Chapter 168 Father

The snow has been going down, boundless, but only in the lake, but as always, I can't see any difference...

On the shore of the lake, Xue Hao's figure can no longer be seen at all. Because of the snow, it has flooded his head. Between heaven and earth, there is a vast expanse of white. Only here, there is a difference.

This is a catastrophe of Xue Hao. If he successfully survived, the benefits will be huge. Until now, he understands that there is ruthlessness in this snow. Although no one responds, the will in his heart has been firm, that is, the legacy of his ancestors... Attack the sky!

However, when he finally felt that he had come to understand, Xue was still under, as if to tell him that it was wrong, because if he was right, if he really understood, then he should return to the real world and successfully complete the breakthrough.

But all this didn't happen.

He fell into a deeper confusion. He didn't know where the road was, and he was strongly shaken by the will that had just risen in his heart.

He... didn't understand.

He knew that only with real understanding could he survive, but now, he obviously hasn't done it.

I don't know how long it has passed. On the shore of the lake, the man buried in layers of snow stood quietly. He seemed to feel that his heart had stopped beating and died was coming.

He made a long-cherished wish to continue his practice, but he still failed to do it. Like his ancestors, he sank...

......

"Hey..."

Suddenly, there was a sigh, which was full of emotions, as if from a distance, as if it were close at hand, and as if there was this sigh between the whole world.

Although the submerged man on the shore of the lake had lost consciousness, it was this sigh that made his heart beat slightly.

Although he is not an entity, this feeling is extremely true.

On the calm lake, I don't know when a simple boat appeared. The boat floated from far to near and slowly sailed to the shore of the lake.

In the bow, there was a stove. On the stove, a pot of wine was warmed. With the sound of 'chil', the flame trembled, and layers of white smoke rose from the mouth of the wine pot, and the fragrance of wine overflowed.

Next to the stove, there was a little girl dressed in simple clothes with red lips and white teeth. She stretched out her white and tender hands and squatted there to warm the fire.

Aside him, a middle-aged man also dressed in coarse linen was ferrying and kept sailing the boat to the shore.

The middle-aged man is handsome. Although he looks over half a hundred years old, he doesn't look like a father-in-law at all. When he looked at the little girl, his eyes were full of doting.

It's just the depths of doting, but there is a strong complexity.

This sigh was made by a middle-aged man. All the snowflakes turned back when they approached this transmission, which was extremely strange.

The middle-aged man took a look at the little girl and said, "Linger, it's snowing heavily. Get into the boat and don't freeze."

The little girl turned her head, smiled innocently and said, "Dad, the snowflakes are so beautiful, I'm not cold. What are you afraid of the cold? It's so cute."

After saying that, the little girl stretched out her white hand, touched a touch of snowflakes along the bow, and began to play happily.

"The heavy snow is ruthless, and how can your little girl's family understand it? Come back quickly." The middle-aged man threw the oars in his hand, frowned, and scolded the little girl.

"Wow..." The little girl saw her father's expression. Suddenly, the pear blossoms and rained and suffered aggrievedly. But when she saw the serious face of the middle-aged man, she still trembled and had to run slowly into the cabin.

When the little girl entered the boat, she muttered and cried and said, "Huh... Well... Dad doesn't love Linger. Obviously, the heavy snow is so cute, but Dad has been not allowed Linger to touch it, wow..."

After the little girl cried into the cabin, the middle-aged man stood still, silent for a while, sighed slightly, and said to himself, "Am I wrong? Snow... Is it affectionate? Or is it ruthless?"

Then, he looked at the endless snow in the sky. The temperament in his eyes suddenly changed, became fierce, vicissitudes, became great, raised his hand, and all the snowflakes suddenly disappeared.

The whole world has become the same. On the shore of the lake, the figure that has turned into ice sculpture, and the ice on his body gradually melts.

Xue Hao's figure appeared on the lakeside. In just a moment, he recovered all his mind, but the chill had never retreated. His hands and feet had become flexible, and everything returned to the way he had just entered here.

Only at this moment, he stared at the ship in the center of the lake, saw the middle-aged man on the ferry, the warm pot of wine, and the faint sound of a girl's sobbing in the cabin.

"Young man, do you need to cross the lake?" After a while, the simple ship was moored on the shore of the lake, and the middle-aged man looked at him with a smile.

