"Can you say that?" Yin Ji asked softly, "Your business." ”

Shaojun smiled and said lightly: "It's not a big deal, before I was born, my father led the troops to the battle; Mother stayed in the tribe, foreign enemies came to attack, she led the crowd to resist the enemy, accidentally fell into a plot, fell into a deep sleep. ”

"And your father—"

"He's fine, it's just that every time you go down, it takes enough time to integrate the local area. So every time he went on an expedition, he couldn't come back for three or five years. "Shaojun is like talking about other people's things, and he doesn't take it to heart at all," The first time I heard his voice was when I was just born, and the second time was when I was seven years old. ”

Hear a voice?

Haven't the biological father and son met?

"It was also in that year that one of my mother's ministries would take me on a trip. Six years later, he was called back to the tribe by his father to go out to war. I was bored to be alone in the tribe, and I wandered around for another five years. ”

With such a brief content, it hides a lot of things when you hear it.

Yin Ji didn't ask much, just because she noticed one thing - Shaojun's mother had been in a coma for twenty years, but he was only eighteen years old?

Thinking about Shaojun's condition again, if the foreign enemy attacked, the children in the womb were in such a serious condition, the toxins were entangled in the body, and the soul was entangled with a terrifying curse, how could the mother itself just fall asleep and not wake up, and there was no other effect?

Unless......

Thinking of a possibility, Yin Ji's heart twitched.

She didn't want to think that there were such parents in the world, but she knew that this should be the most reasonable or even the only explanation.

She was silent for a long time before asking, "Do you want to heal your mother in the hope that you will know your name from her?" ”

Shaojun looked into the distance, his expression was gentle, with a kind of resigned calm: "She should never have thought about what I should be called." ”

Who would name a child who is destined to become a curse, toxin, and even a chronic disease that cannot be eradicated from the body of his parents from the moment he is conceived?

But he still had a glimmer of hope.

What if, when his mother had momentary pity for him, and had hoped for a miracle to be born and raised, she had thought about his name?

A simple sentence is tantamount to admitting his life experience in disguise.

Yin Ji didn't know what to react, she was stunned for a long time before asking: "Does 'Shaojun' mean 'patriarch and young son'?" ”

"It can be understood that way." Shaojun replied, "Only my mother's ministry will call me that, and on my father's side, I am not the youngest." ”

Seeing Yin Ji's depressed expression, he smiled and teased himself: "If it weren't for my mother falling into a deep sleep, on her side, I would definitely not be the youngest, and I wouldn't even be able to get the name of 'Shaojun'." ”

"Do you have a lot of brothers and sisters?"

"A few hundred!"

“！ So much! ”

"My oldest brother and sister should be my mother's eldest daughter, who is sixty years older than me? Or seventy? Her eldest granddaughters are all older than me! Shaojun replied calmly, "As for the brother of my compatriot, he is also more than forty years older than me!" ”

is also Yin Aunt, whose parents are extremely old, but is an only daughter: "...... You didn't include your aunt's and uncle's children, did you? ”

"How is that possible?" Shaojun saw Yin Hui's face full of surprise, thinking that she only had one brother, he couldn't help but explain, "My mother alone gave birth to more than sixty children, not to mention my father." Their lovers are measured in hundreds, and the men and women of the tribe take pride in bearing them children. ”

Yin Ji couldn't help but shudder.

Is this the world of the strong?

It's horrible.

But when she thought about it, she felt that it was nothing.

At this time, although the relationship between men and women is a little chaotic, people are free both physically and mentally!

Those who nest at home and wait for others to protect them, whether they are men or women, are playthings. Low status, no different from slaves, can only work hard in exchange for resources.

The warriors of the tribe, regardless of gender or age, as long as they could move, all went to the battlefield with their weapons copied to fight for land and protect their homes.

After the tense battle, in order to celebrate the victory, everyone relaxes, finds a pleasing eye to the opposite sex rolling grass, what is the wonder of having a child born?

From Shaojun's words, Yin Ji had already heard that he was not close to his brothers and sisters, and he didn't want to talk more about this topic, so he asked, "What is your birthday?" ”

"I think about it, it seems to be...... Autumnal equinox? ”

"You and I were born on the same day." Yin Ji didn't expect things to be so coincidental, and immediately asked, "I was born at noon, what about you?" ”

It's her birthday for two lifetimes, no matter what.

"Shen You's friend."

The two of you, you look at me, I look at you, and they both feel that fate is very wonderful.

After a while, Yin Ji laughed and said softly, "Tell me about the things you encountered along the way!" Or interesting people can do it. You say one, I say one? ”

"Okay, what do you want to hear?"

"Let's talk about Qingzhou first! What is the Wind Tribe? ”

The sun sets and the moon rises.

A little starlight, sprinkled on the boulder at the top of the mountain.

"It's almost midnight!" Yin Cheng whispered, "I'm going back." ”

"Don't be so upset." Shaojun naturally stretched out his hand, rubbed her hair, and when he saw Yin Ji looking at her in surprise, he pretended to be nothing, "You can go home, it's a good thing, as for me, ......"

He smiled slightly, his eyes full of shredded starlight: "Thank you for making me have a good dream like never before." ”

None of them mentioned anything like "can they meet in reality", because everyone knows that they are separated by tens of millions of years, and Shaojun...... Not to live long at all.

"Thank you too." Yin Cheng said softly, "Willing to be my friend." ”

Even though it's only six days.

Even if it's in a dream.

No one spoke again.

Yin Ji silently took out the gonghou.

Melodious melody flowing in the night sky.

A green leaf appeared on Shaojun's fingertips.

Qingyue's flute sound, and the melody of Konghou, played a moving music.

"Shaojun!"

The afterglow of Gong Hou and Ye Di lingered in his mind, and the handsome man leaning on the bamboo couch just opened his eyes, and saw the general half-kneeling in front of him, and when he woke up, his expression was excited, and a series of words did not stop: "The assassin moved his hands and feet in the materials of the dream ceremony, causing Shaojun not to enter the dream of the master mother, but to enter a memory of his unknown past, and was trapped in it. ”

"Shaojun's power is too strong, the wizard can't sneak into Shaojun's dream, the patriarch and Changjun have also tried, but they all have failed, and they can only rely on Shaojun to get out of trouble. Shaojun slept for nine days, and his subordinates were worried, but fortunately Shaojun was safe and sound! ”

"Uncle Harvest, don't be so nervous." The man smiled slightly, "I had a good dream. ”