Hui Tian Ch119

Chapter 119

Behind them lay the long night of the bustling and vast human world

In late August, after the initial global chaos caused by the reversed timeline, the exhausted Shen Zhuo finally welcomed three pieces of good news:

First, Bai Sheng’s birthday arrived. This meant, according to Shen Zhuo’s strict orders, the horrible pink heart paint job on the Gulfstream G600 could finally retire from history and no longer challenge Shen Zhuo’s patience and the aesthetic sense of international intelligence monitors at ten thousand meters above the ground.

Second, Chu Yan finally decided to return to school. At the age of just over eleven, she returned to the Central Research Institute, becoming the youngest freshman ever, despite the five-year time-space bug in between.

Chu Yan had previously dropped out because of her deep empathy with experimental animals, which led to her falling into depression. After the reversal of the timeline, Shen Zhuo had asked her if she wanted to evolve again. The little girl soberly refused and, at Shen Zhuo’s suggestion, switched from biology to theoretical physics, hoping to participate in humanity’s research into the higher-dimensional universe in the future.

Bai Sheng was quite regretful about this. Though he often spoke carelessly, he truly wanted to pass his family business on to his little girl. Unexpectedly, she chose the path of exploring the universe for humanity. Determined to explore the universe, the old father had no choice but to explore the job prospects and salary of this field. After his research, Bai Sheng’s face twisted in disbelief, and he added Chu Yan to his family trust, incredulously telling Shen Zhuo, “——Is there really a profession with such low income in this world! I suspect that with her future salary, she might have to wait for Double Eleven sales to buy enough paper money to burn for our graves!”

Shen Zhuo: “……”

The third piece of good news was completely unexpected; even Shen Zhuo choked on his tea upon hearing it:

The determined and hard-working Yang Xiaodao excelled in his elementary to middle school entrance exam, achieving his first full marks in math and becoming an honored elementary school graduate publicly praised by the entire school.

With spring breezes blowing and drums beating, the whole family bathed and fasted. Chu Yan solemnly held up the report card, Bai Sheng reverently framed it on the wall, and Shen Zhuo personally lit three incense sticks in offering. Everyone wore expressions as if they wanted to cherish this moment forever.

Yang Xiaodao: “…Enough already! Are you trying to humiliate me? Stop filming! What’s with the full video recording?!”

On the first night after reversing back five years, Shen Zhuo sent Chen Miao to Pingliang County to bring Yang Xiaodao back. This time, thanks to timely action, the tragedy of Yang Xiaodao losing control of his powers and accidentally killing someone did not repeat. His abusive distant relatives were arrested and sentenced for abuse with solid evidence.

Unlike Chu Yan, Shen Zhuo immediately had Yang Xiaodao evolve again. First, because the child had internal organ damage and spinal deformation from years of abuse, without evolving, he would have lifelong disabilities. Second, the law of causality required a boost of luck. Yang Xiaodao had no objections to this arrangement. The little wolf always followed closely behind the alpha, iron-willed, silent, and loyal, an indispensable member of the family.

Shen Zhuo kept Yang Xiaodao’s second evolution a strict secret. Fortunately, he was still young, and the subtle anomalies were hard for international intelligence agencies to detect. Otherwise, it would severely agitate the highly sensitive nerves of global governments.

Bai Sheng, however, was quite pleased with his son’s second evolution. He said to Yang Xiaodao, “Great, son! Practice those powers well, and we can open a restaurant. We’ll save on water, electricity, gas, air conditioning, and ventilation costs. Prosperity is within reach! Getting rich overnight is just around the corner!”

Yang Xiaodao, full of ambition: “Great!”

“If your sister’s workplace can’t pay her salary in the future, she can have three free meals a day at your restaurant!”

“Great!!”

Chu Yan: “…………Show some respect for theoretical physics!”

·

The South American arms prince Antonio, handsome and dashing with a broad chest and a perky butt, was most passionate about yachts, parties, wine, and beauties. He also loved touring various South American countries to collect protection fees; he was someone who got itchy all over if he had nothing to do.

Such a person absolutely refused to lie on a yacht sunbathing with nothing to do, so he used Bai Sheng’s birthday as an excuse to organize a beach party. The venue was cleverly chosen: his family’s stronghold, Purori Island.

