Chapter fifty-six
"Xiang Ran, tell me about him. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć info Tell me, my dad. Xiao Lu put down the album in his hand and looked up at Xiang Ran by the window.
Xiang Ran looked out the window with his eyes and spoke slowly, as if he was talking to Xiaolu, and as if talking to himself.
"His name is Lin Qian. It's the younger brother of Xiaonuo's mother. The year Arnold's mom married my dad, I was eight and he was thirteen. ā
"That was our beginning, because of this, I am very glad that my father married Lin Qing."
"But, at that time, I thought that I only had my father. He only has an older sister. My dad and her sister were going to reorganize the family, and he and I would both be superfluous in this world, because we would both lose our only loved ones. But he thinks that he and I are the lucky people in this world, because we will have more. ā
"He's such a person, and there's always light in front of him. Everything he saw was filled with joy and satisfaction. I followed behind him, and he led me to rediscover this world of fantasy and infinite possibilities in his eyes. ā
Xiang Ran suddenly turned around and looked at Xiaolu with desperate eyes, "But, maybe I will never be able to be like him, I am just a small grass under his light, without him, my world is only dark and cold." ā
Xiaolu shook his head and stood up and walked over to him, "No, you are also my sunshine, and you have also illuminated my world. Each of us should be like this, because you have received the warmth of others, so you also have to pass on the warmth and light to the next person. The forest situation is like this, so you have to be like him, and you have indeed done it, you have lit up the hearts of many people! ā
"Me? Enlighten the hearts of many people? ā
"Of course! Don't you know? You are what many men look up to, and you have done things that many people can't, and you have inspired them to move forward more resolutely. Xiao Lu replied with a firm gaze.
Xiang Ran seemed to have been greatly impacted, since my mother left, those six years were my happiest years, but, I, I found that I became a stranger person, I may have been born a monster, so, nightmares always accompany me.
I watched my mom in front of me, she smashed dozens of thermometers, collected that mercury and sucked it into a syringe, and then, pushed her own vein, you know? She pushed and told me what would happen to her next. It's like doing an experiment. She locked the two of us in her room and let me watch herself kill herself with the most brutal means, and I stayed in that rented room for seven whole days until my father found us.
At that time, she had been dead for five days. Do you know what mercury poisoning looks like when people die? Big tears slid down Xiang Ran's face, but there was no expression on his face, no pain, no sadness, although he was crying, he looked so calm. It was as if those tears were just raindrops falling from the sky.
"Nope! Say no more! Xiao Lu covered her mouth in horror so as not to scream because of the gaffe, she felt her whole body tremble, she thought that she was used to seeing all kinds of human tragedies in the orphanage, but she had never imagined that such a hellish thing would happen in the world. The corners of her mouth tasted salty, and she realized that she had burst into tears. "Even so, I'm still willing to believe it,"
Xiang Ran raised his head slightly, squinted his eyes at a certain place in the sky, as if there was sunlight shining on his face, his expression slowly softened, he lowered his head and looked at Xiaolu, and said softly: "Xiaolu, your father is my sunshine." He brightened up my whole life. They all said he was dead, but I knew he wasn't, he had always been there, he created it all. ā
He spread his arms and circled around the room. "How could he have died, that all of me, including you, of Elun, of everything, that had come from his creation, and that all of this was still there, and that would all continue? He's just in a different form. There is no such thing as life or death in an existence like his. For me, he's always with me. ā