The juniors are all bosses, so I can only hang up

The little fox is sure that he is not mistaken, his father's face is so recognizable, and how could he not recognize his father!

The Taoist priest in a gray robe with his back turned to him was Hu Yun!

There is no longer the indecency of the past, nor the friendly smile of the past.

The familiar face was extremely sad, and the eyes were full of dead silence.

Just looking at it, Hu Tutu felt a pain in his heart.

I don't know what my father went through, but when I saw Hu Yun's expression, Hu Tutu could feel that my father must be experiencing a great tragedy in life at that time!

The so-called great compassion is that the pain is so painful that you can't express it clearly. The world in your eyes loses its color, leaving only a dead gray.

Tu Tu slightly lowered his head to look at the small grave, as if he understood.

People who are very important to Daddy are buried here!

But who is buried here?Why is it here?

Mom said that this is the world of Tutu, why are people who are important to Dad buried here?

Looking at the line of words on the tombstone that he didn't know, Hutu understood the importance of learning at this moment.

If I am not illiterate, I must now know what kind of person is buried in this small grave!

But this is no trouble to the clever Tutu!

The little fox trotted to the tombstone in front of the grave, his face wrinkled into a ball, trying hard to write down all the words on the tombstone.

As long as you write down all the shapes of these characters, and go out and write them to the big brother, the big brother will definitely recognize them!

Confused and complacent, he praised himself as the smartest person in the world.

"Hey! I'm so tired!" The little fox fell down on the grass, looking at the blue sky, looking exhausted.

It's too difficult, too difficult. After you write it down, you turn your head and forget it. You can only remember it again, and then forget it again.

I am not stupid, but the small square on the tombstone is too difficult to remember.

After finally remembering it, the little fox planted his head on the grass as if he had accomplished a great event.

Looking up at the blue sky, the little fox was still very curious.

What is this dream-like world to me?

Why is someone so important to Daddy buried in his own world?

What exactly is the so-called power that you want to obtain by yourself?

Little thoughts circulated in the little heart, and the little fox squinted at the big tree.

The dense leaves on the big and leafy trees move with the wind.

The little fox stood up abruptly and ran towards the big tree.

Every leaf on this big tree is a memory.

As long as you read all these leaves, you will definitely know what happened.

Who would be foolish enough to learn how to read and write!

Direct insight into the truth of the incident is what I have to do.

I am really the smartest in the world!

Using both hands and feet, the little fox struggled to climb to the top of the tree crown.

Sitting on the canopy, looking into the distance, feeling the slight wind and the swaying of the leaves.

There was a feeling of peace in my heart for no reason, as if I had been here for a long time.

Shaking her short legs, humming a nursery rhyme that the elder brother used to lull herself to sleep, the little fox stretched out his hand to the leaves next to him.

Just like before, there is an image on each leaf.

It's the same as before, as long as I look at it once, the leaf will turn into bright light and disappear on the branch.

And the front part above the leaves is the story of my father and that beautiful sister when I was young.

"Hahaha, Daddy also peed his pants when he was a child!"

"Hey hey, daddy got his ear pulled for stealing food!"

"Daddy is so stupid, he will fall when he walks!"

……

The little fox lying on the canopy looked at Hu Yun's childhood embarrassment and giggled.

Unexpectedly, when I was a child, my father was not as shrewd as he is now, but rather stupid!

The dumb dad is so smart when he grows up, so Tu Tu must be the smartest when I grow up!

Looking at the memories on the leaves, the little fox has absolute confidence in his bright future.

After all, Daddy is already eight or nine years old and still wets the bed with a runny nose!

Tu Tu me, but I stopped wetting the bed at the age of five!

Constantly looking at the memories on the leaves, the little fox looked very enthusiastically.

Unknowingly, a drop of water fell on the leaves in front of me.

"Eh?" The little fox, who was watching with all his heart, was stunned for a moment.

I don't know when, the little fox who was happy to see his father's dark history now has tears in his eyes and a sad face.

The little fox looked at his two paws clutching the leaves, and asked himself blankly, "Why...why am I crying?"

At this time, the little fox's eyes were already filled with tears. He obviously didn't want to cry, but why couldn't he control his tears?

Tears flowed uncontrollably, and the little fox raised a paw to wipe away the tears.

But the tears wiped more and more.Even because of tears, the little fox hiccupped involuntarily.

Is it because I peeked at the memories on the tree, and then my father got angry and punished me!

"Woooooo... hiccup!... woooooo... I was wrong, I didn't watch it!"

Frightened by his sudden and abnormal scene, Hututu really cried out now.

Suddenly, a hand gently pressed on the little fox's furry head.

It seems to be comforting and slightly blaming this little guy.

The head was pressed, and of course the little fox felt it, and he let out an involuntary groan.

"Eh?"

The little fox who was crying uncontrollably raised his head with tears in his eyes, and looked around stupidly.

With tears in his eyes, he looked at the branch, and the countless leaves on the branch had disappeared completely at some point or place.

Only the bare tree trunk and myself holding the last leaf in my hands remained.

I don't know when, the big tree with luxuriant branches and leaves has lost its luxuriance, and only dead wood and single branches are left, which is desolate.

The wind stopped, and the little fox's tears also stopped...

When the leaves in his hands also turned into bright light, the little fox's eyes turned from cuteness to sadness.

An indescribable strangeness appeared on the little fox's face.

The little fox lowered his hands and sat lonely on the tree trunk, looking at the small grave below.

Above the tree canopy, looking at the mound below, it seems that the mound, which is not that big, looks even smaller.

It's too small to hold a person, but in the eyes of today's Hututu, it's so big.

Big enough to hold her whole world.

Hututu changed his posture, leaning against the tree trunk, looking sideways into the distance.

The expression on his face was calm with a hint of sadness.

After a long silence, a voice that did not belong to Hutu came from Hutu's mouth:

"Hu Yun? What kind of name is this child really..."