As the night darkens, the towers scattered throughout the slums are also lit up with soft lights. At the beginning of the lanterns, the people who wandered in the slums did not enter the shacks to rest. For them, they don't care about the length of sleep.

In order to appease the emotions of the poor, there are also many huge electronic screens standing in various parts of the slums, just to bring a little joy to the poor people, so that they can pass the empty and boring life.

However, those hilarious scenes seemed like a great mockery to He Yifei at this time.

He Yifei kept shuttling between the narrow shacks, and walked towards his home with his head down. He was empty in his heart, and he was also deliberately avoiding the noise of the slums.

This way, He Yifei didn't know how long he walked, and when the familiar scene came into view, he instinctively walked towards the location of his shack.

"Yifei, you're back!"

He Yifei's father, He Nong, was sitting outside his shack at this time, waiting for his son's return.

"Father, I'm back!" He Yifei lowered his head slightly, just to prevent his father from seeing the tears on his face.

"Son, don't you want to talk to me?"

Seeing his son go straight to the shack, He Nong grabbed the iron pillar standing behind him with his backhand, and supported his weak body hard, trying to stand up.

"Father, I'm sorry, now I want to be quiet!"

He Yifei was reaching out to remove the half-hidden tarpaulin, he caught a glimpse of his father's stiff movements, and wanted to step forward to help, but in the end, he held back.

"Son, I know what you're thinking! But I hope you can get out of this relationship! For us poor people, there are many things that we are not entitled to have!"

He Nong struggled to stand up straight, but he lacked strength, so he could only fall backwards at the last moment, his back leaning against the iron pillar, and his mouth was panting.

"Father, I understand! It's just that I'm not reconciled!" He Yifei suppressed the pain in his heart, and his right hand couldn't help but clench into a fist.

"First love, you don't know what love is! Fortunately, you are still young now, and you still have a long way to go in the future. Sooner or later, you'll understand that!" said Hernon, his eyes already looking at the bright moon that had climbed high in the sky.

"First love doesn't understand love?" He Yifei couldn't help but feel a trace of resistance in his heart when he heard his father's judgment.

However, He Yifei saw that his father's expression gradually became solemn, so he didn't say anything more. He knew that his father at this time must have remembered his mother who had been missing for many years.

He Yifei slowly lifted the tarpaulin in front of the door, and burrowed into the narrow shack, straight to his humble floor.

"Hebley, are you still alive now?"

Looking at the full moon high in the sky, He Nong's lips trembled slightly, and he let out a silent murmur.

At this time, He Yifei, who fell on the ground, couldn't help but touch his left arm and shoulder with his right hand.

Although it was extremely dark in this shack, He Yifei knew that there was a circular black mark on his left arm and shoulder. The mark, although it was only the size of a thumb nail, carried all of He Yifei's memories of his mother.

About 12 years ago, on a full moon night, He Yifei's family of three had just finished watching the wonderful performance on the electronic screen and were returning to their shack with joy.

But it was that night, when the warm family of three walked through the narrow streets of the slum while talking about the wonderful pictures they had watched. The appearance of a black shadow completely shattered the happiness of this small family.

That black shadow is the dark force lurking in the Sifang City, and his appearance is just to kidnap the young and ignorant He Yifei, so as to add some fresh blood to his belonging.

However, that night, for Henong, was the last scar in his life that he wanted to be revealed.

Although He Nong relied on his family's martial arts skills, he temporarily delayed the movement of the black shadow, and could wait for the guards patrolling the slums to appear. But in the end, he was still hit hard by his own incurable strength.

And his wife, Hebley, was also taken away by the black shadow as he fled, leaving only an unconscious child with black gas on his left shoulder and a young man who was stunned by the trauma.

Later, although He Nong was saved by the help of the guards, he was reduced to what he is now. And the black qi on He Yifei's shoulders could not be completely removed in the end, but it turned into a circular mark and left it on his shoulder.

For the past twelve years, Henong's greatest wish has been to see his wife return to him safe and sound. This scene appeared in his dreams more than once.

However, despite He Nong's hopes, there was never any news of his wife in Sifang City. There was only one child left by his side, crying for his mother every day.

"Woo!"

Stroking the mark on his shoulder, He Yifei's heart once again ignited the fear of that night, and helplessness and sadness instantly filled his mind, so that this strong young man had to bury his head between the broken bedding and cry bitterly.

"Mother, where are you? Do you know that my son is very bitter in his heart right now!"

He Yifei hugged his head tightly with his arms, but there was already a silent roar in his heart. At this moment, how he wished he could throw himself into his mother's warm embrace and vent his sadness.

"First love doesn't understand love? I can do everything for Xin Nan, even if it is for me to die! Isn't this love?"

At this moment, He Yifei also recalled that when he first met Xin Nan, he fell in love at first sight, and he actually mustered up great courage and rushed into the group of teenagers who were molesting Xin Nan, and was beaten all over his body by them.

"Why? Why does God torture us so much? Isn't it, as a pauper, that we don't even have the right to fight for our love?"

Xin Nan's resolute look once again appeared in He Yifei's mind, like a sharp knife, which pierced deep into his heart and made him heartbroken.

"Xinnan, do we still have a future?"

"Xinnan, I love you!"

The chaotic thoughts filled He Yifei's mind, making him cry, but the petite figure lingered in front of his eyes for a long time, lingering.

It was late at night, and He Nong, who felt the cold air invading his body, also recovered from his sluggishness, he hung his head in frustration and lamented, and slowly moved towards the shack.

At this time, He Yifei had already fallen asleep, and the tear stains on his cheeks seemed to be scars engraved in his heart, which made him exhausted.