chasing autumn

When she didn't notice, heavy dark clouds had already covered the sky, and sorrow and pain also spread ragingly in Yu Huolian's heart.

He felt the pain on his back like being split by a knife, tearing his internal organs, just now he vomited blood again, his throat was still a bit fishy and sweet.

With difficulty, he raised his head and saw Zhan Hao standing on a bluestone slab not far from him, with his back to him and his hands behind his back.A desolate cold wind wafted in the gray sky, wrapping around Zhan Hao's clothes and robes, flipping gently.

He is too familiar with this back view, he has seen it since he was a child - 20 years.That figure became thinner and thinner, more and more bleak.

What happened just now... If what happened just now was just a dream, it would be fine.

If it was a dream, he could secretly heal after waking up. If it was a dream, he could still give himself a chance to forget the chaotic thoughts...

Unfortunately, that was not a dream.Now, for no reason, he sprinkled a layer of frost on this poor man's wounded and bleeding heart.

"father……"

After waiting for a long time, seeing that Zhan Hao didn't answer, Yu Huolian rubbed her knees and moved two steps forward, and said again: "Father, I'm sorry, I don't want to, I don't want to fight with Daddy, Daddy, listen to me..."

Zhan Hao cut off coldly: "Needless to say, I can't hear it!"

Suddenly, a thunderbolt in the sky shook the Nether Hall, and the white-clothed guards at the door gasped in shock.Then it rained again.

When Zhan Hao heard the thunder, his thoughts suddenly returned to more than ten years ago.He remembered that at that time, the young Yu Huolian was under the thunder, unaware, not afraid, not noisy, with a peaceful and contented appearance.As he thought about it, a round of anger rose in his heart, and ruthlessness enveloped his whole body in an instant, and even his fingers trembled slightly.He turned around suddenly, pointed at Yu Huolian angrily and reprimanded: "Aren't you afraid of thunder? Then you kneel here and listen carefully! Don't let the rain stop!!"

Zhan Hao did not expect that it would rain for three days.

Yu Huolian knelt in the rain for three days.In the past three days, he once saw Zhan Hao walking through the gravel road not far from him in the rain and fog, to talk to a few subordinates in the main hall to explain things. At that time, he looked up at him and called out softly. Said: "Father..."

But Zhan Hao didn't seem to hear it, and ignored it.

The body is soaked in the wind and rain like a dead leaf.The fine and dense rainwater wetted his whole body, soaked his clothes, and wet his back. The blood spread along the water, but he didn't feel any pain.Because of Dad's resentful words, Dad deliberately pretended not to see his eyes, which were piercing his heart like a sharp sword at this time, causing him pain to the point of no pain.

Dad, listen to me, I didn't mean it, I was wrong, I'm sorry...

The heavy rain was misty, and on the third day, it finally gradually became smaller.In the clouds, the sun showed its head and sprinkled some warmth.During the pattering, Yu Huolian began to have hallucinations. He felt that someone came over, helped him up, and said to him, I forgive you, I forgive you... But suddenly, he saw that he was still kneeling on the ground. In the Wang Jishui, dots of scarlet stained the front, but nothing happened.

When it was almost evening, he finally couldn't hold on anymore, weakly and slowly leaning to one side.Later, it seemed to fall into a warm and soft embrace.

Illusion, he thought.

Is it still raining? ...Have you stopped? ...Why can't I open my eyes.

Dad, today is the anniversary of my mother's death...

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Yu Huolian felt that she had a dream.

In the dream, he found that someone had applied the wound on his back, fed him soup, covered him with a quilt, wrapped him tightly, held him tightly, and gently brushed his forehead with one hand. Hair wet from the rain.He struggled to open his eyes, and vaguely saw a woman looking at him with gentle concern, calling him softly: "Fire lotus!"

"You are..." His vision was still hazy, looking at her, his heart suddenly thumped, "Are you my mother?..."

"I……"

"Mom! You finally came to see me...I've been waiting for a long time...Today is my mother's death day...Mom, I remember, I always remember..."

"Fire lotus!..."

"Mother, do you know? I often dream of you... But, I can't see your appearance clearly... In my dreams, it's always blurry and hazy. I can't see clearly, so I can't engrave it well... ...I have always wanted to carve a statue of my mother for my father...but I didn't look like it, so it was smashed by my father...Now I can see clearly, I can see clearly!...Mother, I think, I I feel like you are alone...who is it?...so familiar, what's her name...why can't I remember it all of a sudden?...I..." Before Yu Huolian finished speaking, her chest was stuffy and she choked, A mouthful of blood spat out from the corner of his mouth.

"Huolian, mother is here, mother is here! Stop talking, hurry up...Silly boy, you are such a silly boy..."

"Mother, I was wrong. I shouldn't have fought with dad. I made him sad again... I hate myself so much... Mom... tell dad for me, I didn't mean to... let him Forgive me... will you?..."

"well……"

"Mom, did I cry?... I didn't cry, I didn't want to cry, I didn't want my father to think I was cowardly, and I didn't want to disappoint him...

"Mom, take me home..."

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