"Although I don't know what happened to Yan Jue, you've been downcast lately. Since I couldn't do anything for you, I secretly searched for traces of Yan Jue."
"Since parting is so painful, then boldly go and find him."
"Some things, once missed, will be a lifelong regret."
Tang Xu, instead, comforted Tang Xiaomin.
"You've been hiding in your room all this time for this?"
"Mmm."
Tang Xiaomin hadn't expected Tang Xu to do such a thing.
She had even less expected Tang Xu to be able to find Yan Jue on a small island in the Pacific Ocean.
Most importantly, it was Ye Fengxing's private island, which lent some credibility to the information.
The sudden news filled her with both surprise and joy.
If Tang Xu hadn't passed away at this moment, she probably would have jumped for joy.
"You... how confident are you about your information?"
Lu Xing and Zhong Li were convinced that Yan Jue had turned to dust, so Tang Xu's news was uncertain.
"I'm not sure because I haven't seen him with my own eyes. Therefore, this news needs to be verified by you personally."
"Xiaomin, my abilities are limited. This is all I could do."
This was called limited abilities?
Tang Xu had found her kidney to be a match with Tang Yiyi in the vast sea of people.
And now, from all over the globe, he had found Yan Jue on an island in the Pacific.
His capabilities were simply outrageously vast.
Tang Xiaomin was now impressed by his skills from the bottom of her heart.
"If you hadn't met Tang Yi, you would have had a different life. It would have been brilliant."
Tang Xu gave a bitter smile.
"This life is over. I'll be more careful in the next."
Indeed.
"Since you died for me, I will definitely find a good family for you, so that you can live a life of ease and happiness forever."
"Being alive is too tiring. No need."
"Being alive is too tiring because you were born into the wrong family. Next time, I guarantee you'll live a hundred years and still want to live for five hundred more."
"Is that so? Living that long, watching those around you leave one by one, and being the only one left, wouldn't that get tiresome?"
"No, new replaces old. No one is ever alone."
...
This was the first time Tang Xiaomin had such a relaxed conversation with Tang Xu. She realized they actually got along quite well, perhaps as the saying goes, birds of a feather flock together.
She bought some daily necessities and milk at the supermarket and returned to the ward.
Before she even entered, she heard Tang Ye's sobbing from inside.
He was hunched over the hospital bed, weeping uncontrollably, like a child.
Tang Xiaomin's heart tightened. She immediately rushed into the ward and tentatively felt Zhang Meiyu's breathing.
Her breathing was even, and she breathed a sigh of relief.
At this moment, Tang Ye had stopped crying. His face was hidden by the head wrap, making it impossible to see him clearly.
She could guess that his eyes must be swollen from crying.
She wondered if it would affect his plastic surgery.
"Tang Xu is watching you right now. Please stop crying."
"Ah?"
Tang Ye froze.
"Really? Is he really watching me?"
"Mmm."
"I can find a way for you to see him. You can say goodbye to him properly then."
"Can I really? I still have so much I haven't told him."
"Of course, you can."
Tang Xiaomin's words calmed Tang Ye's emotions.
"When Mom wakes up, tell her what I just told you. Her emotions should stabilize then."
"I have something to attend to. I'll leave taking care of Mom to you, second brother."
The air was silent for more than ten seconds. Tang Ye stared blankly for a long time before reacting.
"Xiaomin... You... What did you just call me?"
"You called me second brother? Did I hear that correctly?"
How could this be possible?
Tang Xiaomin gave Tang Ye a faint smile.
"No matter what grievances we have between us, this is the relationship destiny has set for us from the moment we were born, isn't it?"
"Yes... yes..."
Tang Ye had never dared to hope for this "second brother."
Now that Tang Xiaomin had let go of their past animosity and called him that, he was very happy.
But all of this, in the end, was exchanged for Tang Xu's life.
Thinking of Tang Xu, Tang Ye's face was filled with bitterness.
"If I had known the price would be this high, I would have preferred to never hear you call me brother."
"You might not like to hear my true feelings, but I have to say that in my heart, there is nothing that can be exchanged for Tang Xu's life."
His emotions were clearly agitated as he spoke.
At the same time, he no longer fawned over Tang Xiaomin as he had before.
There was even a hint of blame in his words.
"But Tang Xu willingly died for you, which means that everything now is worthwhile for Tang Xu."
Tang Xiaomin nodded, offering no superfluous defense. She left the hospital, lost in thought.
If she had to choose between Tang Xu's life and news of Yan Jue, what would she do?
Unfortunately, there were no "ifs." The cruel reality had already made the choice for her.
On the way back, the first person Tang Xiaomin needed to deal with was Zhang Guo'er.
"Lu Xing, I don't care how you do it, you must find Zhang Guo'er as soon as possible!"
"Miss Tang, we've already started searching. We'll have news soon. She won't get away."
"Alive."
"Yes."
Death would be too easy for her.
...
In the luxurious morgue of Xianfu Group, Tang Zhongcheng arrived. He was wearing mourning clothes, and his pale, gaunt face was etched with grief. He had also become thinner than before.
It was clear at a glance that he had not been living well.
He stood beside Tang Xu's body, silently turning his prayer beads.
"If I could, I would rather die in his place. My life has no meaning anyway."
"They say heaven has compassion and that there is karma. The calamities were all caused by me. I am the instigator, and I am the one who should die."
"But why has it come to this? Why must I send my son to his grave while I'm still alive?"
Tang Zhongcheng was both grief-stricken and angry. He threw the prayer beads in his hand.
"I tried my best to earn incense money for Buddha, hoping he would have mercy on my sincerity and bestow blessings upon those I wished to protect. But what was the use? They are all liars!"
Tang Zhongcheng unleashed his rage upon his current faith.
Because of Tang Xu, Tang Xiaomin was not cold-shouldered by him at this moment.
"It's almost time. I need to prepare his appearance. Everyone, please be quiet."
Tang Xu had died for her, and Tang Xiaomin was willing to see him off on his final journey.
The assistant changed Tang Xu's clothes. Tang Xiaomin put on gloves and began to prepare Tang Xu's appearance.
She meticulously stitched the wound on his head, which had been caused by the impact, and patiently wiped away the bloodstains on his face and neck.
Tang Xu's soul was watching her from beside her.
Tang Xiaomin was extremely careful, striving for perfection in every step.
She never looked directly at Tang Xu. Today, after some preparation, she realized that although Tang Xu looked identical to Tang Ye, there were subtle differences.
For instance, Tang Xu's eyes were deeper and more attractive than Tang Ye's, and his profile had better defined contours than Tang Ye's.
After her efforts, Tang Xu's appearance was even more handsome and charming than Tang Ye's.