Chapter 690: Lost Soul
Looking at the surroundings at this moment, some of them were already empty, and the old man frowned, and he stretched out slightly, so he just hugged the small box, found a place, and sat down slowly.
In the distance, the person sitting at the door looked at the old man when he walked, and there was a smile in his eyes, and then he looked at the still expressionless Yan Zicheng next to him.
couldn't help it, and smashed Yan Zicheng who didn't move at all: "You're really right, we should really come over as soon as possible." ”
Hearing the person who spoke so generally, Yan Zicheng still had a calm face on the surface.
eyes, but still looking at the old man in the distance, at this moment, the old man was ready, with a slightly expectant look on his face, he slowly opened the small box in his arms.
However, although he was ready, the moment his hands were opened, a smell of old age came to his nose, and then he looked at the bits and pieces in front of him.
For a while, his heart was full of mixed feelings, looking at these things that he put in with his own hands, the old man was distracted at this moment.
The wrinkled hands, also on the small box, began to slowly grope uncontrollably, with a calm look It seems that no matter how much you touch, you can't touch enough.
But at this moment, in my heart, I am still thinking about my son.
I had to, the old man took back the sentimentality on his face, and in the pile of things, he couldn't stop rummaging, hoping that he could find some clues in it and come back.
The look on his face, in the slow search, is also becoming more and more difficult to control, full of anxious looks, can't help but get more and more serious.
Seeing that the contents of the box were about to be turned over, but he still didn't find what he wanted, and the old man looked at the box in front of him for a while, and his heart became even more anxious.
Besides, he wasn't so sure if he left anything for himself when he left.
So now, he is completely gambling, betting that when he is leaving, will he remember to leave a message for himself.
Just when the old man was about to turn over to the bottom and give up, suddenly his eyes lit up, and when he saw a letter under the box, his whole body couldn't help but tremble.
This trembling, even the two people in the distance could see it clearly, looking at the old man's now full body, revealing the excited look, Yan Zicheng's hands that had always been clenched, and they were gradually letting go at this time.
Looking at the man, Yan Zicheng slowly explained: "What the old man is looking for, it seems that he should have found it." ”
While speaking, Yan Zicheng looked at the old man in front of him again, and still didn't calm down, also because he was now facing the two people sideways, and the two of them couldn't see the look on his face clearly.
However, since the old man saw this thing, he also looked excited, and the corners of his eyes were slightly sour.
In the old man's opinion, these are his son's life! , how can I not be excited, how can I be quiet?
It turned out that the reason why the old man was looking for this person was because he might have so many things in his hands at once, and he vaguely remembered that in the past, he just liked to collect these things and study the way of storage.
However, the two of them haven't seen each other for decades, so I made a lot of determination to come this time, but the letter in front of me told me that it was not in vain.
Thinking that he could quickly get the things and go back to save his son, the old man was happy for a moment, and when he saw the things in his hand, he unconsciously relaxed for a while.
However, he ignored the surface of the envelope, and the slightly immature handwriting did not look like he wrote it back then.
It was with a wave of excitement that I slowly opened the envelope, it was my own excitement, but I actually picked it twice in a row, and then I took the letter paper out of the envelope steadily.
Let that piece of paper, with a little memory, carry too much expectation, return to this "world".
Seeing that the letter paper was slowly unfolding in the old man's hand, Yan Zicheng's eyes were staring at all this in front of him, as if he was afraid that something would happen halfway.
However, even if this is the case, he is not standing in front of the old man, and many things are not the first time he can understand.
Therefore, when the old man looked at the envelope, his face gradually changed from expectation, to shock, and then to grief, but Yan Zicheng didn't notice it at all.
At this moment, the old man looked at the envelope that said, "Die, move." So now that I saw the letter in front of me, for a while, I just felt that there was a thousand catties of weight on my hand, so that I couldn't move a single cent.
It's just that with a sad face, even the lips couldn't stop trembling at this moment, and shook his head: "No, it won't be like this, how can it be like this, how can it be!" ”
When it came to the back, the whole person was already a little broken, and he couldn't stop shaking his head while sitting there.
Not only do you have to think about your son's affairs, but also about him, and now, is there really nothing you can do?
When he saw the old man shaking his head, at this moment, Yan Zicheng, who had been paying attention, also noticed it, and suddenly found out, the old man seemed to be a little wrong at this moment.
Suddenly, he stood up, and he didn't care about what the man said in his ear, and walked briskly, with a grim look on his face, and walked towards the old man.
And the old man was also sitting there with a face that he couldn't speak, and his eyes were staring at the opened letter in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.
In this way, when Yan Zicheng came over, he saw such a scene.