Transmigrated to Another World and Doted on by Everyone!-Chapter 212: Closure

At this point, there was no need to even pretend to be dead, was it really about to die for real?

"So that car accident was caused by you?" Rong Xingyu’s gaze toward the plush ball turned cold once more.

"N-no, not us!" The plush ball’s voice shot up a little before immediately shrinking again. "The car accident originally existed in the plot."

"But it was supposed to have been just a minor scrape. Possibly because my master arbitrarily modified the plot, it triggered a series of chain reactions, which is why your parents, who originally shouldn’t have died, ended up passing away."

The plush ball had originally wanted to say that, in fact, if Rong Xingyu’s parents had not used their own bodies to shield him, Rong Xingyu himself, protected by the protagonist’s halo, would not have died at all.

His parents also would not have lost their lives because of it.

But at that moment, their first reaction had been to use their own bodies to firmly protect the young Rong Xingyu.

Seeing the ugly look on Rong Xingyu’s face, the plush ball swallowed those words back down and instead said timidly, "I’m sorry."

This "I’m sorry" sounded absurdly laughable to Rong Xingyu.

Because of its master’s momentary whim, thinking it was fun to recklessly alter the settings, he had occupied Rong Xingyu’s body and, in doing so, taken away his parents’ lives.

At this point, what use would there be in saying sorry ten thousand times?

Rong Xingyu had lost all memories from before the age of eight because of that car accident, and had been thrown into another world for more than ten years.

Meanwhile, its master had comfortably become "Rong Xingyu," not only abusing his identity and status to do as he pleased, but also gradually breaking the hearts of Rong Xingyu’s brothers.

By the time the matter of the "true young master" Rong Zhihao was exposed, that person had already had enough fun and simply patted his backside and left.

He had walked away cleanly, but Rong Xingyu, because of another car accident, had returned, only to open his eyes and be faced with the mess that person had left behind.

Car accident.

"The car accident you had in the other world was indeed because of us," the plush ball confessed on its own when it saw Rong Xingyu’s expression.

Back then, its master had already completely disappointed the eldest brother of the Rong family and was about to be driven out of the Rong family.

Moreover, he clearly understood what awaited him once Rong Zhihao was taken back into the Rong family.

But if Rong Xingyu was to return, the only way was for his body in the other world to die.

Rong Xingyu closed his eyes.

He was afraid that if he looked at this system even one more time, he would not be able to stop himself from crushing it to pieces on the spot.

Two car accidents had turned his original life completely upside down.

"Then what was the reason for this coma?"

Rong Xingyu asked expressionlessly after his emotions finally calmed down and he opened his eyes again.

Before the plush ball could explain this reason or that one, Rong Xingyu suddenly felt an overwhelming sense of exhaustion in his heart.

He did not want to care about these things anymore.

Rong Xingyu leaned his body into Ding Yixin’s arms, even rubbing his face lightly against Ding Yixin’s chest.

"Dr. Ding..."

Ding Yixin gently patted Rong Xingyu’s back, soothing him.

"I’m here, Yuyu." Ding Yixin’s voice carried clear heartache.

He knew that Rong Xingyu had taken in far too much information all at once and needed time to properly digest it.

Rong Xingyu’s muffled voice came from within Ding Yixin’s embrace.

"I don’t want to see it ever again."

Rong Xingyu’s words sounded abrupt and without context, but Ding Yixin understood him perfectly.

Ding Yixin’s hand, which was lightly patting Rong Xingyu’s back, paused for a moment before continuing its steady rhythm.

His other hand reached out and grasped at the empty air.

The plush ball widened its eyes in terror. It opened its mouth to scream, but no sound came out at all.

Its body uncontrollably flew toward Ding Yixin.

Ding Yixin closed his hand, and the plush ball simply vanished into thin air.

He lowered his head and looked at Rong Xingyu, who still had his face buried in his chest, a trace of an indescribable emotion flashing through his eyes.

"This system, and its master, will never appear before you again," Ding Yixin said in a low voice.

Rong Xingyu’s body stiffened for a moment, but in the end he still nodded. "Mm."

He did not ask how Ding Yixin had done it, but Rong Xingyu trusted that since Dr. Ding had said so, it meant that he truly would never encounter that so-called system again in the future.

And seeing how exhausted Rong Xingyu looked, Ding Yixin could not help but add another mark in his mental ledger against that damned system and its master.

Ding Yixin knew more than Rong Xingyu did.

He knew that the so-called master mentioned by the plush ball had another name, Tasker.

These taskers were responsible for maintaining the operation of countless small worlds and extracting energy from them.

Only after devouring the energy that these Tasker had accumulated by traversing who knew how many worlds had Ding Yixin finally managed to reach Rong Xingyu’s side.

He had said it before: no matter where Rong Xingyu ran to, he would definitely find him.

The truth that was confessed by the plush ball once again overturned Rong Xingyu’s understanding of everything.

He truly did need time to digest it all.

That said, Rong Xingyu did not find it particularly hard to accept.

He merely felt that, so it turned out he, too, might once have had the chance to live a very smooth and effortless life.

But now was already very good.