The sun is shining on the asphalt road, a country with ancient charm, after a hundred years of accumulation, finally converged into the sea, the sea embraces all rivers.

Jimo Sulang is completely familiar with the modern mode of life, and the memories of the past will not reappear in his dreams, and he even feels that he is living in this technologically advanced country, and the ancient dynasty of the Jimo Dynasty with the vicissitudes of life when read is just a pure land in his dreams.

Looking at the portrait he had made in the past few years in the study, the woman in the painting was young and beautiful, with a bright expression, like the girls on the street now, so unrestrained, he looked so engrossed that he didn't even notice that his parents walked in.

Jason screamed twice in his arms, and Mo Sulang looked up, put away the portrait in his hand, and greeted a kind couple with a smile on his face.

"Mom, why didn't you and Dad even make any movement when they came in, are you immortals in the sky, your feet don't touch the ground, you can't fly?"

Jimo Sulang is much more handsome and taller than his peers, and when he goes out, everyone thinks that he is a teenager, and even as tall as the current Professor Murong.

"You kid, nonsense, what kind of immortal, haven't you been talking about going to Xinjiang? This time I happened to go to Xinjiang for an investigation, do you want to go? ”

Mrs. Murong's words are full of doting, full of smiles, and the perennial work makes her look a little old, but in the eyes of Professor Murong, she is always as pampered as a little girl, because they were exposed to radiation when they were young, and they have not been able to have children, and Jimo Sulang has made up for this shortcoming.

"Really? Did you find any artifacts over there? Jimo Sulang's eyes were radiant and dancing like flames.

"Yes! But I don't know what it is yet, I can only know when I go, the baby will go to pack his luggage first, and my parents will go to school for a trip, and we will set off when we come back in the afternoon. ”

The Murong couple arranged Jimo Sulang properly, and then drove off, Jimo Sulang, who stayed at home to pack his luggage, was very happy, he reached out and hugged Jason and kissed him fiercely, "Jason, I'm going to find Yue'er, are you happy?" Do you know Yue'er? ...”

But this wait was an afternoon, until the sun set in the evening, Ji Mo Sulang sat on the sofa in the living room, looking at the salute that was cleaned up at his feet, and Jason who was playing with a furball, his parents had not come back, and no one answered his call.

Jason ran to the sofa and accidentally stepped on the remote control with his foot, and the sound of the TV startled Jimo Sulang who was in a daze, looking at the TV content, his whole body was like falling into an ice vault.

"According to the media, on the street near XX University this afternoon, a license plate number was...."The rest of the voices he could no longer hear, and when the picture turned, a man and woman covered in blood appeared, who were unconsciously carried into an ambulance.

Jimo Sulang grabbed his coat and rushed out, this was the first time in his life, he didn't care about taking Jason who had been growing up with him, Jason screamed behind him, and the cry was full of sorrow.

When Jimo Sulang ran all the way to the hospital, he saw two corpses covered by white cloths, a faint smile on the corner of the woman's mouth, lying there motionless, that was the person who loved him the most and gave him the warmest light in his panic life, his mother.

And the mountain-like father, he is elegant and indifferent, sees life as an adventure, sees him as his only heir, he says that a manly man sheds blood without tears, he supports his aimless inner confusion, they have dedicated their lives to archaeology, and now they have such an end!

"Condolences, please! When they arrived, the two professors were shot in the head, and they penetrated through the nose..."

What the doctor was saying, that is, Mo Sulang didn't hear it, he didn't need to know how they died, what he knew was that they died, they said that they would accompany him to Xinjiang to find Yue'er, they promised him to watch him marry a wife and have children, and a lot of things they said didn't count?

Murong and his parents' parents had a heart attack three years ago, and the old man was old, ninety-seven years old, and he could still watch his daughter live a satisfactory life, even if she was sick, she left with a smile.

Now that even the Murong couple are gone, Jimo Sulang doesn't know who he is, which time and space he belongs to, and the hasty death of his parents makes him like a child abandoned by adults, and he can no longer find his way home.

Jimo Sulang returned home with his parents' urn, the empty room made him shake, and his eyes were full of scarlet, as if he saw his mother walking towards him.

"Baby, why did you come back today, let's see what mom has made for you?"

"Xiaomo, after dinner, our master will kill two and one plate, I haven't fought for a long time, my hands are really a little itchy."

In front of me are the gentle words of the parents who are far and near, the home is still so sunny, and as soon as I get home, my mother has prepared a fragrant meal waiting for me, what a warm scene.

Suddenly, the scene in front of him changed, and he appeared in the hospital corridor again, the smell of disinfectant water made him pungent, and he just wanted to sneeze, and after a while, he saw his parents beckoning to him at the end of the hospital corridor, "Baby, Mo'er, come here, come to your parents, come quickly." ”

"Mommy, Mommy, Daddy..."

