Running lifelessly, even if she bumped into a pedestrian, she didn't even say sorry, she just wanted to leave here, her mind was very chaotic, since the cultivation of the Tao, she rarely had uncontrollable emotions, even in the face of danger still calmly, but at this time-

Her heart was in turmoil.

Xing Shisan moved his mouth to Cangyue and asked her to catch up with the little girl.

At this moment, the woman in the vegetable market was stunned and immediately rushed out, but was held by a strong hand.

"Follow me". Once, he had seen her.

But I don't know if she can remember him.

West Lake.

"You used to be Lao Yan's soldier, and you came to the house for dinner, I remember you." At the beginning, Xing Shisan's old fritters were hard, and the relationship with the little girl was good, and the women put a few more eyes on it at that time.

Xing Shisan nodded, once the sea was difficult to water, once - what a good word it used to be.

"How do you ......" he didn't understand, didn't understand.

The woman smiled bitterly: "I am now visiting Buddhism, maybe it is what the Buddhists say, what you plant is what you get, I thought there would be a happy marriage, he didn't like other people's children, I gave up my mother, he needed money to turnover, I gave him all my savings, but once people have money...... He kicked the old lady and found a more beautiful one."

After a pause, he looked lonely at the white snowflakes landing, and said lonely: "I know I'm sorry for Nannan, and I want to come back to make up for it, but the army has lost her figure, and no one wants to tell me where she went?" I know, I'm sorry for Old Yan...... But you can—"

She didn't know how to explain it, but from the moment she gave up on the little girl, she had lost everything.

If you want to turn back, I'm afraid it's hard with my character.

In the past seven or eight years, she has rummaged through the corners and corners of Xinhang, and has worked countless short-term jobs, just for the mistakes she made at the beginning.

She has lived half her life, and I wonder if the next half of her life will allow her to pay off the rest of her sins?

The most fearful thing is that there is no chance of repayment.

"She's with you"? Too much chance becomes inevitable.

Xing Shisan nodded, as a father, he has the obligation to protect his daughter, but no matter how good the relationship is, it can't be worth the blood and family affection.

The mistake she made at the beginning was so big that it caused nothing to add to it.

If she could make the little girl forget all the pain if she died, Xing Shisan would do it without hesitation, but she couldn't.

There will always be flaws and regrets in many things.

Just like the "Water Tune Song Head" written by the old man Su Shi, who has seen everything thousands of years ago: people are pessimistic, the moon is cloudy and sunny, this matter is difficult to complete, I hope that people will last for a long time, and the cicadas will be thousands of miles together.

He now hopes that the last two sentences can be realized, Xing Shisan has lost his mother since he was a child, he can personally experience the feeling of not having a mother's love and care, and now that he is older, he is a little lighter, but no matter how strong she is, she is just a child who has not grown up after all, and she still needs love that blood is thicker than water.

Hatred is a very terrible thing, Xing Shisan doesn't want to see a child living like a mask man with a shackle of hatred every day, and the object of hatred is still his mother, that is a cruel thing.

"Can you help me? For the sake of Lao Yan's face...... I know I'm not qualified—"Why did I get lost in the first place?" Who is to blame?

She is not qualified, and the only motivation to survive is her daughter.

After a while, Xing Shisan sighed faintly: "Nan Nan is your daughter, you should understand, I can't pull back five cows if I am stubborn, I can only say my best."

Meanwhile.

The other side of West Lake.

The little girl looks up and looks!

Pieces of small snowflakes are as light as smoke, as pure as jade, and as white as silver.

The song of snow is so wonderful and beautiful. Every winter, it sings the song of purity, the sound of light, and the law of strictness repeatedly. This snow song should not only be a unique song for winter, it should be a song of life for everyone.

Suddenly, a large black umbrella fell silently on top of her head, blocking the distance between heaven and earth.

The snow was like a sky and slid down the edge of the umbrella.

She didn't cry, thinking it wasn't worth it, but her heart felt like it was cracking, a heart-rending pain.

"Sister Cang, I'm so uncomfortable, this hurts-" She hugged her heart, her face full of sorrow.

Since she left, why did she re-enter her sight?

Let go, she thinks, but she always inadvertently recalls the past, and the more she wants to let go, the more she can't let go.

Suddenly, an ethereal voice floated by, "You will hurt, because you care, I and Thirteen have only one attitude, go according to our hearts, no matter how you choose, don't forget that you still have me, Xing Thirteen, and a home."

After a long time, he said softly: "Let's go back"!

She doesn't want to exhort too much, there are some things that can only be thought and realized by herself, and there are many ups and downs on the road to growth, which everyone needs to experience.

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At this time, on a skyscraper in Xinhang.

