"I'm sorry, now that I'm dying, you can get what you want, I just beg you not to hurt my mom and my grandma."

Han Mochen said pleadingly to the people around him, as soon as the words fell, Xu was a little emotional just now, and a continuous cough sounded.

After about the fifth cough fell, a bright red liquid spat out of Han Mochen's mouth.

The liquid scattered freely to the ground, staining the ground that had been somewhat gray-black with a bright color.

When the dazzling bright red came into view, Han Moyan, who was originally in a very volatile mood, suddenly calmed down.

There was no way to see what he was thinking in his eyes, and the calm was a little frightening.

The sudden calm and silence made one wonder if it would be followed by an even more violent storm.

Suddenly, there was a drastic change in mood, and Han Mochen naturally felt this.

Looking at Han Moyan, who suddenly picked up the tea and began to taste the tea beside him, Han Mochen sighed softly in his heart.

"Brother, I'll add you a cup of tea."

Glancing at the teacup in Han Moyan's hand, Han Mochen hurriedly took the initiative to lift the teapot and add tea to the empty teacup.

Hearing this, Han Moyan didn't say much, but the cup in his hand didn't move, which was a tacit acquiescence to Han Mochen's actions.

"Brother, you try, see if it's cold, if it's cold, let someone send a new pot."

The cup was full, Han Mochen glanced at the tea, and said to Han Moyan suggestively.

"Hmm."

Still without any expression on his face, Han Moyan took a sip of the tea in the cup.

"Is the temperature okay?"

Han Mochen poured himself a cup of tea, and before he drank it, he asked Han Moyan.

"Yes."

Han Moyan replied lightly.

After a pause, he spoke,

"Mochen, you know what? What your Han family owes me and my mother, one life is not enough to pay it back. ”

When Han Moyan said that, his tone sounded very calm and flat, but he seemed to be extraordinarily serious.

Hearing this, Han Mochen fell silent, and his face looked extremely guilty.

Han Moyan then added,

"Besides...... I don't want your life either."

"Brother~, don't say it."

Basically, he had already guessed what Han Moyan was going to say next, but Han Mochen stopped him.

"I don't want anything from you, and I don't want anything I owe you."

Completely ignoring Han Mochen's situation, his gaze fell fixedly on Han Mochen's face, and Han Moyan continued.

In that extraordinarily resolute tone, there was an unquestionable affirmation.

As soon as Han Moyan's words fell, Han Mochen immediately got up and was about to walk out the door.

"Brother, I'm tired and want to go back to sleep for a while, I'll come back to you another day."

"You can't get out, and now you can't get out of here with Ben."

Looking at the figure of Han Mochen about to walk out of the door, Han Moyan stood up and said as if he were admonishing.

Hearing this, Han Mochen's forward pace paused for a second, just for a second.

"Brother, all I want is for you to live well."

When Han Mochen said that, because of the loss of his body, his tone was light.

But the fluttering words fell into Han Moyan's heart, but they were enough to shake the heavens and the earth.

At that moment, he felt as if he had returned to his childhood.

The first time I saw this strange brother, I looked at his tender face.

As he was disturbed by entering a strange environment, he stretched out his chubby little hand and said,

"Brother, I'll take you to see the big white tiger on the mountain behind, it's beautiful."

At that time, he looked at the chubby little hand, hesitated for a long time, and finally handed his hand out.

After a long time, he once innocently asked this younger brother of his,

"You said that there is a good-looking white tiger in the back mountain, but after so long, why haven't I seen it?"

He still remembered that Han Mochen smiled mysteriously at him at that time and said, "This is a secret." ”

On that day, the weather was fine and the sun was warm.

Looking at the little man who was smiling at him in the sun, that was the first time he felt that it was actually good to stay in the Han family.

His thoughts were drawn from the memories of the past, and he looked at the figure that was getting farther and farther away from him, and Han Moyan muttered,

"But what I want now is for you to live well."

The voice behind him was very small, but it was also captured by Han Mochen.

The simple words pierced his ears and disrupted the pace of his steps.

This is his older brother, the older brother who has protected him since he was a child.

It was his brother before, his brother now, and his brother later.

The corners of his mouth unconsciously rose to a great angle, Han Mochen didn't look back, just said softly, "I know".

After saying that, he continued to walk in the direction of the door.

Looking at Han Mochen, who was about to walk to the door, Han Moyan sighed softly and weakly.

"I won't let go of my hatred for those people, and I'll give you back everything you give me."