The fateful Purori Island!

It once hosted the Nobel Evolution Peace Prize ceremony, where a group of chief supervisors arrived glamorously for the banquet. Everyone racked their brains to choose a remote, shabby hotel to avoid colleagues, only to run into each other solidly in the same hotel corridor.

This event led to a series of subsequent unmanageable developments: Nielsen attempted to kidnap Shen Zhuo but was killed by him, and then taken away by Rong Qi during a prison break. Bai Sheng and Shen Zhuo went down to the St. Carter Fort meteorite base, only to find that most of the meteorites had been swapped, almost scaring Antonio to death on the spot. That was the closest the South American prince had ever come to hanging himself.

Fortunately, in the reversed timeline, Purori Island was just a sunny tourist destination, and late August was the peak season.

“Woo-hoo—”

Two white waves like sharp arrows sliced through the blue sea, with Bai Sheng and Antonio playing motorboats, riding the waves with abandon, nearly knocking Yue Yang, who was determined to catch a bluefin tuna, off his fishing boat.

Passionate music flowed from the tavern, and succulent roasts sizzled on the iron grill. Yang Xiaodao and Chu Yan played beach soccer, while Shen Zhuo stood under a sunshade, wearing a white linen shirt and shorts, holding a bottle of beer leisurely. Suddenly, the roar of a beach motorcycle’s engine approached from behind, and Amatullah and Margot arrived in sizzling bikinis.

“Yo-ho—!” Both were spirited, with Amatullah dismounting and flipping her hair joyfully: “Sorry for the wait, darlings. What’s up? Get me two dozen beers!”

Shen Zhuo smiled silently, while a group of models with perfect butts eagerly surrounded them to offer their service—that was Amatullah’s true treasure. Antonio had specially ordered them for the ladies, carefully selected and screened, with criteria stricter than choosing palace maids; those without rock-hard abs were not even considered.

“Shen Zhuo!”

A flashing arc flew over. Shen Zhuo raised his hand and caught it, seeing it was a Ferrari key. Surrounded by a group of handsome men, Amatullah laughed loudly, “It’s for you. Go get the license plate yourself!”

Shen Zhuo couldn’t help but laugh and waved at her to show his thanks.

Amatullah was very foresighted. Before the timeline reversal, she worried she wouldn’t be at the eye of the storm when it happened, so she forced Bai Sheng to memorize an entire book of historical lottery numbers and U.S. stock market trends.

Fortunately, Bai Sheng had truly memorized them with his life. After waking up from being hit on the head by a meteorite, he still vaguely remembered most of the numbers. Soon after, the lottery draw resulted in Amatullah winning a billion dollars—USD.

Everyone cheered and agreed that this final battle had been worth it. Amatullah generously fulfilled her promise, ordering a Lamborghini for each of her sisters and an 812 GTS for Shen Zhuo, Bai Sheng, Yue Yang, and Antonio. She enthusiastically told Bai Sheng that if she won again, she’d get Shen Zhuo another Rolls-Royce, pink, with Hello Kitty in a lace dress painted on the body.

“Woo-hoo—”

Bai Sheng and Antonio came back cheerfully on their speedboats, each holding a big grouper they had snatched. The angler Yue Yang was furious, chasing them in his boat: “Come back! Let me take a photo first! Come back!!”

·

As evening approached, a bonfire was lit on the beach, and a barbecue party began. Apart from the two onion heads Yang Xiaodao and Chu Yan, who could only drink juice, all the adults drank spirits. Even Shen Zhuo had a bit of a blush, the firelight reflecting a faint smile on his slightly reddened cheeks.

“You see, what’s wrong with working with your brother? There’s so much future in it.” Antonio, drunk, had his arm around Yue Yang’s shoulder, slurring his words as he earnestly advised, “I’ve already planned it. Tomorrow we’ll go to Colombia to wipe out those unruly families. The day after, we’ll take out the president of Venezuela. All the fat meat will be ours. I guarantee you half…”

Yue Yang: “Stop it. We haven’t even settled the account for you turning against me over the budget in that meeting. The only good thing Nielsen ever did was rush in to stop you before you strangled me…Take your hand off! You have no credibility left!”

