"Crane, Crane, Wake up, Wake up, Wake up!" a voice suddenly shouted.

Slowly opening his eyes, the sudden appearance of light stung Xu Yunhe's eyes. He narrowed his eyes, only opening them slightly, and it took a while for him to dare to open them completely.

The scene in front of me gradually changed from blurry to clear. The soft sunlight sprinkled on his face, and the person in front of him looked at him gently, and his gaze was warmer than the sun.

"Master, why are you here?" Suddenly seeing Master Su Liusha, who was missing him day and night, Xu Yunhe jumped up in surprise and joy.

"What, Master, didn't I come at the right time?" Seeing Xu Yunhe's overjoyed look when he woke up, Su Liusha's eyes softened even more.

"No, no! Of course not!" Xu Yunhe shook his head desperately, he didn't know what was going on, he was obviously very happy in his heart, but Xu Yunhe's eyes suddenly turned red.

"What's wrong?" Su Liusha asked with concern.

"Master......" Xu Yunhe's voice trembled a little, and suddenly thought of a very terrible thing, and his face changed suddenly, "Master, am I not dead......? Don't you ...... too?"

"What is not dead, just saw the master and said that, do you think that the master is a dead ghost?" Looking at Xu Yunhe's pale face, Su Liusha couldn't continue after saying only one sentence, and the second half of the sentence became much softer, "Yunhe, are you having a nightmare?, why do you still think you're dead?"

Xu Chengfang pierced my heart with a dagger, and I ...... on the spot ...... on the spot" Xu Yunhe said as a matter of course, but before he finished speaking, he felt dizzy in his mind again, and his memory began to blur again, and the words that followed had already reached his lips turned into nothingness in the moment he spoke. I desperately tried to catch it, but I couldn't remember anything.

"Xu Chengfang, who is that, have you made an enmity with someone?" asked Su Liusha, frowning slightly.

"He is ......" Xu Yunhe opened his mouth to explain, but just one mouth, he was very surprised to find that he had no impression at all about the name he just said. It seems that this is a very familiar name, but I can't find the slightest new imprint in my memory.

"Who is that?" Su Liusha asked.

Xu Yunhe shook his head blankly: "I...... I can't remember......"

"Yunhe!" Su Liusha's eyes showed a little apology, and he stretched out his hand and gently rubbed it on the top of Xu Yunhe's head, "I've worked hard for you these days!

'Master, I'm not a child!I've grown so big!' No young man would want to hear others say that he was a child, Xu Yunhe puffed up his chest hard, and looked at Su Liusha's tall body that was half a head taller than himself with some reluctance.

Xu Yunhe's childish words made Su Liusha laugh. He gently patted the top of Xu Yunhe's head and withdrew his hand: "Yes, Yunhe, you are no longer a child! In a blink of an eye, you have grown so big, and you are about to catch up with the master so tall!"

Su Liusha's tone was a little sad, and he also brought these inexplicable feelings that Xu Yunhe couldn't understand. He could only look at Su Liusha with some strange eyes, not knowing what the master would say next.

"Yunhe, how many years have we known each other as master and apprentice?" Su Liusha suddenly turned his back and asked.

"Thirteen years, four months, and eighteen days. Xu Yunhe replied without hesitation, he remembered such an important day better than anyone else.

"Thirteen years...... It's been a long time...... ...... year Husband and wife...... It's just thirteen years......" Su Liusha muttered to himself, his voice was very low, and Xu Yunhe only heard a few words intermittently.

Su Liusha's abnormal behavior made Xu Yunhe's heart a little apprehensive.

"Yunhe, you come with me. Su Liusha suddenly turned sideways, turned around and walked down the mountain.

Xu Yunhe answered, and walked down closely behind Su Liusha. I don't know why, he vaguely had a not-so-good premonition. It seems that what will happen next will not be something too good for Hansen.

