On a rainy night, the Chen family's old house burned silently.

The flames that were constantly extinguished by the raindrops and then rekindled were like a kind of violence. Exposed to the air but difficult to get rid of, they infect this old mansion full of memories, silently destroying everything that is worthless to them.

Although Chen Xian has shed his physical mortal womb, and his entire body has changed to the point of "superman", it is undeniable that the hot flames can still burn his hair.

Perhaps it was the perception that the flames could harm the host.

The black light parasites hidden in Chen Xian's body poured out one after another, and the barrier like a stream of water continued to block the fire for Chen Xian.

The old house of the Chen family is an old house that has existed for many years, and it has not been damaged on any scale since the day it was built.

When grandpa was still alive, grandpa went to repair, and when grandpa left, he went to repair it himself.

Others think he's repairing a house, but to himself...... Every time he desperately patches up, it's his own memories.

Perhaps no one but the few people who would realize how important this old mansion was to him.

Memories of Chen Xian's childhood are hidden here.

There are memories of that loved one.

Although he has slowly become accustomed to living with everyone in the substation, it is undeniable that the only safe haven in his heart will always be this old mansion, just like when he was a child......

Chen Xian stood in the courtyard shrouded in firelight with a dull gaze, looking at the old locust tree that had almost been burned to black charcoal, and the scene under this tree many years ago suddenly appeared in his mind.

It was during the winter vacation of the fifth grade of Chen Xian Primary School, and the school sent him thirteen certificates of merit, what are the three good students, outstanding young pioneers, top ten young outstanding student cadres...... After all, it is not too easy to carry out the simplest study work of human beings with his "inhuman" IQ, so at that time it has become a habit to get a certificate, and it is like this every semester.

Because of this, although Chen Xian is very young, he still develops a mentality of not liking things and not being sad about himself.

Of course, this is only confined to outsiders.

At that time, every time he came home with a certificate at the end of the term, he couldn't help but be excited, not because he got the certificate...... He just likes his grandfather to praise himself.

As soon as he entered the courtyard, Chen Xian saw his grandfather sitting under the locust tree reading the newspaper.

Perhaps because of his age, Chen Ba had to wear a pair of gold-wire reading glasses every time he read a book or newspaper, and he had to hold a pipe that had to be changed every day.

Chen Ba has many hobbies, and collecting all kinds of expensive pipes is one of them.

Maybe he's using a 19th-century sepiolite pipe bought from Great Britain today, or maybe he's going to use a silver-inlaid and jade-encrusted heather pipe from a friend tomorrow at a high price...... In Chen Ba's eyes, these were all inseparable loves, but in the eyes of the little Chen Xian at that time, these were all a bunch of wood roots that only emitted foul smoke.

Seeing Chen Xian come back, the grandfather naturally greeted him with a smile, and helped Xiao Chen Xian with his schoolbag, and asked for warmth with a hearty shush, for fear that this good grandson would be wronged and hungry and frozen outside.

When Chen Xian took out the pile of awards, grandfather Chen Ba smiled even more happily.

"I did well in the exam this time!"

Chen Ba is an extremely serious person in the eyes of outsiders, because he looks like that, even if he doesn't speak, he will inexplicably reveal a kind of momentum that is not angry and self-imposing, but in front of Chen Xian, there is nothing serious, he is simply an old child who spoils his grandson to the point of being super numb.

"Okay." Chen Xian was as calm as an adult, and he still had very few words.

"It looks like we have to vacate the room to come out and give you a certificate, and we will get more than a dozen in a semester, which is worthy of my Chen Ba's obedient grandson!" Grandpa Chen Ba laughed, ignoring the disgust on Chen Xian's face, he forced himself to go up and use his mouth full of smoke to Chen Xianfan. Kissed on the tender face.

"Fleshy." Chen Xian commented on this.

