Shi Hanfeng punched over, "Why do you still want to come?" Why! Don't you still think it's enough to hurt Xing'er? ”

Xiao Lingnuo was punched by Shi Hanfeng and fell to the ground.

The thin red lips were dyed with a touch of bright red, and that peerless face instantly swollen, which showed how heavy Shi Hanfeng's punch was.

Xiao Lingnuo staggered to his feet and looked at the delivery room stunned.

Just as Han Feng was about to swing his fist to punch Xiao Lingnuo, a scream accompanied by a loud baby cry made the two of them stop at the same time and look at the delivery room.

"I'm born, I'm a little boy again." Wen Po happily walked out with the child in her arms.

Shi Hanfeng and Xiao Lingnuo ran to the child together.

The two of them didn't look at the child for the first time, but asked how Murong Xingcheng was.

"Madame has just given birth, and now she is relatively weak, so the two sons can rest assured. Come and see the children, how white and tender. ”

Although Murong Xingcheng was thin and weak, he didn't expect the child he gave birth to to look very healthy.

When Shi Hanfeng and Xiao Lingnuo heard that Murong Xingcheng was safe, their hearts that had been in their throats were finally put down.

At this time, a maid hurriedly ran out, "Oh no, no, Madame is bleeding heavily." ”

Massive hemorrhage!

Shi Hanfeng and Xiao Lingnuo glanced at each other, left the child, and went straight to the delivery room.

Murong Xingcheng vaguely saw that the purple figure was running towards him.

Xiao Lingnuo, I can finally go to a place without you, and we are finally clear.

In this life, I Murong Xingcheng will never owe you any more.

After the first glow of the snow, the sun is shining, and the ancient branches are covered in speckled silver, adding a few vicissitudes of life in the soft sunlight. The secluded valley is covered with snow like a blanket.

Not far away, a small raised hill was covered with a thin blanket of snow, and there was a tombstone in front of the hill.

The tombstone reads: My wife, the tomb of Murong Xingcheng!

The stele does not say what year he was born.

A sound of immaturity broke the silence in the valley.

"Daddy, is today my mother's sacrifice day?"

"Hmm."

A simple word, but it reveals endless desolation and sorrow!

A five-year-old boy held a small box in his hand and followed behind the thin back of his father.

That immature face has a maturity that should not be there at his age.

"Xingcheng, I've come to see you!"

Xiao Lingnuo squatted in front of a tombstone, caressing the name engraved on the tombstone, as if the woman who used to love to smile at him and spoil him had returned.

The little boy squatted beside Xiao Lingnuo, and he put the flower in his hand in front of the tombstone.

"Mother, No'er has come to see you! Nuo'er also brought her mother's favorite flowers, and my father told me that this is called Xingchen Flower, which is the same as my mother's name, and my mother's favorite flower. ”

With that, he opened the box and took out the paper inside.

"Nuo'er also wrote a letter to her mother, Nuo'er will write a lot of words now, and my mother will see if Nuo'er's handwriting has improved."

With that, Xiao promised to throw the letter into the fire.

Little by little, the letter was swallowed up by sparks, and a gust of wind blew the burned letter along with the sparks.

Xiao Lingnuo reached out and protected Xiao Xunuo in his arms, preventing sparks from splashing Xiao Xunuo.

"Faith! The letter was blown away, Daddy. ”

Xiao Xu saw that the unburned letter was blown into the air with the wind, and he wanted to chase it, but was stopped by Xiao Lingnuo.

"Let it blow, your mother's spirit in the sky will receive it."

"Will my mother really receive it?"

Xiao Xu promised to blink his eyes that looked like Murong Xingcheng and looked at Xiao Lingnuo.

"Yes." Xiao Lingnuo looked at Xiao Xunuo's eyes and said softly, there was a tenderness in his eyes that he had never seen before.

Xiao promised to know that this was his father thinking about his mother again.

Many people have said that his eyes are most similar to his mother's parents, and every time his father looks at him with this kind of eyes, he knows that his father is thinking about his mother.

He grew up so big that he never dared to ask his father and his mother about him, he only knew that his mother died at a young age in order to give birth to him.

For this reason, Daddy has never had a smile on his face, nor has he ever seen a trace of tenderness on Daddy's face.

Only when I see his eyes and think of my mother will I be so gentle with him.

Xiao Lingnuo retracted his emotions, and he turned to look at the tombstone.

"You go back first."

"Okay, Daddy should go back early, it's cold, Daddy don't catch a cold."

Xiao promised to wait for a long time, but he didn't see Xiao Lingnuo respond to him, so he knelt in front of the tombstone and kowtowed a few times before leaving.

After Xiao promised to leave, Xiao Lingnuo had a tear stain on his face.

"Xingcheng, are you still blaming me!"

Xiao Lingnuo's deep eyes were full of bloodshot and sadness.

He didn't know how many times he asked the tombstone about this sentence, but he didn't get a response every time, even if it was a dream, but he never dreamed of Murong Xingcheng.

"Promise is five years old this year, he really looks more and more like you, especially those eyes, every time I see him smile, I can remember when you smiled at me."

Xiao Lingnuo laughed as he spoke, but after a while, the corners of his mouth fell again.

