Don't forget, don't forget, if you confirm your heart, in fact, he doesn't want to forget, and he doesn't want to be forgotten, so he has to write a letter home every once in a while.

He wrote about the eldest brother and the second brother, and the third brother and the fourth brother in the letter, but he never mentioned his wife. Not because he is cold, but because he doesn't know how to write.

It was also because he was afraid that the pen and ink would fall on the paper, so he wrote about his extravagant hopes, his pathos, his long-term affection, and his pitiful.

When he left home, Yi Xuan's heart was full of all kinds of desperate emotions, he often thought of the squirrel back then, and thought that feelings could be easily let go, and once he let go, he could make his life easier.

He used to paint a lot of portraits, all of them were the appearance of his wife, she smiled and he cherished it in his heart, and then he no longer painted the appearance of his wife, forcing himself not to recall, but he always made a ghost to make a difference, even if people were not around her, there was always her shadow in every bit of life.

For example, the purple clothes she loves to wear, such as the purple-eyed squirrels he painted, such as the wine he brews, such as his dreams

Now standing beside the three brothers, looking at the appearance of the brothers when they were unconscious, thinking of the previous earthquake, and seeing the three brothers almost buried alive by the rocks, what he thought and thought in his heart was actually engaged in those shadows of the past.

Obsessed with forgetting, forgetting for the sake of forgetting, but always remembering.

This contradictory obsession is a different torment from the beginning.

And in this torment, how can he feel good

The most feared thing in life is life and death, and if you turn around, you may miss a lifetime, and the earthquake in Qingfeng County is like an alarm bell ringing on his heart, shaking his soul.

If he dies, if the wife is not alive because of these force majeure, even if he lives in two places, he knows that she lives in this world, and she lives well somewhere, and his heart is at peace. But what if the wife is gone?

Slowly, he buried his face in the palm of his hand, not daring to think about it anymore.

And at this time, perhaps an inexplicable intuition, his body suddenly stiffened, and then slowly looked back, and heard a milky little guy happily say "Daddy, hug Daddy, rat Daddy, big daddy, second daddy"

The little guy had a lot of strength, broke away from the villa who was holding him tightly, stepped out of his chubby little short legs, and rushed towards Yixuan.

Wu forgot to hug Yi Xuan's thighs, his little face was cute and cute, revealing a rather cute smile. Then, he stretched out a small hand and said happily, "Daddy, rat rat" He pointed to the "rat rat" and motioned for Daddy to look.

He's so smart, in the villa, Daddy has painted many portraits, and he remembers them all. He remembered that his father used to hold him in the villa and point to the portraits to make him recognize people. There are big dads, second dads, third dads, four dads, five dads, and rats

Daddy is so strange, every time he sees the portrait of a rat and mouse, it feels like he is going to cry, and now, Daddy can stop crying, and he doesn't have to show that expression of wanting to cry anymore, because Daddy, rat and mouse, they are all here

Yi Xuan looked at Wu Forget, and then, he slowly raised his head again, the cool breeze kicked up the dust and smoke, and in the distance, he saw the woman in his memory, the woman who made him miss day and night, but painfully resisted this longing.