The waning moon exposed the barren mountains, and the mist scattered in the mist, as if condensing everything. The night owl occasionally let out a few long chirps, which frightened everything and cooled the charcoal fire.

In front of the lonely mound, Sheng Yuan sat on the ground. The long arms are wrapped around the cold stele, as if hugging the beloved.

"Mo Niandang is very good! Don't worry. Er Yongzheng is taking him to study, Mei Su and Liuqing will definitely take care of him, he should be happy, right?! ”

Sheng Yuan closed his eyes and pieced together the appearance of this little man: "Er Yongdao looks eight points like me, but he is less like you, will you be displeased?" ”

Sheng Yuan smiled warmly, and his fingers touched the word "Zitong" on the stele, as if he was caressing her face back then.

"I carved it myself, do you like it? They said they should let you go home, but I didn't want to. ”

"Those people in your family, I have settled in the early years, and you can rest assured. It's just that they've waited in vain like me for all these years, and they'll never see you again。。。。。。 ”

"Zitong, do you hate me? Hate that I can't find you for a long time? ”

"Do you also hate me for not keeping my promise all these years? The warbler has always danced, and the fireflies are constantly flowing? ”

"Hate! I'm doing this to make you hate me! Hate as much as you want! ”

A touch of resentment climbed into Sheng Yuan's eyes, "Back then, the family asked you to change your name and surname and then marry Ming Media, but you insisted on refusing!" Dao is that although there is only one girl left in the Xiao family, you can't lose your surname. ”

"In those years, we were so bitter and unwilling, and it was not easy to get a way to weigh it, of course I refused to let go! But you actually regarded this as an insult, and left without telling me, and I didn't care what kind of pain I would have in the future! Why are you so stubborn? Why is a maiden surname more important than you and me in the future? Why? ”

"You don't come to look for me, and you don't want to be found by me, can you be happy when you are born alone? He was our son, how could you take away my father's favor? If you come to me, if so。。。。。。 ”

Sheng Yuan pounded the stone tablet with one hand, and two lines of clear tears trickled down: "We will never see each other again in this life, but you have punished me?" But rejoice? ”

"I'd rather you really go away, I'd rather you really marry another woman, I'd rather hate you for the rest of your life, as long as you live! To live is my peace of mind! ”

"And what have you left me with now? Only this hairpin bracelet? Is there still a Mo Nian who has no mother? Mo Nian?! You gave him this name, did you let him miss his father, or his mother?! ”

The empty valley gradually couldn't suppress Sheng Yuan's grief and indignation, one louder than the other, and the last more poignant.

"When I went down the cliff, I wished you were alive, that you had built a grass hut here, waiting for me to come and find you! When I see only this weed, I hope that I will not find any of you, that you should be rescued or not seriously injured, but that you are just outcast, and waiting for me to find you! Wait until they find your hairpin, and when they find your bracelet。。。。。。 ”

"Were you in pain? Terrible? Remorseful? Hateful? Sheng Yuan took a deep breath, his chest hurt as if it was about to burst: "Do you know that I am in pain now!" I'm afraid! I regret it! I hate! ”，

Sheng Yuan frantically pounded the stone stele, as if as long as he smashed the cold thing, these hatreds, these resentments, these regrets, and these thoughts could also be dissolved, and they would no longer be entangled!

"You sleep night and night, and at first I always refuse to wake up from your dreams, and you are real in your dreams, but when you wake up empty. I don't want to wake up, but I have to wake up! Wake up! ”

"Now I am afraid of the night, and I will not sleep at night. I'm afraid of falling short day after day! I'm going crazy with it! ”

The stele is still cold, the stele is still quiet, the stele is still hard, the stele is still silent, a little red cherry blossom falls, and the beard becomes mottled in a moment, and there is no trace of life.

Sheng Yuan sat down in a daze, at a loss for what to do, as helpless and panicked as a lost child.

"And now it's all a dream, okay? How about you coming back? It's okay if I throw everything away, but if I don't do anything, I don't want to think about it?! ”

"You know I've been wondering where you're watching me! When you see me so unruly, you will hate, you will show up to see me, you will teach me a hard lesson! Do you know that I am willing to fall, just to beg your hatred, just to see you!? ”

"Do you know that I don't dare to see Mo Nian?! I don't have the courage to meet my own child!? They must have called me cold and cruel, but they don't know! I'm afraid! I'm terrified! ”

"I don't know if I can hold this empty body of skin and bones under this vision. I was afraid that he would ask, and I was afraid that he would not ask; I am afraid that he will hate, and I am afraid that he will not hate; I'm afraid that he will see me and be alienated, and I'm afraid that I don't know how to compensate for his lack over the years。。。。。。 If it's wrong, how can I afford to lose it again? ”

Sheng Yuan couldn't hold back any longer, and cried in a shocked voice: "You come and tell me, how can I return him a mother?" ”

"Tell me how you are going to give yourself back to me?"

With a terrible cry, the bird woke up from its deep sleep, flapped its wings and rushed into the sky in a hurry, afraid that if it slowed a little, it would be swallowed up by this boundless sorrow。。。。。。

Succession

Verdant weaving ink cage thousand mountains,

The clouds and haze are full of shadows.

Chu Yu is miserable and loves Qingluan,

The bleak wind is calling for the golden crow.

Xinyi flowers bloom and are drunk in the court,

The Yiren broke the branches and wished for it.

Coming and going,

Earnestly thoughtful, panicked.

The wind of the stone is discouraged,

Yuying is barren and gloomy.

Magnolia withered and gloomy,.

The Yiren looked back and looked empty.