Su Liusha strode in front, and the master and apprentice walked quickly one after the other, and after a while, Su Liusha stopped. Xu Yunhe doesn't need to look up to recognize this place, this is the place where the master and apprentice have lived for more than ten years, a small thatched house, recording the footprints of the master and apprentice for thirteen years.

Su Liusha stood quietly in front of the thatched hut for a moment, as if thinking about something. After a while, he opened the door and walked in, but he didn't say that Xu Yunhe would follow him in.

Xu Yunhe waited outside very obediently, although he already knew the table and chair in the room, and he could feel it with his eyes closed.

The house is not big, only Su Liusha and Xu Yunhe are there, neither of them is the kind of person who is greedy for enjoyment, the furnishings inside are very simple, there are few things, but Su Liusha has been in it for a long time. The small sound coming from inside clearly showed that he was rummaging through boxes and cabinets looking for something.

A long time passed, and Su Liusha, who had been rummaging in it for a long time, finally came out.

He slowly walked in the direction of Xu Yunhe, his face was a little flushed, and he seemed to be a little irrepressible excited.

Xu Yunhe had never seen Master Hu show such a strange expression, and looked at Su Liusha all the way with some strange eyes.

Walking in front of Xu Yunhe, Su Liusha stopped. Only then did Xu Yunhe notice that in his hand, he was holding a scroll tightly.

Su Liusha picked up the scroll, stretched out his hand and gently rubbed it on it, and there was a moment of intoxication in his eyes.

The scrolls are a little old, slightly yellowed, but very well preserved. Looking at it, it looks like a celebrity calligraphy or something.

It's strange that except for teaching himself to read and write, the master will tell himself some things about words, and the rest of the time, he has never seen him recite poems or anything. Could it be that Master still has a good collection of paintings and calligraphy? Why have you never heard him mention it?

"Yunhe, do you know who the person who painted it is?" The intoxicated look in Su Liusha's eyes gradually returned to clarity, he raised his eyes and glanced at Xu Yunhe, and asked lightly.

Xu Yunhe shook his head, he had never seen this scroll in his master's hand, how could he know what was painted on it.

"You can see clearly, this person in it, others may not know him, but you must never forget it!" Su Liusha said solemnly, his tone a little stern.

After speaking, Su Liusha gently untied a rope on it, which was originally a colorful color, but it had faded its original color with the passage of time.

The rope was slowly untied, and Su Liusha casually threw it on the ground, not caring about it. Grabbed one of the painting scrolls with one hand and handed it to Xu Yunhe's hand.

"Hold on!" Su Liusha commanded in a low voice, Xu Yunhe held it at the order, Su Liusha took a deep breath, and then grabbed which painting shaft on the other side and strode towards the back.

It hadn't been opened for a long time, and now the scroll was pulled open again, "creaking" and rattling. Su Liusha, who didn't know what was going on, and Xu Yunhe, who was full of doubts and curiosity, neither of them cared about this discordant noise, and their eyes were firmly locked on the picture scroll that gradually revealed their true faces.

The picture scroll is a little long, Xu Yunhe also saw a lot of landscape paintings in the Xu family when he was a child, but he has never seen a painting that can grow to the same kind of Cheng dù as the painting in front of him.

It's only about a meter wide, but the length is amazing. Su Liusha strode forward, and walked out for more than a dozen steps before stopping. At this time, the whole painting has been pulled out of more than ten meters in length.

Holding back the shock in his heart, Xu Yunhe grabbed the scroll with one hand, turned his body slightly, and looked at this extremely long picture scroll.

On the scroll, there is a portrait of a beautiful woman. No, not just one, but many, many of them. Counting from Xu Yunhe's side, it stretched to Su Liusha's side, and on this more than ten meters long scroll, there are more than a dozen portraits of women of different shapes.

And these dozen portraits of women, but there is always only one person.

Xu Yunhe held the hand of the painting scroll tightly, and suddenly trembled.

The closest one on his side is a picture of a woman meditating.

