deep clouds and thick fog

"Hey hey hey!! We're going to be late---!!!"

In the morning, it would be perfect to use the scream of the tenth generation of Pengelie as the alarm. Rin slowly sat up from the bed, and glanced at the little baby in a suit beside the bed with cold eyes.

"Is something wrong?"

"Just wanted to ask if you want to go to school with A Gang."

Li Baoen said in a tender voice that sounded innocent but absolutely malicious, Rin snorted, how could he not know what this guy was up to?He is really a dedicated family teacher, not only educating the students, but also accumulating strength for him.

only……

"I'm not interested in Pengo Lie."

It was already unbearable for him to be conspired by Spedo to join Pengelie, but now he can't even think about it.After getting dressed, Rin began to think about today's schedule.

"The ninth generation of Gabrielone is over, and the tenth generation now has its own guardian. It can be said that Gabrielone no longer has a place for you. What are you going back for?"

Li Baoen continued to state with a seductive tone, but in exchange for the young man's cold glance, a mocking expression appeared on his cold face——

"When will it be your turn to talk about my Gabrielone?"

However, the little baby raised a weird smile, which made Rin feel a little uncomfortable.

Sure enough, I should hurry up and talk to my uncle.

In the past 20 years... what happened that he didn't know.

****

Following Guishubaby's instructions, Rin walked slowly along the street, and it didn't take long to see a steamed stuffed bun stall. The stall owner was wearing a purple coat and hat, and there was a pair of sunglasses covering most of his face—whatever he looked at, he looked weird sorghum.

Rin was embarrassed for a moment.

Uncle Shi Shishu, what's wrong with you!It's just turning into a baby!Even if you miss the adult version of yourself, there is no need to change yourself into this look!Blaming Shushu or something really doesn't suit your innocent face!

——The above is purely the author’s Spartan roar, it’s really not the beautiful image of Comrade Honkai Rin [cover your face]

And Rin, who stood still in the corner, was dazed for a moment in the sudden flood of memories, obviously seeing an old friend... However, the impact of the wind on Rin was obviously much stronger than that of Li Baoen.

Is it because the former is a very important person in his memory?

The uncle who would invite him to drink tea, the uncle who would calmly restrain You Zi from speaking indifferently, the uncle who personally brought him the jade pendant...

Still alive, 20 years, still alive.

He never doubted whether his uncle would die in this long time, it was because of his trust in his uncle's strength and his trust in himself.But it wasn't until they met that he realized that this kind of mood cannot be eliminated by believing.

He began to strongly want to see those of Gabrielone.

Andrea, Cyril, You Zi, Moira, and the tenth generation of Dino... Will that child look like Andrea?

He never knew that he would have so many chaotic thoughts. This once indifferent child, after all, was infected with human habits and stepped down from the altar little by little.

I don't know if it's good or bad.

Rin didn't hesitate any longer, and walked towards the steamed stuffed bun stand, Feng was still bowing his head in thought, and didn't raise his head until Rin was about to approach.

The long-lost young man, Gabriel Nine Generations Yunshu, who was almost fading in memory, showed a very shallow smile to the wind.

"A bun."

Feng really didn't expect to see that nephew again.

He had witnessed the disappearance of this child with his own eyes, and had also received news that he might have gone to another world.Although I firmly believe that this child will never die easily, the anticipation of waiting for him to come back has also turned into a dull sadness when I recall it in the long time.

This nephew he once loved so much...

How much I loved it once, how heavy it is now.

Time is probably the cruelest thing, it can easily erase those feelings to the minimum.After a long and frightening 20 years, Feng really doesn't have any expectations.

But at such a time, the dead child suddenly appeared in a peaceful manner, standing in front of him with a faint smile.

He still has a clear and bright appearance with silver hair and blue eyes, but his expression is more stable and colder than before.If 20 years ago he was a long sword drawn out of its sheath, now he is a great sword hidden in its sheath, restrained but also majestic.

"A bun."

Rin said that to him, and he stiffly handed the bun over.Watching the young man take a bite slowly, there was a hint of nostalgia in his cold expression.

"I want to eat custard buns."

He said it brought back memories of the wind.A long, long time ago, Yun Shou, who was still a teenager, lived in his home and took him out to eat in the wind. The Chinese cuisine was extensive and profound. The child was very happy. , Insatiable, but also somewhat cute.

...That's probably Rin's rare childishness.

Coming from a difficult background, he became a weapon at a young age, he was covered in killings and lost his trace under the curse of the rainbow... How much suffering has this child experienced?

Feng couldn't restrain his emotions suddenly, and jumped onto the stall, and Rin bowed slightly in cooperation, letting the uncle reach out and touch his cheek.

illusion...

