Chapter 935 Things are not people

The wind is very cold, and the temperature in the north is very low in this season. Especially in the early morning, the exhaled breath is white and the trees are bare.

As the morning glow rose, Ye Fan came to City B. The city was more prosperous. Skyscrapers stood in the glow, as if they were inlaid with a layer of gold rim.

However, Ye Fan is full of strangeness and can no longer find his previous familiarity. He has lived here for a long time, but now he is all concubines.

"Where can I find them?"

Ye Fan was worried about gains and losses. He was afraid that he would never see his parents again. He tried his best and almost put his life into it. He didn't come back until he died. If there was nothing, it would be difficult for him to accept it.

He didn't go to his place of residence. He could see it from a distance. The place had already been replanned and completely changed.

Ye Fan was very nervous and uneasy. He was worried and went to the suburbs. His parents didn't like the fast pace of the city. They were politely refused to take them to live together.

"It has also changed here..."

Ye Fan was stunned. When he arrived at his parents' residence, the tranquility of the past was replaced. People came and went, and the flow of rivers kept flowing. High-rise buildings stood, and the original satellite town and City B became one.

He couldn't find a trace of the past. If he hadn't trusted his intuition, he would have thought that he had come to the wrong place and everything would have changed.

It is often said that after being away from home for many years, he finally returned, but things changed, but now things have changed, and he has stood silently for a long time.

Then he came to the roof of a building and looked into the distance. The only one was the natural lake, but it was dug up a lot, and a large park was built along it.

In the past, Ye Fan's father always liked to spend time fishing there, but now it is impossible. Some people can't see a familiar figure in the morning exercise, and they can't ask.

Ye Fan came to the lake and saw an old man playing Tai Chi. He stopped and stretched some muscles and bones, like a dragon around the tree, like an ape holding the moon.

"Oh, the young man is quite good at home, more than my old guy who has been practicing Tai Chi for 40 years." The old man of boxing was surprised.

"Uncle, let me ask you something. How many years has this place been replanned? Where did the original people go?" Ye Fan asked while practicing Taijiquan.

"The young man is not a local. This has been planned for more than ten years. To be honest, it's really not as good as before. I miss the tranquility of the past. There are fewer people, more trees and the air is fresh."

The old man was very talkative. He and his wife came here for the sake of old-age care. He just wanted to be in peace and picked up [A hundred obimage to cover the sky and quickly share with you]. It was close to nature, but later it was no different from the same high-rise buildings as the city.

"Oh, there's nothing we can do. Didn't the villa area here in the past also be demolished? There's nothing they can do. We have no choice but to do it. Just demolish it." The old man said without complaining.

"More than 20 years ago, there were several old people who loved to spend time fishing here. Do you still remember?" Ye Fan asked the old man while boxing slowly and talking about his experience of practicing Tai Chi.

"Although I moved here later, this lake is really a good place. It's really leisurely to move a horse and sit on the shore for a long time. Like now, I couldn't help but put the fishing hook in the lake and ran over four or five people at once. They told me a fine of 500 yuan and I was not allowed to fish. I said that after I caught it, I would put the fish down, but people said that it didn't work either. There was nothing I could do. I bought a few live fish and threw them in the fountain pool in front of me. I wanted to have a addiction, but I didn't feel that way, and I was fined 1,000 at once.

Ye Fan was a little dizzy. The old man was really talkative. He asked him a few words and pulled out so much at once. It can be seen that the old man is free.

"Then you can go to a fishing park or something like that. Don't embarrass the people in the park. I guess people are also worried." Ye Fan laughed.

"I'm old. I can't stand that toss. It takes two hours to run back and forth. I'm relaxed, not looking for trouble."

"Have you ever seen such a person..." Ye Fan described his father's appearance.

"It seems that I have seen such a person, but he doesn't come much. I can see him once in a while. I heard that he was a senior fishing friend, but something happened to their family. He was depressed, and it was rare for him to come in ten days and a half months.

Ye Fan was depressed and sad for a while, all because he left the world. In his old age, he lost his son, and the white-haired man sent the black-haired man. Who can withstand such a blow?

"Do you know where he is going?"

"He moved away before planning here. I heard that he wanted to change the environment so as not to touch the scene and feel sad."

Ye Fan sighed in his heart. It was really a little difficult to find, but the good thing was that the old man told him that some people still lived in this area, and they should be able to find some old neighbors.

"I said, young man, are you wearing a Song suit or a Han suit? Where did you buy it? You have a feeling of playing Tai Chi in it. I'll buy one tomorrow."

Before Ye Fan left, the old man took his hand and asked him about the ancient costume. He used his hand and said that the texture was really exquisite, and it was a good silk.

"The Beidou came back..." Ye Fan replied subconsciously in his heart.

"Beidou Mall? It's really a little far from here. I'm really a little embarrassed to go there."

"It's a little far..." Ye Fan almost spilled his mouth. The old man talked a lot. He quickly woke up and said goodbye to him.

Before leaving, the old man kindly reminded him that his hair was too long, that is to say that it is a prominent era, but the old man is still not used to it.

Ye Fan was speechless. He had thick black hair. Fortunately, it was scattered, and there was no root wood answer, otherwise he might be pointed out.

However, more than 20 years have passed. In this era of self-expression and open atmosphere, few people watched him. At most, he was surprised to see him.

Ye Fan went in and out of many communities and swept them with a strong divine consciousness. One row after another, he still didn't see an old neighbor.