The woman in the painting, with a jade nose and a jade mouth, has a little red cherry on her lips, and her hair is green like a waterfall, so beautiful that she is not like a mortal. There is no inscription on the artist's name, but even Xu Yunhe, a layman, can see that this painting is not vulgar, and it is quite attentive, and the woman's long eyelashes can be counted clearly one by one.

In this first picture, this extremely beautiful woman, with one hand on her back, quietly looks at a bouquet of blooming peony flowers in front of her. A few strokes have already put a woman's faint thoughts on the paper.

Xu Yunhe had never seen the woman in the painting, but he didn't know why, at a glance, he saw the faint sadness in the eyes of the woman in the painting, and there was a faint pain in his heart.

It was an impulse to replace his sorrow with his body, Xu Yunhe felt inexplicable about his sudden impulse, but he could clearly feel that although the woman in this painting was extremely beautiful, his feelings for her did not have the slightest love between men and women.

No, not at all.

"Master, she's ......" Xu Yunhe's voice turned hoarse.

"You've already guessed it, right? That's right, you're right, it's her, it's her......" Su Liusha looked at Xu Yunhe, who looked excited, and sighed, but in his eyes, he was even more excited than Xu Yunhe.

She ...... Is that my mother?" Xu Yunhe stared at the beautiful woman in the painting, tears full of eyes.

"That's right, she ......" Su Liusha took a deep breath and nodded heavily, "...... It's your mother, Xu Jinyao!"

"Mother...... Mother ......" The tears in Xu Yunhe's eyes began to flicker, and his words began to choke.

"Tick-tock!"

Drops of water fell to the ground, on the smooth stone slabs of the ground, and fell into pieces and scattered all over the ground. Both of them were silent, and this was a very slight dripping sound, but it was extremely clear.

Xu Yunhe cried, there was no tragedy of screaming for the sky and grabbing the earth, nor the sorrow of sobbing and choking, he bit his lip tightly, but he couldn't close his eyes tightly, trapping his surging tears in his eyes.

The boy has tears and does not flick, Xu Yunhe remembers it deeply. On weekdays, no matter how many injuries and sufferings he suffered, he never shed a single tear. Only now, despite his tears, he didn't feel anything to be ashamed of.

I have lived for 15 years, but only today have I truly seen the true face of my biological mother.

Although, this is nothing more than a portrait.

What is there to be ashamed of when a child sees his mother and weeps? What mother would dislike her child's tears?

What's more, today's meeting is actually fifteen years late.

"Yunhe, this is your mother, do you see it clearly?" Su Liusha suddenly walked over and slowly put away the long picture scroll.

Xu Yunhe kept nodding his head, his face was full of tears, and his lower lip was bitten a little white by him.

"If you see it clearly, that's good, that's good......" Su Liusha nodded lightly, took the painting scroll on the other side from Xu Yunhe's hand, and put the whole painting together.

"Now that you can see it clearly, Yao'er, then you can go!" Su Liusha suddenly shouted loudly, raised his hand, and the picture scroll painted with Xu Jinyao was thrown high.

The scroll was not tied, and it had already begun to spread out as soon as it was shot, and the long scroll was swaying in the wind, but what made Xu Yunhe look horrified was that on the scroll, there were flames that kept jumping.

"Master, what are you going to do?" Xu Yunhe was both shocked and angry, and didn't bother to ask Su Liusha the reason for burning his mother's portrait, so he dodged and jumped into the air, hoping to save his mother's only portrait.

"It's useless...... It's useless......" Su Liusha shook his head slowly, with a somewhat strange miserable smile on his face.

Sure enough, Xu Yunhe's movements were not unpleasant, but he didn't know how Su Liusha did it, Xu Yunhe's outstretched hand hadn't touched the scroll yet, and the fire on it had spread rapidly at a strange speed, burning the entire painting clean.

Xu Yunhe, who couldn't react, didn't have time to withdraw his outstretched hand, and reached over with one hand, but only grabbed two bare and black scrolls. It was already empty, and strangely enough, there was not a single ash left.

