“...... Dad shouldn't have doubted you, shouldn't have beaten you. ”

Under the eaves, by the steps,

The middle-aged man stood up, his eyes were red, and he stretched out his hand to hug the little boy, but his hand was halfway raised and put it down again, just blaming himself, and said to the boy in pain,

“...... Xiaomu, Dad is sorry for you, Dad is wrong...... Wrong. ”

The middle-aged man felt guilty and blamed himself, and tears kept pouring out of his red eyes.

“...... Why did you wronged me, why did you beat me......"

The little boy became more and more aggrieved, crying, wiping his tears with his hands, and shouting to his father with a crying voice,

“...... It's Dad who is wrong, Dad didn't believe you, but believed someone else......"

“...... Why have you wronged me, and why have you ......?"

Although the little boy became more and more aggrieved, he still repeated the previous words repeatedly,

Even immersed in grief, the middle-aged man gradually realized that something was wrong, turned his head, and looked at Lian Ge in the courtyard.

......

"Your son is dead. ”

Looking at the middle-aged man, Lian Ge took a sip of the water in the bowl, and said in a calm tone,

“...... What is in front of you now is nothing more than his crippled soul, and he can only repeat the process before death repeatedly, experiencing the pain before death over and over again, and repeating the cycle. ”

Listening to Lian Ge's words, the middle-aged man turned his head and looked at his own son, his eyes became redder.

“...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Dad was wrong, Dad was wrong......" The middle-aged man looked at his son, his mouth opened, and he wanted to say something, but after all, he could only blame himself and apologize over and over again,

......

"Little brother...... Sir, sir, can you please ...... You are merciful, sir, can you save my son so that he will not have to suffer so much, sir, please, please......"

The middle-aged man turned around, bent over, looked at Lian Ge, pleaded, and was about to kneel down towards Lian Ge as he spoke.

Holding the water bowl and looking at the middle-aged man, Lian Ge didn't stop it, just turned his eyes and looked at the other side of the courtyard,

“...... Sir, save him, save him......"

The middle-aged man pleaded, knelt aside, and kowtowed to Lian Ge,

“...... Please, sir, please......"

As he spoke, the man was about to kowtow to Lian Ge again.

Glancing at the middle-aged man, Lian Singer waved, and his head failed to knock down again.

"Get up. ”

"Sir......" The middle-aged man heard the voice, looked at Lian Ge, pleaded with his eyes, hesitated, and stood up again from the ground.

“...... The missing soul of your son is also in the courtyard, look back. ”

Retracting his gaze, Lian Ge cast his gaze to the other side of the courtyard,

When the middle-aged man heard Lian Ge's words, he also turned around suddenly, followed Lian Ge's line of sight, and looked towards that place.

I saw that by the courtyard covered with corn cobs, there was a small stool,

On that little stool sat another figure of the little boy,

His eyes were confused, his expression was confused, he looked at the corn in front of him in a daze, and slowly stretched out his hand from time to time, as if he wanted to pick one up, but his hand could only pass through the corn.

“...... Xiao Mu ...... "Looking at the figure on the small stool, the middle-aged man looked a little pained, his eyes were red, and he called,

The figure sitting on the small stool, hearing the call of the middle-aged man, paused, a little confused, turned his head, and glanced at the middle-aged man, but then, he lowered his head again, as before, and looked at the corn in the yard in front of him in a daze,

“...... That day, that day was the same, he sat in the yard and accompanied me to peel the buds...... I'm ......" the middle-aged man said, unable to say any more, just turned his head and looked at Lian Ge,

"Mr. ......"

The middle-aged man looked at Lian Ge, pleaded, and shouted.

Looking at the middle-aged man, Lian Ge retracted his gaze and looked at both sides of the courtyard, a confused little boy, an excited, aggrieved, and crying little boy,

"Edict, the soul and body are one!"

Driven by mana, with a wave of his hand,

In an instant, the soul on the stool flashed and shot towards the aggrieved figure on the side.

The three souls and seven spirits merged again, and the aggrieved little boy first stopped crying,

Immediately afterwards, he slowly turned around, raised his head, and looked at his father, his eyes were full of grievances and sadness, but he gritted his teeth, pretended to be strong, and his face was still a little stubborn.

“...... Daddy......"

Eventually, however, the boy cried out to his father.

“...... Eh, Daddy is here, Xiaomu, Daddy is here. ”

The middle-aged man who was nervous, looking at his son, listened to his son's crying voice, his eyes turned red in an instant, he took two steps and squatted down in front of his son,

“...... Dad, why did you wronged me, I told you everything, I didn't take it, I didn't take other people's things. ”

Looking at his father, the little boy continued to talk with a crying voice, tears welling up from his eyes, flowing down his cheeks, dripping on the ground, turning into yin qi and disappearing,

“...... I know, Dad knows, Xiaomu, you didn't take it, it was me who was wrong, it was Dad who was wrong, Dad was sorry for you, Dad didn't know anything, so he wronged you. ”

“...... You've always told me not to lie, I never have, never lied, not this time, but why don't you believe me. ”

The little boy cried, aggrieved, and said,

“...... It's Dad who is wrong, Dad shouldn't believe you and beat you......" The middle-aged man blamed himself and apologized,

"Dad is useless, Dad is useless...... middle-aged man's eyes were red,

......

“...... Little Wood, Little Wood ......"

At this moment, the woman who had stepped out of the courtyard walked back again, Lian Ge glanced at it, and then drove her mana and applied a spell to it.

In an instant, the woman noticed the familiar figure in front of the man,

The woman's eyes instantly turned red, and she staggered, not caring about the others, and ran towards the little boy.

“...... Mom. ”

The little boy turned his head, looked at the woman, and cried out to the woman,

"Eh, Ogue...... Little Wood ......"

In response, the woman squatted down in front of the little boy, looked at the little boy with red eyes, and called his name over and over again,

Stretching out her hand, the woman wanted to hug the little boy, but her hand only passed directly through it and failed to touch the little boy.

"Little Wood ......"

The woman reacted instantly, but withdrew her hand, her eyes were red and she shouted at her son again,

"Xiaomu, mom is sorry for you, sorry for you......" The woman's eyes were red, and she withdrew her hand, although it was cold to the bone, she still hugged her son,

"Mother......" the little boy cried out to his mother again,

“...... Eh, Kogi...... It's all because your mother didn't stop your dad and couldn't catch up with you, otherwise, you wouldn't have been, and you wouldn't have ......."

Her eyes were red, and the woman couldn't say any more, but turned her head and looked at her husband,

The middle-aged man looked at his wife and children, his face was painful and guilty, and he stretched out his hand to hug his wife.

“...... The surname Du, don't come here, if it weren't for you, if it wasn't for you, it wouldn't be ......"

The woman hugged the little boy in her arms, looked at the middle-aged man next to her, and cried out,

The middle-aged man's outstretched hand paused, looked at his wife, and blamed himself even more.

“...... It's okay, Mom, Daddy He has apologized, he has apologized......" The little boy looked at his father and then at his mother, wiped his tears and said,

Hearing this, the woman turned her head and didn't say anything to the middle-aged man, just looked at her son, tears streaming from her red eyes,

The middle-aged man also stretched out his hand, hugged his wife, hugged his child weakly, lowered his head, and was in pain,

“...... I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... Daddy was wrong, wrong......"