Like a moody child, just now the sun was shining on a sunny day, the brilliant sun was suddenly covered by dark clouds, accompanied by the electric light that flashed in the sky from time to time, the manic angry wind, and the heavy rain whistled down in an instant, making the pedestrians coming and going on the street hurriedly hide in the shops on the street, and smiled embarrassedly at the shopkeepers.

The street that had just been crowded with people disappeared in an instant, only the trees on both sides were clapping under the action of the wind, and a few vehicles drove away quickly with dazzling headlights, accompanied by a curtain of splashing sewage.

Long Mo dragged his folded legs like this, and climbed in the heavy rain little by little, his patched clothes and pants constantly rubbing on the ground, revealing his blue and red skin, and the clammy and cold clothes that fused with the wound were separated from the wound under the rain, and then tightly adhered to his body.

His abdomen, which had not eaten for a long time, made a "gurgling" sound, and his whole body was painful, cold and hungry.

O indifferent world,

How can a person who is too busy to take care of himself care about a beggar?

Stopped, tilted his head, let the rain wash away, Long Mo closed his eyes self-deprecatingly, he would never admit that he was crying, it was just rain, it was all just rain.

Such a long mo, no one will believe that he is actually the son of the Long family, it should be said that no one knows that the Long family has a son-in-law named Long Mo, in the eyes of the world, the Long family only has a young master named Long Tianling.

The Long family, the head of the top five families in the Dragon Kingdom, the ancient martial arts family hidden in the city, the father of the end of the dragon is the contemporary head of the Long family, and the mother Chen Linglan is the daughter of the Chen family who is good friends with the Long family.

It stands to reason that the Long family has not been destroyed, how could the end of the dragon become so miserable?

Because, it was the Chen family of the mother clan of the end of the dragon that was destroyed.

The Chen family is different from the Long family of the ancient martial arts family, the Chen family is a military world, after Chen Linglan's father sacrificed his life for the country, Chen's mother entrusted Chen Linglan, who had just turned eighteen, to the Long family with a marriage contract, and then died of martyrdom.

Chen Linglan married the next head of the Long family, that is, Long Mo's father, Long Zunguo, at a young age.

However, Long Zunguo, who was still in college at the time, already had a favorite girl, so Long Zunguo, who was forced by his parents to marry Chen Linglan, aimed all his resentment at Chen Linglan.

Miss Chen, who is pitiful, lost her parents who doted on her, and married Long Zunguo without recovering from the blow, looking at the handsome and handsome Long Zunguo, she thought that she could get another favor, but she didn't want to be more miserable Things were waiting for her.

Since marrying Long Zunguo, Long Zunguo has beaten and scolded her, using her as a plaything to vent, and when her parents were alive, she loved her like a daughter and ignored Long Zunguo's abuse of her. Treat.

And after Chen Linglan had the end of the dragon, Long Zunguo did not stop beating her, but became even more fierce, and her health was not good, and she was even weaker and abnormal after giving birth to the end of the dragon.

Long Zunguo didn't look at her kindness for the sake of giving birth to her son, but took back a baby the day after she gave birth, suing Chen Linglan, who was the only son in his heart.

Chen Linglan was devastated, and her weak body could no longer support it, and she died.

Poor Long Mo became a motherless orphan who was not loved by his father, his father beat and scolded him at every turn, and the rest of his family ignored his existence, and his subordinates were even more bullied at will.

When his grandparents were a little better, except for his father, no one dared to bully him blatantly, when he was more than ten years old, after his grandparents died one after another, all the bullying in the secret was put on the bright side, no one sympathized with him, he was like a dirty ball, anyone could step on a few feet.

I stumbled through twenty years.

Obviously, he was beaten and bullied for 20 years and developed a weak and cowardly character, but after he was beaten and bullied by his biological father on his twentieth birthday, he escaped from the nightmare Long family for him.

Lying on the ground in a daze, looking up at the dim sky, even if the biting rain kept baptizing, even if he was splashed with muddy water by the whistling cars, Long Mo didn't make any moves, all his courage and all his strength were used to escape from the nightmare, and now he only felt weak and cold, and wanted to just close his eyes and lie down.

Escaping the nightmare dream, will there be happiness?

Thinking like this, Long Mo completely lay on the ground, and his hot body touched the cold ground, making him more and more dizzy, his eyes were half open and half closed, and he only felt that the whole world had become hazy, like a fantasy.

In the distance, a figure holding a black umbrella and wearing a black robe slowly approached, is that the Soul Charmer? Is that what came to pick him up?

Suddenly, the rain stopped dripping, and the dim sky was completely dark, and a pair of warm hands helped him up.

Before he fell unconscious, Long Mo saw a blue, bottomless pure ocean, and in the ocean, there was a face with a gentle smile, looking at him nervously and worriedly.

Mom.

A touch of cool moistness covered his forehead, so that Long Mo suddenly woke up from the darkness that was entangled in him, opened his eyes, and in front of him was a young man wearing a black red-edged monk's robe, the man had a deep but soft face, a pair of azure blue, extremely pure and narrow phoenix eyes looked at him gently, obviously not very old, but his eyes were so peaceful that Long Mo wanted to cry, wanted to lie in his arms and cry loudly, crying out all the sadness and all the pain.

"You woke up, what else is uncomfortable?" The monk's voice was as soft as the others, and he had a sense of compassion for all beings.

"What is this place? Who are you? "Rescued? Long Mo suddenly felt relieved, such an insignificant self should not be locked up again.

