Barren mountains, dark clouds rolling, winds howling, raindrops and rocks collide, "popping" and singing. The electric light flickered in the clouds, like a brontosaurus roaring, and "boom" sounded from time to time.

The night was dark, the rain was pouring down, and it was extremely turbulent.

There is a little light in the middle of the wind and rain, like a flat boat in the boundless ocean, ups and downs, as if it will be drowned in the boundless darkness at any time. However, it can always be reinvigorated at the edge of darkness and shine a light for this dark and stormy night. In the midst of this light, there is a thatched hut.

The barren mountains here are continuous, not to mention the trees, even the weeds are difficult to see, except for the rocks, it is the loess. This thatched hut is the only building in this barren mountain, and it is desolate and lonely under the turbulent wind and rain.

The thatched hut is small, and it seems that there is enough room for a bed, a table, a stove, a wardrobe, and a few chairs. And it is, it is.

Inside, there was an oil lamp lit on the table, the only light in the endless darkness. There was a bed at the distance of Mish at the table, and on the bed lay an old man in his last years, and beside the bed stood a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy.

The old man half-squinted, as if he was asleep. His breathing was steady, as if it were normal. But if you feel it carefully, it is not difficult to know that the old man is already out of breath and inlet in less.

The old man lay quietly, the young man stood quietly, the lamp was not calm but burning calmly, the calm atmosphere in the house and the turbulent world outside the house seemed to be separated by two worlds, but they were so harmoniously blended together.

The lights flickered for a while, the wind outside the house quieted down, and the light inside the room turned on, and the boy in the coarse clothes and thick pants could be seen clearly. The young man's sword eyebrows are soft, his starry eyes are calm, and his appearance is unusually handsome. At that moment, the boy opened his mouth, breaking the silence.

"Isn't it time to tell me about them?"

The old man's half-squinted eyes opened slightly, looked at the roof, and fell into memory. After a long while, the old man slowly spoke.

"Earth calendar, in 2116 A.D., the Touch tribe invaded the earth, and instantly defeated the Earth Alliance composed of various major powers with technology that the earth did not dare to imagine at that time, and our earth has since become a colony of the Touch tribe. The earth's resources have been frantically plundered, and we, the earthlings, have also become slaves of the Touche Clan, bullied and slaughtered. I don't think any earthlings are willing to be slaves, but the strength of the Touch Clan is too strong, we have been killed, we can only let it go, and no one dares to stand up and raise a voice of resistance. ”

At this point, the old man's cloudy eyes lit up, but he was proud. Just listen to him continue:

"At that time, your father was about the same age as you are now, and seeing this, your father vowed to change all this, to make the earth independent, no longer bullied by the Touch, and to become the most powerful race in the universe. Your father said so, and he tried so hard. “

The old man did not specifically say how hard the young man's father worked back then, but in a short sentence, the young man had already felt the feelings that the old man felt at this time.

The young man's eyes seemed to be in contemplation, but in the depths of Jing Tan, they were no longer calm, and there was an undercurrent quietly surging. The old man seemed to see through the boy's emotions, and waited quietly for the boy to finish his contemplation before continuing. This time, the old man's tone was less proud, and he returned to calm.

"Your father has been working on Earth for twenty years, but with little success. The earth could no longer accommodate him, and in order to learn how to make the earth strong, he had to choose to go to the alien planet. That's thirty-six years. ”

Thirty-six years, the old man spoke very calmly, but the young man heard his heaviness.

Thirty-six years, such a long time, an old man, without relatives and no reason, alone, what will he watch over in these long years?

The young man's eyes were slightly downcast, and a faint dark cloud condensed on the quiet tan.

"Your father came back with your mother, and your mother was beautiful and beautiful, and I have never seen such a beautiful person in my life. And your father looks the same as when he left, he is over 70 years old and still in the prime of his thirties. I know that your father has become stronger, although I don't know how strong it is, but I can feel a terrible aura in your father. ”

"When I learned that your mother was pregnant with you before she returned, I was so happy that I thought we could finally be reunited. With a bitter smile, the old man's cloudy eyes were full of complexity, "Later, I learned that your mother came from a god-level civilization, the Celestial Clan. Moreover, she is also the goddess of the Heavenly Clan. “

"When I first heard the news, I was very proud, proud of your father, that my son could marry such a woman. The wry smile on his ravine-covered face grew thicker, and the old man sighed softly, "It wasn't long before I learned that the Celestial Maiden was the symbol of the Celestial Clan, destined to be lonely all her life and unable to be with anyone. If it is violated, it will be ...... Wrath of the Celestials!"

Hearing this, Jingtan was shocked, his breathing was tight, and the boy subconsciously clenched his fists.

"Hehehe!" this time, the old man laughed, the bitterness was already too rich to be incomprehensible, "Your parents know that they can't be together, but they still choose to be together. At the time I didn't know if it was right or wrong, no, not only then, but I still don't know if it was right or wrong. “

Caught in the question of right and wrong, it took a long time for the old man to come to his senses. At this time, although he deliberately wanted to be as calm as before, his tone revealed unforgettable pain, and even his voice trembled slightly.

"Three years later, your mother gave birth to you, and just a few days after you landed, the people of the Celestial Clan broke through the space and came, and your mother went back with the people of the Celestial Clan in order to protect your father and protect you. After your mother left, your father locked himself in the house for a whole month before he came out, and I still remember what your father looked like when he came out. “

"His jet-black hair was frost-stained, whiter than mine. His confident eyes became haggard, and his whole person became decadent, and I smelled the smell of decay in him. I know that his body is alive, but his heart is dead. ”

"A year later, he completed the 'Star Destroying Fist' boxing book, and after handing me the boxing book to you, he also left to find your mother. ”

The cloudy eyes were full of heavy exhaustion, and in this exhaustion, there was endless grief, and the old man's voice gradually became unpleasant.

