Alana was satisfied, leaning back on the sofa with her legs crossed, holding a remote control and a phone, occasionally checking her phone to exchange New Year greetings with her girlfriends.

"Hurry, hurry, hurry! It's almost twelve o'clock!"

Everyone was on night duty, but the old man, as always, went to bed without fail. He believed that the young people could handle the night duty, and he, being old, didn't need to get involved anymore.

Alana held on for a while, but by eleven o'clock she couldn't resist any longer. Now with nothing weighing on her mind, she quickly went back to her room and fell asleep.

"10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3 - 2 - 1!"

Everyone cheered as fireworks exploded in the sky.

Although fireworks were not allowed in the city, there would be a unified community display.

Everyone cheered and then started giving out red envelopes.

"Come, come, come, this is Susie's!"

"This was Wade's, Lucy's, Zion's, Hamza's..."

Huck didn't have any red envelopes originally, as he had already passed away and couldn't prepare any.

Martin quietly handed him one, and Huck choked, "Big brother..."

Martin lightly tapped his head and said, "Go ahead."

This one was given to that one, Susie received the red envelope and her eyes were dazzled. She kept talking non-stop in her mouth:

"Thank you, Uncle Martin! Thank you, Uncle David! Thank you, Uncle Paul! Thank you, Uncle Jonathan..."

"Thank you, Uncle Michael. Thank you, Judah. Thank you, Huck. Thank you, Uncle Ryan..."

"Uncle Ryan made a fortune... Uncle Martin struck gold every day... Uncle Jonathan's wishes came true... Wishing Huck good luck and may the lucky star shine upon him..."

"Thank you, Dad. Thank you, Mom. Thank you, coward ghost. Thank you, flirtatious sister."

"Thank you, Micky! Wuhu, Micky brings good luck, gets promoted, becomes wealthy, and marries a wife!"

Mitch chuckled helplessly.

The wind and snow were too strong, so we couldn't go up to the roof to sneak a peek at the stars. Everyone gathered in the living room and chatted until late at night. Finally, Susie couldn't stay awake anymore and fell asleep. Reluctantly, everyone went back to their rooms.

Susie was carried back to the room by Kellen.

The lucky money should be placed under the pillow. Susie had dozens of red envelopes, each one thicker than the small bags carried by girls. They couldn't all fit under the pillow.

Kellen symbolically placed two of them underneath, while the rest were piled to the side.

Susie held her little bunny, breathing evenly, and fell asleep.

Clara whispered, "She hasn't cuddled with the little bunny for a long time, today..."

Today I learned that Huck sacrificed herself. She was so young, yet she had to force a smile...

Clara became sadder as she thought more, tears dripped down, and she quickly covered her mouth, crying in suppression.

Kellen pulled her into his arms and quietly said, "Cry if you want to... No one will hear you here."

Clara shook her head and said, "No, it will wake up Susie. It's better if she stays asleep. Don't let her be disturbed."

Kellen knew what she wanted, but she couldn't drag the person back into the room and say, "You can cry here."

He raised his hand, and a radiant array enveloped him and Clara.

"This is the soundproof array... When you have reached a certain level of cultivation in the future, I will teach you," Kellen said gently.

Clara couldn't hold back anymore and tightly hugged Kellen, bursting into tears.

Her tears were almost dried up, crying uncontrollably. She couldn't accept the fact that her Huck, so young, had already died for the country.

"A few days later, when the body was returned, Clara cried and held onto Kellen's clothes tightly, saying, 'What is Mom going to do... She has to go through the pain of losing a child again, what is she going to do...'"

When she died in the past, the old lady almost couldn't bear it.

What should we do this time?

Kellen repeatedly reassured, "It's okay, don't worry, it will pass."

"The old lady is not as fragile as you think, she has become an invincible old lady now..."

"I was here, Susie was here too, nothing would happen."

"At worst, King of Security is also here, with two Yamas at home. What else do you have to worry about?"

Clara heard two Yama's and wanted to laugh, but then she cried.

Normally, there were two Yamas in every household.

She was Huck, and she had never let down her family, let alone her country.

He, Huck, was the one who endured the most hardships, yet he was also the one who was the greatest.

He deserved two Yama to come and pick him up personally, he deserved...

Clara buried her head in Kellen's arms and cried loudly, unable to stop for a long time...

In Soul Calabash, the coward ghost stood under a towering tree, watching as petals fell gently, remaining silent.

Amidst the raging snowstorms in the mortal world, Soul Calabash remained in perpetual spring, tranquil and peaceful. However, deep down, every ghost's heart was not at ease.

The unlucky ghost was very conscious and kept a distance. Except for going out to have dinner and a sip of wine on New Year's Eve, he was afraid that his bad luck would expose everyone, so he immediately returned to Soul Calabash when Huck came back.

"Ah..." sighed the unlucky ghost, "How did it end up like this?"

"Why do good people not receive good rewards, and heroes always end up in misery?" the unlucky ghost asked gloomily.

The fickle ghost said, "You should say a few words less."

The coward ghost remained silent for a long time, and even after the other ghosts had dispersed, he still stood under the tree.

Amidst the falling petals, a soft sigh whispered, "Perhaps life is just a journey of cultivation, and those who have achieved enlightenment depart first..."