The next morning.

In the summer, I got on a train to Izumi.

The train rumbled, and the scenery outside the window quickly receded, connecting in a straight line.

Looking at the scenery outside the window, Summer's face was expressionless, her eyes were slightly dilated, and she didn't know what she was thinking.

Yesterday something strange happened to him.

I met an old man who looked exactly like his master.

And the other party was tricked.

Since then, a series of incomprehensible things have happened.

on this.

Although there are many doubts in the summer.

But that's about it.

He had more important things to do.

Before the Guardian Alliance starts, go back to your hometown to pay respects to the old guy.

Along the way, nothing special happened.

At one o'clock in the afternoon, he walked out of the train station, hailed a taxi, and went straight to Wangjiazhuang in Xinjie Township.

The road from the urban area to Xinjie Township is very stable.

However, the 12-mile road to Wangjiazhuang is all rugged sand and dirt roads, and the bumps and narrows are uneven, and the taxi drives very slowly.

It wasn't until four o'clock in the afternoon that I arrived at Muwangjiazhuang.

Wangjiazhuang is a very ordinary small village.

It is sparsely populated, and most of the houses are old-fashioned and dilapidated.

Most of the young people are not in the village, and as long as they have a little ability, they will also move to the township.

His arrival did not go unnoticed.

Except for the occasional sight of a few old people basking in the sun on the road, and a group of seven or eight-year-old dolls bouncing glass balls on top of the cave, there were few idlers.

He walked all the way, crossed a wooden bridge about 30 meters long, and came to the west of the river.

Finally stop at the foot of a low mountain.

Soon to the top of the mountain.

In the distance, I saw a dilapidated yard enclosed by a wooden fence.

In the courtyard are three small cabins that are not very large.

Furthermore.

On the right side of the courtyard, there is also a lone grave.

It was winter, and the surroundings were full of yellow weeds, but only a cypress tree that was not thick, nor tall stood quietly by the grave.

Looking at the lonely grave, Summer had mixed feelings, and turned around and walked towards the dilapidated small courtyard.

A moment later.

He walked out with a few rusty tools.

Shovels, hoes and brooms.

Next.

As he had done in previous years, he began to clean inside and out.

The weeds inside and outside the house, inside and outside the yard, and near the grave are his targets.

Summer is not in a hurry at all.

Very carefully and very seriously.

It was a full three hours before it stopped, and it was now half past seven in the evening.

Then he went to the neighborhood to fetch some firewood and went back to the house to make a fire and cook.

The Supreme Ring has a storage function, so you have to prepare it before you come.

And the cooking cooked in the summer is also very ordinary, that is, hand-rolled noodles.

When it was done, he came to the grave with two bowls of hand-rolled noodles.

He put one of the bowls on the ground, then inserted incense, poured wine, burned paper, and kowtowed three more times.

Only then did he pick up his bowl of noodles and start eating.

Eat without saying anything.

This is the rule that the old guy has set since childhood.

When he had finished eating, he burped, lit two more cigarettes, and stuck one of them upside down in the grave.

"I'm back to see you, old fellow. ”

Summer took a sharp puff of cigarette and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke that obscured his face.

"Since I left last time, a lot of things have happened, don't worry, I'll tell you slowly......" Summer's tone was full of leisure, and she seemed to be in a relaxed mood.

It's truly relaxing.

It is like a confused child lost in the desert who suddenly sees his relatives, or like a wanderer who has been away from home for many years, returning with scars and exhaustion after many years.

He kept talking, as if he was pouring out his heart to his relatives who had suddenly met.

"I've avenged you and your comrades, you should be blind now......" Summer looked at the tombstone with a smile, but there were tears in her eyes.

In front of the old guys, he will always be a child.

It is only in front of the old guy that he will reveal his true temperament.

He silently took out the letter that the old guy had left for him eight years later.

Open it and read it over and over again.

"Xiaotian, it is my final decision to let you go to school in other places, forgive the master for being harsh to you, but life is like this, every young eagle will have a process of spreading its wings and flying high, and it is also an inevitable experience...... Let you leave alone, I didn't even go to the station to see you off, but wrote this letter, I don't know when, you will see this letter, maybe when I think it's okay, I will hand it to you personally, maybe many years after my death, it will be told to you by Xiaoxue, but no matter what, I am very happy that you can finally see this letter, because, now you are already a responsible man......" "Remember what I said?

A responsible man should be open-minded, profound, and open-minded, and never be blinded by hatred. ”

"Here, the master wants to apologize to you, because there is one thing that I have been hiding from you, and that is the matter of your parents, child, promise me that no matter what you will see next, you must not resent your parents!"

Tears.

In the memory, it is like a flood that has opened the floodgates, and it can no longer be stopped.

"Master, I miss you so much......" Summer whimpered, like a wounded beast, crying loudly.

In people's perceptions, men are born a mountain, thick, strong and forgiving.

In the eyes of many people, a man like Summer is like steel, with supreme perseverance, and buries all the pain in his heart.

No matter how much hurt and grievances he suffered, he always kept silent, fell from where, gritted his teeth and got up to move on.

But at this moment.

This man with a heart as hard as iron, cold and arrogant, cried like a child.

But he doesn't need to be comforted, he doesn't need to be pitied, and he doesn't need to be seen.

That's who he is.

Summer.

The night is getting darker.

Summer sat quietly in front of the grave until dawn, and he didn't even move.

And for the next three days, he stayed here.

Nothing was done, nothing was done.

It's like when I was a kid, I got up at 4 a.m. and practiced until 6 a.m., and then I started cooking and eating.

After eating, take a walk around the nearby hill and come back in the evening.

Cycle.

Evening of the third day.

When Summer returned with a bamboo basket on his back and a small hoe in his hand, he saw a figure standing in front of the old man's grave in the distance.

It's King's Landing.

Seeing him, Summer's eyes narrowed into a slit, and the spin returned to normal.

What should come, will come.

The mood in the summer was calm and there was never any luck.

He still didn't allow himself to walk.

Soon came to the front, standing side by side with King's Landing.

"Your master is also a character. ”

King's Landing's long black hair danced in the wind, and his gaze fell on the tombstone, "His strength is not very good, but he has cultivated you into a talent." ”

"Do you know my master?"

Summer was also looking at the tombstone and said lightly.

"Of course I do. ”

Jun Lin put his hands behind his back, didn't look at Summer, and said, "His name is Chu Tianya, Chu Shanhe's twin brother. ”

Swish.

Hearing this, Summer was immediately stunned.

The pupils in his eyes shrank a few times.