Liu Mingfan followed He Fang step by step to the second floor, marveling at every step.

The whirlwind staircase closet is filled with books, and a few quaint old-style electric lamps flicker faintly, giving the impression of being in an old era.

It's dark and depressing.

Upstairs, there is only one room, and its layout maintains the architectural style of the Republic of China: fuchsia sandalwood frames the room, and the wall ornaments mix the characteristics of China and the United States;

A solid wood desk is placed in a sunny corner, on which are placed several books and a picture frame, as well as a table lamp. Behind are two rows of vertically docked bookshelves, also filled with books;

If there's one thing that has anything ornate about the room, it's probably the crystal chandelier on the ceiling and the cashmere rug on the floor.

"Sit down. He Fang pointed to the two sofas on the right side of the desk, and sat down behind the desk, gently pressing down the photo on the desk.

"Let's talk about my brother-in-law Liu Feixuan first, I haven't seen him for fifteen years, how is he? I thought he would come by himself. He Fang's voice was a little fluctuating and trembling, and she was extremely heavy on the word "brother-in-law", but when she said the last sentence, she was lighter.

It's kind of like the tone of a child when they lie.

"Father, he ......" Liu Mingfan looked at He Fang's eyes and didn't dare to continue. He didn't dare to let He Fang know that his father was trapped in the secret realm at this time, he didn't dare to tell He Fang that his father was afraid that he would be more than lucky, he didn't dare to say.

But he didn't expect Su Wei to speak.

"Teacher, he's gone. ”

When Su Wei said this, even Liu Mingfan was shocked.

"The teacher used his own origin to restore the mountain and sea mirror, and now he is immortal. Maybe Su Wei felt that they didn't hear clearly, so he said it in detail again.

A bolt from the blue.

"Ah Wei, what's going on? now is not the time to joke!" Liu Mingfan looked at Su Wei stupidly, and looked at Su Wei cautiously.

It's not something to joke about.

"......" Su Wei looked at Liu Mingfan quietly and didn't say a word.

That's the most desperate.

"Why didn't you say it before? Why did you say it now?" Liu Mingfan couldn't hold back the tears that welled up in his heart anymore, completely forgot his situation, and pounced on Su Wei fiercely, grabbing his collar.

"Xiaofan, calm down. Su Wei looked at Liu Mingfan's eyes and didn't fight back.

He was reluctant, and he also knew that Liu Mingfan would not be reluctant.

"Ah!" Liu Mingfan shook off Su Wei's collar and wanted to run out of the door like crazy, but suddenly flew back upside down and fell on the sofa.

"Calm down!" Su Wei withdrew his hand, glanced at Liu Mingfan with a frown, then turned around and walked towards He Fang.

"Aunt Fang, mourning. ”

Take a bow.

"Did he ask you to come to me?" He Fang turned his head and hurriedly wiped the tears from his face, so that Su Wei would not see his panic.

"Well, the teacher said, he's sorry for you. Su Wei straightened up and stood upright in front of He Fang.

But he still stole a glance at Liu Mingfan.

It's okay, it's okay.

"He didn't deserve anyone. He Fang leaned on the back of the chair and looked directly at Su Wei, her face calm. If it weren't for her bloodshot eyes, even Su Wei wouldn't dare to say that she had cried.

"Let's go see that stinky boy first. After all, He Fang is a person who has lived for half his life, he has never seen any strong winds and waves, and he was mentally prepared before, so he quickly calmed down.

Even if it can't be calmed down, it will only be in the dead of night, not in front of the two juniors.

"Liu Mingfan, Liu Mingfan?" He Fang leaned down~ and looked at Liu Mingfan's eyes.

Godless, empty.

"Liu Mingfan, you sit up straight for me!" Suddenly, He Fang roared loudly, and even Su Wei was startled.

"Did Liu Feixuan teach such a waste after spending nineteen years? Did He Zhen give birth to a coward in the tenth month of her pregnancy!" He Fang's voice was so sharp that it broke, making this rhetorical question sound more vicious than a curse.

