You know what you don't know

Do you know what it's like to bleed after a limb has been cut open?Do you know what it's like to have your soul frozen in black ice?Do you know the feeling of memory getting darker and darker?I know. "Father." When Wen Han walked in, Wen Cheng was wiping his long knife.In half a year, he went from struggling and resisting at the beginning to becoming numb later.He cut his palm with a knife, but black air came out, he lowered his head and laughed, and then laughed out loud again, which made Wen Han feel very uncomfortable.Wen Han looked at Wen Cheng in red, smiled recklessly, and frowned. "Why are you wearing such bright red?" Wen Cheng's smile stopped abruptly: "Can you control it?" Since when did he wear red?He thought about it and couldn't remember.Probably, after the bloodletting? "The ghost king wants to see you. Let's go." Wen Han felt guilty towards him. "See Your Majesty." Wen Han knelt on the ground with one knee, and in front of him was a shapeless mass of black air lingering on a sword.Wen Cheng stood right behind Wen Han, not speaking or being polite. "Wen Han, you have a good son." The ghost king's tone was very bad, Wen Han frowned and signaled Wen Cheng to kneel down quickly, but Wen Cheng pretended not to see him, just bent down and bowed: "I have seen the ghost king." People who don't pay attention to these etiquettes don't pursue it. He released a black air, which wrapped around Wen Cheng, like a pair of eyes probing him. "Have you met Meng Shu?" Ghost King asked him.Who is Meng Shu?Wen Cheng didn't know, Wen Han never told him about it. "No." "Wen Han, this is your fault. Take him to meet him, you may not be able to see him in the future." Between the words, the black air lingered on the sword again, and Wen Han led Wen Cheng out up. "Where are you taking me?" "Lingyuan, a cold cave." Walking into the cold cave, the temperature dropped suddenly, the walls of the cave were covered with frost, but the ground was surprisingly warm.At the innermost point, there is a trap door. Wen Han opens the trap, and the stone door goes up. It is a room, but it is not cold at all. Wen Han walks in with Wen Cheng, and the stone door falls.Wen Cheng saw the whole room. Inside was the invincible Manshusawa. The woman in white in the red put down the needle and thread in her hand, stood up, and looked at them with a smile. "Minghua, you're here." That voice was like a gentle spring breeze, making people feel comfortable and comfortable.Her skin is very fair, her red phoenix eyes look at Wen Han's tenderness, her red lips and willow eyebrows, her waterfall-like blue silk is only tied up with a wooden hairpin, and the pattern of Manshusawa on her forehead, she wears a white dress just right, how in the world Will there be such a beautiful woman?Meng Shu's eyes turned and fell on the man in the red shirt. She couldn't believe it: "This..." "Ah Cheng, this is your mother, Meng Shu." Wen Cheng couldn't believe that this beauty was so beautiful that he could not speak The woman he described turned out to be his mother! "You... are Ah Cheng." How much she wanted to rush over to take a good look at him, her Ah Cheng had grown up so much now, but she was afraid, she was afraid that Ah Cheng would blame her for being cowardly and for being ruthless. "Mother." Wen Cheng saw her concerns, and called mother without any emotion.He knew that she couldn't be blamed for what happened back then. The wife is the guide of the husband. She was imprisoned in the cold cave for a thousand years, and she blamed himself for a thousand years. As a son, there is no grievance with his mother. "A-Cheng!" Meng Shu ran over and hugged him: "My A-Cheng...has really grown up." Meng Shu looked at him with red eyes, tears flowed from her eyes and fell on the ground, growing a manjusha magnificent.It turned out that all the manjusawas in the room were her tears.Meng Shu held Wen Cheng's face in both hands, chattering non-stop. "This eyebrow looks like your father's, but you are a little more gentle than him." You are so pretty, I thought you were ugly when you were just born. "Does Ah Cheng have a woman he likes?" "Mother, I should go to practice." Wen Cheng pulled out the hand that was held by Meng Shu, and his light tone made Meng Shu's smile freeze in place. "Ah Shu, I'll bring him over some other day." Wen Han shook Meng Shu's hand, and he and Wen Cheng were not superficial father and son.Wen Cheng didn't want to stay longer, so he left on his own.Meng Shu pulled Wen Han back: "Ming Hua, am I being too wordy? Ah Cheng, do you hate me?" "No, he just blames me." "Did you do something to him?" I just felt that there is no blood in him." Meng Shu said this sentence with a trembling voice, but she needed to know the truth. "I'm in charge, let him..." "Wen Han, you bastard!" Meng Shu slapped Wen Han directly. "How could you force him to turn into a ghost without asking his opinion! What else did you do!" "I, frozen his soul." Wen Han didn't dare to see her again. "You are so cruel, huh, that's right, you never loved me, you are just ashamed of me." Meng Shu turned around, stopped looking at him, and sat in the manjusawa by herself , caressing the clothes that she had sewn and had not yet given to Wen Cheng. "Ah Shu, I'm sorry." "I won't listen to you anymore, Wen Han." Wen Han left anyway, and he had nothing but endless guilt for their mother and son.Yes, he never loved her, it was just guilt.