return to peace

Wen Lin knew he was dreaming, but he couldn't wake up.

Red maples were flying all over the sky, and the bells jingled from nowhere. He saw a blurry figure in front of him, with a blue hair tied by a green hairpin, and white clothes curled up.

Mother, his intuition told him that this was his mother, the one he had only seen in portraits.

"Mother!" He hurriedly chased after him, but he couldn't catch up, "Mother, wait for me!" Suddenly, he tripped over something and fell to the ground. Tears welled up in his eyes without warning. Walking away from the back, weeping uncontrollably: "Mother, mother! Why did you abandon me, mother! Why...".He cried so sadly, feeling that the loneliness and helplessness of the whole world were all on his shoulders.The whole world was blurred with tears.

A pair of hands lifted him up, clanging forcefully, he was out of breath from crying, raised his hazy tearful eyes, and saw Ji Futian.The grievance in his heart broke the embankment, he hugged Ji Futian's waist, tightly refusing to let go. "Uncle Ji, Uncle Ji!" He regarded him as a driftwood to rescue him from the sea of ​​suffering.

Ji Futian stroked his head, and said softly: "A Lin, I will come back when the winter plum blooms next year."

At the same time, Ji Futian's body melted completely and turned into fly ash. "No, no, no!" Wen Lin shook his head desperately, almost collapsed in despair, but he still couldn't stop Ji Futian from being wiped out.

Looking at the empty hands, Wen Lin couldn't cry, but the tears were like flowing water breaking a bank.Someone tugged at his sleeve, he turned his head and saw little Ji Fan.

"Xiao Fan!" He squatted down and hugged Ji Fan tightly. "Brother." Ji Fan's waxy voice was in his ears, and the faint milky fragrance from Ji Fan's body was on the tip of his nose.He was relieved.

"Brother, why did you abandon me?"Ji Fan said aggrievedly.

"I don't, I'm here." Wen Lin gestured as he grabbed his hand.

But Ji Fan didn't seem to see him, and kept repeating "Brother, why did you abandon me. Brother, why did you abandon me." The voice became louder and louder.

The loud voice almost pierced Wen Lin's eardrums, he covered his ears in pain, and shook his head desperately, "I don't, I don't, I don't!"

For a moment, everything was silent, and all sounds disappeared.He put down his hand and looked around blankly, with wet tears on his face.Surrounded by a sea of ​​flames, Ghost Sword, Qin Jiu, Uncle Tao, Ji Fan, Ji Futian and countless strangers struggled in the sea of ​​flames, and the fire gradually devoured them one by one.

However, without any sound, without any breath, he was like an outsider watching a silent play.He knew it was fake, but he couldn't control his heartache.

He seemed to have been sucked out of all his strength. He fell backwards, feeling that he had fallen into a cliff. The gust of wind whizzed by his ears, and a figure appeared above him, watching him fall indifferently.From childhood to adulthood, he was as indifferent as ever.It was his father, the father he loved and respected.

He stretched out his hand, hoping that Wen Ruyu could give him a hand, "Daddy, save me"!he begged.

But Wen Ruyu didn't do anything, he just looked at him coldly and fell into the abyss.

The heart is ashamed.

Ice-cold water poured in from all directions, filling the facial features, suffocating pain, and freezing to the bone.So be it, let yourself sink into the dark.

Wen Lin's consciousness suddenly became clear, and he felt that his whole body was in great pain, and his eyelids seemed to weigh a thousand catties, as if they were nailed to a board, and he couldn't move at all.He heard someone's voice coming indistinctly, but he couldn't open his eyes, as if this body was not his own.

"It's been half a month and I haven't woken up, so I won't die." He heard a deep voice jokingly said.

"Have you ever seen a dead person who is still breathing?" Another cold voice seemed a little helpless.

The man seemed a little dissatisfied, and said something in a low voice.Wen Lin couldn't hear clearly. Suddenly, he fell down, his consciousness sank, and he passed out again.

