The Interstellar Que Chapter 639: No More Tears

Chapter 639: Chapter 639: No More Tears

After finishing this sentence, Shen Changqing, with a stern little face, lowered his gaze, still tightly hugging his grandma’s arms.

Even the most naive and simple-minded Sheng Qingyan realized what ’death’ ant. His eyes turned red as he swiftly approached and said, "Aqing, my house has a treatnt cabin, bought by dad. Last ti I got a scratch on my finger, and it healed in less than a second! Grandma Shen must be sick, I’ll go ho and bring over the treatnt cabin, and she will definitely recover."

Sheng Qingyan turned to rush back ho.

But behind him—

Suddenly ca Shen Changqing’s tearful voice: "My grandma has left, the treatnt cabin can’t save her, I’ve tried."

The tears had already burst forth.

Sheng Qingyan panicked—

In his eyes, in his heart, the pitiable Shen Changqing from next door, who’s usually quiet, gloomy, introverted, and has a really good temper, so easily bullied, would still get into fights with him from ti to ti. The key point was that he could never win against Sheng Qingyan, so to protect his pride, Sheng Qingyan had to pretend to lose...

He wouldn’t do such a thing if he didn’t pity him.

But whether they argued or fought, win or lose... Shen Changqing never cried, whereas Sheng Qingyan, whenever he didn’t get his way, would inevitably pretend to cry and run back to his family for support.

Afterward—

Afterward, Sheng Qingyan stopped running back to seek support with fake tears, because he realized it was not that Shen Changqing didn’t seek his family’s support, but there was nobody at ho in his family, no one to stand up for him.

Really...

Really pitiable.

After Sheng Qingyan found that out, every ti there was a conflict with Shen Changqing, he beca extrely generous.

In his mory, the pitiable Shen Changqing had never cried.

Now, he cried...

Cried so heartbrokenly.

While crying, he said, "I don’t have a grandma anymore."

Sheng Qingyan’s heart clenched, feeling troubled...

Then—

Finally having thought it through, Sheng Qingyan looked at Shen Changqing and generously offered, "Shen Changqing, I’ll lend you my grandma." After saying this, he still felt uncertain and stretched out his hand, gesturing a little, whispering, "Just temporarily."

But who knew—

The weeping Shen Changqing suddenly turned his head away and shouted, "I don’t want it! I have a grandma, my grandma is right here."

Sheng Qingyan was a bit angry, thinking: I struggled so much to decide to lend you my grandma temporarily and you reject it? Then forget it!

Sheng Qingyan angrily said, "Then I won’t lend her to you."

After saying that, he turned and walked away.

Having moved only a few steps, and hearing nothing from behind him, Sheng Qingyan couldn’t help but turn back, only to see the pitiful Shen Changqing convulsing his shoulders, with silent tears rolling down his face...

Ahem!

Sheng Qingyan stopped in his tracks, looked at Shen Changqing, and said, "Then, I’ll lend my grandma to you for a bit longer, is that okay?"

Shen Changqing didn’t make a sound.

Sheng Qingyan said, "Don’t you want a brother or sister? I’ll lend you my brother and sister too, how’s that?"

Shen Changqing pursed his lips.

Gritting his teeth, Sheng Qingyan decided to be decisive and said, "I’ll lend you my dad, mom, grandpa, and grandma too."

Shen Changqing, with his mouth closed tight, suddenly glared at Sheng Qingyan and stubbornly said, "I don’t want them!"—because, he had parents, it’s just that they left him.

...

That day, in Sheng Qingyan’s eyes and heart, Shen Changqing, who was always so easygoing and easily bullied, for the first ti so stubbornly refused his kindness...

A few days later, when Sheng Qingyan saw the pitiable Shen Changqing again, he was still holding those broken cha parts, but his face was clean and free of tears. Sheng Qingyan couldn’t help but ask, "You’re not crying anymore?"

Shen Changqing, with his little face stern, looking even more reticent than usual, just when Sheng Qingyan thought he might not get a response, suddenly, Shen Changqing said, "I don’t want to cry anymore."

Sheng Qingyan purposely made a face, taunting, "That’s right, you shouldn’t cry. Only little kids whine and cry. Look at , I never cry."

Shen Changqing raised his eyes and glanced at Sheng Qingyan:

Not cry?

Who’s the one that runs back to their family and cries every ti there’s a quarrel?

Not cry?

Every ti...

Forget it.

Shen Changqing decided to keep his mouth shut.

At the sa ti, little Sheng Qingyan also decided to always give in to Shen Changqing, this poor little guy, from now on. After all, his grandmother had left him, and now he had only his grandfather. She, on the other hand, not only had a grandmother but also a grandfather, dad, mom, a brother, and a sister.

Right!

She should be more generous.

Three months later.

While playing at the Shen Family with Shen Changqing, they got into an argunt about who was more formidable, the chanical Warrior or the chanical Manufacturing Master.

The young Sheng Qingyan’s greatest dream was to beco a great chanical Warrior, to annihilate the Star Beasts and protect the Alliance! Naturally, he was in favor of the chanical Warriors being the most formidable.

But!!!

Shen Changqing dreamt of becoming a chanical Manufacturing Master. He believed that without Artifact Makers, chanical Warriors wouldn’t have chas to fight with; obviously, the chanical Manufacturing Masters were more formidable...

Each stuck to their argunt, the debate heated and on the verge of escalating into a fight—

Suddenly, Sheng Qingyan’s grandfather ca in, picked up Sheng Qingyan, and said softly, "Ayan, let’s go see your grandmother, your dad and mom, and your brother and sister."

Sheng Qingyan exclaid with joy, "They’re back?"

Grandma, dad, mom, brother, and sister had been away for so long and hadn’t returned, Sheng Qingyan had counted all of his fingers and even his toes, nearly forgetting how many days it had been. Now, hearing they were finally back, what presents would they bring for her?

Sheng Qingyan, excited and with an expectant heart, turned her head and said to Shen Changqing, who was fiddling with cha parts on the side, "Do you want to co to my house? I can share half of my presents with you."

Shen Changqing shook his head: "No need, my grandpa will bring

presents when he cos back."

Sheng Qingyan didn’t bother with the pitiful Shen Changqing anymore; she urged her grandfather, "Grandpa, let’s hurry back."

Then—

The impatient Sheng Qingyan reached ho and saw her grandma, dad, mom, brother, and sister...

But—

They no longer spoke to her, no longer paid attention to her, and would no longer hug her or kiss her...

Seeing this scene, Sheng Qingyan pressed her lips together, not making a single sound.

Grandpa Sheng said, "Ayan, they’ve just left us, gone to a very far place."

Sheng Qingyan glared at her grandfather angrily: "You’re lying! They’re dead! They’re dead! Just like Shen Changqing’s grandma."

Grandpa Sheng remained silent.

That night, grandfather and granddaughter sat beside their family, sitting dry-eyed through a day and a night while Sheng Qingyan also cried through a day and a night.

Her tears dried up.

Her throat went hoarse.

...

The next day, Shen Changqing, holding his ragged cha parts, entered the Sheng Family house. He looked at Sheng Qingyan, wanted to say sothing, but didn’t know what to say, so he just sat there next to her, holding the cha parts, looking dazed.

That sitting lasted another day and night.

Then—

Sheng Qingyan suddenly raised her hand, wiped away her tears, and said, "Aqing, I’m not going to cry anymore either."