The half-asleep Jimo Sulang was lying alone on the cold ground, surrounded by Jason's snow-white body screaming anxiously, circling around him.

Jimo Sulang was sick, he dismissed all the servants in the house, locked himself in the room and lay like that, no matter how Jason called on the ground, he was motionless, as if he was dead.

Jimo Sulang thought about his days in the palace, when the laughing and noisy child was no longer there, after coming to the modern era, he depicted everything in the palace, he never even told his parents about everything about ancient times, they were very kind, they never asked him for anything, they just loved him with their best efforts, and gave him everything that this child from another world did not have.

Let him be coquettish and cute and refuse to go to school, they agreed, he wanted to learn painting, he wanted to learn Chinese martial arts, and they agreed, but he also knew that his parents liked archaeology the most in their lives, and they hoped that he would inherit the mantle in the future and devote himself to studying ancient history.

The phone has been ringing for the fifth time, ringing ringing... The voice was noisy and hurt Jimo Sulang's brain, he got up and rolled out of bed, picked up the receiver, the other end of the phone was a foreigner with a full English accent, he said that Jimo Sulang's application has been approved, and he can go to their most famous business school in the UK at any time, and he will not delay the continued operation of Jimo Sulang's company in China during the study period, and he is welcome to come.

This is the first and last decision made by his parents for him, and his parents said that their Mo'er is a person who wants to do great things, and he will be famous all over the world in the future, that is, he will do something different from others and take a different path from others.

They took out their savings and opened his own company for him, and they all said that he was a business wizard and had excellent intelligence, but his parents could no longer know what he would do.

It was a sunny day, Jimo Sulang put his parents' ashes in a small porcelain vase, carried with him, he turned around and looked at the big house that carried all his happy memories, the sun shone on his eyes painful, he covered all the pain, strode into the car.

Maybe he will never come back in this life, maybe he will come back tomorrow, life is impermanent, God is playing a joke with him at any time, he got on a flight to England, and took his beloved parents with him to another country.

Time and space may have become chaotic since this day, the time and space of Jimo and the time and space of London can no longer be synchronized, and five years have passed in the blink of an eye, and Jimo Sulang has grown into a charming, mature and steady young business elite.

In the past few years, while looking for the cause of death of his parents, he studied in business school, I don't know if it is because of the strong genes of the prince, the young Jimo Sulang has run the small company he used to practice his hands to the world-renowned jewelry tycoon.

The headlines of Huaqiu Daily are full of rolling news about young business wizards and business elites all day long, and this Chinese kid who shocked foreigners is simply a genius.

The weather in London is always cloudy and sunny, or rainy all year round, Ji Mo Sulang's mother liked sunny days the most, and he decided not to be wronged by his mother living in England with him for so many years, and he decided to return to China with his parents.

Young, tall and golden, Jimo Sulang is known all over the world, and there are countless suitors at home and abroad, and he walked off the plane with his parents' ashes, and screams of worship resounded in all corners of the airport.

The driver blocked the crowd that caught up, and took his president to the door of the company safely, Jimo Sulang inadvertently glanced at the TV equipped in the car before getting out of the car, and the host on the TV excitedly reported an archaeological anecdote.

Jimo Sulang stopped, he sat in the car and watched the TV screen carefully, it was a crown tomb unearthed near City A, the tomb was no different from the ancient nobles, but the main tomb was quickly opened, and the woman was lying in the coffin, and her quiet sleeping face amazed everyone present.

looked at the upper right corner of the TV, where it was written live broadcast, and an advertisement was inserted, and the deep voice of Jimo Sulang sounded.

"Ah Liu, go to City A, hurry up!"

The driver's name is Ah Liu, he is the private driver of Jimo Sulang, his driving skills are very good, he calculated the time, and it was half an hour to arrive at the scene from here, Ah Liu drove the car on the highway, the speed was very fast, but the people in the car did not feel uncomfortable.

Half an hour passed immediately, and when Jimo Sulang walked into the scene, the live broadcast of the TV had ended, and the experts looked at the female corpse, as well as the male corpse next to it, with two night pearls in their mouths, shining with a soft light in the dark tomb.

The experts obviously didn't expect that they cut off the live broadcast and covered up the matter, and there were still people who could enter the tomb, looking at the young man who walked in, the experts' faces were full of strange looks, and they looked at Jimo Sulang for a while, and then looked at the male corpse in the coffin.

OMG! They have been doing this for so many years, they have never believed in any ghost rumors, they are archaeological teams, they are down-to-earth Marxist materialists, they are not tomb robbers, these are just for archaeology, for the exploration of history.

But what's going on now, this person who came in seems to look the same as the male corpse? Didn't they see the hell in broad daylight?

Looking at his face that was almost exactly the same as himself, Jimo Sulang's heart jumped, this is... His own father.