The days of being in love with facial paralysis

The face that is deeply etched in his memory, the face that will never be forgotten regardless of life or death, now appears in front of him like this.That face seemed to be exactly the same as the one in memory, but it was also a little different.Wrinkles were stained on the originally gorgeous face. She was extremely beauty-loving. In her memory, she had always been meticulous, and there was nothing wrong with her body.Her jet-black hair was also completely white, and she looked like an old man who was very old.

How could this be her?It can't be her!Meng Que stood there in a daze, suddenly a nameless panic welled up in his heart.

The woman was also stunned, she looked at him, she was shocked at first, panicked for only a moment, then calmed down very quickly, her gaze towards Meng Que became complicated.

What should come will always come, and no one can escape.

The moment his eyes met hers, Meng Que knew that he couldn't escape, the truth was so bloody.He walked towards her step by step, walked in front of her, and knelt down.

"Mother..." He called out in a low voice, but his voice was already choked up.

The woman sat there, she seemed to be very calm, without any emotion on her face, but her old hands were already trembling slightly.

Meng Que buried his face between her knees, that breath was too familiar.Many, many years ago, on many summer afternoons, he often leaned against her like this, fell into a deep sleep, and when he woke up again, the sun had already set.The life that I thought I was the most accustomed to, turned out to be so precious later on.

Now it seems to have returned to the original scene, but everything is completely different.

Meng Que opened his eyes wide, and tears kept streaming down his face, as if he was about to shed all the tears in his whole life.Such a proud woman, such a peerless woman, became like this because of him.If not for him, would his parents have separated?Would his father be like that again?This is a happy family, and all the crimes are caused by him.

He doesn't even have the qualifications to die, because his life is bought by so many things, and his life carries too many things.

Her heart throbbed with pain, and finally she couldn't stand it any longer, and called out softly, "Queer."

Meng Que cried even more fiercely, only this voice was exactly the same as in memory.

Yi Guan had already left at some point, and there were only the two of them left in the cave.Meng Que's tears finally dried up, and he stared blankly at her like that.

"It's been so many years in a blink of an eye." She sighed.

"Did mother miss me?" Meng Que asked.

"Pocket treasure, bloody heart." She said.

Meng Que smiled wryly, it was indeed a pain in the ass, he wanted her heart and soul.He looked at the cave, it was very quiet and elegant, but it always lacked a trace of popularity.

"Has mother lived here all this time?"

"It's been many years." She said, "Queer, you shouldn't have come."

"Now that we have seen the truth, how can we live the days of being ignorant?" he said.

She stayed for a while, then muttered again: "You shouldn't know."

"Why not? Nothing has been the same since I died and lived again," he said.

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "It turned out to be so."

Meng Que kept looking at her expression, not letting go of a single bit of it: "It turns out that mother knows."

It turned out that his mother not only gave him a life, but also reborn him once, so did it become like this?It turned out to be so, it turned out to be so.

In the following days, Meng Que settled down and lived in this cave.His mother acquiesced in his behavior.Her life is very boring, and she rarely leaves this cave.No one would have imagined that the strange woman who was famous all over the world in the past is actually living such a life now.

He talks to her, he cooks for her, tells funny things to her.

"I met a chubby little doll on Fengming Mountain." Meng Que said.

"Then what kind of doll is it? I don't know how many years it has lived. It is the ginseng essence from that mountain." She said.

He suddenly realized: "No wonder I always like to drill into the soil."

"That old guy is very funny." She smiled, as if recalling the old days.

"I don't know that there are really spirits and monsters in this world." Meng Que said.

"You live in a world of one person, so you don't need to know these things," she said.

Meng Que tidied up the cave, and she sat there watching, grinding medicine with a pestle in her hand.

"Mother, will you change into your original form?" Meng Que asked.

"Neither human nor demon, I still need some time now." She said, she hesitated for a long time before continuing, "Meng Huo...he..."

"He's living a happy life now," Meng Que said.

Her willow eyebrows were raised up, and her face looked a little angry.In the past few days, she has always been elegant, only this time, she looks like she was when she was young.

"This old guy is dishonest!"

Meng Que took out the medicine pestle in her hand: "Tian Tian holds a wine jar and reads your name."

She poked his head: "Que'er is not good."

"I always feel that something is missing." She said again.

"What's missing?"

"Where's Xiaolan?"

The smile on Meng Que's face suddenly faded.

The name that he had deliberately forgotten appeared in his ears again.He should have known that there was no escape.