Xu Yunhe, who only caught two black sticks, went blank in his brain for an instant. Having lost his momentum, he began to fall. But he had forgotten his luck to balance in the air, and he fell straight down, like a cannonball, and with a muffled sound, his feet were plunged into the ground.

But Xu Yunhe still maintained that sluggish expression in the air, and fortunately his body was strong enough, so he fell down and inserted into the ground, the ground full of sharp gravel, but it did not leave a single scar on his body. As for whether there are internal injuries, only he knows.

For a long time, Xu Yunhe was there in a daze, motionless.

"Master!!" A roar full of anger and sadness and questioning, Xu Yunhe rose to the sky on the ground, falling in front of Su Liusha like a cannonball, and looked at Su Liusha with a calm and strange face with fire in his eyes.

"Why? Why did you burn my mother's portrait?" Xu Yunhe asked with hatred, suppressing his burning anger.

If it weren't for the fact that the person in front of him was Xu Yunhe's most trusted master, Xu Yunhe didn't know if he would just punch him like this.

"Why? Do you really want to know?" The expression on Su Liusha's face did not show the slightest hint of guilt, just looked at the angry young man in front of him with some amusement.

Xu Yunhe nodded heavily, and his two fists clenched with a "clucking" sound.

"She's your mother, so do you know what she's mine?" Su Liusha's face suddenly became angry, and he yelled at Xu Yunhe angrily, "She is your mother, but before, she was my wife!

"You...... What are you talking about?" Xu Yunhe asked with a stammer.

"It's my wife Su Liusha, Xu Jinyao, who has been my wife for thirteen years!" Su Liusha's eyes almost burst into flames.

"My mother...... She...... She's your wife...... That...... Then I ......" Xu Yunhe reluctantly thought about the relationship in his chaotic brain, smoothing it out little by little, and combining it little by little. Finally, finally......

"That'...... Are you my father?" Xu Yunhe was shocked by the conclusion he had reached.

"Your father, hmph!" Contrary to Xu Yunhe's expectations, Su Liusha actually snorted disdainfully, "Your father, such a big name, but it's not something that I, Su, can afford!"

"Aren't you my father?" Xu Yunhe was confused.

"Of course not!" Su Liusha cut the railroad categorically, "I, Su Liusha, how can there be a wild species like you?"

"What are you talking about?" No one would be more sensitive to the word "wild seed" than Xu Yunhe, and listening to Su Liusha's unkind tone, the bad premonition in his heart became even stronger.

"Wild seed! I said you are a wild seed!" Su Liusha deliberately stimulated Xu Yunhe, he looked at Xu Yunhe with fire in his eyes, the distance was very close, "You are just that slut and a wild man's wild seed, what does it have to do with me Su?"

"You're talking nonsense! My mother won't be such a person!" Although he was the master he trusted the most in front of him, Xu Yunhe would never allow anyone to slander his mother. Even if he has never met his mother, but in the heart of a child, his mother is the most beautiful and kind goddess in the world, and no one can say half a word.

"I'm talking nonsense, then when you go down, ask your good mother, what a cheap slut she is!" Su Liusha smiled and quietly withdrew his hand from Xu Yunhe's body.

"You...... You ......" Xu Yunhe lowered his head and covered his chest, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar master in front of him in disbelief. Between his fingers, a shiny tip of the knife appeared.

"I raised you for thirteen years, so that today, I will raise the cheap seeds of the two of them, and finally die in my hands with my own hands! Xu Yunhe, when you go down, you must let that slut see how the wild seeds she gave birth to died!" Su Liusha said coldly, and then looked up to the sky and laughed wildly, but the laughter was a little sad.

"Why...... Why is this happening......" Xu Yunhe slowly fell to the ground and slowly closed his eyes.

In a trance, at the last moment before consciousness disappeared, he felt a drop of cool fall on his face. And that last sentence has a somewhat familiar voice:

"Yao'er...... Why is this the case...... Why ......"