"Duke, can you really cross the other side?" Xue Hao looked at the middle-aged man with deep meaning and asked.

"Naturally, I have lived here for a long time, and I can't get through it. If young people don't believe it, just come up and have a try." The middle-aged man still opened his mouth with a smile. At the same time, the little girl heard the conversation and ran out of the bow and looked at Xue Hao with a curious face.

The little girl didn't know him, but when Xue Hao saw her for the first time, his heart trembled violently and exclaimed, "Linger!"

He doesn't know how all this happened, but the appearance of his sister in his memory is so similar to the little girl in front of him, not only her appearance, but even every move.

"Big brother, how can you know Linger's name? It's really strange, Dad, do you know him? The little girl asked suspiciously.

The middle-aged man still smiled and stopped talking. He just looked at Xue Hao, and his eyes were full of gentleness.

Seeing this scene, Xue Hao couldn't help widened his eyes and the trembling in his heart was unprecedented. But when he saw the eyes of the middle-aged man, he couldn't help suppressing all the doubts in his heart, stopped saying more, and stepped on the boat.

"Young man, looking at your body and bones so cold, you must have suffered from this heavy snow. It's better to drink wine to warm up your body." The boat slowly sailed to the center, and the middle-aged man spoke slightly.

As the boat sailed into the middle of the lake and had an independent direction, the middle-aged man let go of the oars, turned around and sat in the bow of the boat, took off the pot of already warm wine and handed it to Xue Hao.

It's just Xue Hao, but he didn't take it, but became silent and looked at the other party.

"What? Aren't young people cold? Do you like heavy snow like my naughty girl? The middle-aged man still kept the movement of his hands, smiling softly, but his eyes showed helplessness.

"Big brother, do you also like snow? Linger is really happy. Dad always says that the snow is ruthless and will hurt her body and bones, but Linger doesn't think so. Instead, her heart is full of warmth. Do you think so, big brother? The little girl came between the two and looked at Xue Hao expectantly, hoping to get a common answer.

Hearing this, Xue Hao smiled and didn't say anything. Finally, he took the wine pot in the middle-aged man's hand and tasted it. His body, which was trembled with cold, gradually warmed up.

"This wine is really amazing. Although it tastes tasteless, it is warm just right, just to dispel the cold."

"Ha ha, young man, my wine is just taken from the water in the lake. If it is warm, how can it be such a miraculous effect? The young man is not cold in his heart, and naturally he feels that the wine is good." The middle-aged man still smiled gently.

"No." Xue Hao frowned.

"What's wrong?"

"Whether it is the water in the lake or the good wine, if the heart is cold, how can it really dispel the cold? This warm current in my heart is unusual. Xue Hao took a deep look at the middle-aged man, ignored the little girl like his sister, and said with a complicated face.

This is complicated and there are many kinds of emotions...

"What does teenager mean? I'm old, but I don't understand the thoughts of you young children. Like me, it's really hard to figure out." Suddenly, a faint touch flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, looked at Xue Hao and sighed.

"It's family affection."

At this moment, Xue Hao stared at the middle-aged man. He knew very well that the warm current in his heart was not wine, but the kind of emotion that he wanted to experience but couldn't get.

As soon as this word came out, whether it was a middle-aged man or a little girl, they looked at him at the same time, with the same color as Xue Hao.

The three of them sat in the bow, and the wine pot in Xue Hao's hand was still steaming, so they kept looking at each other...

After half a sound, the middle-aged man first broke his silence, sighed heavily, and said, "I have a pair of children who have not seen each other for more than 20 years. I don't know where your family is?"

"Isn't this wine the best proof?" Xue Hao seemed to know what the other party was going to say. As soon as the middle-aged man finished speaking, he took over the words and said.

Then, he took a few more sips, drank all the wine in the wine pot, crossed the warmly in his heart, and laughed, "What a good wine. I have never drunk such a strange wine since I was born. My father-in-law and daughter have been out of contact for more than 20 years. It happened that I haven't seen my family for more than 20 years. Coincidentally, haha , coincidentally."

"Young people are really good at joking. Is it because the teenager has never seen his family? The heavy snow just now is because he is lonely and unassieved?" The middle-aged man asked, this time, his eyes obviously exceeded his expectations.

Xue Hao took a panoramic view of his expression and smiled, "Of course not."

"Is that?"

