When Li Guanwu returned home, his sister was already sleeping soundly, but he felt a strong aura of fear coming from his sister.

Sister, what's wrong? Li Guanwu looked at his sister strangely, and saw a scene above her head, which was the scene of her standing on a chair and patting his head that day. It seems that my sister is dreaming at this moment.

"Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to, it was Xiaoxiao who asked me to scare you." Li Guanmu said in his dreams.

Little let her do it? No wonder, otherwise how dare his sister scare him.

Li Guanwu waited for his sister's dream to disappear, thought about it, and prepared to create a scene for his sister where the two siblings were very happy.

When his sister was born, Li Guanwu was ten years old, he was in elementary school, and his mother was taking care of his sister every day.

By the time his sister was three or four years old, he had already started junior high school, the kind of school that lived in school, except for Saturdays, Sundays and holidays, he didn't spend much time with his sister, and when he had time, he also went to play with his classmates, and rarely accompanied this sister.

Looking back, there doesn't seem to be any happy scene between myself and my sister.

If you have to say that there is one time, it should be that my sister was bullied in elementary school last year, and on Saturday he told him about it with a suffocated mouth, and he especially smoked one afternoon after school, and helped her teach the little bastard a lesson, and he was very happy after telling his sister.

This should be a rare happy memory between him and his sister.

Li Guanwu decided to create this dream for his sister, so that when his sister was chased by a monster, he would appear to drive away the monster and protect his sister.

He put the dream he had created into his sister's mind, and her hands and feet moved violently.

The monster chased Li Guanmu Li Guanmu ran desperately, shouting his brother while running, at this time, Li Guanwu appeared as an armored superman, and had a vicious fight with the monster, and finally beat the monster into powder and disappeared like smoke.

"Mu Mu, don't be afraid, my brother will always protect you." Li Guanwu squatted down, looked into Li Guanmu's eyes and said.

"Brother, I'm sorry!" Li Guanmu threw herself into Li Guanwu's arms and cried.

"Little fool, it's none of your business, my brother is fine, and my brother will accompany you in the future." Li Guanwu comforted his sister.

Under the persuasion of Li Guanwu, the younger sister gradually settled down and fell asleep on Li Guantai's shoulder.

Li Guanwu accepted the dream, looked at his sister who was sleeping sweetly with a smile, and finally had a knot.

I didn't be a good brother before, but fortunately, I still have a chance to make up for it.

Li Guanwu sat beside his sister for a while, got up and went to his parents' room.

In the room, a big bed, two worlds.

Li Ping'an was covered with a gray air-conditioning quilt, and Sun Xianglian was covered with a pink air-conditioning quilt, sleeping back to back. Between them, it is as if there is a chasm between them, and if they cross it, they will fall into it.

Li Guanwu looked at them, and most of the scenes he could remember were his father's sneers at his mother, or shaking his head in disappointment, or turning a blind eye.

The warmth of home, for Li Guanwu, in addition to the increasingly unpalatable meals made by his mother, may be that he has his own bed and an independent space, and his parents did not let him feel what love is, and he can only envy the joyful warmth of other people's homes.

I remember one time, he followed his best friend Liao Zhuo to his house to play, and saw Liao Zhuo's parents chopping vegetables and stir-frying, picking up and cleaning after eating, looking at each other with warm eyes, the soft tone between words, and the jealous love for Liao Zhuo, all made him very envious of Liao Zhuo to have such a home.

Later, by chatting with his mother and chatting with relatives and friends around him, he knew that his parents were in love when they were in college, and they used to have romantic love, but their romance, their love, had long since been lost, so that Li Guanwu never felt it.

A home without love, it's not even as good as a rented hostel.

Li Guanwu was stunned for a moment, and suddenly focused his eyes on the bookshelf in the corner. On the shelves, there are rows of various martial arts books, both new and old, and in the middle of the bookshelf, a photo frame is monopolized. It was a photo of my parents when they were young at Wushan University.

In the photo, although the father is dressed dirty, he is young and handsome, and the mother is even more bright, and that dress is still very popular even now. What's more, both parents have a happy and sweet glow on their faces.

It must be their best time! Li Guanwu thought to himself.

Following the scene of green trees and white walls in the photo, Li Guanwu created the same dream, and at the same time implanted it in the minds of his parents.

