When I returned home from the detention center, it was already more than 9 o'clock in the evening, and although Rocco swore an oath, he couldn't hold it anymore and fell asleep on the sofa.

Luo Fei picked up his sister very carefully, sent her back to his room, pulled up the sheet for his sister and covered it, watching Luo Ke fall asleep, with a simple and innocent smile on the corner of his mouth, Luo Fei tightened his brows, he remembered his father's words back then, and those instructions tonight, he suddenly felt that the burden on his shoulders was very heavy, and the ease and longing at the beginning of rebirth were gone.

After closing the door to his sister's room, Luo Fei returned to his next room.

In this room, Luo Fei spent his entire middle school years, leaving countless memories and thoughts here.

A Su-27 "Flanker" fighter painted by the Russian army and an F22 "Raptor" fighter painted by the US military fought each other in the sky on the wall, and a Soviet aircraft carrier of the "Marshal Kuznetsov-class" was driving in the blue sea below.

These planes and aircraft carriers are all illustrations cut out from Luo Fei's favorite magazines of "Ship Knowledge" and "Weapon Knowledge" when he was a teenager.

At that time, Luo Fei would never have imagined.

Less than ten years later, China's independently developed fifth-generation advanced fighter J-20 flew into the blue sky of the motherland, and the once invincible Su-27 and F22 had to be looked at.

What made Luo Fei even more overjoyed was that the aircraft carrier, which had traveled many miles in his bedside dream when he was a teenager, one day actually put on a solemn five-star red flag and sailed on China's 10,000-mile sea frontier, becoming a defender of national interests.

......

Luo Fei laid his body down on the single bed in the room and sighed comfortably.

This single bed against the wall was handmade by my father's carpenter friend, and Uncle Carpenter seemed to have predicted Luo Fei's future height a long time ago, and made the single bed long enough to accommodate Luo Fei's two long legs.

The quilt on the bed is simple and neat, but this is mainly due to the daily tidying up of her mother Mulan, and there are a few yellowing stains on the corners of the beige sheets, which is a testimony to Luo Fei's adolescent physical development.

Along with this single bed, there is also a tall modular cabinet, which has been diversified by the clever carpenter's uncle, the upper layer is used to store Lothot's clothes, and the lower layer can be used to store Lothot's books.

Luo Fei's books are many and miscellaneous, because there is an aunt who is the director of the county library, since he was a child, he has been exposed to more books than other children, and the scope and depth of reading are much stronger than others, from "The Kingdom of Narnia" to "A Brief History of Mankind", from "The History of the Decline and Fall of the Roman Empire" to "Capital....... These books accompanied Luo Fei through his childhood and adolescence and played a large role in his upbringing.

Luo Fei gently brushed the dust off those books like a general reviewing his troops, and he knew which books were placed where without his eyes.

Next to Alexandre Dumas's The Count of Monte Cristo is Hugo's Les Misérables, next to Márquez's One Hundred Years of Solitude and Love in Time of Pestilitude, and Stendhal's The Red and the Black in between.

......

Luo Fei lay on the bed for a while, got up and walked to the windowsill.

The desk by the windowsill was covered with a glass plate that was common in that era, and a layer of green cloth was spread under the glass plate, and several photographs were sandwiched between them, from black and white photos to color photos, from the rural background to the artificial curtain background of the photo studio, the only thing that remained unchanged was the people in the photos, all of which were Luo Fei.

These photos were taken by his father Luo Youwei, Luo Youwei is an amateur photography enthusiast, most of his salary when he was young was used in photography equipment, and he was also the first group of folk photography enthusiasts to play SLR in Lucheng County.

Looking at his clear and innocent smile in the photo, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Luo Fei's mouth.

My own growth process is recorded in these photos at every time.

There is a baby lophonic, a toddler lofis and a young lophonic......

There is Luo Fei who successfully learned to ride a bicycle for the first time, Luo Fei who won the "Three Good Students" award for the first time, Luo Fei who tied a red scarf for the first time, and Luo Fei who spoke on behalf of the students of the whole school for the first time......

Behind every photo, there is the father's earnest and caring eyes, and in every photo, there is a father's love for his son.

In memory, his father was a silent man, and his education of Luo Fei was mostly demonstrated by his own actions.

Since his father came out to start a factory, Luo Fei has less time to talk and get along with his father.

Luo Fei, who was in adolescence in his previous life, always had a layer of estrangement between him and his father.

But through what he saw and heard since he was reborn, Luo Fei learned about his father's love for him back then.

The father's love is deep and heavy, without too many words, without sensational expressions, all his love is hidden deep in his heart.

Father is a mountain of high and silent dedication.

All the years are quiet, and it is not his dedication to shelter from the wind and rain.

Father's love is like a mountain, and father's love is like the sea.

It's just that all this stayed in the summer of 1998 in the previous life.

Since then, the mountains and the sea have been far apart.

Since then, heaven and man have been separated forever.

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Luo Fei felt a few hot grains dripping from his eyes, and tears of excitement hit the glass on the tabletop, making the glass blurry, and the photo below seemed to be blurred, like his father's eyes when he took off his glasses, close at hand but very far away.

When he was in the detention center, Luo Fei always pretended to be calm and controlled his expression and emotions very well.

But back at home, back in this room full of memories, Luo Fei finally couldn't control all the emotions since his rebirth and cried.

Luo Fei didn't want to suppress his feelings, he let the tears wash his cheeks, and let the bitter taste flow from the corners of his mouth, as if he was experiencing a baptism.

He wanted to make himself cry, to cry out the guilt and regret that had accumulated too long in his previous life.

After crying this time, Luo Fei doesn't need to cry anymore, he wants to fill his future life with warmth and joy.

......

There was a knock at the door, Luo Fei reacted quickly, he wiped the tears on his cheeks a few times, took one from the high school textbook piled up on the desk, and pretended to read it carefully.

Soon, Mulan walked in with a plate of cut fruit.

Seeing her son sitting at the table reading seriously, Mulan's tense face finally relaxed, and a smile of relief appeared.

She put the fruit on the desk and said softly:

"Luo Fei, eat the fruit, go to bed early, and go to school tomorrow. ”

Luo Fei didn't dare to turn his head, for fear that his mother would notice her reddened eyes, so she just nodded lightly, indicating that she understood.

Mulan stood aside and looked at her son's serious side face, and after a while, she touched her son's hair and said softly:

"You are now the only man in the family, and you can't be willful in the future. ”

Since he was a child, Luo Fei rarely heard his mother's gentle words, he felt that his eyes were going to be wet again, so he quickly reached out and grabbed the fruit and ate it in a big gulp.

At the same time, nod vigorously.

Mulan didn't notice her son's unusual behavior today, she gently closed the door and walked out.

At the moment when the door was closed, Mulan looked at her son's still thin shoulders in front of the desk, and suddenly felt in her heart.

In this night, the son suddenly grew up.