Yu Guo stepped through the gate, and saw the same quadrangle house, and I don't know how much wind and rain the road has gone through to create such a dilapidated house, the four steps are covered with fine moss, and the first room in front of the gate is where he lives.

The breeze caressed his long hair, and he walked up the steps step by step, as if he had returned to his childhood, when he knelt in the yard, and the man took his long whip and whipped it him.

A thin light rain drifted in the air, and the long whip in his hand slapped on Xiao Yuguo's body with a snap, and the man was expressionless, shouting in a ruthless tone: "Bear the feeling of such pain, remember such an uncomfortable feeling!" Then forget about it, forget that it will make you sore! ”

The long whip struck the little fish on the naked and tender back, leaving a bruise of blood where the whip fell. The smell of fish irritates the nose, and the little fish fruit that can't scream in pain bites the lip, which is a smell that is smelled almost every day. The neighbor of the courtyard closed the door in a fit of rage, because no matter how much others tried to dissuade him, he could not be forbidden to torture the little fish.

"You are my son, you must bear my fate, Lao Tzu's fate is your fate!" A stern, sinister flush echoed in his ears for a long time, until he numbed his nerves, which had been a child...... One of the most dreaded words.

Yu Guo gently pushed open the wooden door, and a familiar smell wafted in the air, it was the smell of medicinal wine, the smell was too familiar, and the familiar seemed to have forgotten what it was.

The humble house, with its mud-scratched floor, was simple but spotless, and a ceiling fan hung from the ceiling that seemed to be pouring down at any moment, but it hung tenaciously on the ceiling. On either side are two old chairs that look like they were from the Liberation Era, and the corners of the chairs are in a semi-rotten state, and if a person who is a little too heavy sits down, he is afraid that he will be broken.

A tear ran straight across his cheek and dripped to the ground, and Yu Guo looked straight at it, and there was a spirit card and a familiar face on the big table five meters in front of him. That was the person he hated the most in his life and loved the most.

Xiao Yuguo knelt on the ground naked, the inexplicable pain made the weak body tremble automatically, and the man took the medicinal wine and gently wiped the scars on Xiao Yuguo's body.

The man wiped it for him, and said sternly: "Only when your body is strong, you are out of your fate, this is my reason." "It's just that the tone is not so harsh. Xiao Yuguo couldn't help but let out a painful snort, but he didn't dare to cry, so he could only close his eyes tightly. The overlapping and intersecting whip marks were vividly displayed on the young back, which was an indelible trace.

Yu Guo stood quietly in front of the spiritual position, looking at the familiar face, the familiar feeling in his heart seemed to be still there, but why did his face seem to have something that he had never seen before? So, what is that? He stood silently, watching.

Yu Guo bit his lip, clenched the envelope tightly with his right hand, and yelled inwardly: What did he want to say? He's dead, and I'm finally free? My fate no longer has to be controlled? No! I am who I am, I am not a tool for anyone!

Yu Guo looked at him viciously in the photo, but the man's eyes in the photo seemed to have changed, he was no longer a demon, no longer the one he used to be. Yu Guo's face was a little distorted because of the discomfort, and he bit his lip, blood dripping through his teeth, so familiar. But this familiar feeling has no other feeling, it is one, a sense of compulsion!

Yu Guo stood in silence for ten minutes, and finally mustered up the courage, the creed was torn off, and he took out the dense letter paper with words written on it from the envelope. It can be seen that the man wrote this letter in a trembling state.

"Son, you're free, and I'm free.

You must hate me! Hate me for being so cruel to you, hate me for being selfish in controlling your destiny.

For twenty years, I have been thinking day and night that what I have lost needs you to carry and regain for me. I'm selfish, I've grown up, I've never paid attention to your feelings, I, I've never even asked you...... Would you like to ......

But I can't talk to you in person......

I'm sorry!

For twenty years, I have been incognito, just to regain the honor I once lost, and you are my hope, for which you have paid too much, my heart really can't forgive myself, but, I should be honest with you, because I don't want you to repeat my mistakes.

Once, I was a professional killer because of my cruel methods, and people gave me a code name for achieving my ends: Mad Wolf.

I've hurt so many people, including, including your own father! It's ridiculous, right, you've been growing up in the arms of your enemies. ”

When Yu Guo read this, the envelope in his hand was instantly crumpled into a ball of papyrus, and his anger could not be suppressed.

I...... I've been deceived in the dark? I've been fucking dogs? With a loud roar, the fish kicked the man's spiritual position over, and the old black and white photo fell to the ground with a thud, and the glass suddenly shattered.

In the cracked album, those eyes stared at the fish fruit motionlessly, without anger or emotion. Yu Guo watched with hatred, but he seemed to be angry because of what he wanted, not because of the contents of the letter......

The rapid breathing slowly calmed down, and Yu Guo opened the crumpled and unshapedly letterhead and continued to read.

"The opponent I admire the most in my life is your biological father, he is a respectable opponent! But things are often unexpected.

The game of Deadly is not as simple as people think, and there are hidden secrets inside. Because I know too much, I have attracted chase, and countless escapes cannot end! Until that day, it was your father who saved me, and I will never forget that day, it was I who made him despair, and I felt hope because of your father.

He entrusted you to me before he died, and he told me not to let children go down our old path, it is a point of no return, it is not hope, but despair!

And in the face of despair, I saw hope in his arms, and that hope was you!

Because I am unwilling and selfish, I have been training you since you were a child, all kinds of beatings, all kinds of torture, and even sending you to "hell" just to make you a fatal person! I hope that one day you can become a brilliant and fearless life-bearer and regain the honor that once belonged to me for me! I'm going to tell him that he's not the one who is in charge of his fate!

Until that day, I saw your crazy masochism, and that feeling made me extremely cold, and I was scared from the bottom of my heart. You are like a shining dark horse, unbridled and unbridled, winning the championship of "the art of self-harm" in one fell swoop......

He must be shocked, you are my masterpiece! I've been waiting for twenty years, I've been holding back for twenty years, just waiting for this moment! But when I finally waited for this day, I didn't have the feeling I had imagined.

When you stood on the podium, your last sentence instantly sent my heart to hell!

I didn't even think of it...... I turned you into a madman...... When the report came out, I completely realized that I was too wrong, because of my fault, you have become a psychopath!

Thinking of the harshness and cruelty I have been to you for so many years, I realized that it is so ridiculous, I value your body, but ignore your psychology, your heart must have endured unparalleled suffering over the years......

I can't forgive myself anymore, never, I don't even know if you can come out of it, it's all my fault. Child, I know that I am dying, but I see hope, selfish hope, the liberation of death, I'm sorry, forgive me for my weakness, I don't have the face to see you.

If you are still fortunate enough to see this letter, I do not ask for forgiveness, but I ask you to put it down and forget the past. I will go to hell and you will be born again.

Son, don't go back to our old ways, your father and I have lost so much for this.

It wasn't until this moment that I really understood that life never loses anything, only what you are afraid of losing, and whether you lose or not is determined by the heart. Hope is never given by others, but by oneself!

Child, please let go of everything and let go of my cruelty to you......

Live well......

Please give yourself a hope, a real hope! ”

Yu Guo knelt on the ground in pain, tears dripping down on the shattered photo, tears blurred his eyes, and he let it be as if he saw the ...... in the photo

His laughter......

It was a smile I had never seen before......

Hope and despair are born together, and who can stop them from the left to the right.