Chapter Ninety-Five: Two Generations of Love

Actually, there is very little that can be said. How I met him, how I fell in love, and how I had you is not particularly important to you. The mother paused, tears rolling in her eyes. I didn't interrupt her and waited quietly for her to continue.

"I don't know what happened after he left, what you met in Dunhuang may be him, and no one in the world should care about us except him. But from what you say, he's supposed to be dead. ”

Actually, I'm not surprised at all, because I've had this idea for a long time, and I just hate myself for not being able to see his appearance clearly, which is the person I've been trying to see clearly for so many years.

The mother continued: "We were very much in love back then, so he confessed all his secrets to me and let me choose whether to stay with him or not. I love him, and it is impossible to leave him. But there are some things that if he doesn't do, you have to do them sooner or later, so in the end we came to an agreement that I would raise you and that he would do what he had to do, and if he succeeded, you wouldn't get involved in it again. ”

She paused, then said, "His secret has something to do with some of your experiences. Long is right, your father also told me that you and him are indeed descendants of the Yellow Emperor's bloodline, and things in this world can only be done by people like you. It's an ability, but it means you're special, and even if you don't want to do it, trouble will come you. There may be people like you in the world, but your father doesn't know where they are. He only wants you to survive safely, so he doesn't hesitate. ”

"What the hell did he do?"

"Don't worry, I'll tell you slowly. He told me that there are three things in this world, and he doesn't know the origin, so they can be called artifacts, and only people of your bloodline can use them, but I didn't ask him what they were. For thousands of years, many people have been fighting for these three things, both openly and covertly, but others must use or use you to wield their power. Your father knows that you may be their target, so he wants to get or destroy these things himself. But he didn't mention to me about the Kyushu Shending and the dragon, maybe he hadn't experienced this. ”

"Why did he know this? You've never told me a word about me when I'm so old. "Yes, it's a lot of new and unheard of concepts.

"Maybe his father told him, but I don't know. We don't want you to know any of this stuff, so we've been hiding it from you. But now you've been involved...... That's why I'm against you going to do it anymore, because it's getting easier and easier for you to touch things you shouldn't. Maybe it would be better to change to another profession. ”

I nodded, and I couldn't agree more with that statement now.

"And I'm telling you now, so that you can better protect yourself. You're so old and smart, and you can understand his and my good intentions, right? We can't keep you for the rest of your life, and you can only take care of yourself for a lot of things, anyway, you should know by now. ”

I nodded again. But I thought to myself, if all these things that sound unreliable are true, how am I supposed to bear them? To be honest, I was a little worried, and after listening to what she just said, it seemed that my surroundings had been very unsettled.

What's more, what I do is my choice, but many times there is no option to choose. Choosing to listen to my mother's words can indeed reduce the probability, but when trouble comes to the door, I still have to face it. Maybe that's how my father chose it back then.

What would I do if I became a parent one day? Maybe it's like him. Empathy, if these problems are a great threat to survival, I will also try my best, and then let the child find a partner to marry and have children as soon as possible, live a dull and happy life, and live well.

But after thinking about it for a while, another question suddenly came to my mind: "Oh Mom, why did you believe these words at the time, doesn't it sound like a story that lied to you?" Aren't you afraid that he just doesn't want to care about the nonsense we make up? ”

She smiled and shook her head, "He won't." In other words, if you were with that girl surnamed Xiao now, and she told you something related to her, but you had never heard of it, would you not believe it? ”

Indeed, she was right, and her trust in her father was indeed worthy of their love. I smiled with her.

"Go find her." Mother suddenly said this.

This sentence has reached my heart, I almost died, are you still afraid of love setbacks? Actually, I've thought about these things these days, but I don't really believe my mother would say that, because that's not how she was going to do it before.

"But you promise me," she continued, "that if she still won't accept you, you'll give it up sooner." After saying that, she looked at me, with a thin face, withered yellow hair, and charity in her eyes.

This time I nodded.

In the face of her, I knew that I thought about things and should not be completely on my own side. If I jumped out of the cracks in the stones, Xiao Fang didn't accept me, it didn't matter if I didn't marry for the rest of my life, but there are always other things in the world that are also important.

We got up and walked around the garden again, and then went back to the ward.

