"How long do we have to continue this lifestyle? It's been twenty years since that incident, and I have barely seen my son since then. Although I am happy that he's no longer in a coma, this isn't that much different. I can even count the amount of times we've talked to each other during the past 20 years…" Tian Chenyu's mother sighed out loud, complaining to her husband, Tian Aowei.
"It can take years if not decades for a broken heart to heal. We must be patient," he said.
"What if he never recovers? We're not cultivators. We don't have hundreds of years to spend with each other."
"Then what do you suggest? We cannot force his heart to heal. Or what, do you want another son? Although you're past that age, it's not impossible."
"What? No! I don't want another son! How can you even suggest that? If you're suggesting that we replace Chenyu with another son, how is that any different than abandoning Chenyu?!"
"Calm down, I was just being sarcastic. But there is truly nothing we can do now but be patient."
"It might seem like he's not recovering, but that is not true. Things are much better now than 20 years ago. Nowadays, he leaves his room once a week, but back then, it would be a miracle to see him outside his room even once a month."
"At this rate, I will be an old lady before we can become a real family again."
"Better late than never, right?"
"I guess so…"
"By the way, it's almost that time of the year again. Do you think he'll visit their graves this year?" Tian Aowei suddenly asked. frёeweɓηovel.coɱ
"Unlikely." She sighed.
"Do you think he'll ever fall in love again? That's another problem we must worry about— our grandchildren…"
"Who knows…" Tian Aowei shook his head.
"Anyways, it's getting late. Goodnight, dear."
"Goodnight."
A week later, right as the Tian Family prepared to visit the Ai Family's gravesites, they received dreadful news that changed their plans.
"What? Demons have entered the city? When did this happen? How many?" Tian Aowei asked the servant who told him the news.
"A-About an hour ago! And there are three demons! They are rampaging the city even as we speak!"
"Shit! Why did they have to show up today on all days?!" Tian Aowei cursed out loud.
And he continued, "Let everyone in the household know about the situation! We will hide underground for the next three days!"
"Yes!"
While the servants in the household began scrambling towards the underground area beneath the Tian Family's household that was created to hide from demons, Tian Aowei and his wife went to warn Tian Chenyu of the situation.
"Chenyu! Hurry up and open the door! Demons have invaded our city, and there are three of them! We must hurry and hide underground until they leave!" His mother banged on his door that was locked shut.
However, there was no response from Tian Chenyu, almost as though he wasn't inside his room.
"Chenyu! Are you asleep?! Wake up!" His mother continued banging on his door.
"Where's Chenyu?!" Tian Aowei showed up shortly after and asked her.
"I don't know! He should be in his room, but he's not responding! What if something had happened to him?!"
"Shit! We don't have much time left! Move! I am going to break down his door!" Tian Aowei said as he approached Tian Chenyu's room.
However, right as he stood in front of the door, the ground suddenly shook, and a loud noise resounded behind them simultaneously.
Tian Aowei and his wife slowly turned around to see a tall shadow standing in a cloud of dust about 20 meters from them.
Once the dust cloud disappeared, the figure within became visible.
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