Wang Zhen, who had just opened his mouth to say something, was stunned there all of a sudden, although his mouth was wide open, he couldn't say a word, because the feeling that had just receded swept over again, and this time the feeling of numbness was even stronger. After a while, Wang Zhen couldn't hold on to his standing posture, so he fell to the ground and convulsed, his hands and feet were very unnaturally entangled together, and his hands were very lucky to continue to twitch into various postures, which was several times sexier than the appearance of marijuana flowers.

What the hell is going on! Who am I provoking to provoke someone!* Wang Zhen, who was suffering a huge amount of torture, but was extremely conscious, roared helplessly in his heart, this is not what he wants. But no matter what he did, it was useless, he could only bear it all in silence, and at the same time he kept rolling and twitching on the ground, and he couldn't even make a sound.

Suddenly, Wang Zhen, who was constantly struggling on the ground, remembered the man who had just looked at him, and it seemed that there was a discordant smile on the corner of his mouth at that time.

At this time, the man was looking at Wang Zhen as if he was watching a play, obviously he was definitely making trouble in this incident. In desperation, Wang Zhen forcibly endured the torture on the *, and looked in the direction of the man with a begging gaze for mercy. He was the result of his own greed, but it wasn't.

The reason why the man would give Wang Zhen such a punishment was because he was so boring, so boring that such a little fun could make him happy for a while. I don't know what these people who were known by Wang Zhen would think about this person who was finally respected by him to do such a thing.

I don't know if Wang Zhen's eyes played a role, or if the man didn't want to torture Wang Zhen anymore. Slowly, Wang Zhen felt that the tingling feeling slowly receded, and his hands and feet no longer twitched and trembled.

However, when he got up, his body still couldn't help but tremble a few times from time to time. At the same time, there was a hint of fear in his gaze at the man, from admiration just now to awe.

At this time, the man looked at Wang Zhen with a smile on his face, and did not say anything, but waved his hand to signal Wang Zhen to sit down. Seeing this, Wang Zhen picked up the chair that he had knocked down when he had convulsions, and then sat down.

After Wang Zhen sat down, the man said, "It seems that you have calmed down, so how about we talk?"

Seeing the man say this, Wang Zhen naturally couldn't ask for it, so he couldn't wait to nod hurriedly.

"What's your name?" the man asked, it stands to reason that two strangers should have exchanged names when they met and sat together for tea. In fact, in terms of a man's cultivation, it was not difficult to know what information Wang Zhen had, but he still liked this way of communication.

Hearing the other party ask his name, Wang Zhen did not hesitate, and immediately replied, "Wang Zhen." "Two words, clean. He didn't ask for the other person's name, because he knew that in the end the other party would definitely tell him his name, which was his intuition, the intuition of a child.

"Looks like your parents have good expectations for you!"

Hearing this, Wang Zhen's face showed a look of happiness, and he recalled such a scene in his mind:

"Dad, Dad, why did you name me Wang Zhen?" It was one day when Wang Zhen was four years old, because of his own name when he was playing with his companions, many children said the meaning of their names when they talked about their names, but Wang Zhen didn't know, so as soon as he entered the house, he chased his father's ass and asked anxiously.

Wang Zhen clearly remembers that his father bent down, touched his head and said with a smile, "Your mother and I hope that you will become a pillar and be able to support yourself." ”

After listening to his father, Wang Zhen couldn't wait to run out, and after finding his partners, he said the meaning of his name very coaxingly.

......

Thinking about it, the smile on Wang Zhen's face disappeared, replaced by a full of sorrow.

After being away from home for three years, I couldn't eat my mother's food, I couldn't hear my father's voice, I didn't have the laughter and laughter in the house, and I left my playmates who had been playing for many years...... He has lost a lot, so much that he doesn't dare to recall, because every time he recalls it, he will be very uncomfortable, it is a kind of spiritual torment, which is not what a child of his age should bear.

"How long have you been away from home?"

Every day after leaving home, Wang Zhen almost remembers: "Three years." ”

"Why did you leave home?"

Thinking of his parents' expectations of him, thinking about the bits and pieces he experienced after leaving home, and thinking about his good brother Lu Ce, who had been away from him for a long time, Wang Zhen's face sank, and he said coldly, "Because I want to become stronger, I want to become a powerful martial artist, and I want to have the strength to protect the people I want to protect, so that they will not be hurt in the slightest." The more Wang Zhen was excited, and he could even say that he was excited, and he didn't know why he became like this when he discussed this topic.

"Homesick?"

Hearing this question, Wang Zhen calmed down again all of a sudden, "Of course I do." He said slowly, a tremor in his voice. In the three years he was away, he never allowed himself to reminisce about the past, and it seemed that this was the only way to keep him from being sad. Because there are too many people and things in the memories of those years that are out of reach now, such as parents, Lu Ce, playmates such as Xiao Hei, such as his familiar big bed......

"Could it be that your parents are thinking about you too?" Wang Zhen had not yet come to his senses before the man continued.

Wang Zhen raised his head suddenly, yes, if he doesn't miss them, won't they miss himself?

"Will they look up at the stars on a lonely night and pour out their thoughts about their son?"

"Are they still healthy, and are they suffering from diseases at the moment?"

"Is my hometown safe and sound, and will there be any natural disasters*?"

......

"It's been three years, will they still be able to recognize you clearly when you come back to them? Affectionately hold you in their arms and call 'child' with joy?"

From the beginning of Wang Zhen's hesitation, the man's words have not stopped, and at the same time, all he said was what Wang Zhen was most unwilling to hear, full of negative energy, as if he said these things in order to constantly impact Wang Zhen's psychological defense, so that his spirit and consciousness collapsed step by step.

At this time, Wang Zhen's eyes were already blurred, and all he was thinking about was what the man opposite said, and even those unbeautiful pictures had slowly evolved into facts in his mind