"I suddenly remembered that we had a drink together last time. Sitting by www.biquge.info the fire, Adam, who had just taken his first sip of soup, glanced at Su Junyan as if he had suddenly remembered something, "Right?

"That's right, Lake Elf. Su Junyan nodded, replaced the wine with soup, and clinked glasses with Adam, "It's been a long time, Your Excellency Adam." ”

"Long time no see, your name is ...... Sorry, people are old and can't remember much. Adam took a sip of the soup, as if trying to recall Su Junyan's name.

"Su Junyan, a person from Tongmu City. Su Junyan took the initiative to say.

"Oh, Adam, also from Tongmu City. Adam patted his head and said with a smile, "How is it, have you been back to Tongmu City recently?"

"I haven't been back for a long time. Su Junyan shook his head and took a sip of the soup.

The atmosphere suddenly became very relaxed and peaceful.

It doesn't look like he's been held hostage at all, and it doesn't look like he's running away at all.

It was a meeting in Pingshui, two people from the same township, meeting in a completely strange place, lighting a fire, boiling a pot of soup, everyone sat down, drinking soup, while talking about the past of their hometown.

"I kind of want to go home. Adam finished the last sip of soup in the bowl, turned the direction of the bowl, and looked south, "Tongmu City is in that direction. ”

He pointed to the southern sky, where there was a flickering star that could be seen clearly even on a starless night like this.

"That's my brother. He said.

"Your brother?" Su Junyan was stunned for a moment, remembering what a certain girl had told him about turning into stars in the sky when he died.

He suddenly missed her.

Miss her so much.

In fact, it's not really that anyone has become a star, it's just that people are lonely, and people will always be lonely.

Loneliness will be missed.

"My brother. Adam nodded, said no more, picked up the book he had been reading so much, and read it.

Su Junyan also finished drinking the soup, found that he put down the soup bowl, and found that someone was watching them not far away.

It was a magic power locomotive that followed Su Junyan and them.

It was Atist, a strange and familiar person to Su Junyan.

The hostess Helen.

Or, maybe she should be called Helena, the Seed Saint, who is now watching here, as if she wants to come over, but doesn't dare.

"Can I go over for a while?" Su Junyan stood up and asked what Li Bamo meant.

Li Bamo didn't stop it, still tinkering with the pot of thick soup.

This team, this team on the run.

On the surface, only Li Bamo, Artist, and Helena, the demon saint, escort them.

But Su Junyan's unlost sense of spiritual power told him that there were many people around, and there were many, very strong people.

But it has nothing to do with him, he is indeed a waste now.

Walked over the fire to the standing demon man and woman.

Su Junyan said to Helena, "Do you want to go over and have a look?"

"No need. Helena looked at him with a complicated look in her eyes and turned away.

"What should I say, long time no see?" Su Junyan looked at Artist, and then turned his head to look at something else.

Actually, there's not much more to say.

The day has been said and done.

If we meet again, it will be a blood feud of life and death.

But......

But.

"He's your father. Su Junyan didn't know why he said this.

There's really no need to say that.

There are no qualifications.

It was originally a matter between their father and son.

But.

I just can't help it, obviously, I have such a good father.

Why, even so?

"What do you know?" replied Artist, smiling.

"How is he now?" Su Junyan still asked, he was in a coma that day, and he didn't know what was going on.

However, probably, I guessed it.

"He's dead. Atst said, his smile suddenly disappeared, he didn't have any expression, he stopped looking at Su Junyan, and walked towards a stone on the side.

He sat down.

"You must think that he is very good to me, thinks about me in everything, protects me in everything, and can do anything for me, right?"

It seemed to be talking to himself, and it seemed like he was explaining something to Su Junyan.

"He's been nice to me, yes. After a moment, Artist suddenly confessed to himself, "But you will never understand what it is like for a child, at an age when he needs his mother the most, to see his father kill his own mother." ”

"I don't have a mother. ”

"I understand. Su Junyan said, I understand.

Of course he knew what it was like.

It's a terrible feeling, and I will keep having nightmares for many years, and I will never forget it.

"Maybe he has a hard time. Su Junyan also sat on the rather huge stone and said.

"What kind of hardship can make him kill his wife in front of his son?"

Su Junyan was stunned for a moment.

For a long time.

Yes, what kind of hardship can make him kill his wife in front of his son?

This is also a question that Su Junyan has been thinking about for so many years.

"Perhaps...... Perhaps, he just wants to make you live well, like ...... That's what he ended up doing. Su Junyan was silent.

Hock, maybe that's the kind of person.

But his father, absolutely not.

Why?

Nobody knows.

Maybe one day, when I can set foot on the Northland and cut off his head myself, I will know.

Is there another day, though?

"Worry about yourself, what do you think your life will be like in the future?" "How long do you think you have to live?"

Took a step.

"Hey, Artst. Su Junyan called him.

"What?"

"Look at the heavens. ”

"Heavenly?"

Artst barely looked up.

In the sky, I don't know when there was an extra star in the dim night sky.

"Someone told me that when a person dies, he will rise to the sky, become a star, and guard it forever, and the person who wants to protect it, you say, ......"

You say, that old man, after he dies, will he also become a star, just this one.

Watching you at this time?

"Stupid words. Artst scolded, "Who said that, such a stupid thing." ”

The last sentence.

He lowered his head and continued on his way.

It's just that I don't know if it's an illusion, Su Junyan seems to see, and something fell from Artist's face.

Tears?

Or, the stars?

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