The man gently stretched out his palm to remove the towel and stroked the forehead of Shang Longmo, "Well, it doesn't seem to burn, this is the Shenghui Church, I am Father Dilan Milton here, you can call me Father Dilan." Yesterday when I was returning to the church from the parishion's house, I met you on the road, you were covered with injuries all over your body, and you still had a high fever, because you didn't have any identification documents on you, so I had to carry you back to the church first, do you have any family to contact? ”

Family? Oh, those people wish he had died outside, Long Mo sneered, but when he saw Father Dilan's loving eyes, he calmed down, and his hoarse voice was rough and ugly after not speaking for a long time, "No, I am an orphan. ”

Father Dylan picked up the pale and emaciated face of the end of the dragon, looked at him tenderly, and said, "If there is no place to go, stay in the church, it won't make you happy and lazy, the church is usually just me alone, you can come and help me." ”

After living for twenty years, Long Mo felt for the first time that the world was not pitch black, not only abuse and beating, after escaping from the Long family, the outside world was so sunny and brilliant that he wanted to have it alone.

"Okay."

The red-roofed and white-walled Church of Shenghui has two small gardens, the front garden is full of all kinds of bright flowers for the congregants to delight the worshippers, and the back garden is full of fresh vegetables, so that Father Dilan, who lives alone in the church, can live a self-sufficient life.

Di Lan, who was still wearing a black monk's uniform, looked at Long Mo who was holding half of the unearthed radish and fell away with a deep smile, not thinking at all that it was because what he said was too surprising to Long Mo that he would do such a stupid thing.

Ryumo was also dressed in black, but there was no red trim, it was said that it was the monk's dress that Dylan wore when he was not a priest, and he pulled out the radish and put it in a basket full of vegetables on the side, and Ryumo didn't want to believe what Dylan said.

"Father Dilan, it's too fake, don't tease me like this, you can't be 30 years old no matter how you think it."

Yes, that's right, the two people who are leisurely making the ingredients for today's cooking are leisurely chatting about digging vegetables, and talking about the topic and talking about age.

Looking at Di Lan, who seemed to be the same age as himself, and even looking at Di Lan, who was younger and more handsome than himself, Long Mo really couldn't believe that the difference between them was ten years old, three years old, and a generation gap, this has to be a little more than three generations, so how could Long Mo believe it.

"How can I tease you with your age? When I was nineteen years old, my godfather died, and I inherited Shenghui, and it has been eleven years since today, so looking at you, I suddenly miss my youth, and I am really old. Picking up the basket and looking at the dragon end that was almost as tall as his shoulder-to-shoulder, Dylan sighed.

Long Mo shook his head, although he knew that Di Lan would not tease himself like this, but he really couldn't believe it, "You won't get old, if we walk together, others will only think that you are brothers, and maybe they will think that you are a younger brother." ”

"Alright, alright, that's all for this, let's go back and get ready to eat."

"Hallowed be thy name, our Father in heaven, thy kingdom come, and thy will be done on earth as it is in heaven. Give us this day our daily bread. forgive us our debts, just as we forgive men's debts. He will not lead us into temptation, but deliver us from evil. For excess, power, glory, all is yours forever, in the holy name of the Lord Jesus Christ, Amen. ”

"Amen."

Pious prayer, even the dragon who sat on the side and did not believe in any gods could feel Dilan's piety, and unconsciously, read the prayer with him.

At night, the faint moonlight poured into the room through the stained glass window, and Long Mo lay on his side on the bed, looking at Dilan sleeping on the wooden bed opposite, and always felt that his current ordinary and comfortable life was not real enough.

Obviously, a qiē is so real, why do you always feel that something is wrong in your heart? It's as if his current life is stolen, he always feels weak in everything he does, and even looks at Dilan, always shouting in his heart that there is no such person at all, and he has never been so happy in his life?

Why? Are you not used to this kind of life? Is it not firm enough?

What do you think? What can be done to make such a life truly belong to him?

Since coming to the church, I haven't gotten up early for a long time, so I rarely got up early in the morning, and I consciously fetched water and watered the flowers, dug vegetables and cooked.

When Father Dylan awoke, he saw Ryumo sitting on the edge of his bed, looking at him triumphantly.

"I woke up early, and I made breakfast and watered the flowers."

"It's really good, Long Mo is getting more and more sensible, and he's really a big kid." Dylan touched Long Mo's sleek and shiny black hair, and looked at Long Mo with a soft gaze as if he was looking at a member of the church.

Looking at Father Dilan's loving gaze towards him, Long Mo felt a surge of anger rush through his heart.

No, no, it shouldn't be like this, it's not what he expects, what he wants, what he wants...... What exactly does he want?

Putting aside his head, not wanting Father Dilan to find out about his hideous feelings, Long Mo pretended to be angry and pouted, "I'm an adult, but the priest is getting lazier and lazier." ”

"Lazy? How did I become so lazy? Father Dylan looked uneasily at his body still lying on the bed, ignoring the dragon who was sitting on the side, kneeling on the bed and drawing a cross on his chest, "O my lord, cleanse and forgive me all my sins. ”

Ryumo finally discovered that in Father Dilan's heart, the most important thing was his Lord, even looking at others with a gentle and peaceful gaze. The most precious thing is his faith, and anything that hinders his faith will be ignored by him.

The nails pinched tightly into the palms of his hands, and drops of blood flowed down his hands and melted into the black robe.

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