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Two days later, at dusk.
After a long chase and a close confrontation on training, the siblings had eaten their fill and were ready to go for a walk to aid digestion.
However, Ghost Douluo brought a message from Bibi Dong, asking Qian Renjue to try on the Holy Son's attire and make any necessary adjustments to avoid delays for tomorrow's succession ceremony.
Naturally, Qian Renjue did not refuse. After bidding farewell to Ghost Douluo, he dragged Qian Renxue down the mountain.
On the way, the two were no longer as lively and chatty.
It hadn't been long since the last encounter with Bibi Dong, and the thought of facing her again created a barrier in their hearts.
As night fell, the evening breeze tousled the siblings' hair and dried its moisture.
Qian Renxue's straight posture suddenly relaxed, leaning her head on Qian Renjue's shoulder.
"Juee, tomorrow you'll be Holy Son the Saint. Aren't you excited?"
"No."
Qian Renjue shook his head, swaying his body as he lightly bumped into Qian Renxue, maintaining a harmless rhythm.
"I'm just worried that someone might come and challenge me constantly in the future."
"That won't happen."
Qian Renxue gently shook her head.
She understood Bibi Dong well enough to know that anyone daring to provoke Qian Renjue would be asking for trouble.
"Let's hope not. Otherwise, it would be a huge hassle."
Qian Renjue smiled, bumping shoulders with Qian Renxue.
Qian Renxue rolled her eyes.
"So you're afraid of trouble. Don't forget what you promised me."
"Jue remember. I'll only use my martial soul if its absolutely necessary."
Qian Renjue repeated, though he had his own interpretation of "absolute necessity."
"Make sure to carved it inside your heart!"
Qian Renxue said seriously.
Qian Renjie nodded repeatedly, with a slight smile.
"Sister, will being a Saint involve a lot of work?"
"You're already thinking about slacking off?"
Qian Renxue shot him a reproachful look.
…
Like them, Bibi Dong was equally anxious.
Even though Qian Daoliu had informed her that Qian Renjue had agreed to become the new Saint, Bibi Dong still sent Ghost Douluo with the message, fearing a refusal.
In the dim night, Bibi Dong stood outside for a long time, gazing into the distance.
Unconsciously, she saw the familiar golden figures from afar.
Holding hands, pulling each others apart and coming together, appearing very harmonious.
Familiar scene that she always dreamed
Bibi Dong's anxious heart began to ease slightly.
As the figures drew closer, the barrier between them reappeared.
Up close, Bibi Dong's face showed signs of fatigue.
Her purple eyes still had faint traces of bloodshot.
Bibi Dong stared intently, as if afraid they would run away.
Filled with guilt and tears in her eyes, she could not hold back.
Wobbling, she took a few steps forward.
"Xiao Jue, Xiao Xue."
Qian Renxue, suddenly stopped, letting Qian Renjue advance half a step forward.
She was still not very good at handling such situations.
Seeing Bibi Dong like this, Qian Renjue's heart softened, and his throat tightened.
"Mom, Mom."
The term he had not used in a long time felt unfamiliar, despite the distance.
Even so, it was enough to make Bibi Dong emotional, nearly in tears.
Trembling, she reached out her hand.
Her fingertips gently touched the familiar face, not daring to make any sudden movements.
Her voice was hoarse.
"My baby."
"Ha ha."
Qian Renjue forced a laugh, his red-rimmed eyes suddenly showing a smile.
He forced a smile and said, "Mom, Sister and Jue are here."
"Yes, Mom saw, saw everything."
Even the forced smile was enough to make Bibi Dong ecstatic, as she quickly embraced Qian Renjue.
Boom!
"Ah woo."
A faint thud, mixed with Qian Renjue's muffled cry.
In that instant, Qian Renjue felt a bit out of breath and dizzy from the impact.
In his mind, he heard the system's notice.
"Xiao Jue"
It's Mom who is sorry.
Bibi Dong whispered, her heart full of sorrow, but unable to express it fully.
The long-awaited hug made Qian Renjue nostalgic.
He gently wrapped his arms around her waist and softly comforted, "Mom, don't cry. Otherwise, Sister will laugh at us."
Saying this, he wiped the tears on his face onto Bibi Dong's clothes.
Qian Renxue felt a twinge of sadness in her heart.
Before she could process the emotions, she was interrupted by Qian Renjue's words.
With reddened eyes, she glared at him with a mixture of anger and amusement.
Looking up, she met Bibi Dong's gaze.
Their eyes exchanged knowing looks.
Qian Renxue had even advised her to consider seriously.
Bibi Dong understood that she did not deserve forgiveness.
But she was willing to spend her life making amends to her children
"Xiao Xue."
Bibi Dong looked at Qian Renxue.
She extended her delicate hand slightly, seeming to plead for a chance.
Qian Renxue pressed her red lips together, took a couple of steps, and opened her hand to Bibi Dong.
Swish!
Bibi Dong, holding her children, felt her trembling heart finally settle.
Soon, under the cold moonlight, the yard became empty.
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"Woo!"
"Xiao Jue, this... Mom made it just now. Try it."
"And this was made at noon, this one is from the morning."
"And these."
In the room, Qian Renjue sat on the sofa.
Bibi Dong, holding some snacks, sat beside him, her face full of love and tender words.
With her slender fingers, she kept adding snacks to Qian Renjue's mouth, trying to make up for the absent maternal love of these past days.
Qian Renxue sat beside them, with cream still on her lips, feeling awkward.
She knew what was coming earlier and avoided Bibi Dong.
Since then, Qian Renjue, a step behind, had to endure Bibi Dong's overwhelming affection alone.
Seeing Qian Renjue, with his mouth full of pastry, Qian Renxue couldn't help but smile.
Looking at Bibi Dong's somewhat crazed behavior, she felt both heartbroken and helpless.
Bibi Dong must have been tormented quite a lot during this time.
"Woo, Mom, no, don't... Sister."
Qian Renjue swallowed the sticky cakes in his mouth, nearly throwing up, and did not forget to call for help from Qian Renxue.
Before he could say much, he was silenced again, receiving some sweets.
"Urgh!"
Qian Renjue had to turn away, bending over and covering his mouth.
"Jue, what's wrong?"
Bibi Dong hurriedly put down the snacks and gently patted his back.
"Mom, Jue must be full now."
Qian Renxue rolled her eyes in amusement.
They had just finished dinner, so how could they handle this massive feeding?
"Full?"
Bibi Dong realized this after noticing the empty plates on the table.
Qian Renjue had been cooperating with her.
"Jue, I'm sorry. Mom was a bit too hasty just now."