I didn't expect that such an old man still had such heart-rending concern.

The flashlights brought by the armed police illuminated this forest as bright as day. Everyone finally saw each other's embarrassment.

And following the voice, he saw the old man Lu Qi lying face down, motionless. There were several fluttering arrow feathers stuck in his back.

Wang Qi's whole body trembled. With so many arrows, he was probably too old to bear. And no matter what he does, he's still his father. No matter what, at the last moment, he still saved Fang Mu.

Wang Qi's brain was also blank at the moment. It was still his body that dominated the action, he staggered up with Fang Mu in his arms, and ran over with his eyes only staring at the lying figure.

The man had already lifted him up slightly, but Wang Qi saw that the arrow feathers were piercing through the back to the front chest. A sadness rose from the bottom of my heart.

The old man's eyes were fixed on Fang Mu in his arms. Fang Mu's face was covered with scratches, blood and tears were mixed, and he stared at a pair of innocent and frightened eyes. Tears glistened on his face, matching his sobs. He tugged at the corners of his mouth lightly, but he finally knew what relief was in his heart. He wanted to smile but it turned into a painful grin.

"It's just—it's okay—it's not hurt!"

He was so painful that he could barely make a sound, but he just said this sentence softly, and Wang Qi who was nearby heard it clearly, and his heart stopped for half a beat. When he raised his head again, the old man was still looking at Fang Mu, but there was no luster in his eyes.

Wang Qi's heart was in turmoil. This man behind all these tragedies is dead. This matter has finally come to an end. But at the same time, the parental affection he longed for since childhood finally disappeared.

He didn't know what mood he was in, whether to be sad or happy. He just sat down fixedly, holding Fang Mu numbly.

Although they knew that he had saved Fang Mu, everyone still couldn't bear to have any patience for such an old man. Their reluctance was only because they saw Wang Qi's complicated mentality, just because they heard that Xiao Fangmu was still sobbing, just because they were reluctant to give up their dead comrades, and just because they saw the embarrassment of the survivors.

"Uncle Wang, we have to go!"

Lin Yang, who was supposed to come over and take everyone away, didn't say a word. Wei Dong had no choice but to stand up. The armed police are all here, Feng Ling'er is here, they shouldn't be here.

Because of Fang Mu, their small group of talents is here. Otherwise, he would have gone to collect their people and withdrawn from the battlefield like Liu Nanping.

"Take him away!" Wang Qi said as he looked at the old man.

Wei Dong understood what he meant, but he was also embarrassed, after all, this was the biggest culprit, after all, he was the initiator of everything, after all, he couldn't be the master here.

"Take it away!"

Wang Qi said in a sullen voice, hugged Fang Mu alone, and pulled Coco Li to leave first.

There are coming, some going, and without thinking about it, they wagged their big tails and followed. They just came to find Wang Qi. Everything else has nothing to do with them.

They followed Wang Qi as they wished. It's just that they feel that he is in a bad mood, that he is irritable. This fury is more intense than when they go crazy. They missed him so much, but they had to control, control, and control. So they peeked at him with their eyes rolled up as they walked. They obediently chose to walk quietly and follow.

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Wang Qi didn't go far, he stopped at the nearest city. He treated the wounds of Coco Lee, his children and his brothers, held funerals for those who followed him, and gave bereavement to the remaining orphans and widows.

After doing everything painfully, he held a simple farewell ceremony for the old man at the funeral home with mixed feelings.

Anyway, it was his father, his child's grandfather. Although he was so bad that he didn't want to recognize him at all, he still saved his son after all.

At the end of the farewell ceremony, the sky was covered with snowflakes. Fluffy snowflakes fell from the sky in large swaths. It's like clumps of cotton. Wang Qi looked up at the sky, and he hoped that the white snow could wash away the sins of his father's life. If there is an afterlife, he really hopes that he is just the father of an ordinary family. But if there is an afterlife, he will not be his son again.

Fang Mu was coveted, and he hadn't spoken since he came back that day. He always holds Coco Li's hand tightly, like a frightened fawn anytime and anywhere. At this moment, he came to say his final goodbye, but he was afraid that he would be left here. He didn't dare to let go of his mother's hand for a moment.

He was just a child, even though he had always been by his side in the darkest of times, even though his parents and friends were now very enthusiastic with him and wanted to make him smile. But the imprint of this cruel experience on his young mind is by no means indelible in a moment.

Coco Li's eyes were full of worry. She can understand the pain in her husband's heart. She was more worried that her son would leave a shadow in her heart. She knew that her son had been very fragile recently, not only had he not said a word, but he was most afraid of nightmares. And as soon as he found that he was the only one left in the house, he would immediately run out with a pale face. Squatting outside, his hands tightly covered with his eyes. It wasn't until he was held in her arms that his cold little hands would have a trace of warmth, and he would calm down a little.