He choked up and said with a crying voice: "But I can't help it, I can't completely love and promise, I can't stay with him all the time, every time I see him, I will think of you who died in childbirth in order to give birth to him." ”

"Every time I see him fall, when I see him sad, when I see him looking at me with aggrieved eyes and wanting me to comfort him, I will remember the last look you gave me."

"Xingcheng, do you hate me very much, hate me for treating you like that, so in the past five years, you have never given me a dream, even if it is just to appear for a moment, you don't want to!"

……

In the white snow, the cold wind was cold, but the tall figure looked extremely desolate at this moment.

Xiao Lingnuo leaned against the tombstone, it seemed that only then could he make himself feel better.

A figure standing in the distance took in all this and quietly left.

He dreamed this night, and he dreamed that Murong Xingcheng had returned to the Bamboo Haze Valley and played in the grass with Xiao Xu.

Murong Xingcheng seemed to notice that someone was looking at her, and she looked back at Xiao Lingnuo, the corners of her mouth were raised, and the warm smile on her face was like sunshine, melting the snow.

"Xingcheng~" Xiao Lingnuo enlisted, unable to believe what he saw.

"Well, I'm here." Murong Xingcheng walked over, stretched out his hand, took Xiao Lingnuo's hand, and put it on his cheek.

The coldness on his face penetrated the temperature of Xiao Lingnuo's palm.

"You're back, Hoseung, you're finally back."

Xiao Lingnuo held Murong Xingcheng in his arms, but the cold temperature on her body made Xiao Lingnuo not feel Murong Xingcheng's existence.

When he tried his best to truly feel Murong Xingcheng's existence, he found that the person in his arms was gradually disappearing.

No!

Xiao Lingnuo wanted to grab the last bit of clothes that was about to disappear, but he pounced, and his inertia made him half-kneel on the ground.

He looked at Murong Xingcheng, who was like a starlight passing away, and cried: "No, no, Xingcheng, you come back." ”

He stood up and ran towards the vanishing light.

"Ling Nuo, you promised me to take care of what you promised."

Murong Xingcheng's voice sounded from behind, and Xiao Lingnuo suddenly turned around and saw Murong Xingcheng standing in front.

"Xingcheng." Xiao Lingnuo ran back, but no matter how he ran, he couldn't catch up.

"Daddy, wake up." Xiao Xu shook Xiao Lingnuo's arm, trying to wake Xiao Lingnuo up.

Xiao Lingnuo woke up and promised Xiao promise's eyes that looked like Murong Xingcheng.

He hugged the little body.

"Xingcheng, don't go." Xiao Lingnuo cried.

Xiao Xu was stunned, and it took a moment to react, his eyes were red, and tears fell down at once.

"Daddy, I'm Noor."

The immature voice suddenly pulled Xiao Lingnuo back to reality.

Xiao Lingnuo let go of Xiao Xunuo, looking at the tears on his face, he couldn't bear it.

He reached out and gently wiped away Xiao Xu's tears.

Xiao Xu took a deep breath and recovered his emotions, "Daddy, the meal is ready, let's eat." ”

Xiao Lingnuo looked at the sun hanging high outside, and realized that it was already noon.

After he got up and washed, he went to the dining room with Xiao Xu.

The three dishes and one soup on the dinner table reminded him of what Xingcheng looked like when he cooked for him.

It's as if all this exists.

He sat down and watched as Xiao promised to pick up vegetables for himself.

That immature face, he never seemed to have seen this face seriously, and he never gave him the love he deserved.

This child has always been very sensible, never asked about his own mother, and never gave him a trace of trouble, but he did not take care of Xiao Xu.

He suddenly remembered what Xingcheng had said to him in his dream, and he found that he had never done what Xingcheng had promised.

"No'er, do you want to know about your mother's parents?"

Xiao Xu paused for a moment, his father had never told him about his mother's parents before, but today he suddenly wanted to talk to him, which made him a little surprised.

Since he was a child, he rarely stayed in Zhuhaze Valley, and Uncle Xiao Yan and Aunt Yunxuan took him with him.

Although they treated him very well, as if he were their own son.

But every time he saw that other children had mothers, he would think of his own mothers.

When he was three years old, he was ignorant, and yelled at Xiao Lingnuo, asking him why everyone else had a mother, but he didn't.

Is it that my father abandoned my mother, so my mother didn't want him.

That time, Daddy was so angry that he imprisoned him in the Wing Pavilion.

Later, it was Uncle Xiao Yan who rescued him, and he learned that his father was so angry and never got close to him because he looked too much like his mother.

At that time, his mother died in blood in order to give birth to him.

Since then, he no longer dares to ask his father and mother.

Because he was afraid that his father would be sad, and he was afraid that if he asked too much, his father would not want him because of this.

He no longer has a mother, and he can't live without a father.

Xiao promised to bow his head, and the tears in his eyes kept rolling: "Think!" ”

That "thought" includes countless fantasies, thoughts, and family affection......

"Then Daddy told you okay?"

"Okay."

"Your mother is a very stubborn, independent, and strong person, and she was hunted down and killed that day, and I rescued her into the Bamboo Haze Valley......"