"Father, is my mother's grave almost here?" Not long after he walked out of Fengling Village, Ye Bufan had already asked this question no less than five times, after all, this was the first time he had gone to see his mother since he was a child, even if his mother had been dead for many years and there was only one grave, it was also his mother in this life. He had to take a look, even if he swept his mother's grave, he was willing, so he was a little anxious.

"It's almost there. Ye Bugui didn't feel that Ye Bufan was very verbose because of this, on the contrary, he would patiently tell him that it was almost there every time.

When a mountain peak appeared in front of them, Ye Bugui pointed to the mountain peak and said, "Fan'er, look, your mother is there." ”

Ye Bugui didn't use the words burial or burial, in his heart, his wife Jingxin just slept there and didn't die.

Ye Bufan looked in the direction pointed by Ye Bugui's finger, his face became a little weird, and he muttered in a low voice: "Damn, do you want to be so coincidental." ”

The mountain that Ye Bugui was referring to was the mountain he was staying on this morning, and he often secretly ran to this mountain peak to cultivate.

But he never paid close attention to what graves were in the mountain. He blamed himself in his heart, "It's overlooked, I've been a little slack in the past few years." I didn't even pay attention to the fact that my mother's grave was buried in this mountain, and it seems that I need to step up my training. ”

[Killer Element 5: As a killer, you must write down all the details of this place, and no place can be overlooked. Use all available resources around you to assassinate or run away at any time. 】

Ye Bugui didn't notice Ye Bufan's expression, he looked at the peak, a soft look appeared in his eyes, and the pace under his feet accelerated a little.

Soon, Ye Bugui took Ye Bufan to a tomb made of white stone, the tomb was very clean, there was hardly a trace of dirt sprinkled on it, and there was not a single fallen leaf on the ground.

The tombstone is written with the three big characters of "Su Jingxin", there is no "tomb", and there are no other words, the tombstone is very clean and does not have the roughness of the stone, and the whole tablet surface is very smooth. This smoothness seems to have been formed by years of caressing.

"Jingxin, I'm here, and I'll bring Fan'er this time. In the past five years, this is the first time he has brought Ye Bufan to see Jingxin, and he has not had the idea of bringing Ye Bufan over in the past few years, but every time he is always rejected by a thought, so he said to Ye Bufan again and again: "Next time, Fan'er."

This thought, maybe he is blaming Ye Bufan for being born and taking Jingxin away, or maybe something else, we won't know about it in the end.

Now he has brought Ye Bufan here, which shows that he has let go of this thought, and Ye Bufan has finally met the "mother" of this life at this moment.

There are a lot of white flowers blooming next to Jingxin's tomb, a bit like peony flowers, the fragrance of the flowers is a little stronger than that of peonies, and when inhaled into the nose, there is a hint of freshness in the heart.

"This flower is called Xiangxinhua, your mother's favorite flower is Xiangxinhua, every time she walks to the place where Xiangxinhua blooms, she will be happy to hold Xiangxinhua in her hand like a child. I can't always accompany her here, I am afraid that she will be lonely here, so I planted this fragrant flower, hoping that the fragrant flower can accompany her for me. ”

Ye Bugui looked at the fragrant flowers in front of him, and his tone was very soft, as if he was afraid of waking up the "sleeping" Su Jingxin.

After Ye Bugui finished speaking, he didn't pay attention to Ye Bufan, walked to the tombstone and gently wiped the tombstone.

His movements are slow, as if he is stroking a person, rather than simply wiping.

Ye Bufan stood aside silently after seeing Ye Bugui's movements, eclipsed.

Even though his mother has been dead for five years, in his heart, it seems that his mother has never died, and there is not a single unlucky word in the handwriting on the tombstone or between the words.

"What is the situation in the world? Ye Bufan was moved by Ye Bugui's deep affection, and couldn't help but chant this ancient poem.

