[Volume 3, Heaven and Earth Black List]——

Di Cheng washed his body carefully, wrapped a towel and walked out of the bathroom, Wei Shuxuan was already waiting outside with a first-aid kit, when she saw the sturdy upper body full of masculinity, Rao was anxious, and she couldn't help blushing.

"Uncle Wang has already gone to the hospital in person, the dean and my father are good friends, he has promised to help, and the police station will be negotiated by my father in person, it will be fine, you don't have to worry."

"Thank you." Di Cheng closed his eyes slightly.

"You're so polite with me." Wei Shuxuan pouted, but looking at these hideous wounds and scars almost all over his body, he felt that his heart was hit hard by something, and he was unspeakably uncomfortable. What kind of experience can cause so many scars, and how has he come through all these years.

The sudden sound of soft sobbing from behind made Di Cheng open his eyes and turn his head to look at Wei Shuxuan: "What's wrong?" ”

Wei Shuxuan pursed her lips tightly and shook her head vigorously, but the tears in her eyes couldn't be stopped somehow, and they flowed more and more.

Di Cheng thought about it briefly, smiled softly, and said, "Don't worry, it's just some small injuries, I'm strong, and I'll be fine in a few days." ”

"Do you have to fight and kill like this all day?" Wei Shuxuan didn't want to interfere with his life by crying, but looking at the scars on his body, he couldn't control his emotions.

Di Cheng shook his head slowly and said softly: "This is the path I chose, although it is difficult, it allows me to feel that I am truly living in this world, rather than following the flow like a walking corpse." ”

"Can't you stop and rest? I'll accompany you out for a walk, look at the scenery outside, and relax. ”

"Stop? Hehe, you don't understand, if I stop, even if it takes a minute or a second, even if it takes a few years in the future, it may not be able to be recovered. My own path, I will keep going, never stop. Not only for myself, but also for the brothers behind me who follow with their lives, for us...... A dreamland in my heart. ”

The gentle voice weighed more than a thousand catties, and all Wei Shuxuan's words of persuasion were gagged, and Bei Yan bit his red lips lightly, and gradually fell silent.

After a moment of silence with each other, Di Cheng smiled softly and comforted: "Don't worry, there may be a few people in this world who can seriously hurt me, but there are people who can kill me...... It doesn't exist yet! ”

Wrapping the bandage gently, Wei Shuxuan hugged Di Cheng from behind, stuck it on his back covered with scars, and said softly: "Promise me, one day in the future, when you are tired, come home, okay?" ”

Patting Wei Shuxuan's hand, Di Cheng said: "When no one dares to hurt you anymore, as well as my relatives, friends, and brothers, I will come back and accompany you." ”

"Hmm." Wei Shuxuan nodded lightly, but the delicate face of the pear blossom with rain was still a little worried and sad.

If you really want to talk about it, the time between the two has been together for a short time, but Wei Shuxuan is more and more greedy for this heart-to-heart feeling, and is infatuated with his temperament that is different from other men. She also understands that Di Cheng is not an ordinary person, it can't be the kind of man who stays at home to accompany his wife and children, if he wants him to really stop and accompany himself, it is difficult, the possibility is too small and too small.

And these scars all over the body are a portrayal of his life, the danger of life must always be with him, Shu Xuan does not know Di Cheng's world, but he knows that there can be no invincible existence in the world, in the face of disaster and death, human life is as fragile as porcelain.

Suddenly...... She felt a little scared, and hugged Di Cheng's arm and wrist and couldn't help but exert herself, as if she was afraid of losing the man she fell in love with for the first time in her life.

Di Cheng was also slightly distracted, but his attention was on the photo on the wall, looking at his childhood self, his childhood sister, and his childhood home, as if he had returned to the deepest and deepest space in his dream.

"Shu Xuan? Shu Xuan? After a long time, Di Cheng came back to his senses, but found that Shu Xuan, who was lying on his back, had fallen asleep. Tossing since midnight, her nervous heart has never relaxed, she is indeed tired.