After talking in his heart, Han Mochen couldn't get out of the house where he had cast a spell, so Han Moyan stood still like that, waiting for Han Mochen to return.

"Brother."

Walking to the door, Han Mochen didn't immediately touch the spell in front of him, stopped, and just shouted brother.

"I'm not going to let you out."

Thinking that Han Mochen meant to beg him to lift the spell, Han Moyan gave advice.

didn't turn around as Han Moyan thought, turned his back to Han Moyan behind him, Han Mochen said,

"Brother, take care of yourself and tell Xiaoxi that I ...... I'm sorry for her. ”

Noticing the meaning of Han Mochen's instructions, Han Moyan panicked and hurriedly walked in the direction where Han Mochen was.

"What do you mean?"

Without answering Han Moyan's question, Han Mochen reached out and touched the spell enchantment in front of him.

"Brother, I'm sorry."

At the same time as that voice fell, all of a sudden, a heavy object fell behind him, and then a muffled snort sounded.

The next second that muffled snort ended, the magic enchantment that had been set around the room suddenly disappeared.

At the moment when Han Moyan finally closed his eyes, he saw a sudden light in front of him, and a familiar figure walked towards the light.

The cup of tea that he had just drunk not long ago appeared in his mind, and Han Moyan knew it in his heart.

……

Li Linxi slept very deeply this night, and she seemed to have a dream in her dream.

There is a very warm place in the dream, the yard is not big, and the surrounding furnishings are very simple, and some are even a little shabby.

Look at it, it should be in the countryside. And, it seems, not in the XXI century.

In the courtyard, three people were eating dinner around a small table.

The dinner wasn't hearty at all, and everyone had a small amount of brown rice in their bowls.

In the center of the table, there are two dishes. One is fried shredded potatoes, and the other is cold wild vegetables.

Dinner didn't look very delicious, but the three people who ate were full of enjoyment and joy on their faces.

"Come and eat more, boys should eat more."

A middle-aged woman among the three said with a kind face as she filled the only man's bowl at the table.

"Well, thank you, Auntie."

The man nodded at the woman and thanked her, but instead of eating the right dish that the woman had put in his bowl, he put it in the bowl of a woman next to him.

The woman, with a thick strip of cloth wrapped around her eyes, ate the rice in the bowl to herself, apparently not noticing the man's action of serving her vegetables.

There was a lot of fun at the dinner table, and suddenly, the wooden spoon in the woman's hand fell to the ground.

Just as the woman's face was covered with a thick look of embarrassment, the man immediately picked up the spoon at the bottom of the table.

"Your hands aren't healed yet, or I'll feed you."

Wiped the wooden spoon clean with a clean rag on the table, and held the bowl in front of the woman in his hand, and the man whispered softly to the woman.

"I'm fine, you better go eat yours, it's not good if it's cold for a while, and if you eat it, you will get sick to your stomach."

The woman's hand moved in the direction the man was speaking, apparently knowing that her bowl was with the man and wanting to take it back from the man.

The woman's movements were slow, as if something was wrong.

"I've finished eating, it's fine."

Dodging the woman's seemingly somewhat uncontrolled hand, the man insisted on his opinion.

"Alright then, thank you."

First, she felt that she couldn't beat the man, and second, she felt that she was unable to move, and the woman didn't continue to insist.

"It's okay, as long as you remember to use your protagonist's aura to take me to pretend to be a force."

The man laughed indulgently, took half a spoonful of the meal with a wooden spoon, and passed it to the woman's mouth.

Looking at the man's movements, and then at the man's bowl and half a bowl of food, there was a little more strange emotion in the eyes of the woman on the side.

"Okay, when I'm ready, I promise to take you to immortality."

A mouthful of food entered her throat, and the woman's speech was a little blurred.

"Okay, I'll rely on you."

The man's eyes were full of tenderness that could not be dissolved, and the action of feeding the food in his hands was careful to the extreme.

After eating the bite after bite of the food sent by the man, the corners of the woman's mouth never fell.

But neither the one who feeds nor the one who eats notices anything strange about him.

Li Linxi desperately wanted to see the faces of those people clearly, but no matter how hard she tried, those faces were confused.

But the strange thing is that she can feel the details on the person's face.

She knows that their hearts are happy or sad, sad and happy.

But they did not know what their names were.

When Li Linxi came out of this dream, he didn't know why he always felt empty.

The corners of her eyes were still slightly moist, and even her mood was a little low.

Sitting alone on the bed for a long time, Li Linxi came out of those low emotions.

She felt that the dream was familiar, as if she had experienced it herself.