Chapter 335: Life History (Part II)
Liu Yi and Sunan looked at each other, as if there was some concern in it, and it was only at the end that Sunan spoke. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info
"Zuo Qiu's husband is Ye Chengtian."
Sepman Yip......
Even though I had made all the preparations before coming here, it was still different to hear it with my own ears at this time.
Ye Sheng had already thought of the situation back then at this time, and the federal ...... It must be federal.
Although his father didn't explain, Ye Sheng had already understood it after so many years of hiding in Tibet.
"That baby boy is me." Ye Sheng noticed Liu Yi and Sunan's expectant gazes, and finally nodded as if admitting, "I want to know what happened after this, so that I haven't seen my mother since I was a child." ”
Liu Yi is okay, and the excitement on Sunan's face is beyond words.
Quietly pressed down Sunan's back, Liu Yi said: "These things are difficult to find out now, after all, for the sake of the events of the year, the federation has changed several times, and many people and things have passed, even we don't know much." ”
"Where are your ancestors now?" Hara had been listening, and at this time she couldn't help but ask.
"This ......" Sunan looked at Liu Yi in embarrassment, and they realized that when they talked about this, Liu Yi showed a trace of sadness.
"Xiao Yi's parents...... Alas, you better come with me directly. Sunan wanted to speak and stopped, which made the two of them have some guesses in their hearts.
"I'm sorry."
Liu Yi had already sorted out his mood and shook his head at their words: "You don't need to say that, after all, so many years have passed, and I have long accepted the reality, people have to look forward when they live." ”
"My father lives here, too, and if you want to ask any questions about your parents, he should be able to get an answer."
Back in the three-story hallway, Sunan took a few more steps forward and stopped with Liuyi, who knocked on the door three times.
"Please come in."
Hearing this voice, Ye Sheng frowned reflexively, what was going on with this shrill sound like frost.
With a squeak, the door quickly opened, and Ye Sheng looked at the old man in a wheelchair in the middle of the room in amazement.
According to Sunan's thoughts, his father shouldn't be about eighty or ninety years old like this (although the average age of Lanxing is one hundred and twenty years old, there are many people who can't live).
The old man was wearing navy blue clothes, and when he turned around, the age spots were clearly reflected in Ye Sheng's eyes.
"Nan'er, Yi'er, you brought a guest?"
Hearing the sound up close this time, Ye Sheng realized that the sound did not come from the old man's mouth, but from the electronic instrument next to the LCD screen in the room.
"Dad, we have finally found Zuo Qiu's son, and your wish can be granted."
Sunan seemed to pull Ye Sheng in front of the old man.
When he got closer, Ye Sheng saw the old man's metal legs under the blanket covering his body.
"Good, good, good." The old man looked at Ye Sheng, as if he was looking at his juniors, and couldn't hide his admiration, "Child, can you tell me your name?" ”
Looking at this old man, for some reason Ye Sheng's throat was a little stagnant, he took a deep breath before he said: "Old man, my name is Ye Sheng, my father said to me, 'Even though our situation is very difficult, we have to survive it as tenaciously as a weed. ’”
"Good name, Chengtian he ......" the old man mentioned Ye Chengtian, and tears couldn't help rolling out of the wrinkled corners of his eyes, "I still have Sunan's mother, and Liu Yi's parents have built a lot of reputation after meeting Zuo Qiuye Chengtian in "Mist". ”
"Later, I was the only one left, I was actually very envious of Chengtian, he confessed to Zuo Qiu first......" The old man raised his trembling arm and wiped away the tears on his face, "I'm not jealous of him now, it's all fate, Chengtian is much more suitable than me, they are really a good match, if I can be a little useful......"
"Dad, don't talk about this yet, Ye Sheng came here to know about their parents." Sunan couldn't bear to let his father be immersed in grief and pain, so he interrupted.
"Oh, okay, okay. It's my fault......" The old man's wheelchair began to move on its own, until it came to several large LCD screens in the room.
"I also have a few pictures of your mother for you to see." With that, the old man pressed a green button on his keyboard.
A white light flashed on the originally completely black screen, and then several LCD screens lit up.
"Don't look at these LCD screens that look old, in fact, they are much safer than the current microbrain."
Then the old man opened a few folders and clicked on the pictures in them.
The picture is a photo of Zuo Qiu wearing casual clothes and Ye Chengtian, the two of them are beautiful and handsome, and they should face the camera happily, especially Ye Chengtian, who has been wearing a serious face in front of Ye Sheng, is smiling cheerfully at the moment.
And Ye Sheng ignored his father and looked at the left side of the picture, obviously the woman in the photo Ye Sheng had never met, but he still felt very familiar, maybe this was the bond formed by blood.
She has a three-point resemblance to Ye Sheng, and Hara Ehae looked at the confidence shown by the pupils of the woman in the picture, and couldn't help but look at Ye Sheng.
His gaze seemed to look far away through the photo, this was Ye Sheng, who she rarely saw, deep and quiet, although there was not much difference from his usual performance, but it still scared Hara Eha.
It was as if there was a long distance between the two of them in an instant without her noticing, because she couldn't know or feel the life he was in, and all she could do was look at him quietly.
"Next photo."
This is a photo taken by Zuo Qiu alone, in the picture she is wearing a leather tights, riding on a horse, holding the reins in her right hand, galloping forward calmly, looking arrogant and arrogant, but these are mixed with her body but there is no sense of abruptness at all.
"Do you think your mother is very powerful, Zuo Qiu is such an admirable woman, let me tell you a secret, even Ye Chengtian, a self-proclaimed ancient martial arts master, can't beat her in reality."
This made Ye Sheng's eyes widen in disbelief: "My mother has also cultivated ancient martial arts?" ”
The old man shook his head, and it was rare to have the leisure to joke: "That's not the case, your mother herself is more powerful than having Gu Wu." ”
"The Adept?"
Hara asked suddenly.
The old man smiled mysteriously, neither admitting nor objecting.
"Actually, at that time, it wasn't a supernatural person, and Zuo Qiu wasn't a natural superability."
"What's that?"
"Because of 'The Mist.'"