As everyone left, after a long time, the originally lively ceremonial square became empty again, the setting sun squinted, and a gust of wind blew, which looked a little depressed.

Although Li Ziya's provocation failed and was humiliated, the awakening ceremony ended with the Li family's victory, especially the last appearance of Song Qingzhu, which made the Li family's prestige in Sanye Town even higher. The Li family is notorious on weekdays, but this is a world where strength is respected after all, and after this incident, I don't know how many people have the intention of surrendering.

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When night falls, the full moon rises into the sky, but the stars are obscured by patches of night clouds, and they look like stars.

After returning from the ceremonial square, Zhang Mochen returned directly to the room, Wang Yuyan intended to accompany him, but was politely refused. Zhang Moran also came later, but she was also silent, and after staying for a while, she left silently.

It's not that Zhang Mochen's mood has changed, he really doesn't have that mood, he just wants to be alone quietly and let time slowly erase the scars in his heart.

Zhang Mochen leaned on the head of the bed, and his body was sour and painful from time to time, but on his immature face, there was no expression of joy or sadness, as if he was a wooden man without feelings.

The candlelight jumped and jumped, illuminating the room flickering, and on the other end of the candlelight, Zhang Mochen's dull eyes. Zhang Mochen remained motionless, stiffening for several hours.

"Dust, may I come in?"

The silence was finally broken by a deep and gentle voice, Zhang Mochen raised the tips of his ears, and immediately raised his already numb legs, ready to open the door.

However, Zhang Mochen stopped, infinite guilt and self-blame appeared in his dull eyes, he didn't dare to face Zhang Tianfeng, and he didn't know how to face it.

"Dust?"

Just when Zhang Mochen hesitated, Zhang Tianfeng's voice came from outside the door again.

Zhang Mochen looked at the door, exhaled deeply, and then walked slowly.

Zhang Tianfeng was holding a food plate in his hand, and when he saw that the door finally opened, he walked in lightly.

"Dad!" Zhang Mochen didn't seem to dare to touch Zhang Tianfeng's eyes, just lowered his head and screamed.

Zhang Tianfeng smiled slightly, put the food plate on the table, pulled Zhang Mochen's arm, and pulled it to his side.

"I'm hungry, I didn't see you out to eat at night, come, this is made by my father, it's your favorite fried rabbit with sauce." But Dad hasn't cooked for a long time, and I don't know if the craft has returned!"

It's almost a day of hunger, and when he sees his favorite dish in the past, Zhang Mochen will gobble it up like a vicious tiger. But now, his taste buds seem to have completely lost consciousness, and he has no appetite at all.

However, Zhang Mochen still sat down slowly, slowly picked up chopsticks, picked up a piece of animal meat and gently put it in his mouth.

A refreshing smell of flesh instantly occupied Zhang Mochen's mouth and nasal cavity, and the thick fatherly love penetrated his heart, making Zhang Mochen unable to control it anymore, and the tears made two lines and gently slid down.

"Dad, I'm sorry......"

Zhang Tianfeng blurred the corners of his mouth, did not speak, just picked up the chopsticks, and put a piece of animal meat into Zhang Mochen's bowl, the rich father's love was warmly transmitted in silence.

Zhang Mochen wiped his tears, threw down his chopsticks after a while, grabbed at the stone plate, and stuffed a lot of beast meat into his mouth, on the surface he was hungry and greedy, but in fact he was crazy to vent.

"Slow down, slow down!" Zhang Tianfeng said with a somewhat angry smile.

Watching Zhang Mochen gobble up, all kinds of fragments appeared in Zhang Tianfeng's mind. When Zhang Mochen was young, every time he came back from playing, he was dirty, and he saw the same food. At that time, Zhang Tianfeng had not yet taken over as the patriarch, in addition to dealing with the affairs of the clan, he was enjoying the joy of family, and that time was the only happy time after Zhang Tianfeng lost his beloved wife.

However, the good times did not last long, when Zhang Mochen was eight years old, Zhang Tianfeng took over as the patriarch, and since then, the burden on his body has made him lose a lot of time to accompany his son. Therefore, even though he loved him in every way, Zhang Tianfeng always felt guilty and blamed himself for not giving his son enough company after he lost his mother's love.

Not only that, because Zhang Tianfeng became the patriarch of the Zhang family, Zhang Mochen intentionally or unintentionally carried many dazzling halos, the young master of the Zhang family, the Shuangyuan Miaozi, the pride of the sky in Sanye Town, and so on. Zhang Tianfeng has always felt extremely proud of his son because he has these auras, and even blinded himself, so much so that he ignores the pressure behind the aura.

If Zhang Mochen was just an ordinary person, or like Wang Yuyan, Li Ziya, and Shi Baichuan, he didn't have too much dazzling halo, how could he be so humiliated at today's awakening ceremony?

All of this is Zhang Tianfeng's father's fault, which made Zhang Mochen's thin body bear too much pressure, even if many of these pressures were not deliberately done by him, but after all, it was because of him.

Thinking of it, Zhang Tianfeng sighed slightly.

"Chen'er, it's Dad who is sorry for you, you shouldn't have to bear so much!" Zhang Tianfeng looked at Zhang Mochen, who had already cleaned the food plate, and took the lead in opening the topic, and some tears seemed to be flashing in his eyes.

"Dad, why do you say that?" It seemed that because of filling his stomach, Zhang Mochen no longer looked so sluggish, and his spirit was slightly uplifted.

"Forget it, let's not talk about that. In the past few days, you can heal your injuries with peace of mind, and when your injuries are healed, your father will arrange for you to go to the money store in the clan to temper and temper, and it is also very good to be a rich man if you can't become a yuan!" Zhang Tianfeng said with a slight smile.

"Dad, do I still have a chance?" Hearing Zhang Tianfeng's words, Zhang Mochen was obviously a little unwilling, even if he knew that this kind of hope was not at all.

"Hey, Chen'er, after the awakening fails, your divine consciousness can no longer perceive the Yuan Force in the space, without the Yuan Force in the space, how can you awaken the natal element?" Zhang Tianfeng shook his head helplessly, he was very reluctant to erase the last trace of extravagant hope in Zhang Mochen's heart, but the facts are the facts, and he can't deceive himself.

"Okay, you rest, dad is gone!" Zhang Tianfeng got up slowly, his strong body, after today's events, seemed to have aged a lot, and under the light of the candlelight, the strong spine seemed to be bent a little.

Zhang Mochen watched Zhang Tianfeng leave, with tears in his eyes, but he couldn't do anything, and he couldn't change anything, just like countless nights, helplessly watching Zhang Tianfeng look at the moon and miss it.

As the door creaked and was gently closed, Zhang Tianfeng's figure disappeared into Zhang Mochen's tearful pupils, but Zhang Mochen was still standing in a daze, in a daze in the direction where the broad back disappeared, and the tears that swirled slowly and silently slipped down again.

After a long time, Zhang Mochen wiped the tears on his cheeks, gently opened the door, and quietly walked towards the mountain behind Zhang's house. He needs fresh air to dilute the sadness in his heart.

Because his heart was like ashes, Zhang Mochen didn't notice that when he disappeared into the night, a purple shadow quietly followed under the shroud of silver moonlight.