moonset

Leng Yiluo saw Yueluo pulling Xuanyuan Qingshi, standing still, staring at this small bungalow in a daze, for some reason, he had an urge to tell.

"I heard from my father that all the arrangements here were arranged by my mother according to the place where they lived, and the swing set was also made by my father according to the one in the original home, but, strangely, they didn't allow me to play. "Leng Yiluo shrugged.

"I, can I sit down?" Yue Luo walked over and stroked the lettering gently.

"Huh?" Leng Yiluo stared at Yueluo for a while, then nodded, not even knowing why. "It's okay, sit down, anyway, my parents haven't come back yet."

"Thank you." Xuanyuan Qingshi nodded to Leng Yiluo, which made the little boy quite embarrassed and even panicked.

"No, you're welcome." Leng Yiluo calmed down, although he knew that he was weird at the moment, but he couldn't get to the bottom of it.

Suppressing some complicated emotions, Yue Luo sat on the swing and closed his eyes. He thought he didn't care about some memories and had forgotten them a long time ago, but he didn't expect that when he thought of them now, those memories still existed, and he could even feel them. Tilt the emotions by then.

Xuanyuan Qingshi stood aside, looking at the young man tenderly, with a glance of ten thousand years, the age of the world.

The swing frame swayed gently, like the ripples of time, connecting the past and the present, perhaps, and the future.

Leng Yiluo looked at this scene, for some reason, he thought it was so beautiful, so beautiful that he wanted to cry.

At this moment, the breeze is just quietly blowing the Buddha, for fear of breaking the beauty of this moment.

"Who are you? Who allows you..." The man's extremely annoyed voice came from outside, and as the volume gradually increased, it indicated that the man was running towards this side, but when he saw the face of the boy on the swing, But he couldn't say a word.

"You, you are..." The woman who followed the man in trembled even more, as if she couldn't even stand still.

"Parents, don't blame him, I let him sit." Leng Yiluo hurried to his parents and explained anxiously.

Yue Luo got down from the swing and walked to Xuanyuan Qingshi's side, without saying a word, the complicated expression just now disappeared.

The few people who were quietly confronting each other were excited and trembling in disbelief on the one hand, and calm and indifferent on the other.The only sounds around are the wind blowing gradually, Leng Yiluo's explanation, and the swing that kept swinging.

In the end, it was Yue Luo who broke the silence of the confrontation: "Long time no see."

As soon as Yue Luo's words came out, Feng Anyao's eyes were full of tears, and they fell desperately.

"You are Luoer, you are Luoer!" She wanted to reach out to hug Yueluo, but she had to give up because of the protective movement of the man next to her, so she held Yueluo's hand tremblingly, as if wanting to hug Yueluo. To confirm this is true in general.

Xuanyuan Qingshi really wanted to slap the woman's hand away, and shouted, since he was so sad, why did he give up in the first place.However, feeling the stiffness of Jiu'er's body, and looking at the unstoppable tears on the woman's face, he shook his head and just hugged Yue Luo tightly to give him strength.

"Mom?" Leng Yiluo at the side was a little surprised, how could his always gentle and melancholy mother be so excited?

Feeling the tears dripping on his hands, it was so hot, as if it was going to burn his heart.And those hands, which were no longer as tender as before but were covered with calluses, Yue Luo forgot to pull them away when she was shocked.

Looking at the woman in front of him, after so many years, Feng Anyao is no longer young.However, Yue Luo was puzzled, when he saw her in the end, she was still very young, but in eight years, why did she become so old?The white hair on the temples, the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes, and the melancholy and sadness that seemed to have been accumulated for a long time in the center of the brows were all far from the lively and gentle woman before.

The traces of the years have been carved so deeply.It turns out that so many years have passed!

"Anyao. Yue, Yueluo, talk to this gentleman. Come in and talk!" Leng Ji was still shocked, and walked over pretending to be calm, holding Feng Anyao's shoulders to calm her down, His eyes were also looking at Yue Luo, with guilt, distress and longing.

Xuanyuan Qingshi glanced at Lengji, nodded lightly, and rubbed Yueluo's hair: "Jiu'er."

When he came back to his senses, Yue Luo pulled out his hand that was tightly held by Feng Anyao, the tears on it made his heart rippling slightly.