Antonio swayed, “Hey! Brother! Times have changed…”

Shen Zhuo thought of something and turned to ask Amatullah, “What’s Nielsen doing now?”

Amatullah, a typical female Alpha, had been a hardline government official even before her evolution. She shrugged while grilling a lamb leg, “Fighting with your brother at the UN, I suppose. He’s always had backing from financial elites. But honestly, without evolution, he’s no match for a boiled egg. It’s only a matter of time before he gets kicked out.”

Although Shen Zhuo could single-handedly withstand the pressure from various countries at the hearing, that was only temporary. For long-term political maneuvering and balance, Cameron was indispensable; almost no one could beat him in that area.

“I heard they’re planning to establish a supervision office in regions that retain evolutionary memories?” Amatullah asked.

Shen Zhuo nodded and hummed, “The five-year evolution caused many lingering issues: class division, racial conflicts, social psychological imbalance. These need to be addressed. The initial plan is to maintain the special supervision office zone for five years, continuing until the point before the reversal, then completely restoring normal social order.”

Amatullah rubbed her chin in deep thought for a long time, finally unable to resist asking, “Will sudden evolution never occur on Earth again?”

Shen Zhuo smiled.

In the distance, the sun was setting, music drifting far away. A group of locals sang and danced, beer spraying into arcs among the crowd.

“Human evolution never stops, but it’s a long, generational process,” Shen Zhuo raised an eyebrow and said, “Sudden evolution doesn’t fit Earth’s native values. If it dares to come again, we’ll reverse the timeline and let you win the lottery twice more.”

Amatullah laughed heartily.

“…I know, brother, there’s plenty of fish in the sea. Why hang on to one tree?” Antonio, arm around Yue Yang’s shoulder, stumbled through the crowd. Both had drunk a bit too much, already moving on to pouring their hearts out to each other. “No worries, we’re young. I understand you. Look forward. If it doesn’t work out, I’ll help you find another good one. Aren’t there plenty of people better looking than Chief Supervisor Shen?—Hey, look over there! Over there!”

Both looked simultaneously.

Not far away, in the corner of the cold buffet table, a tall figure stood under a tree, leisurely prying open an oyster with a knife, exuding an indescribable aura, with a glimpse of a shockingly pale chin.

Antonio pushed Yue Yang frantically: “Go, go, go ask for the number! Go! My brother is handsome and extraordinary; who wouldn’t he match?!”

“What are you eating, baby?” Not far away, Bai Sheng, flaunting his muscular upper body, walked up to the figure under the tree, unabashedly sucked the oyster from his hand, and then kissed him.

The figure revealed a handsome face that indeed made one’s heart skip a beat—it was Shen Zhuo.

Yue Yang: “………………”

Antonio: “………………”

“This doesn’t count! I’ll find you another one!” Antonio, flustered, pulled Yue Yang away.

“How many oysters did you eat? Stop eating,” The evening breeze blew across the beach. Shen Zhuo, half amused, half annoyed, pushed Bai Sheng away, elbowing his chest to stop him from coming closer. “If you eat any more, you’ll sleep next door tonight. Let go…Let go!”

Bai Sheng, clearly tipsy, lifted Shen Zhuo with both hands, pressing him against the palm tree, and kissed him deeply, his handsome face glowing in the firelight.

“Let’s sneak back to the room,” Bai Sheng buried his face in Shen Zhuo’s neck, repeatedly sniffing the scent from his collar. He pinched his chin, not letting him turn away, and forcibly took his lover’s earlobe into his mouth, mumbling indistinctly, “These people are so noisy. I’ll take you to rest. Don’t worry, they won’t dare knock on the door. We should still catch the sunrise…”

Shen Zhuo: “You’ve only had a few sips, don’t pretend to be drunk!”

Bai Sheng was unreasonable, and Shen Zhuo was merciless. The two of them wrestled in a secluded spot for a long time. With a ripping sound, Shen Zhuo’s linen shirt tore a long strip, and Bai Sheng’s guilty hand froze at a certain unspeakable spot.

