The End Times as a Song

Chapter 482 Damage

Tu Shanyan felt a sudden, sharp pain in his heart, as if an invisible hand had gripped his heart tightly, making it almost impossible for him to breathe.

In an instant, tears welled up like a burst dam, gushing out uncontrollably.

He reached out with trembling hands and gently wiped away the shocking bloodstain from the corner of his mother's mouth, his movements so gentle as if he were afraid of hurting her.

"Mother, please stop talking. Please, get some rest... Everything will be alright, it definitely will!"

Tu Shanyan's voice was choked with sobs, almost unable to form complete sentences, but the deep affection and concern it contained were so intense that they moved everyone who heard it.

However, Lady Yuyang slowly shook her head. Her once beautiful and bright eyes had become dull and lifeless, filled only with endless weariness and sorrow.

Nevertheless, she mustered her strength and continued in a weak but firm tone:

"Yan'er, I know I don't have much time left in this world... But before I leave, there is one crucial thing I must accomplish: to ask for your forgiveness...!"

Back then, because of my own selfish desires, I hurt you and Father, plunging our family into suffering. Now, I have realized my mistakes and hope to receive your forgiveness.

Tu Shanyan was stunned. He had never imagined that his mother would apologize to him so frankly.

He took a deep breath and then slowly said, "Mother, I actually forgave you a long time ago. Although I went through those things when I was a child, I am now grown up and understand many things. I know that you had no choice at the time, so I no longer blame you."

Upon hearing her son's words, Lady Yuyang's eyes flashed with surprise and emotion. She hugged Tu Shanyan tightly, her voice choked with sobs:

"Yan'er, thank you for your tolerance and understanding. With your words, I would have no regrets even if I died."

“Mother, don’t talk nonsense. You will get better. Our family still needs to live together,” Tu Shanyan comforted her.

Lady Yuyang smiled and nodded, then closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

Tu Shanyan gently placed his mother on the bed, then sat by the bedside, silently watching over her.

Seeing that Madam Yuyang looked unwell and was in poor spirits, Tu Shanyan knew that it was because she had suffered a great loss of spiritual energy.

He immediately interrupted Madam Yuyang, sat cross-legged, and began to channel spiritual energy into her.

"It's no use, don't waste your spiritual power. What's meant to leave will leave, and no one can stop it...! Yan'er, let your mother see you...!"

Yu Yang grabbed Tu Shan Yan's hand, trying to stop him. She stroked Tu Shan Yan's face and looked at him.

"If you dare to die, I will never forgive you for the rest of my life...!"

Tu Shanyan removed her hand and continued to channel spiritual energy into Madam Yuyang. He suddenly felt a little scared, scared of losing his mother. He had finally regained her, and before he could even acknowledge her, she was about to die.

He had no choice but to threaten, "My Yan'er, come here quickly, let your mother take a good look at you. Oh my, you're getting more and more handsome!" Madam Yuyang looked at the boy in front of her with loving eyes, her eyes full of joy and relief. But for some reason, her voice grew softer and softer, and her breath became weaker and weaker.