Looking at Wei Yue, whose eyes were closed and had not been able to wake up, Yu Wenjin already felt burned inside, and even he didn't know how many times he had seen this child hovering on the edge of life and death, and as Wei Yue gradually grew up, he would only be more sad each time.

Hearing the sound of Xun, Yu Wenjin's eyes were full of water, although Jiang Zhengxin didn't know where this song came from, but Yu Wenjin knew it best.

That year, he escaped death, and as soon as his body recovered, he went to the north to look for the two brothers, and after several visits, he learned that Yu Jue was dead, and Yu Yue was missing, and his life and death were unknown. He didn't have any hope that Yue Yue was still alive at that time, it was already winter, the snow was frozen for thousands of miles, and a child was in danger of chasing soldiers from all around, how little hope was that he could survive.

But even so, he still searched the whole country, traveled all over the country, and finally found the dying child in the vast wind and snow.

Under the ragged clothes were scars all over his body, new wounds, old wounds, healed and unhealed, because there was no medicine to heal, many places had become inflamed and ulcerated, deep into the muscles and bones, and even he could not imagine what kind of faith the child relied on to sustain it.

Although he was found by himself, the internal and external injuries were serious, and there was no doctor who felt that Yu Yue could survive, so he could only turn to Zhong Ke's master, the medical saint Xi Heng.

The picture of Xi Heng's treatment of Yue Yue is still vivid, scraping off all the rotten flesh and scars on his body with a knife, and then applying medicine, waiting for the new skin to slowly grow.

The yarn was dyed red one after another, and the blood took away one basin after another.

It was hard for him to imagine how much it hurt at that time.

In the end, he still remembers what Xi Heng said very clearly - whether this child can survive or not depends on his fate.

So Yu Wenjin waited by Yu Yue's side day and night, watching a little child spend all the time in high fever and pain, and his heart was also tormented.

When he was awake, he never shouted pain, only when he was asleep with a high fever, he would curl up and whisper softly, holding the corner of his clothes with his little hand, and muttering - "Daddy", "Auntie".

Yu Wenjin didn't know how to help Yu Yue relieve the pain, and he didn't even dare to hold him and caress his back, because his whole body was covered with wounds.

Looking at that pale little face, Yu Wenjin felt sorry in his heart, and unconsciously hummed a tune in his distant memory that his mother coaxed him to sleep peacefully.

Over and over again, his voice was low but gentle, trying his best to soothe the child's fearful and helpless heart.

As Yu Yue's eyebrows gradually stretched out and fell into a deep sleep, Yuwen Jin touched his head and fell asleep beside his bed.

Then every time Yue Yue was in unbearable pain, Yu Wenjin would hum this song to soothe his soul.

Under such a day and night of waiting, Yu Yue finally survived, and then was raised by Yu Wenjin alone.

He never had a child himself, and he didn't have a wife to help him, so raw, ignorant, and clumsy, but he devoted himself to raising Yue Yue. And this child is also more sensible than he imagined, silently practicing, reading, growing up, never bothering him, and even taking care of his daily life from time to time, adding clothes for him, and covering his quilt for him.......

Depend on each other for life, and be close to each other.

With the passage of time, Yu Wenjin slowly regarded Yue Yue as his own flesh and blood, but because of his identity, this deep fatherly love has been silently hidden in his heart and has never been revealed.

In fact, what he didn't know was that in Yue Yue's heart, he had already been loved and relied on as a father.

If you say when did the imperceptible father-son relationship begin, it should be that he struggled between life and death when he was a child, and Yu Wenjin accompanied him day and night.

Since then, every time his life hangs by a thread, it is Yu Wenjin who accompanies him, and when he wakes up in pain, he sees Yu Wenjin's worried face, so this feeling becomes more profound.

And the song that Yuwen Jin sang for him has also become a comforting tune, always accompanying him through the most painful and difficult times.

……

The sound of Xun at this time reminded Yu Wenjin of the days and nights that he had guarded Yue Yue when his life was in danger and there was no hope of survival, and he was so desperate at that time.

But fortunately, in the end, Yue Yue didn't leave herself behind and left alone.

His life is like a flower blooming in thorns, a tree growing in the desert, always able to survive tenaciously in the face of hardship and despair.

Yuwen Jin stroked Yu Yue's forehead, his eyes were full of pity: "Good boy, live, although fate treats you badly, don't lose hope, you still have me, I will do everything I can to make you .......happy."

……

……

Tears from the song into a dream, life and death are gone......

Under Yu Wenjin's earnest whispering, in the intermittent and messy voice, Yu Yue finally came to consciousness and slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at Yu Wenjin, who was guarding beside him, haggard, there was infinite guilt in his eyes.

He whispered to him, "I'm sorry to worry you." ”

In an instant, Yu Wenjin's tears flowed down, he clenched Yu Yue's hand, his forehead rested on the clasped hands, and he couldn't cry.

The ancestor who was standing by the bed also burst into tears, wiped his tears, and came out with Zhong Ke to tell everyone the good news.

The moment the door was opened, Jiang Zhengxin hurriedly turned around to look, and in an instant, she realized what it was to be full of hope in despair.

Knowing that Yu Yue survived, Jiang Zhengxin closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and forcibly held back the tears of joy.

After experiencing great sorrow and mourning, she was happier than anyone else at this time, but she was calmer than anyone else.

Looking at Zhong Ke and Yuan Zu's haggard and pale faces, Jiang Zhengxin also knew how hard they had put in, and said with both gratitude and guilt:

"Mr. Zhong and Mr. Zu, you have worked hard, Yuwen rushed to the north first to save me, and I will come to thank you another day...... My brother and I said goodbye first. ”

The ancestor was puzzled and asked, "Little girl, don't you want to go in and see the palace master?" ”

Looking at the figure in the room, which was actually not clear, there were complex emotions in his eyes that no one could understand.

Think, she really wants to.

But she said that she would stay away from him in the future and never let him see her again.

Jiang Zhengxin shook his head and left with Jiang Zhengyu.

Lying on the bed, Yu Yue, who had just regained consciousness, had a flash of water in his eyes, he raised his weak hand to hold something, and his thin lips opened and closed slightly to hold someone.

But in the end, her name was not called.

The hand paused for a moment, then put it down again.

That "Xin'er" finally turned into a silent sigh in my heart.

……

Out of the mansion, Jiang Zhengxin couldn't support it anymore, and after a period of dizziness, his feet staggered unsteadily.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhengyu kept supporting her, so she didn't fall.

Jiang Zhengxin raised his head and smiled lightly at his brother, and finally could say a good word to him: "I'm fine, I'm worried." ”

Jiang Zhengyu stared at her, there were many words choked in his throat, but he didn't say a word, he silently leaned over and picked up his sister, stepped on the faint moonlight in the dark, and led her back step by step.

- I'm sorry, but I didn't protect you well to get you hurt.

You're in pain, aren't you?

It hurts in my heart, too, right?

It doesn't matter, with your brother with you, everything will pass......