After shouting softly a few times and not responding, Di Cheng slowly pulled away and hugged his arms and wrists, carefully picked up Wei Shuxuan, put her on the bed, and gently covered the mattress. Quietly looked at the tearful face in his sleep, sighed secretly in his heart, and turned to leave the room.

Di Wei wanted to rest in other rooms, but as soon as he closed the door, there was a sudden sound of rumbling footsteps outside, and after a while, the door downstairs slammed open, and Shen Xuemei, who had an anxious and panicked face, ran in quickly, followed by Wei Yehua and others.

However, before the others could enter the room, they were sternly drunk and withdrawn by Wei Yehua, and the door was closed again, and locked from the inside.

"Mr. Wei, aunt, let you bother, it's just a little ......" Di Chenggang wanted to be polite, but Shen Xueqi, who was originally anxious and flustered, stayed there in response, looking straight at Di Cheng upstairs, and after a short period of distraction, his expression began to shake, his breathing began to be short, and tears rolled down like a bank.

"Cheng'er!" With a wail full of excitement and pain, Shen Xueqi almost ran and climbed upstairs, and even bumped into her knees several times without realizing it.

Rushing in front of Di Cheng, Shen Xueqi trembled her hands, held Di Cheng's face, and called out in a trembling voice full of tears: "Cheng'er is really you?" Cheng'er ...... I'm a mother, Cheng'er......"

Di Cheng was stunned by Shen Xueqi's sudden move, letting her trembling hands caress his cheeks, he was always shrewd and wise, and his brain was a little blank.

"Cheng'er, my Cheng'er! I'm a mother! Cheng'er ...... My Cheng'er......" Shen Xueqi hugged Di Cheng tightly, her hands swaying wildly in his hair and back, crying sadly.

After becoming suspicious of the photos in the room, she asked Wei Yehua, who was vague at first, but the more so, the more suspicious it became, and finally ...... Wei Yehua's slight nodding action evoked the most painful wound in her heart. For her son's death, she has always blamed herself deeply, always thinking that it was her own mother who indirectly killed her own son, that kind of injury, that kind of pain, that kind of suffering, only she can understand best, how many days she washed her face with tears, how many nights she cried bitterly holding the photo of her son, and how many dreams she missed her son's face.

The pain of losing a child was unforgettable, and it almost drove her crazy.

Twenty years passed slowly, and under the deliberate comfort of her family, she gradually woke up from her sadness, and the pain was buried deep in her heart, thinking that she had no chance to repay her apologies to her son in this life. Can......

But suddenly, the dead son stood alive in front of him again.

Is it a surprise, is it joy? is still buried deep in the heart of the deep sorrow and self-blame.

Shen Xueqi hugged Di Cheng tightly and cried loudly, all emotions were released and vented in this cry with sadness.

"My child, my child!"

"I'm my mother, I'm your mother."

"Why don't you recognize your mother, why do you ......"

Shen Xueqi cried out in grief, tears rolled and flowed like a, and the thick sadness made Wei Yehua, who followed closely, couldn't help but burst into tears, and finally knelt down with a puff, the dignity of the elders, the prestige in front of people, and everything was completely abandoned at this moment, he was just a father, a father with a deep sense of guilt for his children.

Wei Yehua closed his eyes, muddy tears crawled all over his face, and his lips trembled: "I know you are bitter, you are tired...... It's because we're sorry for you, it's okay for you to beat me and scold me. Can...... But this is still your home, we are still your dearest and dearest people, Cheng'er, I have never begged anyone in my life, this time I beg you, I beg you...... Give us a chance, just a chance, let us repay everything we owe you for so many years, and make up for the wrong things we did back then. ”

"Cheng'er, you can say something." Shen Xueqi held Di Cheng's face with trembling hands, and sobbed with nervousness and anticipation: "Do you still hate your mother?" Are you still complaining about me? Cheng'er, you can say something. [(m)bulletless window reading]