Transmigrated into the body of a prematurely deceased beloved child

Chapter 652 [Fallen Dust Side Story] Years of Companionship 1

The cycle of time, from the sea to the land, is but a fleeting moment for the God Emperor who descended to the mortal realm.

People often say that it is lonely at the top, but after tens of thousands of years, his heart remains as calm and undisturbed as a lake.

Undoubtedly, he was an excellent emperor and a powerful and resolute leader.

From the ignorant Divine Fruit to the revered God Emperor, he traveled alone in a hurry, and with his detached emotions, he never stopped for anything in the world.

Until the divine tree bore both good and bad fruit, his thousand-year bond with the divine child Zhao Zhao officially began.

Zhao means the brightness of the rising sun, which is radiant and brilliant.

Luo Chen named the prematurely born Shan Guo Zhao Zhao, a name with a beautiful meaning, wishing him a bright and promising future.

Not for any other personal reasons, but simply because he recognized Zhao Zhao's talent and wanted to groom him to be the next God Emperor.

After all, he has always been so "fair and just".

He took the aloof divine child back to his temple to raise him, prepared maids to serve him when he was young and fragile, provided him with clothes and food when he was picky and precious, and even found playmates for him who was aloof and spoiled.

But without exception, they were all rejected.

Zhao Zhao did not accept anything he prepared. The unusually aloof little god often hid in a corner of the side hall and stayed there for a whole day.

The affairs of the divine realm are busy, and Luo Chen has very little free time. Nevertheless, after hearing the maid Duan Yu's description of the little god's condition, he couldn't help but pay attention to him.

Knowing that Zhao Zhao missed her younger brother who shared the same mother tree, he often told Zhao Zhao, "God, you should not have feelings for anything other than living beings."

It was both a warning to the bewildered and sorrowful divine child and a warning to the God Emperor not to be soft-hearted or careless.

But after a thousand years of living together day and night, and nurturing a handsome young man over a thousand years, how could he not care or be concerned?

......

The realm of the gods was solemn and dignified, and the dusty temples were deserted and desolate. The only thing that could be seen was the lotus pond in front of the temples.

The lotus flowers in the lotus pond never fade, with golden and silver lotuses complementing each other.

On one occasion, he saw Zhao Zhao, who rarely left her home, alone by the lotus pond, looking at the lotus flowers.

For the first time, affection appeared in his bright golden eyes. His brows relaxed slightly, and his gaze couldn't help but linger on his joy.

Zhao Zhao was looking at the flowers, and Luo Chen was looking at him.

Unfortunately, the cub looking at the flowers turned around warily, and the moment it saw Luo Chen, its tender brows furrowed tightly, showing that it disliked him very much.

The step that was about to be taken hesitated, slowed down, and stopped.

In the end, Luo Chen did not take that step. However, the clothes prepared for him afterward were embroidered with lotus patterns, and the lotus flowers in the lotus pond became more and more colorful and splendid.

He wasn't good with words, but he took care of Zhaozhao's growth in his own way.

Perhaps it truly proves the saying "like father, like son," as Zhao Zhao's personality is almost exactly the same as her own when she was a teenager.

They were equally withdrawn, equally indifferent, and equally uninterested in anything.

Luo Chen's mind was as clear as a mirror; he knew that one of the things that Zhao Zhao didn't care about was... him.

He was helpless, but not surprised.

After all, he was so cold and inhuman, and he almost never gave Zhaozhao the comfort she needed.

One day, Luo Chen finally couldn't help but call out to Zhao Zhao as she turned around. The cub had grown into a young man, his ponytail tied high, showing his youthful spirit and stunning beauty.

His eyes softened, and he spoke casually: "Is there anything in this world that you care about?"

His inner anticipation surged like a tidal wave, but his expression remained calm, as if it were just a casual question.

He was worried that Zhaozhao would say no, and even more worried that Zhaozhao would say yes, but his name wouldn't be among them.

The young man in the lotus-patterned brocade robe turned around, his hair fluttering. He looked up at him in the afterglow of the morning sun, a hint of tenderness flashing in his cold golden eyes.

Luo Chen was taken aback, and slowly lowered the hand that had been resting on his forehead. He heard Luo Chen's indifferent voice in his ear: "Yes, but not much."

"It used to be Su, now it's you."

It's you.

At that moment, Luo Chen heard his own heartbeat, and it seemed that his years of hard work had finally paid off.

"Are you going to warn me again that I must not develop feelings for anything other than living beings?" The boy replied expressionlessly, "Don't worry, I will suppress my emotions and won't let you down."

The cold tone lingered in her ears, and the words spoken years ago seemed to wrap around her neck, suffocating Luo Chen.

His pounding heart began to settle into the distance, and Zhao Zhao's calm made him seem particularly ridiculous at this moment.

Luo Chen heard his own voice sound equally calm: "I know. How's your cultivation of immortal techniques going lately?"

Immortal arts, swordsmanship, cultivation level—it seems that this is the only topic between him and himself.

Aside from that, the most frequent words Luo Chen and Zhao Zhao exchanged were almost always rebuttals and teachings.

"Zhao, you must not be picky about food."

"Zhao, we must not be negligent."

"Zhao, don't throw a tantrum."

He meticulously taught his "prized disciple" like a strict teacher.

However, he is Zhao Zhao's older brother, not his teacher, and it seems that they should not be so distant and indifferent to each other.

At the same time, Luo Chen also felt that his education had failed.

Logically speaking, Shinji Akira, who grew up in such a harsh environment, should be strict with himself and respect his teachers and elders.

But Zhao Zhao still has the same temper as when she was a child, especially when she is with him. She often gives him a dirty look if she is unhappy with a single word, and then ignores him for more than half a month.

Hearing that Chu Yan was very good at teaching Su, the esteemed God Emperor humbled himself and often went to Peach Grove to ask for advice.

The all-knowing and all-powerful Luo Chen, however, was extremely cautious and meticulous in this regard.

Chu Yan would always laugh at him when he heard this: "If the child is disobedient, just give him a beating."

“No child is unafraid of a stick,” he said with a grin.

"Nonsense! How can you teach a junior like that!" Luo Chen retorted.

Zhao Zhao was by his side from childhood to adulthood and never suffered any injustice. He never let anyone else bully Zhao Zhao, nor did he allow himself to bully him.

"Look at you, you can't bear to hit or scold him, you've spoiled Zhao Shenzi to the heavens."

"I heard you intend to groom him to be the next God Emperor," Chu Yan shook his head: "However, how can Zhao Shenzi, with such a personality, shoulder the heavy responsibility of God Emperor?"

At times like these, Luo Chen would begin to reflect.

He tried to stop trying to appease Zhao Zhao's temper, but he often gave in before he could even last half a day.

In the end, he gave up. Zhao Zhao was already tired enough from practicing swordsmanship and cultivating immortal arts every day, and he really couldn't bear to put more pressure on him.

Anyway, he's the one who spoiled the god's son, so he'll have to clean up the mess he caused.

He thought with a touch of naivety.

The long lifespan of the gods seemed to take effect at this moment. Luo Chen was grateful that his life was infinite, so that he could use the infinite time to take care of the young god child as he grew into adulthood and take care of his affairs.

Unfortunately, life is unpredictable. His younger brother, the divine child, left his world completely 1,003 years after falling from the divine tree.

He was desperate, but he couldn't stop his fate.