He also silently prayed that the fool could break free from his cocoon and transform into a butterfly, to reverse his destiny.
He hoped that the last bloodline of the Wen Family could restore the Wen Family's glory, and that the brothers Wen Chaohua and Wen Xishu could take hold of the dreams he once had and make them reality.
He was so afraid that those desires tormented him, requiring him to regularly check the names on the death roster. Only if the names did not include flower and tree could he be at ease.
Now, seeing Wen Xishu's face, Wen Tingyun felt as if his spine had been pulled out.
It was at this moment that Wen Xishu understood why the fool could reconcile with Wen Tingyun.
He suddenly patted Wen Tingyun on the shoulder:
"Sorry, I'm actually not Wen Xishu. If you don't believe me, you can check the death roster on the thirteenth floor."
"I'm just a fan of Wen Xishu; I'm an ardent member of the Xishu Divine Teaching."
Half a year ago there was no Xishu Divine Teaching... and Wen Tingyun didn't like to interact with other spirits, fearing to hear bad news from them, so Wen Tingyun didn't know what the Xishu Divine Teaching was.
The mist in Wen Xishu's eyes had long dissipated, or perhaps he forcibly held it back.
Wen Tingyun said:
"Are you fooling me?"
Thus, Wen Xishu told many stories about Wen Xishu's past, along with a composure that dared Wen Tingyun to verify, gradually washing away the anger and sadness from Wen Tingyun's face.
After a while, Wen Tingyun was extremely excited:
"A man of integrity should live his life this way! So good! I knew it, that boy could do it! Brother Chaohua so wanted him to survive, there must be a reason!"
"I knew he could do it!"
"Bunker legend? A companion of Principal Albert? Great, he's even… caught up with Brother Chaohua, are you really not lying to me?"
His reaction was so genuine, so genuine that the tears Wen Xishu barely held back seemed to overflow again.
Suppressing his emotions, Wen Xishu for the first time experienced... the care from family, care untainted by any interests, suddenly he also envied the fool.
Wen Tingyun's heart surely had hatred, but the second son of the Wen Family courageously faced death without fear, how could he not accommodate a Wen Xishu?
"Of course, believe it or not, if you go downstairs and shout 'Where are the followers of the Xishu Divine Teaching?', many will surely respond to you, I tell you, the tales of Wen Xishu in their mouths are likely even more exaggerated."
Wen Xishu's happiness at this moment came not at all from boasting about himself, but entirely from the smile on Wen Tingyun's face.
"Really… that guy really did it? So good... so good… If only I could see all this, how wonderful it would be!"
"If only I could apologize to him face-to-face… how wonderful it would be."
"In any case, you're not Little Tree, that's really good."
Wen Xishu felt that the fool seemed overly emotional, always prone to intense feelings.
Afraid bullet screens would bloom above his head, he hurriedly found an excuse... and left.
Actually, there were many things Wen Xishu wanted to do, with the appearance of the Wen Family, he truly wanted to ask clearly what that plan was back then.
Was everything related to the Mad Dice?
But he feared.
He feared that after exposure, the entire Wen Family would be implicated. They had already made significant concessions for Wen Xishu, truly he shouldn't disturb them in death.
After a while, Wen Xishu and Wen Tingyun separated. Wen Tingyun warmly wanted to bring him to the gathering place of the Wen Family's spirits.
But Wen Xishu refused.
Long after the two parted, Wen Xishu suddenly heard a voice, a voice from within himself.
"When he was little, he always looked down on me, bullied me... But now, I really miss them. Although they are different from my brother, maybe they didn't love me as much, but they died, their deaths are related to me, right?"
Wen Xishu didn't know how to respond, this might have been his closest encounter to the truth.
He thought for a long time, finally he said:
"Do you want to take a look from afar? I can track him... Do you want to, look at Dad and Mom, look at other relatives… This might be the only chance."
The fool's answer made Wen Xishu suddenly understand why Wen Chaohua so dearly loved this younger brother.
"No… better not go. I'm afraid I'll cry terribly... Wen Xishu, we are heroes now, heroes… can't cry like we did when we were little."
"I can't cry anymore, I can't let them look down on me."
Yet, despite saying this, the tears still glided continuously down his cheeks, each drop like a star falling onto the ground.