"Hey, how about we buy the house next door? By then, all those houses will be bulldozed! Build a museum of awards for my precious grandson, and I'll keep the certificates you grew up with! Chen Ba did not change his true colors as an old tyrant at all, and it was light to build a certificate museum for Chen Xian.

As long as his good grandson Chen Xian is willing, even if it is a hundred, he can afford this money.

"Don't." Chen Xian flatly refused.

"Oh, don't be so cold to your grandfather! Come! Laugh one! Chen Ba seemed to have long been accustomed to Chen Xian's cold performance, squatting. Holding Chen Xian in his arms, he gently pulled the corners of Chen Xian's mouth on both sides with his hands, and laughed so that he showed a "I'm really happy" smile.

Chen Xian's temperament seems to have always been so cold, especially after being isolated in school because of his personality, he is willing to speak less and less, and the only one who can make him say a few more words is Chen Ba.

If it were a different person and an idle life, maybe it would have collapsed a long time ago, right?

He's like a mentally ill person with a severe disorder, no matter how hot outsiders are with him. hot, he will subconsciously seal himself. locked in his own little world, for fear that outsiders would cause him a little harm......

Silent, cold.

It's as if emotion is also missing.

Chen Xian has been like this since he was a child, until he became an adult, and until he went to university.

In the eyes of outsiders.

Chen Xian is a cold scholar.

He has an extremely good skin.

Have an extremely high IQ.

The future seems bright.

It was as if none of the world's toughest real-world problems could thwart him.

But only Chen Xian himself knows that he has been dancing on the tip of the knife all these years, and his heart is a little numb because of the lack of emotion, which makes it difficult for him to have feelings for outsiders......

Without emotion, there is no empathy.

Without empathy, the ability to empathize is lost.

Without the ability to empathize, it is impossible to understand why others are happy, and it is impossible to feel sympathy or pity for others.

That kind of Chen Xian is really no different from a monster.

Chen Xian is like an iceberg that does not melt all year round.

Chen Ba's grandfather is a persevering iceman.

It's been like this for more than ten or twenty years.

If he hadn't tirelessly tried to warm Chen Xian's heart, no one could have imagined what Chen Xian would have become in the end.

Chen Xian once heard Ge Lao Liar say that Chen Ba is a person who loves travel very much, and his biggest hobby in this life is to travel all over the famous mountains and rivers..... In the vague memories of his early childhood, Chen Xian barely remembered that he was taken by his grandfather to some places with beautiful landscapes, but Chen Xian was a person who did not like to step out of the house.

To him, this world is full of dangers, he is like a stranger from a foreign land, surrounded by thousands of aliens, the only thing that can make him feel safe is this old mansion, so he is reluctant to go out, and Chen Ba seems to understand him.

It was when Chen Xian was in elementary school, and Chen Ba proposed to take him to a certain place for a trip, but in the end Chen Xian clearly refused..... It was also from that time that Chen Ba no longer took the initiative to take Chen Xian out of the house, and even Chen Ba rarely went out, even when he went out to buy vegetables and walk, he had to deliberately pick when Chen Xian was not at home.

As long as Chen Xian is at home, Chen Ba will inevitably accompany him at home.

Or accompany him in a quiet daze in the yard, or let him watch those boring TV sets with him.

Two people.

One old and one young.

So many years have passed.

Until Chen Xian got bigger and bigger, Chen Ba's physical condition became worse and worse...... When he was very young, he thought that one day his grandfather would leave and leave him alone in this "crisis-ridden" world, so he was mentally prepared very early.

No one will believe this, but Chen Xian did it, and since he was ten years old, he has been mentally prepared until adulthood.

It was a sunny morning.

For the first time in more than ten years, Chen Ba made a request to Chen Xian, asking him if he would like to accompany him to the beach for a walk, or go to Zhongnan Mountain to enjoy the flowers.