She wanted to see the fire in Liu Mingfan's eyes.

"I'm not. Liu Mingfan looked at He Zhen's eyes, but he couldn't focus on them, and his eyes were still empty.

In fact, he doesn't know how he has come over the years, sometimes he always feels that life is very meaningless, and it seems that looking for his father is not because of emotional trends, but because he has a goal to survive.

He always felt that something was missing from his soul.

At the age of ten, he became sensible and began to realize that he was a little out of place in the world. He will have an inexplicable resistance to the world in his heart, and sometimes he will even have the madness of destroying the world, oh no, crazy thoughts.

He sometimes wonders, isn't he supposed to exist?

This emotion grew in him, and it spread, and it spread, and it spread, until it consumed his whole brain, his whole heart.

Later, I don't know why, this thought was suppressed, and only a few times it would flash through his mind.

He thought it was because of his father, who he had always respected and even admired, because he was almost perfect in his eyes. His father never interfered with him too much, but only rationally analyzed for him, what would happen if he did this, what the consequences would be, and then ask him what to do.

This is something that most fathers can't do, and Liu Feixuan has become the Dinghai Divine Needle in Liu Mingfan's heart.

Later, Liu Feixuan disappeared.

After Liu Feixuan disappeared, Liu Mingfan suddenly felt that the Dinghai God Needle in his heart was gone, and the darkness in his heart began to stir again. Although he tried his best to suppress the bad feelings, he could feel his helplessness.

He'd been to the internet, books, and even doctors.

He had a report of depression, but he didn't believe he had depression, and he didn't believe it all along.

So he began to seek the answer in his heart.

At that time, he didn't know what the mountains and seas were, and he didn't know that his father was actually a demon hunter. He only felt that his father was not by his side when he needed it, and this should not have appeared!

Looking back now, it's actually very ignorant, or rebellious.

But at the time, he always felt that it was just his freedom of thought.

Fortunately, he still has Su Wei.

Since he was a child, his father was responsible for educating him, so after Liu Feixuan's disappearance, he did not obey He Zhen's discipline very much. And He Zhen has also played the image of a loving mother for a long time because of personality problems, so she will not restrain Liu Mingfan anything.

If it weren't for Su Wei, Liu Mingfan would even follow the darkness in his heart and go to the abyss

He couldn't tell his feelings for Su Wei, and he said that the eldest brother was like a father, maybe he had a certain respect for Su Wei. This is why he can not listen to anyone's words, but Su Wei's words can make him calm down and think.

It was Su Wei, and all the people around him who understood him and tolerated him, who accompanied him to the present.

He often has a lot of terrible thoughts or terrible dreams. It's as if in the battle of Qi Shui Luojin, he even wants to tear off his wings

You know, it's still a child!

Thankfully, it was just an idea on his part.

Later, he had a dream that a strange girl appeared in his room with Su Wei, and he even almost devoured the girl's soul. Later, he even said a lot of nonsense to Su Wei, and almost faced Su Wei with a sword!

This is something he would not normally think about!

The last time was on Changbai Mountain, Li Zhongtang, who blocked the fatal blow for him.

Even to this day, he still can't forget that feeling, and he still remembers the pain on his face when he tore open Li Hongzhang's soul! He watched Li Hongzhang really die in front of him, his frowning brows opened weakly, and his clenched fists hung down, and he was lifeless.

It's horrible.

The intensity of the reality kept him awake at night, and every day in his dreams he could see his hands covered in blood, sticky blood running down his fingers, running down the backs of his hands, and dripping down his face along the knuckles.

It's soul torture.

He knows that he is actually a spoiled child, who always defends the teacher with the support of his parents and does something he thinks is very mature.

But sometimes, he also knew that he wanted to be the pride of his father, a national historian, and a peerless demon hunter.

This is him Liu Mingfan, so strong and cowardly.