Feng Anyao took a deep breath, reluctantly let go of Yue Luo's hand, and was gently embraced by Leng Ting and walked into the house, but those teary eyes kept staring at Yue Luo, as if As if afraid that he would leave.

Leng Yiluo was led by Leng Ji, and the feeling of weirdness in her heart became more and more intense.

"Jiu'er, Daddy is here." Xuanyuan Qingshi knew it, even though Yue Luo never expressed it, even though he never expressed it, the pain and sorrow of being given up by a loved one was in Jiu'er's heart. Wounds that never healed.

"En." After calming down, Yue Luo's face returned to indifference, and he walked in hand in hand with Xuanyuan Qingshi.

"Yi'er, go back to your room and do your homework." Leng Ji patted the child's head, speaking in a non-negotiable tone.

"Oh." Leng Yiluo looked at her own mother, then at Yueluo and the others, and obediently walked upstairs.

"Sit down!" Turning to Yue Luo and Xuanyuan Qingshi, he greeted coldly, but his eyes were fixed on Yue Luo.

Feng Anyao on the side looked at Yue Luo without blinking, wanting to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Leng Ji is still sober at this time, looking at Yue Luo with a trace of suspicion in his eyes, after all, Yue Luo didn't see him when he was 11 years old, and it has been 13 years now, but the person in front of him still looks like a teenager, how can he Don't make him feel weird!

However, there is also a voice in my heart saying that this is Yue Luo, their child.

"Luo'er, how are you doing? Where have you been all these years?" Feng Anyao wiped away his tears, looking at Yueluo with red eyes, his face that had experienced the vicissitudes of time was full of smiles and joy.

Although she didn't know why Yue Luo was alive, it was good to be alive.

"Very good." But for so many years, he had a really good life, especially when he met his father.

Yue Luo's voice was faint, but he really didn't know what kind of mood he was in at the moment.

Seeing Feng Anyao and Leng Ji again, thinking of everything in the past, most of them have been blurred.

However, when he was sick, the warmth of the two of them taking care of him without sleep was still there; when he was frowning, Feng Anyao's chattering voice to make him happy seemed to be echoing; he still remembered the first time he sat on the swing that Leng Zhe made for him Up, the whistling wind;  …

All of this just made his heart feel a little bit of continuous pain.

"Jiuer." Kissing Yueluo's hair, Xuanyuan Qingshi told him that he was here.

Yue Luo was startled, then looked up at Xuanyuan Qingshi, the man's gaze was fixed on him tenderly from beginning to end, Yue Luo's heart calmed down instantly, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

When Leng Ji and Feng Anyao saw their actions, shock flashed across their eyes, and then they looked at Xuanyuan Qingshi angrily.

Xuanyuan Qingshi didn't feel anything about the eyes of these two people, he didn't look at them at all.To this Lengji and Feng Anyao, from his anger at the beginning, he now feels that they are hypocritical and cowardly.

If he really cared about Jiu'er and loved Jiu'er, why did he abandon him in the first place?Does regret work?Even if the next child is named "Leng Yiluo", what can it make up for?What Jiu'er endured in Leng's house, can these make up for it?impossible!

"I don't like the way you look at him." Yue Luo's voice was still calm, but at the moment it was icy cold.

"He is the most important person in my life, in my next life, and in every lifetime."

"Yue Luo..." Leng Ji frowned, but couldn't say anything.

"Luo'er, are you blaming us?" Feng Anyao kept watching Yue Luo, and naturally saw the incomprehension and sadness hidden in Yue Luo's eyes.

At this moment, seeing their children being so indifferent to them because of another man, I feel indescribably sad and wronged.

"The past is in the past." Yue Luo shook her head and smiled indifferently, but the smile didn't reach her eyes, and she was self-deprecating.

So you don't care anymore?Is our blood relationship completely broken?They experienced life and death so thoroughly.Leng Ji and Feng Anyao felt suffocated, and their eyes were covered with gray.

"However, you still owe my Jiu'er an explanation." Xuanyuan Qingshi looked at the two of them coldly, his double pupils were dark and inexplicably deep. "I want to know, why did you let Jiu'er be hurt by the Leng family?"

