The closer she got to her hometown, the calmer An Yunuo's heart became, and last night she recalled the past, so uncomfortable that she almost couldn't sleep.

I don't know if all the grievances dried up with tears last night, but today, when she saw the towering tree at the head of the village, her heart was like water.

Without hatred for her uncle's family, and as if she had forgotten the harsh treatment of everyone here towards her, she was like a passing traveler.

Even if she could tell who lived in any house and what those people had done to her, her heart would not fluctuate in the slightest.

Maybe that's the real letting go.

Over the years, she has not cared much about the development of her hometown, but occasionally sees on TV that the current new countryside is developing very well, and she will rarely think of the village that brought her a difficult childhood.

This village is not far from the town, and it is only half an hour's drive away, but it is obvious that this village has been forgotten by people in the process of reform and opening up.

The whole village was in a semi-deserted state, and as far as the eye could see, there were no grass but ruins.

Those once glorious families have disappeared at this moment, and those courtyards that she didn't dare to look up to when she was a child are also covered with thick dust at this time.

It is precisely because this place has not been renovated that after all these years, she can still remember the name of the previous resident, whether they had children, and whether they were classmates with her.

It carries too many of her memories, and these are all buried by the dust of history.

The road in the village was not repaired, so they had to park their car under the big tree at the entrance of the village.

It used to be full of women who didn't have to worry about their work, usually doing needlework, gossiping, and waiting for the school at the entrance of the village to end so that they could take their children home.

The former school has also been razed to the ground, and only the foundations on the ground can be used to distinguish the traces of what once existed.

I got out of the car and walked around the village, and the whole village was as silent as death.

She could barely hear a trace of life, and all she could collect in her ears were the sounds of birds chirping and mice running.

Fortunately, the village was not really deserted, and they could still see the obvious car wheel marks on the unrepaired ground.

Seeing that there was still rain in the tricycle's wheel prints, and the wheel prints were clean and clean, and no grass and moss had grown, she knew that there were still people living here.

Walking along the road of the village, it is inevitable that you will pass the home where her uncle's family once lived, and where she once lived.

It's a pity that this home is not even as warm as a bridge hole for her, and the only thing that can make her happy is that here, she can clearly know that she is not an orphan.

That's all.

When she was a child, for this fact, she wronged herself for staying here for so many years, and suffered torture and abuse from her uncle's family.

However, at that time, she didn't have this consciousness at all, and always felt that as long as she was here, she would still have a home, but she never thought about the difference between such a home and the Demon Cave.

Fortunately, there are too many kind people in her life.

First, someone reported her uncle that they didn't let her go to school, then the people from the Education Bureau and the local government gave her the opportunity to go to school, and then the great people who supported her when she went to school, and then the people she met who helped her.

She was so lucky.

It is the kindness of these people that holds up her current happy life.

If there is no one person in the middle, let this goodwill be cut off, maybe your life will become a different look.

An Yunuo didn't even dare to imagine that kind of life.

"Would you like to go in and have a look?"

Gan Yunting saw An Yunuo standing in front of her former home for so long, thinking that she was nostalgic for the old days and wanted to go home to see.

Who knew that An Yunuo shook his head lightly when he heard this.

"No, it's over, let's go. When I chose to leave, I never thought I would come back. ”

She doesn't care how her uncle and uncle have been after she leaves, it has nothing to do with her.

Everything was dust, dust was gone, they were all dead, and she didn't want to see those familiar scenes, recalling her bloody and tearful past.

"Come with me, let's go. ”

An Yunuo stretched out his hand, and Gan Yunting quickly took her hand.

I don't know if it's because the temperature is too low, or if she's unwell, or because she remembered the past, her hands were extremely warm.

After Gan Yunting held her hand, his brows furrowed in distress, but he couldn't comfort her at this time.

He was afraid that the more he comforted, the more she would remember her past.

Walking along the muddy road, the road is still paved with the original stone slabs, but because of the lack of repair, the stone slabs are badly broken, and a lot of rainwater has accumulated, plus the dirt brought in by the tricycle, this road is not very easy to walk.

The two of them walked forward on the dry road, trying not to step on the puddle.

Walking forward, at the fork in the road, you can see the well at the east end of the village.

Standing at the intersection, looking at the well that was not much different from what he remembered, and didn't know what came to mind, An Yunuo suddenly smiled.

"Speaking of which, the first time we spoke, it seems to have been that night. ”

She looked up at Gan Yunting, and Gan Yunting naturally knew what night she was talking about.

He smiled too, and glanced at the well, his gaze a little deep.

"Yes, if it weren't for that well, maybe I wouldn't have taken the initiative to talk to you in this life, after all, I was a real wild seed at that time. ”

In a village, orphans are not considered scolding, and wild seeds are the most vicious label.

Even if the orphans in the village are orphans, they don't know who their parents are.

And Gan Yunting, in addition to knowing his name, doesn't know where he comes from at all, let alone his parents.

At that time, he had the reputation of wild seeds all day long, and he was surviving in this small village, if it weren't for An Yunuo's spiritual pillar, maybe he wouldn't have survived at all.

"You may not know that you were the only reason I survived at that time. ”

Gan Yunting looked at An Yunuo with a sideways face, and finally told the secret that he had suppressed for many years in his heart.

An Yunuo didn't expect that she was so excluded at that time, but she was still his spiritual pillar, and she suddenly looked at him with some incredulity.

"You lied to me, at that time, I was enslaved by my uncle's family to the point that I didn't even have a human appearance, what is there to ...... you?"

"It's family. ”

Gan Yunting looked at her eyes seriously.