Chapter 16 The Resentment of the previous generation

The most frightening thing is that sometimes it is not invisible, but visible. Every child is an ignorant and happy person. But when you realize the happiness of the past and begin to miss it, you are often trapped in the secular world.

When it is not far from the end of life, it will cherish every minute and every minute of every minute and every minute, and become the happy child who is curious about everything but is happy. If possible, Lu Yuanhan once wanted everyone to experience the near-death moment, and maybe the world would have many less troubles.

Ling Yuchen, nine years old. Lu Yuanhan has been lonely since he was a child and often frowns. When he was young, he witnessed his father's death and became a knot that he could never escape. Young and old, he can't laugh or talk, and there is only Zhang Bing as a friend in the class.

Ling Yuchen is his light. Instead of rejecting this half-sister, he spoiled her. Since he was a child, he has talked about "I want to protect my sister." Now, Lu Yuanhan has fallen into a dilemma and world that he can't understand, and he tries his best not to get his family involved.

But... Ling Yuchen actually saw all this.

Lu Yuanhan stared at his sister who kept asking, and felt more and more chilly on his back. This horrible feeling seemed familiar.

"Nothing. They are all my friends. Today, my brother is a little tired and wants to sleep. You should go to bed quickly. Good night. He pretended to be calm, forced himself to put up the corners of his mouth, squeezed out a smile, and said softly.

"Well," Ling Yuchen said with a sweet smile, "Good night, brother."

Ling Yuchen turned around and walked towards his room. Lu Yuanhan stared at her back and suddenly thought of something. He quickly added, "If you feel anything at night, remember to call me immediately."

"I know, brother." Ling Yuchen didn't look back.

Lu Yuanhan stared at Ling Yuchen's back until she returned to her room. He slowly showed a worried look. Is it all this - and the secrets that he didn't know?

The night always makes people feel scared, and it will make you feel like you are staring at you all the time. Early summer is not very hot, but it is disturbing - more than ten meters away from Ling Yuchen's window, a man looked coldly at everything inside, and his body exuded endless soul.

Lu Yuan was chilled. After settling down Yu Tiejun, he lay on the floor, stared at the white ceiling, and recalled the past.

At the age of five, yes, my father died in a dark alley when he was five years old. At that time, he saw gorgeous fireworks - now it seems that it is not a fireworks, but the aura of the first layer of the moonlight.

Then at my father's funeral, I saw several people in black. If it was correct, it should be Yue Shi. At that time, my mother showed a frightened expression, but she said she didn't see anything.

After that funeral, I never saw any people in black, and gradually forgot this memory until I was attacked by the trap. Although the memory seems to have been eliminated, after the age of five, I can often dream of Yueshi, some are summoning themselves, some are horrible, and some seem familiar.

Lu Yuanhan frowned. The more he thought about it, the more he had a headache. A person slowly appeared in his mind - a dry man. He made up his mind to ask the dry man the next day.

......

A dry man's stronghold.

"Mom...Mom.'

'Mom, where are you going?' Zhang Yize bit the lollipop and asked.

A woman with a gentle smile squatted down, looked sad, touched Zhang Yize's head, and gently said in his ear, 'Mom is going back to the feather world.'

'Feather world?' Zhang Yize showed a puzzled expression, 'Is this the hometown that my parents often tell me? Is mom back?'

The woman smiled bitterly and stood up and turned her back to prevent him from seeing her tearful expression.

Zhang Yize was still calling his mother. After a while, a man came to him, took his hand and said to him, ' Yize, you go home first. It's a long way. Don't see your mother off. Dad will just see you off. You can take care of your brother at home.

Zhang Yize reluctantly returned home and sat at the window looking at his parents' back, as if they would never come back. Zhang Yize bit the lollipop ignorantly, stared curiously at the long whip in their hands, and firmly facing the misty distance..."

"Mom, don't go!"

Zhang Yize woke up from his dream and sat up straight. His pupils dilated and he sweated coldly all over. He gasped heavily, and the pain came from all over his body.

Warm-colored room, ancient Japanese layout style. Zhang Yize slept on the tatami in the center of the room. He stared at the wooden door and was confused - what is this place?

"Mr. Zhang Yize, you finally woke up."

Zhang Yize heard the sound and hurriedly turned around - the silver-haired man in white leaned against the wall and played with the wooden vine in his hand.

"Where is this?" Zhang Yize regained his usual calm and asked in the clothes prepared for him on his pillow.

"My mother is a Japanese woman. She and her father have passed away for nearly 200 years. In memory of them, the hall is Italian style and the rooms are all Japanese style. It's all according to their ideas.

"I didn't ask about your room style! Let me ask you where you are."

"Isn't that obvious? I'm here to show that this is my home. Moreover, Mr. Zhang Yize--" The dry man sat cross-legged, turned the wooden vine with his fingers, lowered his head, and his silver hair covered his eyes, deliberately covering his eyes. "I'm not the answer to the question. After all, you should understand my feelings - people who have lost their mother will want to remember it.

Zhang Yize suddenly patted the floor, stood up, clenched his fists, his eyes were fierce, stared at the dead man, and asked, "My mother was killed seven years ago, right? Is it the same as what Zhang Lei said?

The dead man didn't say anything and nodded slightly.

"Can you tell me whose hands my mother died?"

"Sorry. I can't say it yet."

"Don't you understand how I feel!" Zhang Yize lost his mind, rushed to the dry man, grabbed his collar, and roared, "Since you know how I feel, you should tell me!" I have been hidden for seven years and always thought that my mother was still in the feather world, but now I tell me that she is dead! Can you stand it if it's you!?"

"I said I know how you feel. Mr. Zhang Yize." The dead man lowered his head and his voice was hoarse. His silver bangs gradually slipped away due to Zhang Yize's violent shaking.

