Chapter 422
The warm and sunny figure slowly emerged from this mist, in front of me, he was still the same person as before, the majestic, chic, free and easy, unmortal person, on his face, always that kind of unfazed look. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
I watched as the warm figure slowly walked towards me.
I don't remember exactly, in my memory, if I ever saw the smile of my father, Julius Caesar. I remember, I didn't see it. It was at this moment that I suddenly realized that he really had never had a smile on his face.
When this consciousness crept into my mind, I was a little surprised. And carefully searched for his own memories, only to find that everything was really like this.
Gradually, the figure came out of the fog and gradually appeared in front of me, until at last, he stood still in front of me. When he finally stood in front of me, I saw clearly that his face, his figure, everything he had, was that person. The person I often think about day and night, the shadow that I have always regarded as the sun, guiding me in the distance. At this moment, he really appeared in front of me, every expression on his face, every face, so real. Right now, he's right in front of me.
"Father?" Eventually, I couldn't help but speak, and at this moment, when my voice was just coming out, I don't know why, suddenly my nose counted, and a line of tears rolled down my blonde-skinned cheeks.
In front of me, my father, Julius Caesar, looked at me with a calm and unwavering gaze that seemed to be forever there, and I could never guess what he was thinking, his heart, his gaze, as if it were a deep sea, which one could never see.
"Are you crying?" He looked at me for a full minute, and it was not until finally, when I could barely meet his calm gaze, that he finally spoke, "Why are you crying?" Give me a reason? β
The voice was as warm as his expression.
I didn't expect my father Caesar to ask me such a question, and, all of a sudden, I didn't know how to answer, so I was stunned, not knowing what to do.
"I'll wait for your answer." Father Caesar was always so calm, and his calm eyes were always staring at me.
I looked at him, at his familiar face, and suddenly I really didn't know what to answer.
I remember that in the days when I left Julius Caesar, I used to think of him countless times, he was my spiritual pillar, he was my faith. In this vampire world, in this world where savage is everywhere, he is the only motivation and dream I hold on to an idea. And now, he was in front of me, as clear and clear as before, and looked like dust. However, at this moment, my heart is almost torn apart.
My tears completely collapsed in front of his eyes, and the embankment burst completely.
I looked at him like this, I struggled with the collapse of my own beliefs, and he kept looking at me, his gaze was so deep that it was never incomprehensible.
In this way, I struggled in the collapse for a long, long time, but he also stared at me quietly for a long, long time, and in the end, I spoke.
Isn't it? He wanted a reason, a reason that I had from the bottom of my heart, and I knew that at the moment, I was completely in control of my actions, originally, because of the tremendous pressure he exerted, I used to be involuntarily, but now, obviously, that pressure has been removed, and at this moment, I am free.
"Because I love you." Eventually, I spoke my heart.
I didn't say this sentence a second time. Because, at this moment, I have almost exhausted all my strength before finally saying it.
Julius Caesar looked at me calmly, with an unwavering expression on his face, and finally he spoke again, "You are γγγγγγ Lyle? β
"Yes." I answered him.
"Why do you love me?" He asked again.
"Because I respect you, I worship you, you are my lighthouse, my faith, my soul, all I have, I live because you, Father, I have been so strong since I was a vampire, because of you, your appearance, your presence, those unforgettable marks you have carved on my heartγγγγγ"
"But what's wrong with you now?" At this moment, Caesar was still looking at me, and his face was still unmoving.
"I'm desperate, father, can't you see that?" I looked up at him, "Can't you see my despair at the moment?" Are you my father, Julius Caesar? β
"Julius Caesar?" Caesar frowned in front of me, as if he were thinking, and at last it was evidently painful for him, for the first time in my life, or in my acquaintance, I had seen him look so affectionate.
"I am Julius Caesar?" Eventually, he looked at me and muttered.
My heart thumped when I heard the words of the man in front of me, and I remembered that the Sith had told me that Caesar had been killed by him in that great battle between Caesar and him. If what the Sith said is true, then who will it be at this moment, in front of my eyes?
"Who the hell are you?" Seeing his painful expression, I suddenly seemed to have some understanding, but I couldn't see it all at once.
"I've forgotten who I am," he paused for a moment, but I wondered why, when I had forgotten myself, I γγγγγγ In my mind and in my mind, a name came to mind," he said, looking up at me, "and I remember the name of a man, and that is Lyle. And, it's really strange, why, in my brain, there is an impression that that Lyle is very much the same as yours, but when I searched carefully, I found nothing, nothingγγγγγγ Speaking of which, I saw the confusion in his eyes again, and even some of the pain after passing through the confusion.
Hearing Caesar's words, I seemed to understand something, but because my brain felt a little confused, I couldn't fully understand it, but there were always some shadows, as if waiting to be discovered and discovered.
At this moment, facing the confused expression of this familiar figure, I no longer know what to say.
In this way, after we looked at each other for a while, he suddenly spoke again, "Why, there is a pain in my heart, why, this pain, after your arrival, seems to be more intense?" "I looked at me, struggling with an emotion in my heart.