"What's wrong with your body?"

I didn't ask where he was, and I didn't blame him for not hearing from him for so many years.Feng only cared about why the child was in such a mess, his whole body was covered with the power of illusion, obviously using illusion to imitate his appearance.

Rin's eyebrows and eyes were soft, and he didn't go into details, but chose to avoid the important ones.

"There was a surprise."

Even if this so-called accident is death...

Feng was dissatisfied with his understatement, but he didn't pursue it.The atmosphere suddenly sank, and then the little baby in the red Tang suit smiled helplessly.

Just like the clouds clearing and the fog clearing, the sunny light slanted down, warm and soft.

"Let's go, uncle invites you to drink tea."

******

The afternoon sun is very good, just right for making tea and drinking tea.

In an ordinary residential house, Feng puts out the tea set, and makes tea skillfully in a leisurely manner, while his nephew and nephew keep their eyes on each other, with a silent expression—Feng feels that Rin has probably experienced a lot in the past 20 years, and those sharp edges and corners in his character , have all been smoothed out.

He put the tea in front of Rin, and the young man began to drink with an elegant gesture, which made Feng laugh.

how familiar...

This ignorant child.

They started chatting casually about topics such as each other's lives.From Feng's place, Lin learned that You Zi was never married, but his adopted son gave birth to a very lovely granddaughter for him, but was snatched by Feng to become his apprentice.

Rin smiled lightly, although he hadn't seen it, but just listening to it... it was very interesting.

Did he miss so much in the past 20 years?

It's just... a little regrettable.

Rin talked about some experiences, his words were simple and straightforward, without too much description.Feng also only knew that he had gone to several worlds, and finally came back with Mare's ring.

Those soul-stirring past events, in his mouth, seemed to be the lives of ordinary people, simply brought them over.

The two chatted happily, and the tea was finished before they knew it.At this time, a small red figure rushed in, and Rin recognized that it was Ippei who had seen at Tsunayoshi Sawada before.

Yiping...You Zi's granddaughter, Feng's disciple.

... The seniority is so chaotic.

But it's not Rin's style to be entangled in these things, he looked at the little girl and then at the uncle, Feng smiled and introduced them.

"Rin, this is Ipping. Ipping, this is Rin, call me Uncle."

It is obvious that Master Shishu was also confused about his seniority for a second, but he quickly made a decision.Yiping stared blankly at this familiar yet unfamiliar young man... He seemed to have seen it before, but he couldn't remember it.

In many cases, children's memory is very poor.

She politely called "Uncle Rin", and Rin nodded.After hesitating for a moment, he took out a small dagger, made of his own bones, Bai Sensen looked vicious at first glance.

Master Shishu has a delicate expression.

"cold……"

"Meet and greet."

Rin said calmly, and handed the dagger to the little girl. The little girl was stronger than her master. She said thank you cheerfully, and then took it to play happily.

Feng has a complicated mood - although he knows that this is one of Rin's abilities, he is still a little uncomfortable.

Rin continued to calmly explain the uncle.

"It doesn't matter, it's just an illusion entity."

It's just that he's used to being transformed into a bone...

Hearing what he said, Feng's expression became more tangled, but after all, he still had a little understanding of the child's character. He probably didn't realize how terrifying the bones were at all.

"Let's change the mimicry, this world... is still peaceful."

He considered his words, and his nephew nodded, obviously listening.There was a subtle feeling of relief, he remembered something, serious.

"By the way, Rin, you haven't gone to see You Zi yet, have you?"

"Well, I just came back yesterday."

So Master Shishu decided to take Rin back to meet people.

...Some things, after all, need some specific people to say, it is better.

Andrea, Cyril, Yana, Viper, and Moira...

Those people and those things made a bend on the lips of the wind and then swallowed them back.He suddenly felt sad, so much sadness, he and You Zi could take a long time to digest and accept, but this child, after the joy of returning, had to experience the loss immediately.

Sitting on the plane back home, he suddenly hoped that it would be better to arrive later for this flight.

******

In Hong Kong, China, former Gabriel Nine Generations Yushou, and now the leader of the underground forces, You Zi, is sitting in his villa at the moment, feeling anxious and dazed.

He received a call from his junior brother, and the message inside made him unbelievable. Did the child who had been away for so many years finally come back?The news was so shocking that he couldn't accept it for a while.

Time passed by, and the special plane from Japan should have arrived.He counted the time and listened to his subordinates' constant reports. From getting off the plane to getting on the car, he could clearly realize from the descriptions of his subordinates that the child really came back.

