Chapter 1311: Yang Qing Awakens

The sleeping Yang Qing, after repeated provocation by Yang Nuolan and Yunxiao, finally woke up.

The weakness of his body left his mind a little confused.

After a while, he finally gathered all his spirit.

At that moment, he realized that the Virtual Body he had gathered had already collapsed under the dual provocation of Yang Nuolan and Yunxiao.

With a flicker of spirit, Yang Qing appeared in the Machine Room.

With a wave of his hand, the Virtual Body vanished.

The suddenly appearing Yang Qing caused Yang Nuolan and Yunxiao to both stop their hands.

Yang Qing ignored the eager Yang Nuolan who wanted an answer, and instead looked at Yunxiao.

"You want to take back this body of yours?"

The question had a deafening, ear‑splitting quality.

Yang Nuolan even felt that his grandfather had achieved cultivation and become a lofty deity.

Facing Yang Qing directly, Yunxiao felt even more terrified, as if Yang Qing could see through everything about him and control him completely.

He wanted to say no, but his body did not obey his command for a while.

Yang Qing saw him remain silent, feeling a sense of despondency.

"Fine, if you want it, it's yours."

With another wave of his hand, Yunxiao felt himself become the Yunxiao he once was.

The Machine Room became a part of his body.

Human logic and machine logic coexisted within him.

Yunxiao's whole body froze on the spot.

He thought he had long ceased to be the old Yunxiao, yet in that instant he found himself utterly ridiculous.

So, he was still himself; he merely had an extra human body.

With the boost of humanity.

His intense feelings for Yang Nuolan burst forth.

The heart‑rending sorrow spread throughout his whole body.

"Ah…… "

"Why is it like this?"

He wept bitterly, filled with despair.

"No, it shouldn't be this way; why is it like this?"

Yang Nuolan could not at all comprehend the current situation.

What's happening to Yunxiao? Why has he become like this?

Yang Qing, with a hint of pity, reached out to stroke Yang Nuolan's hair.

Yang Nuolan's whole body went rigid.

This was something she had loved but never obtained since childhood, and now Yang Qing was giving it to her.

Though virtual, it was so gentle.

She suddenly felt like crying.

So he could be this gentle as well.

She looked up, her eyes brimming with tears.

"Why, why do you have to leave?"

Yang Qing didn't know how to answer.

Those who are loved are always reckless.

Yang Qing himself was also a bit reckless, but he truly didn't want to continue.

The weight of living pressed on him to the extreme.

Every moment of waking now is a burden to him.

He is too old; his age makes him feel a deep sense of guilt.

If he doesn't leave, he will be unable to control his own body.

If he leaves, he will finally be free.

Come freely, go freely.

Even the Star Dream Ship speeding through Taiyangxi cannot reflect his heart.

Yang Qing silently stroked Yang Nuolan's head; now he could feel the delicate texture of her hair strands.

This is the Yang Qing of now.

In a sense, he is already no longer entirely human.

The Machine Room of Yunxiao brought him a huge change.

Coupled with years of living in the Virtual World, his mind had long undergone a revolutionary transformation.

Just as he cannot explain Yunxiao's appearance, Yang Qing also cannot explain his current condition.

It seems he is quite special.

He leapt out of the prison of his body.

But he knows that all this is merely a façade, a feeling brought by the fusion of his brain with Yunxiao's Machine Room.

The flow of life does not cease.

He still, like an ordinary person, walks toward the unknown.

"Nuolan, people are meant to be this way."

Humans built a virtual world, although the clarity of the virtual world is still quite ordinary, not as fine as the real world.

But it cannot be denied, the virtual world is becoming more and more real.

By the same token, could our world not also be a virtual world?

In the virtual realm, there are still many virtual worlds.

Outside the virtual realm may be intelligent beings we cannot comprehend.

Just as we can enter the virtual world to experience life.

Perhaps we in reality are also intelligent beings we cannot comprehend, who have sealed themselves and come to this world to experience life.

The meaning of my life may be to establish the Yang Family.

I have long since completed the experience of life.

I too have reached the time to withdraw from this world.

Perhaps an ending is not an ending, but a kind of beginning?

So there's no need to be sad.

Yang Qing still has some words in his heart left unsaid.

That is, after experiencing many virtual worlds, he had long doubted the reality of this world.

Recalling his original world, then thinking again of the present world.

In his original world, 'Full House of Emotions' was merely a television drama.

But this world is an extension of the television drama world.

True or false, at this point it has become blurred.

So his storyline has long ended; he should go start a new life.

Why must he still remain here, enduring an aging body and a stiffened soul?

Is this not simply suffering for no reason?

To suffer without guilt?

Is it base?

Moreover, the longer he lives, the more clearly he can see the signs of the Yang Family's collapse.

In this world, the hardest thing to control is the human heart.

Although the Yang Family's household rules are strict, this trend is still unstoppable.

To witness all this is for him an excruciating torment.

Of course all this, Yang Nuolan simply cannot comprehend.

Hatred is intense, love is profound.

Yang Nuolan's feelings toward Yang Qing are overly complex.

She watched him send her sister to prison, watched their family nearly fall apart, watched her parents' affection go from mutual respect to estrangement.

All this is her hatred.

Her possibly never marrying for life is also related to the shadow Yang Qing left her.

In her heart, men are all so heartless.

Her father, over the matter of glutinous rice, has been in a cold war with her mother for who knows how many years.

But after life's trials, she is no longer the former Yang Nuolan.

She has also managed a huge company, created extraordinarily glorious achievements, and also managed the household and educated the children.

She understands Yang Qing's difficulties.

She also understood that Yang Qing's cold emotional expression entails bearing great psychological pressure.

Especially when, at first, her own grandmother held her own grandfather, weeping.

He seems never to have really loved himself.

All her love and hatred have become insignificant.

All that remains is deep reluctance.

She does not want her grandfather, as tall as heaven, to depart.

She hopes he will witness her lifelong happiness.

But at this moment, all her tricks are wrong.

His script has long been perfected.

To force him to stay might bring him endless suffering.

Am I wrong?

Really wrong?

She asks herself.

She cannot believe she is so proud.

But it seems she might indeed be wrong.

If this world truly is, as her grandfather said, merely a game creation of an unknown existence?