Chapter 231: Yang Dong and Mu Xiaobei

My father's name is Yang Dong, and my mother's name is Mu Xiaobei.

On the day she gave birth to me, my mother left the world because of a difficult birth.

Later, my father named me Yang Dongbei.

"East" comes from my father, and "North" comes from my mother, so I have this somewhat strange, even a bit fierce.

My father loved me very much, and he poured all his love and debt to my mother into me.

He would always affectionately call me "Xiaobei", saying that it would make him feel that his mother was still by his side.

Actually, I have a very vague concept of my mother, I have only seen her appearance from photos, and we are indeed very similar, especially the eyes.

But that's about it.

My father is the irreplaceable person in my heart, he is a good father, he is very delicate, and he gave his daughter a complete childhood.

When I was seven years old, I woke up.

I inherited my father's attribute, which is the wind attribute.

Actually, my father is very good, he is just an agent of the alliance in secular society, and he became an evolver because of the injection of Thor's potion.

My mother is very powerful, she is a direct member of the Mu family, there are twelve levels, and she almost became a high-level evolutionary.

I originally thought that I should be weak in evolution, after all, with my father.

But I didn't expect to inherit my mother's talent.

My sea of consciousness is very strange, and some strange sounds often pop up.

So I have a much stronger sense than ordinary people, I can hear the melody from all things in nature, and I have an urge to talk to them.

Sometimes I even have some kind of auditory hallucination.

It was in this state that I became obsessed with music, and I could accurately grasp the joys and sorrows in music.

During that time, my younger brother Youdao had been staying at my house for the night.

Because my mind is a little trance-like, and I often can't distinguish between reality and fantasy, I suffer him.

I asked him to help with some weird music theory experiments to try to find the root cause of the auditory hallucinations.

But it didn't work, and my father was also worried about my condition, and he asked a friend at the league headquarters to help me and treat me.

Later, I finally found the reason, I had hallucinations because the energy of Zhihai was too large, and the talent of my own star core was lacking, and the level of the star core could not keep up with the evolution speed of Zhihai.

In a popular sense, I am very much like a unipolar person, if I can make up for the shortcomings of the star core, I can even quickly become a powerhouse of level eighteen.

After my father knew that I was not in danger, he was still trying to find a way to relieve my stress.

He found a lot of masters in the field of evolution and music to channel the restless state of Zhihai for me.

Later, I slowly mastered the ability to read the sea and imitate things, and I conjured a piano at home and held a small recital, with only two people in the audience: my father and Youdao.

My father sat in the audience that day, looking agitated and his eyes glistening with tears.

Youdao didn't cry at the time, but then I beat him to cry.

They were probably the first people to shed tears for my music.

Hahaha......

So I played, sang, and sang, and traveled all over the world in a few years.

I also created a music forum, in fact, several netizens in it are evolutionaries, I don't know what's going on, you guy suddenly got in.

Of course, these are all daily routines.

Life is so trivial, I explore all kinds of trivial things, and slowly, I see my father less often.

He is very busy, he is an A-level agent of the alliance, he has huge assets to operate, and he controls many private enterprises.

I was immersed in all kinds of voices all day long, and I had less contact with my father.

The relationship between father and daughter has not weakened, I just feel that my father is only in his forties, and we will have a lot of time to see each other in the future.

And then three years ago, he had a phone call with me out of the blue.

We talked a lot, about my music, about my mother, about playing tricks with me.

Then my father told me to pay attention to safety and not to trust other people's words when I was outside.

That day, he suddenly mother-in-law and told me a lot.

I didn't feel anything special at the time, and the day after I hung up the phone, I received the news that my father had been killed......

Thinking about it now, he should have had a hunch at the time, probably because he was worried that he would be monitored, so he didn't say it explicitly on the phone.

Only what kind of clumsy words can be used to express his concern.

I'm really stupid.

I thought I had reached the limit of my study of sound and that no one could lie in front of me, but in reality I couldn't even hear the off-strings of my closest family member, my father.

A phone call turned out to be a farewell.

Life and death are all caught off guard, and it is difficult for me to accept this news.

Ironically, I didn't even see my father's body.

It is said that the battle was fierce and many people were left with no bones, including my father.

I didn't even have time to grieve, because assassinations followed, someone tried to cut down the grass and eradicate the roots, and death came to me.

My sea of consciousness saved me, and the unexpected illusion made the assassination unsuccessful, but my star core was damaged, and it will be difficult to evolve in the future.

After that, the Mu family stepped forward and sheltered me.

The patriarch's grandfather helped find out the news, but he still couldn't find out the truth about his father's murder.

The father is the white glove of the alliance, and it stands to reason that neither the human race nor the demon race will be embarrassed by him, because he is serving the headquarters.

But this weird thing happened.

All I know is that the direct culprit in my father's death is Wanguo.

But this organization is so mysterious that even if I wanted to avenge my father, I didn't know where they were.

The huge sense of powerlessness and the pain of losing a loved one suddenly made me feel that there was no point in surviving.

In that state, I created Arrival.

If it weren't for you, I might have taken my own life, listening to the melody of "Advent", and descending into hell.

You'll know the rest of the story.

I slowly came out of the shadows and continued to fool around in the world of music, trying to find the truth about my father's murder through the Mu family, and trying to find a way to find the organization of all nations.

Until the other day, I was told that he had met you.

And you have been assassinated by the nations.

At that moment, I felt like I was in a trance.

Why would God be so dramatic and assassinate two very important men in my life?

I didn't really prepare for it on my own to meet you, but I went to look for you anyway.

I am afraid that my father's tragedy will be repeated in you, and even if it is dangerous this time, I will bear it with you.

So we met in Siberia and began our amazing adventure for a few days.

Chen Nan, I must admit that one of the reasons why I am with you is that I want to see if I have the opportunity to contact all nations again.

Avenging my father has become an obsession of mine.

Even if it is hidden in the deepest part of the heart, this seed will still sprout and grow.

As long as there is the slightest possibility, I will not give up.

……

"That's the story I've always kept in my heart."

Yang Dongbei lay in the snow, leaned his head tightly on Chen Nan's chest, and said softly:

"Now, I'll share it with you."