Fortunately, there are still comings and goings. He would open his frightened eyes when the two dogs' big furry tails swept between his fingers. He would tremble less when their big warm paws hugged him.

But after all, he never said a word, never laughed once. It's like you've completely lost the memory of using these functions. The old man sat in a wheelchair, staying aside, and looking in the direction of the funeral home's mortuary. There seemed to be no emotion in his old wrinkles, and it seemed to carry the most complex emotions in the world.

When the dust settles, what should he do?

"Old man, you, as a party, although you are a victim, I am afraid that you will not be allowed to leave. ”

Wang Qi asked Coco Li to take care of Fang Mu, and came to the old man by himself.

For this old man, Wang Qi has indescribable emotions. He has always been grateful for his help, for his wife and children. But is it just gratitude? It's not like it, but after all, he doesn't know what it is.

"It's okay, don't worry about me, I'm able to get out of the sea of misery before I die, which is the biggest gain. At least you won't have to get hurt again, won't you?" said the old man with a smile

"What are your plans for the future?"

"I'll go to Suzhou!

"You and my mother?"

"She's a good woman! For the sake of true love, she's brave and persistent. It's just that it's not human. I once said that I would take good care of her, so that she would no longer be afraid, and accompany her to face everything. I didn't expect so many years to pass in a flash. Whatever the reason, I ended up with a gaffe. She must blame me, too. In the future, if I allow, I will go to see her and walk around the places where she lived. ”

Hearing this, Wang Qi clenched his fists tightly. The old man's voice was old, full of helplessness.

"Ruzi has suffered since he was a child and acted in an extreme way. I am also responsible for what has happened to you. If only I hadn't saved him back then, and hadn't taken him to start a family! Alas, there was no regret medicine. That's why I'm willing to be locked up for so many years. Unexpectedly, the dead old man would die for Fang Mu, and all grievances should be dispersed. Don't worry about it. Live a good life and take good care of your wife and children!" the old man said very indifferently.

"Don't know the old man's name yet?"

"You haven't been called for many years! You're good, I can see you, and I'm relieved to see Fang Mu! You're all good!

The old man said a few good words, but in the end he didn't say what his name was. In the end, he was pushed away by Feng Ling'er's subordinate officers!

He doesn't want to say who he is, does he want to distance himself from the unhappy past?

Wang Qi watched lightly at the figure that disappeared behind the car, and finally the car disappeared.

After thinking about it again, he took his wife and children back to the old house.

When the old man heard that Wang Qi was coming, he couldn't wait, and went to the gate in person despite everyone's opposition. He also insisted on standing on his own, on crutches, looking forward to it. It's like an old father waiting for his son who has been away from home for many years. Behind him was the wheelchair that he was afraid that he would not be able to hold onto. And almost all of them.

Wang Qi saw this scene as soon as he got out of the car, and shouted with excitement: "Old man!"

"Good, good, good to come back, good to come back!"

The old man trembled and greeted him.

Wang Qi frowned. His eyes drifted to Song Xijun. It's like asking again, he hasn't been gone for a year, why is the old man so weak?

Song Xijun had already understood what Wang Qi meant.

"Uncle Wang! There have been too many things in the past year! Grandpa has no rest, and he still works hard all day, and his physical condition is not as good as before. This time you come back, you have to share more for your grandfather. ”

How could Wang Qi not be able to hear it, Song Xijun explained, and even told him his attitude. And his Song Xijun's attitude is equivalent to the old man's attitude. His heart was rolling, and he wanted to say something, but he didn't say it after all.

"What Uncle Wang! Wang Qi is my youngest son. Fang Mu is your brother!"

The old man said a word, Wang Qi, who didn't shed tears even when he was shot, finally couldn't help the hotness in his eyes.

"It's gone! It's all gone! I don't hold any grudges! My old man doesn't have a few days to live! I just want my children and grandchildren to be happily by my side. Any grievances, go with the wind. You've been following me since I was a kid, and this time thanks to you. Today I am offering wine to you to catch the wind, and I am also recognizing my relatives. I don't ask for your opinion, you have to agree. From today onwards, you are my youngest son of Song Qidong. This is a great joy for my Song family. ”

With a plop, Wang Qi was already kneeling in front of the old man, bursting into tears. Although the old man didn't say it, he always said that he was a son. This time, knowing his life experience, he insisted on putting it on the surface. Isn't it just to support him, to make decisions for him, and to let him be in this circle without worries? All kinds of things that used to be uncertain about him have now become reasons for endless guilt.