Lu Jie came to her mother's house at the agreed time.

Thirty-two years had passed since that incident, and she had received news that Uncle Zhong had passed away a few days ago.

Lu Jie couldn't understand why her mother wanted to hang herself on Uncle Zhong, and she hadn't let it go for so many years.

She still remembers that it was one night before her college entrance examination.

Mother came home suddenly, her face was as white as earth, and she was trembling all over, even though she had always been calm.

Lu Jie didn't know what happened to her mother, after all, although they were mother and daughter, there were thousands of mountains between her and her, and they didn't know anything about each other.

But the only one who can make my mother change color is probably Uncle Zhong.

I think this performance is related to Uncle Zhong.

At that time, she didn't think much about it, although she was puzzled, but in the end, worry prevailed, and she only cared about serving tea and water to her mother, so as to silently give her mother a little warmth.

But stranger things are yet to come.

The next day, she found that her mother no longer woke up early to prepare breakfast as usual, and stayed in the room all the time.

She was worried about her mother, thinking that her mother was sick, so she went to knock on the door, but only to come with an extremely cold "roll".

That day, Uncle Zhong did not come to her house.

Later, Uncle Zhong never came again.

She was actually quite happy in her heart, so that her mother would not abandon her and throw herself into the arms of a new family.

But the mother was not happy.

Since then, my mother's personality has become more and more eccentric.

She no longer makes a gentle appearance, and when she looks at you all day long, she can scare you out of a cold sweat.

She no longer cooks, doesn't do housework, doesn't even work anymore, and spends her days in her bedroom tinkering with secrets.

Later, she began to experiment with her, and that's when she realized that her mother was studying magic.

But the spell is exquisite, and every stroke in the spell contains the principle of the operation of all things, where can a warlock who can't even be called a beginner by his mother figure it out?

As you can imagine, the results will not be too good.

At this time, her mother would complain about her, and often couldn't restrain herself from doing anything to her, and it continued to this day after forming a habit.

Lu Jie thought, probably what happened between Uncle Zhong and her mother that made her mother unrecognizable.

She couldn't refuse her mother's request, no matter how excessive, as long as her mother put it forward, she could only carry it out.

It's like flying a kite, no matter how high the kite flies, as soon as the mother retracts the string, she will obediently nest back into her mother's palm.

Who called this her mother?

"You're here. ”

Lu Jie entered the door, and her mother Lu Yunfen sat on the sofa waiting for her.

Today's mothers seem to be a little different.

Lu Jie thought to herself.

"Mother, what are you looking for from me?"

She asked.

Lu Yunfen is seventy-one years old, but her spirit is quite good, and she still has the energy to toss some things.

The years are like water, and the years are in a hurry.

The young woman with a tender face has become this mean and gloomy old man in the merciless polishing of time.

And the girl who was once powerless to resist her mother also faded her cowardly coat with the baptism of time and was fragrant alone.

Lu Yunfen sat on the sofa, her posture was rare and elegant, just like that night more than 30 years ago.

Suddenly, fifty-year-old Lu Jie felt that the person in front of her was her mother.

The old man in his seventies said lightly: "Come here." ”

When Lu Jie walked in front of her, she stretched out her hand and pointed to the other side of the sofa: "Sit." ”

Lu Jie sat down as she said.

"What did my mother call me for?"

She asked again.

"Over the years, I've been working on how to unravel the art of memories. ”

Lu Yunfen spoke slowly, and her voice was unusually peaceful.

You must know that in the past nearly thirty-two years, her mother has either gone crazy or complained hysterically, looking back, Lu Jie can hardly find a little bit of her calm appearance.

"Mother's ......"

Lu Jie wanted to say something, but was interrupted.

"At that time, I was not good at learning, and I accidentally made a mistake in Shukai's memory, and now I have found a solution, as long as I solve some of the spells, Shukai will think of me. ”

"Mother, in fact, ......"

"When the time comes, we can still be together, although we are older, and the two old men and old ladies don't have a few years to live, but ......"

"Mother!"

Lu Jie couldn't bear it anymore, raised her voice slightly and said, "Uncle Zhong passed away a few days ago, even if you study the solution, it's useless!"

Lu Yunfen was stunned.

She didn't react: "It's over...... What do you mean?"

Lu Jie was a little unbearable, but she still repeated, word by word: "Uncle Zhong is dead, just dead!"

"Mother, you should spare yourself. ”

"Also...... Leave me alone. ”

Lu Jie held her forehead tiredly, in the past thirty-two years, she has changed from a young girl to a wife and a mother, and she has experienced many extraordinary scenery.

Only her mother told her that she was helpless.

She is willing to accompany her mother to toss because of love.

No matter how strong the love is, it can't withstand the grinding day after day, year after year.

She had been standing there waiting for her mother to turn back, but she ......

Mother's gaze will always follow a man who is famous as Zhong Shukai.

Lu Jie stood up, staring deeply at her dejected mother for the last time with a pair of eyes that were full of insight into the world.

She was also the last time, patiently asking her mother: "Mother, ...... you Are you happy?"

Tirelessly chasing an inexplicable shadow, drifting away from your own daughter, you ...... Happy?

Perhaps.

Lu Jie walked out with her bag in her hand, her heart full of absurdity and ridiculousness.

How could she think ......

Is it because of her mother's abnormality?

It's naïve and ridiculous.

It's time to put it down.

"Lu Jie!"

Lu Yunfen came back to her senses and shouted at her: "You are not allowed to go, tell me clearly - the tree opens, how can the tree open ......"

Holding the doorknob, Lu Jie didn't look back, just stared at her hand and said: "Uncle Zhong is old, his life is not satisfactory, his daughter is not around, and he didn't survive a minor illness." ”

"No conspiracy, no murder, no accidents, fate has just passed. Do you understand. ”

"I still have something to do, so I won't accompany you. ”

With that, she opened the door and left without looking back.

Such a resoluteness.

It slowly coincides with Lu Yunfen's back when she left home many years ago.

No one will be waiting for you all the time.

Parent and child ...... It's the same.

Lu Yunfen never thought that her daughter would disobey her and speak loudly to her, in a tone that bordered on teaching.

On the one hand, she was dissatisfied with her daughter's "uprising", and on the other hand, she was shocked by the news brought by her daughter.

Zhong Shukai is only three years older than her, she is still alive and well, why did Zhong Shukai pass away?

Lu Yunfen, who had always aimed to be with Zhong Shukai, was a little at a loss at the moment.

She has been studying for more than 30 years, just to unravel the illusion technique of Zhong Shukai, and now, the solution is available, but people are ancient.

Fate is sometimes so impermanent, it is just a little deviation at the beginning, and in the end it will evolve into a complete miss.

Lu Yunfen didn't know why, she wasn't sad or happy, she just looked at the empty house with a blank face.

What has she done over the years?

"Eh, Lao Yun, you said this is the person the boss is looking for, right?"

A crisp male voice suddenly sounded.