Chief Supervisor Shen, ears burning, mercilessly gave Bai Sheng an elbow, causing the world’s strongest evolutionists to clutch his stomach and yowl, then blushingly went upstairs to change clothes.

Not far away, by the barbecue grill, Chu Yan struggled to tear at the lamb leg Amatullah had roasted, sweating profusely. Yang Xiaodao, unable to watch any longer, brought a small stool to the grill and took over. Soon, a mouthwatering aroma wafted out. Amatullah, looking guilty, waited nearby, swallowing hard.

“…How about that girl? Aren’t those playing beach volleyball over there pretty too? Oh, that young model is full of youthful charm, really captivating…” Antonio, arm around Yue Yang, stumbled back, “What? You don’t like blondes with blue eyes? Why are you so picky? Look at how easy-going and down-to-earth Margot is.”

Yue Yang: “…”

Margot lay on a beach chair drinking coconut juice. One male model was giving her a shoulder massage, another was massaging her feet, and yet another was vividly reading “The Little Prince” to her from a book.

“Brother, you can’t go on like this.” Antonio wore the weary expression of someone who had been through it all. “Listen to me, forget about that Shen guy. I used to have veto power over Shenhai… Ah, never mind, the past is the past. Anyway, as long as you look at this joyful, free life, this colorful world, you’ll naturally—Hey, look at that! Over there, over there!”

The two of them looked simultaneously again.

Not far away on the beach, a figure stood backlit, with a pale neck exposed under black hair, wearing an oversized, ill-fitting T-shirt, and loose shorts revealing long, sleek legs.

Yue Yang was still somewhat dejected. Antonio desperately pushed him, gesturing wildly and thumping his chest in encouragement, “No worries! Go talk to them! What’s wrong with striking up a conversation? With your looks, who wouldn’t be charmed? Don’t worry, the whole island is ours. I’ll have everyone cooperate with you tonight! Go!”

Far away, a splash came from the sea. Bai Sheng emerged from the water, dripping wet, shook his head vigorously, and walked ashore, kissing the backlit figure.

“Darling, I’m sober!” Bai Sheng announced brightly. “Come on, let’s go for a walk!”

Yue Yang: “………………”

Antonio: “………………”

When the figure turned around, it was Shen Zhuo again.

Antonio, enraged and embarrassed, jumped up and down, “Damn it, this doesn’t count either! Do-over! I demand a do-over!!”

Yue Yang, expressionless, gave Antonio a good beating, then threw him into the sea, clapped his hands, and walked away.

·

In the distant horizon, the twilight was as red as blood, painting the sky in large swathes of gold, pale blue, and deep blue, layer by layer deepening to inky black, stretching out into the vast sky.

The sound of seabirds, the ebb and flow of the tide, Bai Sheng held Shen Zhuo’s hand, leaving a long, winding trail of footprints behind them on the beach.

“What are you thinking about?” Shen Zhuo casually asked.

Bai Sheng smiled and unexpectedly answered, “I’m thinking about my parents.”

That summer evening, after dinner, the three of them went out for a walk. Six-year-old Bai Sheng was at the back, holding the dog and eating a popsicle, while his parents walked ahead, hand in hand. The afterglow of the sunset dyed the sky red, dusk was falling in the distance, and the evening star was faintly visible in the sky. He didn’t remember what his mother had said, but she laughed heartily, and his father looked at her with a smile, suddenly blurting out:

“Wife, your eyes really look like stars in the sky.”

He didn’t remember what his mother replied, only that she laughed and lightly punched his father a few times. His father pretended to run away, his mother commanded the dog to chase him, and the tree-lined path was filled with their laughter. The couple, in their forties, seemed like carefree young lovers, their wedding rings reflecting the warm glow of the sunset.

“…Shen Zhuo.”

“Mm?”

The still-warm seawater washed over their feet. Bai Sheng looked at Shen Zhuo with a smile, his eyes filled with affection, and after a moment, he softly said, “Your eyes really look like stars.”

Shen Zhuo seemed to want to hide his reaction, but his lips couldn’t help but curve slightly. Then he turned his gaze to Bai Sheng, his eyes calm and deep, like the sea reflecting the starry sky.

“Mm, thank you for giving me that line.” He replied gently, “I really like it.”