"The snow is ruthless and affectionate. I thought about it several times and didn't understand this truth. In the end, I was frozen into an ice sculpture before I woke up. Unfortunately, I had already lost everything and never returned." Xue Hao said a puzzling sentence, but the father-in-law seemed to understand, and then the expectation in his eyes became stronger and stronger: "Isn't the young man alive now?"

"This snow is what you put down, and it is not the real snow in heaven. I have never shouted a satisfactory answer. Naturally, you will not stop snowing, but I am really stupid. I have no choice but to give up and take back the snow. Before I lost the last trace of will, I heard a helpless sigh. I'm afraid Did you send it, didn't you? Father, you are really a good father. You torture your children so cruelly, but you don't ask their own feelings, but your father-in-law's wine is very delicious.

Xue Hao said so many words in one breath. In this process, his eyes changed from expectation to surprise, from consterance to appreciation, and finally calmed down.

"Young man, I don't understand what you're talking about, but you just said you understood. I don't know if you can talk about it? I'm also curious."

"Mingming? I didn't realize it." Xue Hao laughed.

"Then why did you say that?" Hearing this, the middle-aged man's face changed, and even the whole ship was shaking, with an unprecedented terrible light in his eyes.

Xue Hao never wavered, but still said calmly, "Sir, your snow is meant to make me understand that the snow in heaven is cold. I always didn't understand. Later, when I heard the sigh, I knew that it was not the person who saw the snow and suffered the snow, but the person who snow didn't know. If you said it was affectionate, you would naturally be affectionate. If you say it is ruthless, I naturally dare not refute it.

"You..." The middle-aged man stopped and was about to attack, but after taking a deep look at Xue Hao, he sighed heavily and said to himself, "That's all... Maybe it's my fault. My ancestors have been teaching me that the snow is ruthless. I think it's reasonable. I also want to tell my couple. Children, but I'm afraid that they won't understand and hate me, so I sent them far away from birth, hoping that they will grow up after experiencing the cold of the heavy snow, but I didn't expect that your words had to make me think deeply.

"Maybe you're right. I hope you can take care of yourself and find your family." The middle-aged man became gentle again, looked at Xue Hao, who had been silent, and said with deep meaning.

"I also hope to see your children again." Xue Hao responded with a smile. At this moment, the little girl ran to the middle-aged man and cried and said, "Dad, you lied. Linger is obviously your daughter, but you talk like this. How can you agree? Snowflakes are not cold, and Dad is cold."

"Ha ha, you are not your father's daughter." The middle-aged man smiled and looked at the little girl and raised his hand, which immediately dissipated her body. In Xue Hao's extremely stunned eyes, it turned into a snowflake and dissipated in the void.

The little girl turned out to be transformed by a snowflake!

"You... So you know that the snow is affectionate and ruthless! Then why did you test me? Xue Hao pointed to the middle-aged man and could no longer calm down.

He thought the other party didn't understand, but he found that the middle-aged man was not what he thought, because the snowflakes that had just dissipated were the best explanation.

"Ha ha, if it doesn't snow, how can you understand your true thoughts? It should be like this when you realize yourself. The journey of predecessors is to really feel the cold of snow, but it is unfair to impose this cold on you as well. Now that you have found yourself, your family must be very happy. Soon, you will see them. Middle-aged man.

"When?"

"It's not far... Hey..." He sighed heavily again, exactly the same as Xue Hao heard for the first time, but this time, the feelings contained in it were different.

There are relief, hope, and more indescribable and unknown emotions, just like the pot of wine that Xue Hao drank.

"Wow..." In the end, everything disappeared, including the ship, the middle-aged man, leaving only one sentence echoing in Xue Hao's heart: "You didn't disappoint your family. Maybe you have taken that road... Can you say that sentence again before you return to reality?"

Xue Hao was silent, and his eyes were a little wet. After a sound, he finally said, "The snow of heaven, no longer you, no longer him, but in me, I think it is affectionate, that is, I think it is ruthless, it is ruthless, I, I only believe in myself."

"What a man is not you, not him..." After Xue Hao stopped for a while, the voice of a middle-aged man finally came again: "My son Xue Hao, take your sister with you. Soon, I will see you for my father."

"Father!" Xue Hao's voice trembled and roared hoarsely, but there was no more response. When he opened his eyes, he returned to reality.

In the cave, everything is still there, but silence is here, and the eyes are complicated, and I haven't said anything for a long time.