Chen Xian is no longer the one he was when he was a child, so his first reaction was to agree, even if he didn't want to go out, he should accompany the old man to go for a walk, but ...... Chen Ba was keenly aware of the subtle change in Chen Xian's eyes, although it was not reluctant, but Chen Ba also knew that Chen Xian was still reluctant to go out of the door, so in the end, Chen Ba also smiled and diverted the topic.

At that time, Chen Xian didn't think much about it, and thought that the old man suddenly wanted to go out for a walk, since he didn't seem to think much about it now, so let's not go, and there will be time to accompany him in the future......

Chen Xian would never have thought of it.

This rejection turned out to be the last rejection of his grandfather in this life.

It was just half a moon later one night, a seemingly ordinary night...... Chen Ba passed away suddenly.

Chen Xian didn't know all this.

He didn't get up until the next day to find that the TV in the living room was not on, and he didn't see the old man who was usually lying there watching the morning news on the sofa...... Only then did he realize that something was wrong.

When I entered the house, I saw that the old man had long since lost his breath.

The emaciated body was already cold enough for him to feel strange.

Funeral, cremation, burial......

Chen Xian was in a state of sluggishness from beginning to end, from the moment he found out that the old man had passed away until he stood on the grave mountain and looked at the lonely dirt bag, Chen Xian never left half a tear.

Shouldn't you cry when a loved one dies?

He often asked himself this, and often sat alone in the yard in a daze.

Perhaps tears, a human act of grief, do not belong to you in the first place..... So I didn't cry since I was a child....... Oh, yes.

I'm a monster and I'm not human, so how can I cry?

Chen Xian thought that he had completely thought about everything and understood everything, so he often acted extremely relieved, and he also felt that he had already looked down on life and death, after all, life will eventually disappear one day...... Isn't that so?

Until this moment.

Watching this fire burn the temple of memory in his heart on a rainy night, he realized that he had been thinking wrong all along, and those so-called reliefs were just escapes...... From the day the old man entered the earth, he didn't dare to think about or recall anything about the old man, and even if he occasionally recalled, he would be busy diverging his thoughts, for fear of remembering the old face that was always smiling at him.

He had always felt guilty, but he never dared to face it, and he hated himself very much......

Why didn't you spend more time with the elderly in the first place?

Why not go and do something with him that he wants?

Why do you always have to respond coldly to the old man's enthusiasm for himself?

Why can't you act like a real good grandson...... Why didn't I take the initiative to hug that skinny old man for so many years?!

Why didn't you even look at him when he was leaving?!

Why let him leave this world alone in that dark room?!

"I'm sorry...... Sorry ......"

Chen Xian always likes to say sorry to people, but he never thinks about how this instinct to always apologize comes from, because he has a guilt in his heart that can never be remedied......

Rainy nights.

The flames are blazing.

Chen Xian seemed to have suddenly lost his strength, and knelt in the courtyard with a thud.

His entire face was almost on the rain-stained ground, his thin body trembled violently, as if his heart had been crushed in an instant, and the images of memories in his mind were constantly torn apart, turning into pieces that could not be spliced together.....

Tears of pain mixed with the muddy water on his face, silently seeping into the cracks of the green bricks, as if even the parasites felt his indescribable sadness, they broke away from Chen Xian's body one after another, and quickly poured out in all directions like surging black water, extinguishing the sky-high fire in just an instant.

"I'm going to cry too...... It turns out that crying is how it feels......"

Chen Xian clutched his heart, which was constantly convulsing and sending severe pain, and his forehead was pressed against the muddy ground, as if he was silently remembering an old man who had passed away a long time ago.....

"Grandpa...... Sorry ......"

Life is a constant parting and reunion.

Chen Xian thought that he could see everything and everything could be covered up by the passage of time, but he never thought that some things would not disappear with time, just like a wound...... It will never shut up, it will never heal in a lifetime, it will always be painful, it will always bleed when it is touched, and it will always be dripping with blood in the heart.

"I'm sorry..... I'm sorry...... Grandpa......"

"I've been thinking about you...... I miss you so much......."