Bai Sheng’s nose tingled slightly, but his mouth couldn’t help but break into an increasingly bright smile. He reached out and hugged Shen Zhuo tightly, both of them able to hear the other’s heartbeat where their chests were pressed together.

The tide gradually receded, becoming a faint, distant background.

It felt like a dream. Bai Sheng saw his younger, lonely, tear-streaked self from deep within the recesses of time also smiling. The years of accumulated burdens melted away like ice, and all his desires were fulfilled.

The emptiness that was hardest to let go of in his life was finally filled. Years later, he had rebuilt and defended his home on the ruins left after the great fire.

“Do you remember the last time we came to this island, in the hotel room, what I said to you?” Bai Sheng buried his face in Shen Zhuo’s neck and laughed. “I said it might be hard for you to see me as a lover, but you have always been my lover, always will be.”

That was the first time they had a falling out. Bai Sheng had really gone all out, forcing the terrifying word “love,” like a time bomb, in front of Shen Zhuo. They were both in a sorry state.

“Actually, for a long time, I didn’t dare imagine that one day we would really be together… I thought my life would be like this forever.” Bai Sheng murmured, “I really thought I would be like this for the rest of my life.”

The sea waves, like piles of snow, surged from all directions, and the salty sea breeze roared past.

Shen Zhuo couldn’t help but laugh. After a long time, the smile gradually faded. He exhaled lightly, almost inaudibly, and finally sighed and admitted:

“…Me too.”

Night had just fallen, like a huge velvet curtain draping over the vast sea. Birds chirped, flapping their wings as they flew past them.

Shen Zhuo pushed Bai Sheng away, then pulled a thin chain from his collar. The simple ring, worn by time, swayed slightly, matching perfectly with the wedding ring on Bai Sheng’s left ring finger.

“You have always been my lover, from beginning to end.” He smiled faintly and said softly, “Always.”

In the distance, the lighthouse lit up, outlining their inseparable silhouettes in that moment of kissing. The tender atmosphere drifted towards the endless sea with the wind.

“Hey—!”

In the distance, music echoed along the beach. Amatullah, happily shaking a bottle of wine, had already gotten Yue Yang and Antonio drunk and unconscious under the table. She cupped his hands around his mouth and shouted, “Are you two coming back—! The roast lamb is ready—!”

Yang Xiaodao, sweating profusely, sprinkled pepper on the roast lamb, not looking back as he complained, “Don’t come back, why come back? Adults don’t need to gnaw on lamb chops; just gnaw on each other all they want…”

Bai Sheng burst out laughing, while Shen Zhuo laughed and held his forehead.

The two naturally intertwined their fingers, walking hand in hand towards the crowd under the vast starlight, as the night wind carried laughter and joy swirling towards the sea.

Behind them lay the bustling and vast human world, with gentle waves lapping the beach. The Milky Way, like a splendid long poem, slowly rotated across the sky from millions of light years away, spanning the horizon.

[End of the main text]

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Author’s Note:

— The main story is complete

Extras will be dropped irregularly, wait for me to come back from my business trip first

《Hui Tian》 has been serialized for six months. I am very grateful to the readers who have supported and accompanied me all the way. To express my gratitude, I will send a small red envelope to each of the first ten thousand readers who comment on this chapter. Bow~

In recent years, my output has decreased because, reaching middle age, there are countless things in real life, work, family, etc. Once you reach this age, you naturally become as busy as a spinning top. Plus, my writing style is relatively old-fashioned, not quite fitting with current reading habits. It has proven difficult to change, and I am very grateful for everyone’s tolerance.

Every character in this story seems to appear before my eyes. I created them, they completed themselves, and we spent these six months together with everyone. Here, I also want to thank Shen Zhuo, Bai Sheng, the witch, Shui Ronghua, Chu Yan, Yang Xiaodao, Cameron, and every character. Even though your stories have temporarily concluded, your lives will continue vibrantly in another dimension, forming a wonderful world of their own.

I will start updating the extras after returning from my business trip next month. The extras should mainly feature the daily family life of the youthful university student and the beautiful professor, also known as Cameron waking up in the middle of the night wishing he could slap the student. Various characters will make guest appearances. The updates will be quite random, but I will do my best~

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