Even in the house, he did not remove the mask on his face, which symbolized hell.

Leaning back on the chaise longue, he closed his eyes and pondered, and after a while, he opened a pair of sparkling Yin Owl eyes, and asked hoarsely into the silent air, "How is Shadow Forty-Three training?"

After a slight fluctuation in the air, a woman shrouded in pitch-black service, with a silk veil on her face, stood beside him and replied respectfully: "Since Shadow Forty-Three was captured by us three years ago, through two months of torture, combined with medicine, from my current observation, it is still under control."

"Shadow, how many years have you been with me"? The figure under the mask of hell can't see the face, and I don't know what kind of mind is under the plain words?

Shadow Charm didn't dare to speculate, so she could only carefully answer: "In one month, it will be eight years old."

The mask figure nodded: "Yes, it was still organizing at that time, you came a few months later than me, we trained together, worked hard, and have always been the best partners, even Qinghu She doesn't have a tacit understanding between you and me, and now that she's dead, do you know what I'm going to do next"?

"Killing". In the mouth of a woman, she can say that killing people is so indifferent, it is more casual than killing chickens.

"No", the masked man waved his hand, laughed grimly, and said cruelly: "Killing people is certainly enjoyable, but some things are more interesting than killing people."

After a pause, he pointed to a small porcelain vase on the table, and sneered proudly: "Do you know what it is?"

Shadow shook her head.

"God's Forgetfulness", the masked man laughed: "Maybe you don't know much, God's Forgetfulness has produced a total of ten bottles, and the remaining nine bottles are all used in the Aryan gods at the base, once you take this medicine, you will forget all the predecessors, if it weren't for Xing Shisan's destruction of the Tibetan area, the organization would never agree to me to apply for this bottle of God's Forgetfulness, you must know that these ten bottles of divine medicine have exhausted the rare medicinal materials that the organization hunted in Shambhala and other places, and then think about the finished product, it is almost impossible, now...... You give it to Shadow Forty-Three, and I don't need to hand it over to you, do you?"

"Shadow Gets It". She has a deep fear of the Masked Man, and although she seems kind and has a charm for her, she knows that he will trust no one but himself.

Looking at the man who had fallen into maniac laughter, she picked up God's Forgetfulness and slowly disappeared into the darkness.

The masked man had no reason not to laugh, he seemed to have seen the scene of Xing Shisan fighting with his own people, what kind of scene would it be when the time came? It should be exciting!

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Inside the villa.

All four of them have returned home, but they are almost unanimously silent about what has just happened, some things must not be rushed, you must know how to take it step by step, otherwise it will only backfire.

In the kitchen, Xing Shisan washed vegetables, Cangyue cut vegetables, Du Yue was responsible for cooking, only the little girl was watching TV in the living room with interest, and her brain was blank.

"Nannan, help me bring the meat in, see if I show you a hand today, what is the real braised pork." If you want to forget one thing, you have to do another.

Xing Shisan didn't want to care about what he didn't have, he just hoped that Nan Nan could be happy, if she didn't want to recognize that mother, he wouldn't be deliberately reluctant.

With the catering of a few people, the little girl slowly became happy, perhaps she had noticed the kindness exuded by a few people, and hid the softest haze in her heart in the deepest part.

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"The liver is lacking, the kidneys are weak and tired, the second child, if you continue like this, you will be able to pay for it." Municipal People's Hospital, when he learned that Han Guang, the second of the four brothers, suddenly fainted a few days ago, Xing Shisan rushed to the city without stopping.

At this time, touching his pulse seemed to be much worse than he had guessed when he first came, and his brows couldn't help frowning.

Xing Shisan didn't want to care about his private life, but because his private life completely affected his life, as a brother, he couldn't let it go.

In addition to him, today's fourth Wu Jiangping escort also echoed on the side.

Han Guang smiled and said disapprerovingly: "Life must be happy, don't make the gold bottle empty to the moon."

Although he is not the most outstanding of the four brothers, he must be the most free-spirited.

For such a person, it is very easy to talk about others, but he just admits his death and wants to save face, even if he knows that his brothers are for his good, he also feels upset.

He Han Guang is no longer a child, and he knows how to cherish his body.

Xing Shisan opened his mouth, wanting to speak and stopped.

As they grow older, they are not the original after all, after the filth of the social dye vat, everyone's heart is quietly changing, and the once simple friendship is gradually going farther and farther, and there is no going back!

"202 ward rounds", with a voice, walked in from outside the door several doctors in white coats, walking in the forefront was a female doctor in her thirties, Xing Shisan got up and saw the badge - Xia Xiayao, a very strange name, wearing the attending physician's vest.

The rest of the assistant attending physician, two interns, and several nurses accompanied him, and the lineup was really not small.