Half a day has passed, and he has not gained anything. It is far more tired than a life-and-death war. This is tired, suffering from gains and losses, and I'm afraid it's a tragedy.

He leaned back on the bench by the roadside, physically and mentally exhausted, and looked at the sky in a stun. He couldn't wait any longer. He wanted to rely on his magic power to enter the relevant department to retrieve the files.

"Uncle, uncle, where did you buy this ancient costume?" A four- or five-year-old boy, blinked his dark eyes, was not afraid of raw at all, and ran to ask.

"Bred it back from the Spoon Star." Ye Fan said nonsense seriously.

"It's a lie!" The little guy was very angry, wrinkled his nose and blinked, but he was still very hopeous and said, "Tell me, okay? I also want my mother to buy it."

"Jing Xuan, what are you doing?" Not far away, a young man came, called the little boy away and led him to a car.

The little guy was very stubborn and said, "Mom, I like that kind of clothes. Don't go home first, okay?"

"The old man is dead. The non-mainstream clothes more beautiful than it were more than 20 years ago." Take the little boy into the car and go away quickly.

Ye Fan was dumbfounded. At that time, their generation was called the collapsed generation by some experts, and some people after 90 were called non-mainstream. Now that I think about it, it is time for children who will "rise" after 10 years, 20 years, and even 30 years later.

"Well, the nv just now is a little familiar. Who does she look like?" Ye Fan was suddenly shocked and tried to think about it. He felt like a person.

Supt, he got up quickly, hid his body, shrank into an inch, and chased after him.

On today's earth, Taoism is suppressed, and his cultivation seems to have lost a lot, which is far less than before, but Ye Fan is about to cut the way after all, and he is still very powerful.

Leaving the commercial street, he soon followed the car into a community with a good environment, and took the boy down

"Mom, I'm not happy. If you don't help me buy ancient costumes, I won't be with you." The little boy pouted.

"Good boy, what will you look like in that kind of clothes? It's ugly." Less fù coax him upstairs.

"Excuse me, are you Liu Qian, Uncle Liu's nv?" Ye Fan came forward.

"Wow, uncle, do you also live here? Mom, I want this ancient costume. The little boy shouted.

"Who are you...?" Shao fù was very wary. A strange man followed her, which made her a little uneasy.

Ye Fan immediately confirmed that this was Liu Qian, the nv son of Uncle Liu, an old neighbor in those years. She was still a little child. When he left, the little girl was only six or seven years old, and now she has grown up, very much like Aunt Liu in those years.

In those years, the old couple got nv in their old age, and the baby was amazing. When he left, the little girl was still jumping, very lively, but now she has become a mother.

Ye Fan didn't bother too much. He dressed like this and didn't look like a "simple" young man, and he left consciously.

Soon after, he cut off his long hair, went in and out of the mall, changed into modern clothes, and finally seemed to integrate into the world.

He is used to wearing Beidou's armor, but now he is wearing his old clothes. He feels a little uncomfortable and feels that he is tied up and not suitable for fighting.

When he returned to that community, there was no accident. Soon after, he saw an old man coming out for a walk. It was really Uncle Liu. He was nearly 80 years old, much older than before, but his body was still strong.

Ye Fan changed his appearance a little, otherwise he would be too shocking and would scare the old man. Naturally, he met him in the community, and then chatted.

"The old neighbors have dispersed. At this age, there are only a few left..." Uncle Liu sighed when he said that he went there.

More than ten years ago, Ye Fan's parents moved out of here, but they did not leave the city, but were just in another district.

"Do you still have contact?"

"No, I suddenly couldn't get in touch ten years ago."

Ye Fan's heart sank, and his body couldn't help trembling, but he finally calmed down. He had a certain psychological preparation, and after all, he hadn't really seen the final result.

"Alas, in those years, I have to believe that there are immortals in the world."

"What do you want to say?"

"Of course, it's Mount Tai. Although the people above keep it secret, after all, many people have seen it with their own eyes. Poor Lao Ye's son, what a good young man, is so gone, but it may also be immortals. Nine dragons pulled them away."

The old man was old, chattered and talked about a lot of things in those years. Ye Fan was silent and felt a lot in his heart.

Finally, he left here and came to B Shikou District, where he found his new address after his parents moved away. This is a suburb with a good environment, with mountains and rivers.

In the past, this place was very desolate, but now many people have fled the city and chose such a place to retire.

In front of it, there is another old quadrangle courtyard of the last century, which is old but very charming, surrounded by large areas of woodland and an artificial lake.

No matter how you look at it, it is very similar to the place of residence in the past. I think that my parents want to change to a new environment, but I still feel a little nostalgic.

Ye Fan found his address, fell from the sky, fell into a yard, and shouted, "Mom, Dad, I'm back!"

However, there was silence, and no one responded to him at all. Ye Fan trembled and looked at the locked whole body with a chill.

He entered the room [A hundred obium covers the sky to share with you quickly]. It seems that no one has lived for a long time, and he has a layer of dust, which makes him more afraid.

After careful search, there was a lack of popularity here. No one cleaned and went in and out for a long time. Finally, he saw a note in the bedroom. He opened it casually and saw a sentence that worried him.

"I saw Xiaofan again in a trance. When I saw him come back, I woke up and found that there was nothing, just some cold tears on my face!"

"Mom, Dad!" Ye Fan shouted, and tears came out of his eyes. F