"Nantian..."

Shui Suizhu didn't move, staring at the bottom of the cliff, her expression was full of disbelief, "Why? Why is this happening? She is dead, do you still have to jump down?"

"Because he would rather die than have any entanglement with a vicious person like you, nor would he want anyone in this world to be killed by you."

A cold, sad voice came.

Shui Suzhu turned around and saw Zhang Lichen holding the tree and walking slowly over.

It turned out that he was awake.

However, when I woke up, I saw the scene of my father jumping off the cliff.

Only he knew how much impact it had on him.

Shui Suizhu was stunned for a moment, then turned around and looked at the bottom of the cliff.

She said nothing, just smiled sadly, and jumped down.

Shui Yijun seemed to have some awareness and looked up—

Zhang Lichen also watched.

One of them squatted and the other stood, both motionless.

There was no expression on Zhang Lichen's face, and there was no change in his eyes.

Shui Yijun leaned on the child's back hand, clenched his fists, and finally let go slowly, and finally turned into a sigh.

He just saw his biological father, but within a day he lost his father and mother one after another.

Sad?

Of course there is.

But the heart is strangely calm.

It seems that it should be their destination.

Shui Suizhu is his mother. He raised him and grew up, leaving him with no warm picture of maternal love, but only shadows, fear and control.

Seeing her leave, he felt a little relaxed in his heart.

He knew that it shouldn't be, but he just felt that he had been relieved.

He finally no longer had to live in the shadows brought by the water with the beads.

The child looked back at the master, his voice still hoarse after grief: "Master, Sun Li is dead."

"Sorry, toddler."

Zhang Lichen sighed, walked to the edge of the cliff, and kowtowed three times to the direction where Zhang Nantian fell.

Then he stood up, without saying a word, turned around and walked back to the room.

The child looked at his back and found that he looked even more lonely and cold, and was even more indifferent to others.

In this world, no one can get close to him or walk into his heart.

...

Three days later.

Shui Yijun left quietly with her bag on her back.

He did not say hello to anyone.

No one knew where he was going.

Even the children don't know.

Even she learned about the news of Shui Yijun's departure from Zhang Lichen.

"Where will he go alone?" The child was a little worried.

"Now, Shui Yijun is different from the past. Even if he meets evil people, he still has the power to protect himself." Zhang Lichen was faint, with a bit of comfort.

The child sighed, and then thought about it, and felt happy for Shui Yijun again.

"He has always wanted to leave Piaoyun Village, but now he has finally done it. I wonder when he will come back?"

"I think he will never come back." Zhang Lichen said.

The child was slightly stunned and looked at the master's sideways, without saying a word.

While the master and apprentice were talking, they were sitting under the osmanthus tree, not far away were the misty distant mountains and clouds.

The child stood beside his master and whispered, "Master, don't be too sad."

"I'm not sad." Zhang Lichen said calmly, "A person will die sooner, and he will be liberated sooner."

"Is death a relief?"
Chapter completed!