After Ye Bugui heard this poem, his eyes became dull, and he muttered in his mouth: "Ask what the love in the world is, and teach people to live and die." Jingxin, are you lonely in that world? I really want to accompany you. ”

Ye Bufan saw that Ye Bugui's eyes were confused, and knew that he must have fallen into some kind of obsession. If it is not explained in time, otherwise Ye Bugui may go with his mother today.

He had no parents in his previous life, and it was not easy for him to have the family affection he had been looking forward to for a long time, and he didn't want to lose this hard-won feeling.

After taking a deep breath and quickly filtering through what he wanted to say in his mind, he looked at Ye Bugui firmly and said, "Father, it's time to put it down." ”

"Put it down?" Ye Bugui looked confused.

Ye Bufan continued: "That's right, let go, my mother has been dead for many years, the deceased is gone, and the living are like this. Some things have to be put down when it's time to put them down.

In your heart, you don't want to admit the fact that your mother is dead, but you accept this fact in everything you do. Maybe you think you're affectionate, but in my opinion you're nothing more than a coward.

You don't even have the courage to walk out of the shadow of your mother's death, and in recent years you have even tried to escape this fact and numb yourself with alcohol. You're just a piece of shit. ”

Ye Bugui looked very excited after hearing this, the blood vessels on his neck were prominent, the blue tendons on his face were exposed, and he shouted angrily: "I didn't run away!"

Ye Bufan pointed to the fragrant flowers around him, finally looked at him, and said coldly: "No? Then what do you see these? It's true that my mother loves fragrant flowers, but she definitely doesn't want to accept your behavior like this."

I hadn't met my mother, but I could guess what she was thinking. She must be disappointed at this time, disappointed that you live in the world you conceived.

I can tolerate that in the spiritual world you have constructed, Mother is not dead.

But in this world, my mother is long dead, although you don't have her, but you still have me, for so many years, you will get drunk every year on my birthday, have you ever cared about my feelings?"

Ye Bufan constantly stimulated Ye Bugui with these words, he wanted Ye Bugui to know that there was still his existence in this world.

Although their father and son have lived together over the years, Ye Bugui will always ignore him, thinking of the days when father and son have been together in the past few years, his eyes can't help but dim a little: "Father, do you know? In fact, every time you go to your mother's grave, I wish you could come with me, but every time you always find all kinds of different reasons to perfunctory and not let me come."

Do you know how much pain I have in my heart? You don't know that. Fortunately, today you finally brought me to visit my mother. I'm really happy. After finishing speaking, Ye Bufan's eyes dimmed, if he wanted to follow Ye Bugui all these years, according to his unparalleled tracking technique, he could easily track Ye Bugui, but he didn't do it.

He wanted to wait, he wanted to wait for Ye Bugui to personally bring him to his mother's grave, what he hoped was to be able to truly integrate himself into this world, not be incompatible with this world.

Ye Bugui was the first time he heard his son tell that Ye Bufan was very well-behaved in the past, so he naturally paid less attention to Ye Bufan, and did not confide in Jingxin's grave until today.

He looked at Ye Bufan, and was suddenly shocked by Ye Bufan's eyes, Ye Bufan's eyes were stained with tears, and his eyes were full of sadness and loss, and his heart was touched. He didn't even realize that his son had such a depressed heart.

"Fan'er, I..." Ye Bugui's emotions gradually calmed down, and he originally wanted to say something, but he was quickly interrupted by Ye Bufan.

"Father, in fact, you don't need to say that I also know that you love your mother very much, and your mother also loves you very much. But maybe Mother loves the same you used to be when you were with her, not the current you. Fan'er didn't mean to blame her father for saying this, but hoped that her father would know that although her mother went, at least Fan'er was with her father. ”

His son's words made Ye Bugui ashamed, "Fan'er, I treat you like this, you.... Do you blame your father?"

Ye Bufan smiled and said softly: "It's too late for everyone to honor their father, how can they blame their father." ”

A gust of wind blew, blowing the petals of the fragrant flowers, and an elegant and pleasant fragrance of fragrant flowers accompanied by the breeze drifted the child's words into the distance.