"Daddy." Yue Luo called in a low voice, unable to hide the joy in his heart, Royal Father, perhaps understands his deepest thoughts better than him.

"Indeed, we need an explanation and your understanding." Leng Ji sighed, at this moment, he had no doubt that the boy in front of him was indeed that boy.Even though the age is wrong, but he is sure.

Holding the pale Feng Anyao in his arms, regret and shame appeared on Lengji's face, his eyes drifted away, as if he was reminiscing about something.

"At the beginning, when Yue Luo was 11 years old, the power in his body was getting stronger and stronger, and he was almost unable to suppress it, so An Yaolai and I left home to find a senior hermit to see if we could find a way to restrain the power in Yue Luo's body. It’s just that we found a way, but when we went back, we found that the house had been burned to ashes, and Yue Luo had also disappeared.”

"Didn't you go look for him?" Xuanyuan Qingshi was very angry.

"Of course I did, how could I not go, that is our child! Our most important child!" Feng Anyao retorted loudly. "However, we searched many places, but found nothing, and there is no sign of Luo'er anywhere."

"Later, we faintly felt that something was wrong, and went home to look again, and found that the fire that burned down the house was unusual. After thinking about it, only the ability of the Leng family can cause such an effect. I really didn't expect that we As hidden as it was, it was still found by the Leng family."

"Ji and I didn't think about anything at the time. We only had one thought, which was to go to Leng's house and bring that child back. If that child was indeed taken back by Leng's family, we couldn't imagine how harshly he would be treated. "Feng Anyao choked up.

"And then!" Xuanyuan Qingshi put his arms around Yueluo, his tone was not as indifferent as before, maybe it wasn't what they thought.

"The Leng family naturally denied it. We fought with them, and were wounded by the ancestors of the Leng family in the end. Ji could no longer use his abilities. We were kicked out of the Leng family and out of City C. For a while, all thoughts were lost." Feng Anyao looked at Yueluo, tears streaming down again.

Yue Luo's body trembled a little, so there was such a thing, he didn't know, he didn't know.

"Without the power, I couldn't defeat Leng's family, and couldn't save my own children. As a man, I still had a wife to take care of the family. During that time, I really didn't know why I was still alive." Leng Ji looked sad, turning his face Buried in his hands, his shoulders trembled uncontrollably.

"The ancestors of the Leng family were too aggressive, so that I gradually recovered after three years of raising them, but after I recovered, I could no longer use my abilities. Blocked by the forces of the Leng family and the Feng family, we even I can’t even go back, and there’s nothing I can do to get close to that child.”

Yue Luo looked at the cold trace, the man's face was also old, and his hair was also a little gray, just now he seemed to notice that his legs were a little unstable.Looking at Feng Anyao again, the indifferent expression on Yue Luo's face could no longer be maintained, her nose was a little blocked, and her eyes seemed a little hazy.

Xuanyuan Qingshi patted Yueluo's back, it turned out that it was like this.

"Two years later, something happened to the Leng family and the Feng family. Their strength was greatly affected, and they could no longer control us. We escaped their surveillance and finally returned to City C. But, what can we do?" Sneaky self-deprecating smile.

"We have become ordinary people and have no power. How can we fight the Leng family? And Yi'er, that one-year-old child, how can we let him go?" , Laughing desperately, laughing maniacally.

Raising his head, the man's eyes were full of tears. This man who has always been tough and stern, like a mountain, looked at the moon and said with a choked tone: "After that, that boy Leng Han found us and told us that you left, you died."

"Woooo..." Feng Anyao couldn't hold back anymore, threw herself into Lengji's arms, and burst into tears. So many years of self-blame, so many years of guilt, so many years of despair and sadness finally broke out.

Yue Luo covered her mouth, turned her head, and buried her head in Xuanyuan Qingshi's arms, tears streaming down her face involuntarily.Is it so?Yue Luo listened to the beating of the heart nearby and the crying next to her, she felt so much regret and sadness in her heart, she was relieved!

Xuanyuan Qingshi didn't pay attention to Leng Ji and Feng Anyao just now, and now he took a closer look and found that there were indeed countless hidden wounds in their bodies. These wounds made them what they are now, and if they were left alone, They won't live long.

Sighed in relief, cry Jiuer, they didn't give up on you!They have reasons!