Gu Hua Fan looked at the things around him that were rapidly retreating, and felt that he was like an elf shuttling among snowflakes at the moment.

Turning his head to look at Gu Weikong, who was chuckling, he said in a clear voice: "Brother, where are we going?" ”

Gu Weikong smiled lightly and said softly: "Take you to see our parents." ”

At the mention of his parents, the smile on the corner of Gu Huafan's mouth slowly faded, but looking at Gu Weikong's still smiling face, he immediately showed a smile, and looked back at the distant unknown distance, at this moment they did not feel desolate.

It was a high mountain cliff, and the forest was covered with heavy snow, layer after layer, like ice sculptures, crystal clear.

In a clearing, two graves stood with her mother's name and her father's name engraved on the tombstones.

It wasn't until now that she saw the three words Gu Tianrong engraved on the tombstone, and she knew that the man who gave up his life to protect their mother and son, and was also called her father for five years, was named Gu Tianrong.

can look at the two tombstones, just simply written, Mu Mingyue's tomb. The Tomb of Gu Tianrong.

It's so simple, but the meaning is so simple.

Since the mother is married, she must bear her husband's surname until she dies. But the person who carved the monument did not do this, did he not know her parents, or did he do it on purpose?

The ancient painting fan frowned slightly, but still knelt on his knees and kowtowed three heads deeply.

Ten years later, she finally saw her parents again, albeit only two cold graves.

"The remains of my father and mother were buried by Master Yiyun and Master Zhikong that year." Gu Weikong said softly.

Hearing him say this, the ancient painting fan was even more puzzled. How could the two masters not know the relationship between father and mother, but why did they do it? Is it true that as my uncle said a few years ago, my father is not my father?

"Brother. I once heard something from my uncle. ”

"Uncle? You mean that sanctimonious Mu Chongying! ”

Suddenly, Gu Weikong's voice was cold, and Mu Chongying's eyes were even colder.

But he was stunned when he heard the ancient painting, and looked back at Gu Weikong.

"How could my brother say that?"

Gu Weikong looked at the ancient painting fan's slightly frowning brows, and then sighed heavily.

"It's my brother's fault, I thought you were no longer alive all these years, so I never inquired about you again. Who would have thought that Mu Chongying would use such a method. I can make you call him uncle! ”

Hearing these words, Gu Huafan also roughly guessed some reasons, thinking that he was also disgusted with their uncle like his brother. But I can hear his words all these years. I pondered the past by myself, and I was already in a trance.

Looking at Gu Weikong's cold face, the ancient painting fan sighed lightly.

"Brother, you're always a little older than me. Think about the memories of the year. You feel like your father and mother are close. Respectful to each other? ”

"Father and mother naturally have a very good relationship." Gu Weikong said softly. But when I thought about it carefully, I felt that something was wrong, so I frowned slightly.

The ancient painting fan said to himself: "But they respect each other like guests, but they are like friends?" Brother, if one day I become a parent, I will never be like my father and mother, even if they are so respectful and affectionate. But just like a friend. Brother, don't you understand? ”

"Little sister. What do you want to say? He asked this question very softly, like snowflakes sprinkled on the ocean. There is no weight, but there is a real zài.

Gu Huafan slowly stood up and walked to Gu Weikong's eyes, staring at him, and said word by word: "Brother, have you ever thought that father and mother are actually not real husband and wife. A qiē is just an illusion. ”

"Nonsense! Little sister, don't listen to that Mu Chongying's nonsense! Gu Wei shouted loudly.

Gu Huafan grabbed Gu Weikong's arms and muttered, "Brother, you are so transparent, how can you not understand?" You just don't want to think about it, but it's true. How can my brother hide his ears and steal the bell and deceive himself? ”

At that time, his brother was ten years old, and the mode of getting along between his father and mother, as long as he dialed it slightly, he would not be unable to understand it. He just didn't want to think about it.

"Brother—"

"Little sister, don't say any more. I don't want to know what happened to my father and mother back then. I only know that their great revenge has been avenged, and now only Mu Chongying's debt needs to be repaid! Gu Weikong said flatly.

"Revenge has been avenged? Brother, what do you mean by that? Gu Hua Fan looked at his brother in front of him in shock. Although blood is thicker than water, what her otherworldly soul knows about him is still like a mystery.

"Little sister, my brother returned to the imperial city this time in order to bring the Jiang family to justice and take revenge. Now I am fortunate to have fulfilled my long-cherished wish. But the court was useless, and ran away from Jiang Hou! I was going to leave a few days ago to chase after it, but I was fortunate to find my little sister's deposit, so it has been delayed until now. Gu Weikong lightly brushed the hair of the ancient painting fan, and the smile on the corner of his mouth was soft.

"Then, in the past few years, the Jiang clan has collapsed at such a rapid speed, and you are all behind it?" The ancient painting fan said softly in a daze.

"Jiang Hou is unwilling to accept the status quo, and vainly tries to get lucky with the enemy and treason, everyone will be punished, and my brother just pushed him to make the Jiang family decline even faster!"

The ancient painting fan pursed his lips and looked at Gu Weikong's face, and sighed softly for a while.

It is said that the past is cloudy, but some of the past is still deeply latent in the heart, not only will it not be as light as a feather like a cloud, but it will overwhelm you and force you to do something you are unwilling to do.

Everyone's past is forcing how many people to be crazy!

The ancient painting fan lowered his head and gently leaned his head on Gu Weikong's shoulder, swearing in his heart.

Brother, in the future, the world will be accompanied by all difficulties and obstacles.

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On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, although it was not lively in the palace, it was calmer than then, and he would no longer stay up late to wait for the New Year with the master in the palace, nor would he be careful to serve for fear of sinning any nobleman.

Now sitting alone on the cliff, with my brother by my side, this feeling is like living a life.

The word "relatives", she felt that it had not appeared in her mind for two lifetimes, but now it was different.

The ancient painting fan leaned obliquely against Gu Weikong's back, looking at the stars in the sky. I don't think about anything, I don't do anything, and it goes on and on.

"Brother, will we spend the New Year together every year in the future?" The ancient painting fan looked at the endless void and muttered.

Gu Weikong's eyes looked at the unknown distance, but he didn't smile.

The ancient painting fan leaned against his back again, closing his eyes and enjoying the rare peace.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, although the outside world is so prosperous, on this silent cliff, the two people are calmly warming each other, and there is no other cave.

Early this morning, after the ancient painting fan took the lead in getting up and cleaning up, he walked out of the small courtyard to Gu Weikong's residence in the neighboring courtyard. (To be continued.) )