8. Destruction (I)

Looking at the miniature version of Cang Yan in front of him, Zhang Longqian frowned incomprehensibly.

What is this? Am I traveling into the past? No, no one can see me, no one can hear me, I can't even touch anything, it's ...... Sure enough, it's still an illusion, right?

So, isn't this his past, but just a false illusion?

Looking at the skinny child, recalling the dream in the morning that was completely connected to the scene, and the very real pain in her chest when she woke up from the dream, she immediately dismissed the idea.

No, it's not fake, that's his past.

Remembering that he almost lost consciousness in the Yongdao before, many dark thoughts were inexplicably aroused in his mind, and the former person also vaguely appeared in front of him, obviously his state of mind was greatly affected, and Zhang Longqian, who didn't know much about illusion, had a guess.

Perhaps, Cang Yan was also affected by that strange illusion, so she evoked memories in her heart, and the illusion she saw now should have appeared according to the change of his mood, and it was his real memory. If there was no Xiaoxue at that time, maybe Zhang Longqian would have been like Cang Yan, seeing the illusion created according to her memory, and thus trapped in his memory.

The more she thought about it, the more she felt that this was the case, Zhang Longqian shouted at that little Cang Yan, wanting to wake him up directly, maybe she could leave here, but she was like a non-existent person, no matter how she shouted, she couldn't attract Cang Yan's attention at all.

This made Zhang Longqian a little frustrated, and he could only watch everything continue as a bystander.

The woman who looked very young and beautiful squatted in front of the young Cang Yan and looked at him carefully, seemed to be relieved after confirming that he was okay, and then reached out and touched his head with some distress, and said softly: "I'm sorry, Xiao Yan, obviously ...... I know what they're going to do to you, but I can't do anything, I ...... What a useless mother...... Sorry ......"

seemed to be really guilty, and Cang Yan's mother's eyes dimmed, but the young Cang Yan didn't look at her, just calmly passed through her, and fell into the distance, but there was no focus.

It's like I don't want to hear her at all.

Realizing this, Cang Yan's mother showed an expression of wanting to cry, but she immediately closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, a gentle smile had already appeared on her face.

"Let's go, while there is still time, I'll help you clean up, and then send you to that mortal city, and ...... in the future You're going to live there. ”

Cang Yan's mother stood up as she spoke, but Cang Yan still didn't look at her, nor did she move her steps, but just said a cold refusal in that immature voice.

"No need."

Mother's body stiffened slightly, she looked at Cang Yan, who looked like ice, gently took his hand, and tried to show a smile: "Don't talk nonsense, you just turned nine years old, just a child, if I don't accompany you......"

"Then why don't you stay with me?" Coldly interrupting her mother's words, Cang Yan finally looked at her, and what came into contact with her stunned gaze was the sadness and weeping that could not be concealed by the coldness that was forcibly pretended.

"In the face of the status of the Cang family and your son, why, didn't you choose me?"

Beneath that calm tone was a deep, deep wound, dripping with blood and pain.

Looking at this child, who had learned to pretend to be calm at the age of nine, a complicated look passed in the mother's eyes.

The young Cang Yan can pretend to be calm, but he is a child after all, he can't really be so mature and calm, so he can't understand what his mother's eyes mean, but Zhang Longqian, who is standing between the two of them, can see it very clearly.

That's reluctance, self-blame, but it's also like ......

Peace.

It's really strange that it is clear that her child has been treated in a painful way, why can a mother show a reassuring look?

Zhang Longqian couldn't understand, and Cang Yan's mother didn't answer Cang Yan's question, she just led Cang Yan to turn her back and wanted to move forward.

“…… Let's go, we have to pack our things. You're going to have to learn to live alone in the future......"

The mother did not answer, but, for Cang Yan, this was already her answer.

Looking at the back that had once made him extremely dependent, Cang Yan's eyes flashed with despair, and finally he was completely covered by frost, he coldly shook off his mother's hand and calmly refused.