"The green trees cover the white walls, and the blue sky reflects the black tiles. Flying ribbons, swordsmen riding white horses. Li Ping'an read a poem he wrote and asked Sun Xianglian proudly, "How is this poem?" ”

"It depends on whether you wrote it to me or not." Sun Xianglian's smart eyes looked at Li Ping'an playfully.

"You are the Flying Flowers Fairy, I am the White Horse Swordsman, who do you say it is for?" Li Ping'an's youthful face was full of yearning for the dream of rivers and lakes.

"Then you and I will go to Lingang City to fight the sword rivers and lakes." Sun Xianglian stared at Li Ping'an tightly, afraid that an answer of rejection would pop out of his mouth.

"Well, I haven't seen the sea yet." Li Ping'an replied briskly, and then said hesitantly, "I just don't know if your parents will look down on me." ”

"The person I fancie, my parents will definitely like." Sun Xianglian was very confident in conveying confidence to Li Ping'an.

Looking at the sweet past of his parents, Li Guanwu also felt very sweet and happy, but now his parents have long lost the love they had at the beginning.

At this time, the dream also switched to the present with Li Guanwu's thoughts.

"Why are you so useless, you can let him have an accident when your son is so old!" Li Ping'an roared, like a small clerk in the unit.

Sun Xianglian didn't answer, but the original silent crying turned into a loud cry.

Li Guanwu felt his mother's depression, pain, and sadness from the cry.

"Now that my son is gone, what's the point of this family!" Li Ping'an continued to roar.

Li Guanwu suddenly appeared in front of Li Ping'an: "Dad, what's wrong with Mom?" Where were you when I had an accident? ”

Li Ping'an looked at his son who suddenly appeared, and instantly seemed to be shocked by his questioning.

After a while, Li Ping'an's eyes lit up with excitement: "Son, you're okay!" ”

"Dad, I'm dead, but I'll protect Mom and this family when I die. You used to love your mother so much, why are you like this now? ”

When Li Ping'an heard Li Guanwu's words, he sat down on the sofa dejectedly, as if someone had suddenly removed his spiritual pillar.

"Without a loving home, what's the point of my life, and in the future, like you, will I become a family without love?" Li Guanwu continued to question his father.

After a while, Li Ping'an said: "Son, my father doesn't want to, but the work pressure is too great, your mother can't make money, and she has no image, I'm afraid of being ridiculed even if I take your mother out now, what can you let me do?" ”

"Isn't it because of this family and because of you? Can you be glamorous outside without your mom doing these things at home? Mom does things at home every day, have you helped once, except to be picky or blame, so who will be in the mood to dress up? ”

Li Guanwu suddenly found that he was so reasonable, just reflecting on it, it seems that his attitude towards his mother has never been better, and he has never done anything for his mother, why is he so bold when he talks about his father?

Li Guanwu couldn't help but shudder in his heart.

When we speak of others, we are all the standards of saints, but we never use this standard to compare ourselves.

Li Guanwu looked at his mother, who gradually stopped crying and fell into a trance, walked up to her, half-knelt down, put his hand on his mother's lap, looked at his mother and said, "Mom, don't be sad, you will be good in the future, I will always be by your side." ”

Sun Xianglian recovered from her distraction, there was a hint of brightness in her eyes, she looked at her son in front of her, stretched out her hand and touched his head: "Son, you have grown up, and your mother is also old." ”

"Mom, you are not old, you are still the most beautiful, fashionable, and noble big and beautiful woman like you were when you were in college, and my sister and I will always love you."

Sun Xianglian listened to her son's words, and a smile bloomed on her face.

"Xianglian." Li Ping'an also came over and hugged his son and wife into his arms.

Li Guanwu really wanted his father and mother to hold him like this forever, how warm such a moment was, how many times he had looked forward to such a moment, but he didn't expect that after he died, he finally waited for this moment.

After a long time, Li Guanwu withdrew the illusion and stood in front of the bookshelf in the corner blankly, looking at the old photo.

On the bed, the two parents rolled over and hugged each other.

"Looks like you've done a good job, and you deserve a reward!" A small voice suddenly sounded beside Li Guanwu.

"When did you come back?"

"I won't tell you." Little Tsundere said.

"Then are we going to catch new souls now?" Li Guanwu broke free from his deep love and thought that there was still something to do.

"Don't worry, we'll go back when it's almost dawn." Xiaoxiao said.

"Why wait until then?"

"You'll find out when the time comes." Xiaoxiao sold a pass and deliberately didn't tell Li Guanwu.