Chapter 45: Mother, I Have a Friend
After eating a meal, Fu Yang shouted luck in his heart, fortunately he met the abyss now, and luckily his stomach was already very strong,
If you eat like this before cultivating, it is conservatively estimated that you will have a stomachache, which is really a fluke.
"Brother Fuyang, you are so thin, eat more in the future, I don't like to eat, I can give you half of my meal." ”
Abyss said this earnestly, and then took out a ring from his pocket. The shape of the ring is simple, and there is not even such a thing as modeling.
It looks like picking up a piece of wood on the ground, taking a part, punching a hole and grinding it, and it doesn't even have a pattern.
"It was an honor to meet for the first time. He gently placed the ring in front of Fu Yang.
Fu Yang was silent for a while, recalling the time from meeting the abyss to the present, and thinking about the days before, his nose was very sore, his eyes were like wind and sand, and they turned red in an instant.
Sixteen years, from the moment he was born, he lost his mother forever, I heard that his father seems to be in a high position,
But the so-called father never came to see him, even if it was just that.
At first, he hated him, hated him for being ruthless, and later, when he was tired, he couldn't move his hatred, so he shattered all his expectations about that man with his own hands,
Everything is gone, and there is hatred together.
In his sixteen years, he was quiet and terrifyingly quiet, without the company of relatives, without the laughter of his friends, not even birds and cicadas, and he could only see the same sky when he raised his eyes.
In the huge world, he is left with an old and kind old grandfather, who is his butler.
If it weren't for the old grandfather who taught him to read and write, told him stories, told him about the outside world, and told him that he could be friends with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, he would have died a long time ago, and it would be impossible for his young heart to resist the devouring of the demon of loneliness.
A manly man, you can't cry, at least not in front of others.
Fu Yang used all his strength to hold back the tears that were about to appear, so that the red eyes were no longer red, and as for the nose, let it be sour.
"I... There's nothing to give you, you... Take it back. Fu Yang's hand under the table was very uneasy, not clenched, nor let go.
"To meet you, I... It's an honor," Abyss said earnestly.
Fu Yang's nose is even more sour.
That's what friends feel? That's good. Mother, I have friends.
"Hahaha, then I'll take it, thank you...... What's that, oh, you cultivate, I'll clean up. "If you can't hold it back, let's end this situation.
Fu Yang said a word to the abyss, and then hurried into action.
It seems that Brother Fuyang is a man with a story. It seems to be a sad story, no wonder I don't usually speak, like a stuffy gourd,
I've got to try to help him and everything will be okay, I'm sure that's going to be fine.
The abyss began to cultivate, and that black light curtain appeared again, cutting the 313 nest into two pieces.
After packing up what should be cleaned up, watching the light curtain appear, Fu Yang hurriedly pressed the small statue next to his bed, so that he was not afraid that the abyss would suddenly interrupt his cultivation,
Lying on the bed, tears flowed down, this was the first time since he had cultivated that Fuyang had put down his cultivation at night.
In the reverie of the conversation with his mother, Fu Yang cried for most of the night.
Crying is a good thing, tears are magical, it can temporarily take away the incomprehensible feelings in the heart.
Crying until the middle of the night, the tears ran out, Fu Yang was relieved from his sadness, took out the Na Ring given by the abyss and began to study it carefully.
Wherever the spiritual power could reach, the consciousness could reach, and when he saw clearly what was in this broken ring, he was shocked.