The End Times as a Song

Chapter 479 Gloating over misfortune

The speaker was Tu Shanlong's father, Tu Shanqi.

Tu Shan Yan watched Tu Shan Long's departing figure, feeling immense satisfaction. He replied to Li Luo with a hint of schadenfreude. In truth, he wasn't genuinely concerned about Tu Shan Long; he merely wanted to use this opportunity to express his dissatisfaction with her.

“Ah Yan, you really don’t understand. Ah Long is completely different from you!” Li Luo gently pushed away Tu Shan Yan’s hand that was tightly holding hers, and began to explain to Tu Shan Long with a face full of patience.

She knew very well that Tu Shanyan had lost both parents at a young age and could only rely on himself as he grew up, which led to his independent and strong character.

However, Tu Shanlong was completely different from him; this little girl needed more care, love, and meticulous attention.

"What's so different...? I'm just a child without parents, but I still grew up!" Tu Shanyan retorted, looking unconvinced.

In an instant, the once spacious and lively room was left with only Tu Shanyan standing there dumbfounded and Madam Yuyang sitting quietly by the bed. In that instant, the atmosphere in the entire room became extremely heavy and oppressive, as if the surrounding air had been frozen, so quiet that it was somewhat suffocating.

At this moment, Tu Shanyan felt as if he were sitting on a pile of sharp nails, with no part of his body comfortable or at ease. The awkward feeling was like countless tiny ants crawling and gnawing at his heart, causing unbearable itching and pain, driving him to the brink of madness and collapse. He stood there helplessly, completely unsure of what to do next.

Meanwhile, Madam Yuyang sat silently by the bed, her beautiful eyes fixed on Tu Shanyan the entire time, revealing a complex and indescribable emotion, as if she were secretly anticipating something to happen.

Tu Shanyan stood there, stunned, his mind churning with a jumble of thoughts. After a long internal struggle, he finally seemed to have made up his mind, gritting his teeth. Without a word, he abruptly lifted his foot, turned, and strode quickly towards the door, clearly wanting to escape this place that made him feel so awkward and out of place. However, just as he took his first step, Madam Yuyang suddenly spoke.

"Ah Yan, please don't go, my Yan'er, please stay, okay? Even just talking with your mother for a while would be fine."

"Mom knows you might find it hard to accept me as your mother right now, but it's really okay. We can take it slow and build our relationship step by step..."

Seeing Tu Shanyan turn to leave, Lady Yuyang panicked. Forgetting her usual dignified and reserved demeanor, she rushed forward, reaching out to grab him.

Madam Yuyang cried out anxiously, hoping to stop her son from leaving. But Tu Shanyan simply ignored her.

Her voice trembled slightly, containing a hint of earnestness...!

Like a candle flickering in the wind, their plea is so faint yet so moving that anyone who hears it cannot help but feel pity.