"Old man......?"

"Huh? What's wrong? I haven't seen you for too long, can't you recognize your father? ”

“...... Hey, nothing. ”

Somewhere, it seems, something is wrong.

Luo Tianshu, who broke through the last gatekeeper and arrived here, suddenly had some unreal feelings in his heart, not that he was puzzled by the lack of strength on his side, but that it was too easy to win?

It's been a long time, it's really been a long time since I've seen my father, and the hesitation and weirdness in Luo Tianshu's heart have been infinitely magnified.

In his impression, or the imaginary father, it should be more oppressive, his eyes more powerful, and there is a feeling of being choked in the dialogue, at least it shouldn't be...... It shouldn't be like this-

Kind?

After thinking about it for a long time, although Luo Tianshu was really unwilling, it seemed that there was only one word to describe the man sitting in front of him now.

He was always smiling, and his slightly soft expression always had a taste of calmness.

That kind of loving gaze fell on him, but it was no longer as frightening as before, but had a strange sense of intimacy.

But this intimacy is like a virus, but it begins to disintegrate all the determination he has built up to get here.

The taste of happiness is mixed with fierce poison.

"It's been more than two years, you've grown a little taller, haven't you?"

A calm and caring gaze fell on Luo Tianshu's body, and Luo Jinyan gently poured him a cup of tea.

"Why don't you speak? Didn't you ask me something? ”

“...... Well, indeed, I have something to ask you. ”

Although the father in front of him is far from the image of the "bear child" with a bad personality and likes to play tricks on people, this kind of thing is good.

Now what I want to do is to solve the question that has been bothering me all these years-

"I've wanted to ask you for as long as I can remember."

Gently stretching out his hand and pushing the teacup in front of him aside, Luo Tianshu stared at Luo Jinyan in front of him with burning eyes and asked:

"My mother, who the hell is it?"

“...... I thought you were going to ask something. ”

As if feeling bored, Luo Jinyan's eyes were half-lowered, and his gaze slowly left Luo Tianshu's body and landed outside the window, above the blue sky.

The half-hidden window let in the fresh air, cool, sweet, and seemed to have a faint relaxing effect, even Luo Tianshu, who was waiting for an answer, did not mean to be in a hurry.

After half a sentence fell, a long silence followed, Luo Jinyan stood up with one hand on the arm of the chair, and slowly walked to the window, through the back of the morning light was a little unreal hazy.

He casually picked up a wooden picture frame on the side of the windowsill, and there was not a trace of dust on the picture frame placed in the ventilation area, but even so, it was difficult to hide the traces of that time.

The footsteps of the years have darkened the color of the photo frame, and the moment it stays in Luo Jinyan's hands, it seems to have some different meaning, so that Luo Tianshu can't even say anything to disturb his father, who seems to be immersed in it.

"Here you go, see."

Without further elaboration, the moment his eyes slipped off the frame, Luo Jinyan handed it to Luo Tianshu.

“......”

Wordlessly took the photo frame, Luo Tianshu's first feeling was light, indescribably light, so light that Luo Tianshu began to doubt whether it could bear the emotions that he had hidden in his heart for many years.

His thoughts were only stagnant for a moment, Luo Tianshu didn't think about anything more, and directly fell on the photo frame.

That's a photo.

Luo Tianshu, the background of the photo, clearly remembers that it was the place where he grew up, his home.

It was a garden, full of flowers he couldn't name, one after another, gathered and scattered, it was a world of flowers, a place he liked very much.

In the sea of flowers, there are only two people, one is standing in the middle of the sea of flowers, the young self, and the other is the father who is smiling and standing aside.

This is a very ordinary photo, it looks like a parent-child photo of an ordinary family, if there is anything special, that is, the location of the father in the photo is a little weird.

Neither holding his own hand, nor standing close to him, but standing in the corner, it is estimated from the typography that there is at least one more person standing between the two.

"What is this?"

Luo Tianshu didn't understand, he asked about his mother, but his father took out a photo of the two of them, what does this mean?

"That's the answer you want."

“...... Yes? ”

"In that picture, there was supposed to be your mother, but—"

Luo Jinyan's tone was a little melancholy:

"I can't see it now."

“...... I don't have time to play guessing with you. ”

Luo Tianshu's eyebrows raised slightly, he put down the picture frame, and gently covered it on the table.

"I'm not that boring person, maybe I used to have all kinds of ideas, but now, I just want to know her name."

"Very simple idea."

"So you can say it now?"

"Your idea is too simple, so simple that I envy it."

"Huh......?"

Luo Tianshu's expression was slightly stunned, he didn't understand why his father would say such a thing, he had never been unfathomable in his memory.

At least he wouldn't show his emotions in front of him so simply.

The color outside the window is still so beautiful, but the air suddenly feels damp, and the illusion of this moment seems to be infinitely magnified, and the feeling of consistency is very irritating.

At this time, a cloud drifted through the sky, blocking the track of sunlight, the brightness in the room plummeted, and everything became dim in an instant, only Luo Jinyan's eyes flashed with a strange look.

Deep, mysterious, and intimidating.

This seems to be the one who remembers him.

"Little book, do you think I'm joking?"

The words spoken are still so full of affection, but, why, why is there no warmth in this kindness.

In the room where the sunlight faded, a trace of coldness was revealed, not just born, but it had always existed, but it had just been hidden under the sunlight.

Luo Tianshu subconsciously reached out to touch the cup of tea just now, hoping to find a trace of warmth, but at this time, he suddenly realized that the tea had always been cold.

His gaze moved up little by little, and his father's appearance seemed to begin to blur, obviously he was still smiling, but Luo Tianshu didn't seem to be able to see his face clearly.

In a world where all this has become obscure, the only thing that is clear is the soft voice full of disobedience.

"There's still a lot of time anyway, let's tell a story, a story from a long, long time ago."