhiyuan lowered his head. Tears of regret flowed down his face as he kowtowed and admitted his mistake. “Dad, it’s all my fault. Unfortunately, I realized it too late.”

After three loud bangs, Yan Zhiyuan got up and removed all the glaring bronze mirrors.

Yan Qingyun looked at Little Niu and then at Yan Zhiyuan. He was puzzled. How did Yan Zhiyuan become a different person in just one night?

What happened to him?

Little Niu bowed towards the direction of the bed, then said, “I know that you still have an unresolved question in your heart, so it’s difficult for your obsession to dissipate. Today, I’ve been guided to answer your doubts. In return, your last teardrop in this world will be taken away by me. If you agree, blink your eyes.”

Yan Qingyun’s eyes widened and didn’t move. He was still thinking.

He remembered Little Niu. He had seen him beside Su Xiaolu on New Year’s Day.

Su Xiaolu was very protective of him. This was a child about the same age as Su Xiaolu. Did he know what obsessions he had?

Yan Qingyun felt melancholic for a moment. During this period of time, he had actually come to understand a lot of things. He knew that it was strange that he did not die. Previously, like Yan Zhiyuan, he also felt that he might have become a blood-drinking monster.

However, as his body changed day by day, he knew that he was not. He felt that he was a soul attached to a corpse and refused to leave. His body was getting more and more dilapidated. Although it was not rotten, it was like a withered old tree branch. Even if the servants were soft-hearted and fed him water, he could not swallow it.

He was actually dead.

Now that Little Niu had mentioned it, he felt that what Little Niu had said was more appropriate. He was bound to this world by an obsession.

He was obsessed with the Yan family. He was obsessed with an answer.

But could this child really give him an answer?

Yan Qingyun’s thoughts were surging in his heart, magnifying bit by bit in his mind.

Little Niu didn’t rush him. His expression was gentle, and his eyes kept looking in Yan Qingyun’s direction.

After putting away the mirrors, Yan Zhiyuan knelt in front of Yan Qingyun’s bed. He lowered his head and cried as he repented to Yan Qingyun. “Father, please hit me and scold me. I was wrong. It was all my fault. I shouldn’t have hated you. I have disgraced my ancestors and harmed the entire Yan family. Please hit me.”

It wasn’t easy for Yan Qingyun to get the entire Yan family to where they were today, but it only took him thirteen days to destroy it.

He had let down Yan Qingyun’s nurturing and his love.

Now, things that he did not look at or think about kept replaying in his mind, including his mother, Qi Xinyue.

Was his father really cold and heartless? Had he really never loved his mother?

He was not. In fact, he had loved her before. Otherwise, why would he indulge his mother and not allow the concubines to have children? Acknowledging his mother was love.

He and his sister, Yan Zhenzhen, were actually not outstanding. The children of ministers who were the same rank as Yan Qingyun were much more outstanding than them. The only thing they were proud of was their status.

Yan Zhiyuan was in pain. It was too late.

Yan Zhiyuan told Yan Qingyun about the things that he didn’t understand. He told Yan Qingyun that he understood now.

Yan Qingyun looked at Yan Zhiyuan with mixed feelings. It was too late.

Yan Yuran and Yan Yuanan were also here. They were really shocked to see Yan Zhiyuan crying so hard. When they saw how skinny Yan Qingyun was, they didn’t dare to look at him anymore and knelt down in panic.

Hearing what Yan Zhiyuan said, they did not know what to do.

In the end, Yan Qingyun turned his gaze back to Little Niu. He blinked his eyes strenuously. He felt that Little Niu shouldn’t be able to see, but Little Niu seemed to have sensed something. Little Niu said gently, “Since the fated one has answered, let’s solve our doubts.”

Yan Qingyun was stunned for a moment. Then, he felt as if he had sunk into a strange place. His surroundings were as dark as ink and he could not see anything. He looked at himself in surprise and was shocked. He muttered to himself, “I… I can move now?”

He looked at his hands, then at his feet. He could move suddenly, but what was this place?

“Sorry to keep you waiting, fated one.”

An ethereal voice sounded.

Yan Qingyun looked over and saw the thick ink disperse. A figure walked out from the thick ink. It was Little Niu.

He had a faint smile on his face, looking very amiable and kind. Yan Qingyun took two steps back and asked curiously, “You, what did you do to me?”

Little Niu said gently, “I didn’t do anything to you. This is your place, the place in your heart.”

Yan Qingyun was stunned. He looked at the ink-like place and wondered what would come out of it. Was such a terrifying place in his heart?

Knowing that it was his heart, Yan Qingyun slowly calmed down even though it was very scary. He looked at Little Niu and said, “You said that you can resolve my doubts, but how will you do it?”