The End Times as a Song

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Linglin clearly sensed Lingshu's worry and comforted her, "Mother, don't cry...!"

Ling Shu raised her hand, wiped away the tears from the corners of her eyes, and forced them back: "Mother didn't cry, Mother is just happy, my Lin'er, has grown up...!"

Linglin finally relaxed, turned to Lingshu, nodded, and gestured casually, saying, "Mmm... Mother, don't worry, Lin'er has grown up, I'm eight years old now...!"

Ling Lin's innocent and unintentional words struck the most vulnerable spot in Ling Shu's heart, causing Ling Shu to collapse instantly.

She collapsed to her knees, embracing Linglin, tears streaming down her face. This startled Linglin, who nervously held Lingshu close, reflecting on his own actions while trying to comfort her.

"Mother, why are you crying? Did Lin'er upset you? Or did Lin'er do something wrong?"

Ling Shu looked up, reached out and gently touched Ling Lin's little face, and said:

"No, no, my darling did nothing wrong. It's your mother who has wronged you. If it weren't for your mother, you wouldn't have suffered like this. It's all your mother's fault...!"

Eight-year-old Linglin was so sensible it was heartbreaking. She helped Lingshu up and sat her down in her place, put her arms around Lingshu's waist, and leaned on Lingshu's lap, saying:

"Mother, I don't blame you...!"

Although eight-year-old Linglin is young, she is patient, intelligent, and has high emotional intelligence. She can also be a bit cunning, manipulative, and fiercely protective of her own. She understands Ling Shu's helplessness and has never blamed Ling Shu, so she comforted her, saying:

“Since Grandma wants me to marry, then I will marry! As long as Grandma promises me that she will no longer make things difficult for or hurt my mother, that will be fine.”

The more sensible Linglin became, the more guilty and heartbroken Ling Shu felt. She gently stroked Ling Shu's hair and said remorsefully:

"My child, it's all because your mother is incompetent and failed to protect you...!"

To reassure Ling Shu, despite her inner turmoil and uncertainty about the future, Ling Lin forced a smile:

"Hehe... Mother, don't worry, I'm just getting married, not going to my death... You should be happy for me...!"

These words struck Ling Shu squarely at the heart. Ling Shu felt dizzy and weak upon hearing them. She rubbed her forehead, steadied herself, and angrily rebuked them:

“What’s there to be happy about, child? You’re only eight years old. Do you know that for an eight-year-old human, these are not things you should be experiencing? Even if you are a demon, there is no precedent for a demon to marry at the age of eight.”

As Ling Shu spoke, she became increasingly agitated and lost her initial composure.

Ling Lin immediately stood up and hugged Ling Shu's small waist:

"Mother, Mother, don't get agitated. Be careful your old illness doesn't relapse. We came back to get treatment, didn't we? Calm down and listen to what I have to say...!"

Ling Lin's few simple words calmed the flustered Ling Shu down, and Ling Shu, regaining her composure, said to Ling Lin:

"I'm sorry, Mother, I lost my composure and made you worry...!"

Linglin echoed:

"Mother, I know, I understand, I don't blame you!"

Ling Lin turned around and helped Ling Shu sit down in front of the dressing table. He patted Ling Shu's shoulder and continued to comfort her:

"Mother, my husband, Brother Bai Yi, treats me very well...! He neither dislikes me nor bullies me...! You don't need to worry about me...!"

Ling Shu closed her eyes, a sense of powerlessness welling up inside her, and she suddenly didn't know what to say:

"...!"

Seeing that Ling Shu didn't react, Ling Lin continued to try to persuade her: