Chen Shu’s tears slid down the corners of his eyes. "Do you know? This year was the most important for him. He was about to be free from his mother. I remember when he was in junior high, he confided in me once. He said he wished to follow me, but..." He started to cry. "I didn't agree. I thought, no matter what, she was still his mother. Although his mother was sometimes very stubborn, I didn't think she would go too far. Who knew... everything was different from what I imagined. If I had taken him in back then, perhaps none of this would have happened. It's all my fault, my fault."
Watching Chen Shu blame himself for everything, Feng Qishi's heart sank. He said, "Tell him, he is not to blame."
Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi, then at Chen Shu, who was so grief-stricken he could barely contain himself. He lowered his gaze, remaining silent.
Seeing that Mu Anxiao was not listening to him, Feng Qishi said anxiously, "Say something, please say something!"
Mu Anxiao pretended not to hear him.
Feng Qishi frowned deeply.
Mu Anxiao continued to look at Chen Shu, not speaking.
Seeing Chen Shu weeping uncontrollably, Feng Qishi pleaded urgently, "Please, say something. If you say it, he'll feel better. Please, Mu Sha Zi."
Mu Anxiao's brow furrowed. He spoke with his thoughts, "Are you foolish? Crying is good for him. You should stop talking."
"But crying like this is bad for his health," Feng Qishi said in a low voice.
Mu Anxiao replied, "Is it beneficial for him to keep it all bottled up?"
Feng Qishi's eyes darkened.
After Chen Shu's emotions had stabilized, Mu Anxiao stepped forward to stand before him. He patted Chen Shu on the shoulder and said, "Feng Qishi says that this was his own choice, and no one is to blame. You shouldn't blame yourself either."
"You say," Chen Shu slowly raised his eyes to look at Mu Anxiao, "if I had accepted Feng Qishi back then, would he still have died?"
"If you had accepted him, new things would have happened. The end result... he didn't die, but perhaps he would have suffered more."
"If he had followed me, would he still have suffered?" Chen Shu asked in disbelief.
"Even if he had followed you, do you think his mother would have let him go? Of course, I'm not saying it's all his mother's fault. What I'm trying to say is, since he is no longer here, dwelling on it won't help. Living well is what you should do. If you continue to suffer," Mu Anxiao glanced at Feng Qishi, who was watching Chen Shu with concern, and said, "Feng Qishi will also be sad to see it."
"I understand," Chen Shu stopped crying.
Then, Mu Anxiao pointed to Chen Shu's face. "You should shave. Your current appearance isn't suitable for attending class."
"Okay," Chen Shu nodded and said, "I heard you are leaving?"
"Yes, I just wanted to come and see you before I go."
"Thank you for remembering me. To be honest, I'm quite grateful to you," Chen Shu smiled.
"Why?" Mu Anxiao asked.
"If it weren't for you, Feng Qishi wouldn't have been so happy. So, I want to thank you for your existence, for making Feng Qishi feel joy before he left," Chen Shu said faintly.
Mu Anxiao didn't speak, merely smiled.
Then, the class bell rang. Chen Shu turned his face slightly. Mu Anxiao said, "You go to class. I'll be leaving now."
"Yes, can I shake your hand?" Chen Shu extended his hand.
Mu Anxiao paused for a moment, then slowly reached out and grasped Chen Shu's hand.
Chen Shu smiled, "I wish you success in your career."
"Thank you," Mu Anxiao grinned.
Feng Qishi watched Chen Shu's smiling face and couldn't help but smile, saying, "Uncle Chen, farewell forever." As he spoke, a gust of wind blew in from the window, ruffling the hair of both Mu Anxiao and Chen Shu.
Chen Shu released his hand and looked at the window, saying, "Feng Qishi, your Uncle Chen will never forget you. Live well over there."
Mu Anxiao and Feng Qishi exchanged a smile.
Thus, Feng Qishi and Chen Shu bid their final farewell.
Leaving the school, Mu Anxiao raised his arm and wiped away a tear.
Feng Qishi laughed, "You can still cry?"
"Go away," Mu Anxiao glared at Feng Qishi.
Feng Qishi chuckled sheepishly, "I'm not leaving. Let's see what you can do to me."
Mu Anxiao took out a tissue and blew his nose, asking, "Where are we going next?"
"I'm following you, you're asking me?" Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao's expression and asked with a smile.
"I want to eat something," Mu Anxiao suddenly said.
"Didn't you just eat?" Feng Qishi asked.
Mu Anxiao wrinkled his nose and said, "I..."
"Mu Anxiao, hello."
Hearing this, Mu Anxiao swallowed the words he was about to say, turned, and looked at the fat demon and the short demon. He was surprised. "What are you doing here?"
"Master has come to school," said the fat demon. xxs
"He's come to school?" Mu Anxiao was even more surprised and turned to look at the school.
"The wolf demon is cooperating obediently with Master, and Master's health is very good," said the short demon.
The fat demon chuckled and said, "The wolf demon has promised not to let Master depart in pain."
"We haven't seen Master smile so happily in a long time," the short demon added.
"Yes, Master went to many places with his parents yesterday, had hot pot last night, and today he's going to eat more delicious things. We're going to accompany Master for a run later, it's great," the fat demon said with anticipation.
Mu Anxiao looked at the satisfied expressions of the short demon and the fat demon and said, "That's good."
"Do you want to go in?" the fat demon suddenly asked.
Mu Anxiao hesitated and said, "I just came out. What's the point of going in again? Besides, your Master's teacher dislikes me. If she sees me enter her classroom, she'll surely kick me out on the spot."
"You can become invisible," Feng Qishi suddenly said.
Mu Anxiao furrowed his brow and turned to look at Feng Qishi. "You can do that?"
"Yes, I just learned yesterday," Feng Qishi nodded.
"No," Mu Anxiao shook his head.
"Why not? Trust me just once," Feng Qishi raised his eyebrows.
Mu Anxiao rolled his eyes and said, "No, I don't trust you. If I'm discovered, not only will it be embarrassing, but it will definitely scare people."
"Let's try," Feng Qishi said domineeringly.
Mu Anxiao frowned.
"If his method doesn't work, we can use our last bit of demonic energy to help you," said the fat demon.
"No..."
"Let's go," Feng Qishi interrupted loudly.
Mu Anxiao glanced at the expectant fat demon and short demon, who wanted him to go in with them, and compromised.
Half an hour later, they stood in a corner by the school's back door. Feng Qishi looked at Mu Anxiao, who had not turned invisible, with a helpless expression and asked, "What happened?" He looked at his own hands.
"Indeed, our demonic energy was useless too," said the short demon with annoyance.