With a sword on his body, he fell off the cliff.The moment the body was suspended in the air, fear occupied the entire atrium.

Wen Lin woke up suddenly, his whole body was stiff, and he was still terrified, just in time to meet a pair of big black eyes.

"Ah!" The child backed away, frightened.He was stunned for a moment, and immediately reacted, stomping and running out, shouting as he ran: "Big brother is awake, hurry to find father."

The huge palace was empty except for Wen Lin. Only then did Wen Lin recover from the nightmare. He felt that his body was covered in cold sweat.His neck, hands, and feet were all bound with splints, and he couldn't move at all, and his whole body was screaming with pain.He closed his eyes, memories flooding back.

There was a commotion at the entrance of the hall, and I saw a mighty man leading a group of people in. Seeing him open his eyes, his brows were brimming with joy: "My boy, he fell off the cliff and drowned, and he didn't die. There will be great blessings in the future." Ah ha ha."

Hearing the voice, Wen Lin knew that he was the one who rescued him when he was unconscious.

The imperial doctors came forward to examine him.The child who was eye to eye with him just now was lying on his bedside, looking at him curiously.

The majestic palace, the father, the child in fine clothes, the imperial doctor, he knew where he was without even thinking about it.

In today's world, apart from the Chen country, there is also a Xiliang country. The two countries are opposed to each other.According to historical records, during Chen Gaozong's period, because he loved the second prince, he wanted to abolish the eldest son inheritance system, but in the end he failed. In desperation, he had no choice but to seal the second son to Xiliang, a military important place, hoping to keep the second son safe after his death.Later, Chen Gaozong's eldest son succeeded to the throne, and was called "Xianzong" in history. Xianzong was jealous of his second brother, pretentious, and regardless of opposition, he resolutely wanted to take back the military power and get rid of the King of Xiliang.The king of Xiliang sent his troops to the north, and Xianzong retreated steadily. Because of his father's kindness, he took the Cangjiang River as the boundary and ruled with Xianzong. , Nearly a hundred years later, the two countries confronted each other.But as the saying goes, "one mountain cannot accommodate two tigers", sooner or later, the balance will be broken, the smoke will be ignited, and the country will be unified again.

Wen Lin remembered what Tang and Song had told him, and knew that he was in the Xiliang Palace.The person who saved him must be Chu Huaimin, king of Xiliang.

Chu Huaimin treated him very well, and the imperial doctor was on standby. Gradually, Wen Lin's health improved.During the period, Chu Huaimin asked him about his identity, but he pretended to have amnesia and didn't know anything about it.The imperial doctor explained that falling from a height may indeed cause amnesia, so Chu Huaimin did not pursue it particularly.

During this period of physical recovery, Wen Lin also met Si Ran, the national teacher of Xiliang. When he saw him for the first time, Wen Lin had to admit that he had never seen such a beautiful man. With blue jade on his forehead, his face is shining brightly.He knew he was the owner of that cold voice.It is said that when he was washed to the downstream bank by the current, he happened to meet Chu Huaimin and Si Ran who were traveling in Chen Country. Chu Huaimin didn't want to be troublesome, but Si Ran insisted on it. For this, Wen Lin was very grateful to him.

Chu Huaimin and Si Ran didn't come to see him often due to their busy schedules, but Chu Huaimin's only son clings to him every day.It was only later that Wen Lin found out that the child in brocade clothes was Chu Zexi, the prince of Xiliang Kingdom.He looks like four or five years old, whenever he sees him, Wen Lin will think of Ji Fan.

He resented Wen Ruyu for not caring about his life and death, and was even a little jealous of Ji Fan. He couldn't get over that hurdle in his heart, but whenever he saw Chu Zexi, Ji Fan would call "brother" in his ears.

Dreaming back at midnight, the past seems like yesterday, but he knows that he can never go back.