Zhang Yize saw his eyes clearly and was unable to let go of his hand in astonishment - the dry eyes were also red.

Time seems to be still, and only Zhang Yize's breathing could be heard in the room. He stepped back two steps and heard a hoarse voice in a daze--

"It took me 13 years and four months to know the news of my mother's death."

Zhang Yize was shocked. His mouth was wide open because of pain, and tears could no longer be controlled. He sat on the ground and cried bitterly.

The dry man stood up and stared at the crying teenager in front of him without any expression. He crossed his arms to his abdomen and said, "Cry." When I first knew it, I also cried for a long time without any good. Cry, Mr. Zhang Yize."

......

In front of Lu Yuanhan's home.

Lu Yuanhan still got up early to go to class, and Ling Yuchen was picked up by his neighbor - the neighbor's daughter and Yu Chen were classmates.

He was still a little worried, but when Yu Tiejun woke up, he insisted that he would secretly protect Ling Yuchen without worrying. Lu Yuanhan saw that the injury on Yu Tiejun's body was no longer a big deal with the man's curse, so he had to force himself to relax.

As soon as he went downstairs, he found that Xia Yi was already waiting for him downstairs. Lu Yuanhan saw her and didn't know what to say. He found that her arm was still tied with bandages. He casually asked casually, "I heard that you are also injured. It's okay."

"Hmm. It's nothing." Xia Yi looked at Lu Yuanhan and always felt that there was something wrong with him, and it was inconvenient for her to ask more questions.

At this time, Ling Yuchen also went downstairs and saw Xia Yi standing with Lu Yuanhan. He raised his hand excitedly and shouted, "Good morning, big sister!"

Xia Yi also waved and smiled, and Ling Yuchen shouted more happily: "Brother! You have to be nice to your future sister-in-law!"

After shouting, Ling Yuchen quickly took her friends and ran away together, and her classmates and her mother were wondering - there was obviously a beautiful woman standing there. Why was Ling Yuchen, the little girl, greeting her brother?

Xia Yi and Lu Yuanhan blushed at the same time, looking very embarrassed. After looking at each other, they immediately looked away.

"Let's go to your house first, and you can enter your body before going to class." Xia Yi saw that the three of them had gone far away and said.

......

When the two entered the classroom together, the class immediately began to make a sound of discussion.

"These two people didn't come to class all afternoon yesterday."

"Yes, yes, when Xia Yi first entered school yesterday, Lu Yuanhan pulled her out of the classroom."

"I really can't see that people who are so indifferent at ordinary times can start so quickly!"

"Hey, hey, you see, Xia Yi was also injured. Ah, you found that no monitor was also injured. He didn't come to class yesterday. Isn't that a coincidence!"

"Ha? I'm curious about what I said. There won't be any gossip. So Jiang Xiaoxiao didn't come yesterday afternoon, but why hasn't she come yet?

Lu Yuanhan and Xia Yi lowered their heads awkwardly and sat back in their seats in all kinds of discussions. Zhang Yize finally shouted unbearably: "Don't talk in the morning class!"

Lu Yuanhan turned his head and looked at Jiang Xiaoxiao's seat. It was empty and he couldn't help worrying. He motioned to Xia Yi, and she also shook her head to show that she didn't know.

Xia Yi is also worried. She has been recalling last night's dry words - the truth about her death seven years ago.

Xia Yi can't remember how she died and the appearance of her parents.

When Xia Yi became a moonguard, she had never been approved to return to the human world. It was not until recently that Jin Minjun sent her and Yu Yuan to investigate that she had the opportunity to come to the human world.

Everything is like daily work. It was not until yesterday when the dry man revealed the truth that she thought about Jin Minjun's purpose - why did she come to the human world and happen to be the stone town where she was born? Why can't she find her parents in Stone Town? Why did Jin Minjun disguise himself as a human and continue to observe Lu Yuanhan after the mission ended, and didn't tell himself that he was hiding it from the moon world?

The more Xia Yi thinks about it, the more scared she is. Is there any conspiracy to the Lord Jin Minjun, whom she loves and admires?

After the morning reading class, Lu Yuanhan walked to Chen Rong and asked in a low voice, "Chen Rong. Have you ever seen Jiang Xiaoxiao?

Chen Rong had been holding his head in a daze and found that it was Lu Yuanhan who talked to him. He was shocked - this was the first time Lu Yuanhan talked to her in nearly two years.

"No... I haven't been able to contact her since noon yesterday. No one answered her door when she knocked on the door. Chen Rong was obviously in a bad mood and didn't want to pay attention to him. She dealt with it casually, but she could obviously detect the worries in her tone.

"Well," Lu Yuanhan frowned and his eyes were complicated. "I'm sorry to bother you. I'm sorry."

Chen Rong looked at Lu Yuanhan's back and said disdainfully: This guy and Jiang Xiaoxiao have not seen him care about her for so long. Now it's good that he immediately fell in love with the beautiful woman who had just come here for a day, but he still pretended to be a good person to care. He really ate the bowl and looked at the plate.

"Hey. Are you all right?" Zhang Bing walked to Lu Yuanhan's side, looked worried and asked, "Your expression is not very good. Is there something wrong? What happened? Why didn't you come yesterday afternoon?

Lu Yuanhan looked at Zhang Bing and moved his lips, but still felt that it was best to hide it. After all, he was his only friend and could not involve him. He just said lightly, "It's okay."

After saying that, he returned to his seat. Zhang Bing stared at Lu Yuanhan's back and looked sad.

Lu Yuanhan sat back next to Xia Yi and said gently, "I'll give you the key later. You go back first. I want to walk alone and help me take good care of Yuchen. Wait for me to go home."