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To this day, Lu Wangyuan can still clearly remember that rainy night nine years ago.

The sky seems to have leaked.

Weeping, mourning.

Inside the house was peaceful.

He and Xiao Beiwei spelled Lego together, but they had already spelled it wrong, but Xiao Bei didn't realize it, and he was still playing hard.

He didn't bother to correct it, and simply added to the mistakes, making the shape even more outrageous, so that a good sports car was transformed into a distorted mecha by them.

Xiaobei was very satisfied, hugged his head, and said that when Uncle Yichuan came back next month, he would give this to him to play with.

He was almost suffocated by Xiaobei's round and soft stomach, but he didn't move, he sat quietly and was rubbed back and forth, his eyes were full of anticipation.

In my memory, Dad likes to laugh very much, and likes to take him and Xiaobei to play far away from home.

He often forgot to eat when he was having fun, he was really hungry, so he sat around with him and Xiaobei and stared at each other, feeling sluggish and saying that he missed Brother Hong.

Father will appear soon at this time, and somehow he found the three of them in the deep alley with many twists and turns. Go to the end of the alley and stay out of their sight for a while.

Soon they will be back again.

This time, my father will take out another more substantial incubator in the car, and take out five or six dishes for him in succession.

Xu Shi was too hungry, Dad leaned on the seat and lazily said that he had no strength, then opened his mouth and waited for his father to feed him.

The father never hesitated to feed him in front of him and Xiao Bei.

These memories are far away, and he can't remember the specific details clearly.

At that time, he only knew that his father and father were very busy with work, and they only came back to see him once a year, staying for seven days at a time. Once the time passed, they would disappear when they woke up in the morning, and they would be gone next year when they saw each other again.

This realization continued until that night.

Xiaobei was hopping around the room with a twisted mech. Aunt Jiang suddenly opened the door, staggered to him, pressed the phone tightly to his ear with red eyes, and before he could react, he heard the voice of his father on the other end of the phone. Intermittent and trembling voice.

"Xiaoyuan, I'm sorry, Dad loves you, Hong, Brother Hong loves you too..."

The signal was dropped and the call was forced to end.

Although he didn't say anything on the phone, he knew at that time that his father and father might never come back.

Fear like never before took over him, desperate to hold them.

Regardless of Aunt Jiang's obstruction, he rushed into the rainy night, wanting to see them one last time.

He didn't know where to meet them, he just ran forward.

Uncle Fu was not at home, and Aunt Jiang was just pregnant at that time, and unfortunately miscarried halfway after chasing him, but he didn't know, he was full of one thought.

Take another look at them.

The cold wind howled in the late autumn night, and his body was hit by the raindrops as fine as steel needles. At that time, Xiao Bei had been following him. No matter how long he ran, Xiao Bei ran.

Until he was physically exhausted and unable to move, he fell into the ditch that could almost drown him.

In the end, it was Xiaobei who dragged him up with all his might.

At that time they were all exhausted, he opened his eyes blankly, even if the rain fell into his eyes, he would not blink, as if frozen by something, lying on the ground constantly washed by the cold rain, staring blankly at the dark night sky.

Xiaobei took off his coat and tried to cover him from the rain, but the rain was too heavy to be of any use. Xiaobei lay on top of him, hugged his head like he had just put together Lego, and whispered to him in a shivering voice. One sentence kept repeating in my ear:

Brother is here, don't be afraid...

They had been drenched all night in raging rain.

Aunt Jiang had a miscarriage and fainted. Fortunately, she was sent to the hospital in time by kind people. She sent someone to find them as soon as she woke up.

When Uncle Fu got the news, he searched around with the police until the dawn was faint and the rainy night was coming to an end, and he found them hugging each other and both fainted in an alley.

Aunt Jiang had a miscarriage, and Xiao Bei had a high fever. Two of the three members of the Fu family were admitted to the hospital because of him.

At that moment, he finally realized what he had done.

No one blamed him, but he could no longer forgive himself.

When the matter subsided, Aunt Jiang hugged him and confessed to his father and his work.

Soon, the TV news also reported:

——The southern military region was suddenly attacked by the enemy, with a total of 273 casualties. Commander Lu Hong and Major General Xuan Yichuan died heroically, with no bones left.

Today, under the tombstone on the top of Lingshan Mountain, what is buried is not their ashes, but two sets of old military uniforms sent back by the military region after the war.

Recalling this, Lu Wangyuan's eyelashes trembled.

Nine years have passed since this difficult time. In fact, time has already filtered those sorrows, leaving only a few faint thoughts.

However, as long as he stood in front of this tombstone, he would still involuntarily recall everything about that rainy night.

The hasty and short farewell on the phone, Aunt Jiang's lost child, Fu Chengbei's body temperature lying on his body, and the trembling words in his ear "Brother is here, don't be afraid".

All orphans in this world can recognize Aunt Jiang as their mother, but he is not worthy.

That child was lost because of him, and he couldn't do it.

This is the reason why he couldn't agree to Aunt Jiang's household registration with Fu's family before he was 13 years old.

After the differentiation at the age of 13, when he felt the pheromone for the first time and felt the longing in his heart, since then, there was one more reason why he couldn't recognize Aunt Jiang as a mother.

"Do you want to hug me?"

A familiar voice interrupted his thoughts.

He blinked, turned his head to look, and saw Fu Chengbei's well-defined face under the dark sky, which gradually overlapped with the rain-drenched face nine years ago.

Fu Chengbei waited for a while, seeing that Lu Wangyuan was staring at him without any response, he couldn't help but frowned and repeated: "I'm asking you something, do you want to hug him or not?"

This expression of being impatient but having to be patient.

The corners of Lu Wangyuan's lips raised half a point.

He let out a breath but didn't answer. He looked up at the sky and saw that it was getting dark. He bent down and picked up the bag on the ground, and said, "Go down the mountain, it's getting late, Uncle Xu should be in a hurry."

After all, he lifted his legs in the direction of going down the mountain.

Fu Chengbei was taken aback for a moment, and secretly heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that Lu Wangyuan looked like a normal person.

He didn't show it on the face, he followed up and raised his voice, and bumped Xia Lu Wangyuan's shoulder: "No hug? If you miss it, it's gone. The sum is clear."

Lu Wangyuan looked at the overgrown road in front of him: "Then save it first."

"How do you store this?" Fu Chengbei paused for two seconds, and then said, "The shelf life is not long."

Let's save one for a certain dog, in case it is really used someday.

Lu Wangyuan asked, "How long?"

After pondering for a while, Fu Chengbei said vaguely, "If you think it's expired, don't ask for it anymore."

Lu Wangyuan smiled lowly: "Okay."

The night wind in the mountains is very cool.

A gust of wind blew, and the two bouquets of petals beside the tombstone moved with the wind. The scent of Strelitzia and rose mixed together, together with the moisture in the air, was carried by the wind and sent to Fu Chengbei's breath.

He took a long breath of the fragrance of flowers, and his eyes suddenly lit up: "By the way, remember to remind me to go to the flower shop when I go down the mountain later."

Lu Wangyuan paused: "What are you doing at the flower shop?"

Fu Chengbei stretched his waist, and stretched his muscles and bones that had just stood still: "Get some seeds."

"What kind of seed?"

Fu Chengbei: "White hyacinth, it's already the end of October, if you don't plant it, it will be too late."

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