He can obviously go to the surveillance to confirm, but he has a strange stubbornness: he wants to really see the child instead of using cold surveillance.So silently sat on the soft sofa, waiting for the door to be pushed open.

The subordinates said that Feng and Rin had arrived.

So a few minutes later, the door was pushed open——

The little baby in the red Tang suit has long braids and a gentle smile.And the silver-haired young man behind him is the same as before, with a cold expression, naturally there is an invisible wall separating him from the world.

However, when he saw You Zi, the corners of his lips were raised, and a smile emerged.

Even after 20 years, You Zi doesn't seem to have changed much.Already 50 years old, he still has black sideburns and is a handsome old man full of energy.

Rin felt relieved.

It's great that you're still...

"Grapefruit."

That is a very old title, You Zi couldn't help standing up and hugging Rin, this child is still the same as when he left, which gave You Zi the illusion that time has not passed, but thinking about the changes in these years, he couldn't bear it. Live in sorrow from the heart.

"You brat, where have you been all these years?! I can't find you anywhere, you..." He thumped his disciple's back and scolded loudly.And the child who used to resist when he heard him reprimand didn't make any movement this time, quietly let him beat him, and hugged him back with stiff hands.

The action is really stiff...

You Zi couldn't help laughing, let go of Rin, looked him up and down, and finally sighed, his eyes were clearly full of mourning.

"Forget it, just come back."

Just come back.

Those people who were drinking, playing and making missions together in the past, still laughing and cursing, but they are already a thin piece of paper in memory, yellowed and brittle, and will be easily broken at some point.

You Zi's unsteady mood was naturally noticed, and everyone knew that only she didn't understand the feeling of being really upset.He raised his eyebrows and decided not to circle around with them anymore.

"Where's Andrea? How's she doing?"

The one who opened his mouth was the woman he cared about the most. Once upon a time, that person who was like a sister was his strongest support.Hearing his question, sadness flashed in You Zi's eyes, and he spoke in a low tone, what happened in the past few years.

Two years after Rin left, Andrea died in an assassination attempt.Yana also died because of her child a few years after going to Japan.Cyril had to raise the child and lead Gabriel by herself, which resulted in Dino developing a too gentle character. In order to awaken the child, Cyril had to choose to die under the invasion of the enemy, and then, Dino became the tenth generation of Gabrielone.

These words sound flat, that's because You Zi has been relieved by the influence of time, but that young man has not, his personality is a bit extreme, listening to these words, purple light flickers in the eyes transformed by Ma Lei.

It's only been 20 years...

But how many 20 years are there in life?

For him, is this really just 20 years?

After leaving here, he stayed in the first world for a full 18 years; how many years he lived in the second world, even he himself can't remember clearly, for monsters, time is just a grain of sand between fingers, Passed by inadvertently; as for the third and fourth... Heh, is it really just 20 years?

Maybe it's because the memory is too clear, so this kind of parting, for him, is both long and short.

At this moment, he clearly realized how much things can be changed in 20 years.

Andrea passed away, Yana passed away, and Cyril passed away—the people who surrounded her back then have now left one by one, and there are only a few left.

He not only missed these 20 years, but also missed these important people to him...

Do you regret it?no regrets.

sad?Of course there are.

But so what...even if time is turned back...no, there is no time turnback.

He left the world, wandered around, and finally returned.

That's it.

nothing much to think about...

You Zi looked at his apprentice worriedly, the young man didn't shed tears or other expressions but just sat silently, his expression was as indifferent as before.But You Zi knew what kind of character this child is, and he likes to be bored in any mood, which really worried him.

He looked at Feng, but Feng had no choice but to signal Rin to be quiet for a while.

'Don't worry too much, he's Rin. '

Feng made such a mouth shape, and under the immature appearance was a mature soul. He looked at the senior brother who was a little older than before, and sighed secretly, after all, time is still passing.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, Rin suddenly raised his head, and the red-haired girl rushed in with a joyful smile and threw herself into his arms.

"My lord! You are back!"

Dazzling red hair danced like flames, and those orange eyes seemed to be diluted blood. Under the calmness, there was a tumbling frenzy.

"...Moira?"

He hesitated, but the girl responded cheerfully and knelt down on the ground.

"Moira is late!"

That face full of joy and nervousness is just as in memory, immature and delicate, but with firm eyes, which are eyes that only have experienced vicissitudes of life.

But this 12-year-old appearance... these 20 years, what happened to you, Moira? !

But, never again, seeing you are still better.

Rin pulled the girl up, stroked the girl's hair as in the past, pursed her lips slightly.

"Moira, you're not late."

"Sorry, I'm late."