"He left and never came back. I don't know where he is now, how he's doing, if he's seeing your mother. I don't know how your mother is now, whether she has seen your father or not. ”

As if he was stupid, the old man looked at the roof in a daze for a long time.

"I don't know......"

After a brief pause, the old man turned his head sideways and looked at the boy, "That's all I know. ”

The boy turned his back to the light, hidden in the darkness, and could not see his expression clearly, but did not respond for a moment. Seeing this, the old man looked at the roof again.

The still wind rose again, not loud, but it blew the candles and shook endlessly, and the light in the room swayed with it, so that the old man's face was so dark that he could not see it really, and he could only hear the voice of himself, or of others.

"Is it worth it to give up your dream for a ......woman? Is it worth it?"

The pool became extraordinarily calm, but the dark clouds above it became deeper and deeper.

Is it worth it?

The teenager didn't know.

He only knew that the old man had said that he didn't know right or wrong, but now he asked if it was worth it. Decades of lonely waiting, only in exchange for several years of companionship, in the end, all that is left is endless longing, loneliness, perhaps, and pain.

In the end, there is a grievance!

Each has its own thoughts, and each other is speechless. In the silence, the lights gradually burned in half, and the wind quieted down again. At this time, the old man took out a letter from under his pillow and handed it to the young man, "When you were one year old, I saved a man, and then betrothed him to marry your granddaughter. You take this letter and go to Luoyang City's dreamer to find him. “

Looking at this letter, the young man read it for a long time, silent, but did not reach out to take it.

"Grandpa has never begged anyone in his life, just this one thing, grandpa begs you, okay?"

The young man was still calm on the surface, but his pupils shrank fiercely. Looking at the old man, the young man saw the pleading in his cloudy eyes, which could even be said to be pleading. In this stern old man, the boy had never seen such a look, and he had never even thought of seeing such a look!

Did you decide on someone to accompany you for the rest of your life?

Do you want to let yourself break off the possibility of so-called love early?

Don't you want to give up your dreams and family for the so-called love like him?

Then, he really resents her in his heart!

Well, I have to make up for her.

Even if I've never seen her.

Even if she has never given herself so-called maternal love.

Calm stretched out his hand, calmly took the letter, and then calmly put it away.

The old man smiled contentedly, and took out a necklace under the pillow and handed it to the young man, "This is what your mother left you, it's time to give it to you." ”

The necklace is a purple silk thread that looks like a purple hair. The silk thread is strung with a golden-yellow, eyeball-sized bead. The necklace is very ordinary, nothing special, the boy held it in his hand, but he looked at it for a long time,

"Yun'er. The old man called softly.

The young man retracted his gaze and looked at the old man, only to see that the old man was also looking at him, looking into his eyes, as if he wanted to see through his heart.

"Do you hate them?"

There was not much light left, and there was a strong wind outside, and the flames swayed violently, and the light was dark, and everything inside the house was no longer real. It's just that the old man's eyes are still looking at the young man, deadly, without blinking.

The soft sound was more deafening than the thunder outside the house, and the boy breathed. Jing Tan swells up a whirlpool, as if to go straight to the bottom of the pool, so that people can see the hidden world at the bottom of the pool.

After all, he didn't want people to snoop, and the boy closed his eyes. He took a deep breath, and by the time the boy opened his eyes again, he was completely back to normal.

This time, the young man looked at the old man, as if he wanted to see through his deep heart.

"What about you, do you hate them?"

The wind is like a raging wind, the lights are pressed to a line, and the light in the house is near, and it is difficult to see.

I couldn't see the old man's expression clearly, but I could see the long silence. After a long silence, the young and old men all spoke at the same time.

"I don't hate him. “

"I don't hate them. “

The first sentence was said by the old man.

The second sentence was said by the teenager.

With that, the boy put the necklace around his neck.

After saying that, the old man seemed to use all his strength. Even if there is no light, you can see the old man's increasingly dim eyes. His breathing seemed to be still, and his heart seemed to stop.

The old man's life was like a candle, there was only a line, however, the young man looked at him with no sadness, only calm as usual.

Seeing this, the old man did not have anger or grief, but was relieved. Because, this is what he taught the teenager the most - to be strong. A strong man who is not moved by anything, and a strong man who remains calm even when he is gone.

The wizened arm lifted up with difficulty, and slowly stretched out towards the boy.

His body trembled slightly, and then, with imperceptible anxiety, the young man bent down and put his head in the palm of the old man's hand.

Gently touched the young man's head, at the last moment of his life, the old man showed a love that the young man had never seen before, and smiled kindly, "Yun'er, grandpa is too strict with you, I'm sorry, you must ...... Don't blame...... Grandpa......"

Halfway through the word "ah", the broad palm slid down from the top of the boy's head. As soon as his breath was quiet and his heart stopped, the young man stretched out his hand to catch the old man's hand, but as soon as his hand reached mid-air, the old man's hand had already fallen, hanging on the edge of the bed, and he didn't move.

After a moment of stiffness, the young man straightened up, he looked at the old man's face that would never wake up again, without the grief of losing his loved ones, calm and unusually cold.

"Whew!"

The lights rose with green smoke, and finally burned out in the wind and rain, and suddenly the house was dark.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt exploded outside the house, reflecting the heavens and the earth for a moment.

At this moment, I saw two lines of eye-catching crystal on this calm face.

After a moment, the heavens and the earth repeated darkness. Two teardrops and the wind and rain outside the house fell to the ground and shattered.

No one can see it.

No one can hear it.