"No need. From today onwards, I will be expelled from the Cang family, and I will no longer be the third son of the Cang family, and you ...... There won't be any more contact, so, you don't have to do all this for me anymore. ”

After speaking, without looking at her mother who was frozen in place, Cang Yan walked straight past her and walked forward.

Zhang Longqian, who couldn't control her movement, floated forward helplessly with Cang Yan, she was like a ghost who couldn't touch anything, looking back at the beautiful mother who was standing in place, getting farther and farther away, and her eyes couldn't help but pass a trace of confusion.

"Mom...... Is it supposed to be like this? ”

Zhang Longqian didn't know that she had been living with her father since she could remember, and she didn't even remember what her mother looked like, nor did she understand what kind of existence the "mother" in the mouths of her classmates was.

It seems that when you see your child happy, you will be happier than your child.

It seems that when a child is found to be sad, he will be more sad than the child.

It seems that when you perceive the child's pain, you will want to replace the child's painful existence.

It was a very complicated existence, an existence that Zhang Longqian, who had no mother, didn't quite understand, but it shouldn't be an existence like the woman in front of him.

Sighing softly, Zhang Long turned his gaze back, looking at the young Cang Yan who kept walking forward but was always two steps away from her, she couldn't help but feel like a balloon in Cang Yan's hand, she could only follow him and keep moving forward, powerless to resist.

And then what?

She already knew that Cang Yan had been expelled from her family, and at the age of only nine, she had to learn to live alone, and even her own mother would not be by his side. And then what? Is there anything else she needs to know?

A feeling of peeping at other people's ** came to mind, which made Zhang Longqian feel a little unpleasant.

Enough is enough, I don't want to look at it anymore, is there any point in peeking into someone else's past like this?

I want to get out of here, I want to wake up Cang Yan, there are still a lot of messy things waiting for us to deal with in reality.

I can't, trapped in this incomprehensible illusion.

Cang Yan, you too.

Looking at the young and helpless, but pretending to be strong, Zhang Longqian seemed to understand why Cang Yan couldn't hear her voice.

She didn't know what to do, but since she couldn't let herself go away, Zhang Long subconsciously closed her eyes, at least visually let herself escape from this inexplicable phantom of the past, but muttered softly.

"Cang Yan, I don't know if you can hear it, but it's just an illusion, a world that has long passed, you can't stay stuck here all the time, you have to leave. Maybe I'm not qualified to say that, but ...... You're not alone like you used to be, are you? ”

After a pause, she whispered again.

“…… At least, I'm still here. ”

Cang Yan's originally regular footsteps suddenly disappeared, and the surroundings suddenly quieted down, which made Zhang Longqian a little uneasy, but knowing that this was still in Cang Yan's memory, even if she was uneasy, she didn't subconsciously open her eyes.

I can't, snooping into your memories anymore.

A firm voice sounded in his heart, and then, everything that was still began to change again, gradually accelerating. It seemed that something was constantly passing in front of Zhang Longqian's eyes, there were shadows reflected by the light, and there were dazzling and bright colors, silent but complicated, Zhang Longqian still closed his eyes tightly and never looked at it.

The colours flashed quickly, soon turning into darkness again, and her nose was once again filled with the smell of damp earth.

His body seemed to be heavier all of a sudden, and Xiaoxue's anxious cry came from his ears, and Zhang Longqian finally realized that he seemed to have escaped from that illusion.

She opened her eyes, and the first thing she saw was a pair of dark and quiet eyes looking down at her.

After being stunned for a moment, Zhang Longqian realized who the owner of these eyes was, and then she understood what the situation was now.

She somehow fell, and she happened to lie on Cang Yan's lap.

After realizing this, she immediately jumped up and stood up, and Cang Yan, who was barely sitting against the wall, stood up silently, without looking at Zhang Longqian's somewhat embarrassed expression.