The days passed quickly, and my body gradually recovered, and the things that should be removed from my body were taken out in the same way, not to mention, there was really a joy of breaking out of the cocoon into a butterfly and regaining my life. Her mother's unit urged her to go back to work, and she saw that I was indeed able to take care of myself, so she left, but told me that I had to write to her when I was free, otherwise she would not be at ease.

But unlike me, the old lady in the next bed, the situation slowly deteriorated, and after my mother left, I helped her when I had spare energy, such as feeding two mouthfuls of porridge. She laughed and spoke from the beginning, and slowly her face was full of pain and she couldn't speak, and in the end, her condition deteriorated dramatically and she died.

Although she is not related, it still makes me sad that she is dead. No relatives came, and the doctors and nurses who were used to seeing death came to take her away, and she ended the curtain like this.

Watching her slowly push out of my sight, her words rang in my ears again: "I am different from you, I am waiting to die, you are born again." Life is so fragile and short, and I have to continue to do what I have to do.

I get out of bed and walk around every day to regain muscle strength, because I always have one big thing on my mind.

When I was about to be discharged from the hospital, I wrote to ask Xiao Fang if she was still in school?

As a result, her classmate helped reply that she followed her mentor and took a group of juniors and sisters out for an internship, and she ran very far.

I said I wanted to see her, but they didn't believe her, they said it was too far away, and they told me that the living conditions were very bad or something. However, with my perseverance, I eventually arrived at the address, which is in Province Y, at the southwestern end of my country's territory.

After I was successfully discharged from the hospital, I went to the city station to find Lao Yin and them, and hugged Lao Yin, I don't know if I was too excited. After all the formalities and wages were completed, I began to think about how to get to Y Province.

I went to the bookstore first, because the place where Xiao Fang was was unheard of, I searched for a long, long time on the map of Y Province, and finally found such a place at the end of an inconspicuous county territory.

I've never been to the southwest, so if nothing else, I should be able to make a carriage to the county seat...

I went to the post station and told the conductor the name of the place, and she asked me, "Where is it?"

"Province Y."

"How do you write it?"

I told her to read it, and I flipped through the address book page by page, and when I checked it, there was no one.

I gave her the name of the county seat again, but there was none.

It wasn't until I said the name of the city that she said the carriage could arrive, but I had to reverse it. I had no choice but to listen to her arrangement to buy tickets in turn, but I didn't expect this place to be so difficult to go. Judging from the ticket, it will take at least four days to get to the city, and the classmates in Xiao Fang School are honest and don't deceive me.

But there is no turning back when the bow is opened, and the tickets are bought, so there is no reason not to go.

I bought enough dry food and picked up two old books at the stall to relieve my boredom, intending to throw them away after reading them.

Needless to say, it was not until I got out of the carriage that I realized that this place was indeed different from the eastern coastal cities.

I don't remember who told me that you can tell the level of development of a place from the height of the house, and there is some truth to that. I got out of the carriage, and there were only a handful of people. When I went to the small post station next door, there were only a few people. The local people around me looked at me strangely, not knowing the clothes or whatever, and they seemed to recognize that I was a foreigner.

I bought a ticket to the county seat at the station, and the frequency of the shuttle bus was surprisingly small, and I had to wait for several hours to pass, and I didn't know how many hours it would take on the road to get to the place, and I was afraid that it would not be dark.

After getting into the carriage, I bumped all the way, turning around along the winding mountain road, and I was almost motion sick and sweating. The car is still on the road, picking up and dropping people, and the driver is driving the horse to stop at a very fast speed, and he can fly up from the stool if he is not careful. It was the first time I felt that the car ride was so painful, and I don't know when, the car finally arrived at the place.

Fortunately, it was still dawn, but I knew that it was impossible to go there today, so I had to find an inn to stay in early.

After walking on the road for a long time, I finally saw the word "inn", although the faΓ§ade was very dilapidated, but I still went in, and I had no choice.

The boss is a man in his thirties and forties, and he still speaks official language, although it is not very smooth, and he happened to be cooking when I went. We negotiated the price, and he took me to my room and asked if I wanted to eat together, just add ten cents.

I found out that I was the only guest of this small home-converted guesthouse. I put my things in a dilapidated room and went to dinner with my boss.