His children, they don't know him anymore.

With just one glance, the battle-hardened old father came to such a desperate conclusion in a very short moment.

Li Muhua naturally didn't recognize him, and the eyes looking at him at this moment were not only ignorant at the beginning, but even a trace of vigilance.

My father stood at the door, stunned and before he could completely let go of his hand pushing the door, the wooden door was only halfway opened, and the movement froze at the moment when the four eyes met, and there was only a dead silence in the air.

For a while, my heart turned a thousand times, and what appeared on my face was a complex expression of sadness and joy. It's a pity that Li Muhua doesn't recognize human expressions very well, and he couldn't see through his emotions for a while.

She looked at the strange old man standing at the door, and her heart began to be shocked, she was shocked that she had lost the ability to empathize with people through spiritual power.

Her brain, which had been buffered in the middle of the night, began to work, and then she began to try to sit up from the bed.

After seeing his son's unfamiliar eyes, Xilingmu did not continue to enter the room for a while. But when he saw his son struggling to get up, he still couldn't hold back, and rushed up to support him with a few arrows. I sat down at the head of the bed.

In the end, his body did not recover his strength, Li Muhua thought that he could sit up, but he only raised his head, and his movements were so clumsy that it was distressing.

Xiling Mu tentatively called his name: "Xiao Ye?"

Twilight Hua understands this Chang'an dialect, and she has heard people call her like this in the military tent.

After some searching, she finally remembered Xiling Ye, who had been mentioned by her family as a nightmare in her life, and he was the only person she had ever met in her life with this sound in his name.

She wanted to say something, but Xilingmu could only see her son's Adam's apple twitching slightly, and couldn't hear the slightest sound.

The long time had caused her to lose her ability to speak, and she could not pronounce even the simplest syllable.

At this moment, the sky has just turned white, and a distant rooster crowing sounded slowly, startling the two people who were silent and opposite, and suddenly giving people the illusion of time and space interlaced for thousands of years, as if to wake up one by one people in their dreams.

At this time, Li Muhua still had a large blank in her memory, and with the sound of Si Chen's rooster crow, she began to try to recall everything about that name.

She remembered that he had not known her for a long time, and remembered that he said that he hoped that she would one day see this wonderful world, so she wanted to look in the mirror to see her face now.

When she was still a complete Li Muhua, she always wanted to see what he looked like. Twilight is indifferent by nature, and born blind, she has never seen this colorful world, and she has no obsession with the world. But she didn't know why, she just wanted to see what he looked like.

Twilight is no stranger to the human form, and without sight, she still has a sense of touch.

Twilight was trained by her grandmother from a young age, and she developed a rudimentary understanding of the world through auditory, tactile, and other visual means, giving her the ability to live like a normal person, and those who didn't know couldn't tell that she was blind.

She also knows the contours of the human face, and her two eyes and one nose are never wrong. She doesn't have much difference between beauty and ugliness in her heart, and it is impossible to distinguish others by touching them every time. So when she had the idea of wanting to see Xiling Ye's appearance in her heart, even she felt strange.

Probably just curious, she saw that there were many hidden stories hidden in the darkness, and it was only natural for her to wonder what the owner of these stories was. That's how Li Muhua explained to herself, she was just curious.

The sixteen-year-old girl couldn't figure out her inexplicable feelings, and she didn't really think about why she was so curious about him.

only knew that since she met Xiling Ye, she did begin to regret that she couldn't see the world.

In view of the fact that she had not recovered at this time, she only had the strength to raise her head and nod, so she had no choice but to give up the idea of seeing his appearance immediately.

After weighing it up, Twilight quickly understood that the gray-haired old man, who was leaning on half of her body at this time, was the only one she could rely on.

So she nodded to him, acknowledging her identity.

Regardless of his three-seven-twenty-one, his life matters. The old man in front of him could see that he cared very much about this person, and it was already Li Muhua's only way out.

My father only thought that he had been in a coma for three years and was delirious, and he felt a lot more relieved to accept such a reason.

It's good to be alive, and as a father, he doesn't dare to ask for more.

Xilingmu remembered that many years ago, when his son was just born, he was also so weak and helpless, so he could only nod and raise his head. The perennial knife and gun picker carefully picked up the newborn baby from his wife's arms, and barely felt the weight. The little one was shriveled and thin, and the portion was insufficient, which showed that he was not doing well in his mother's womb.

It was the first time they had met, and the child was blinking at him with dark eyes as he did today.

He remembered that day he cried so much that he couldn't help himself, and the tears that fell wet a sparse piece of fetal hair on the child's head. The child also seemed to feel the sadness of the adult, and cried with a flat mouth for no reason.

The little guy cried heartbreakingly, and he couldn't stop for a long time, alarming hundreds of people up and down the Xiling family.

He was arrested by his father and beaten up, because the children had already entered the door, but he, the father, did not get married.

He was just eighteen years old that year. Because his father wanted him to experience more on the battlefield, the family hadn't even married him yet.

In the era of three media and six hires, it was already disobedient for a woman to allow others privately, not to mention that she also had a newborn child. The family knew that they would kick her out for such a reason as insulting the family in the future, and his mother Xie Qin had no choice but to take the child overnight to join his father.

Silingmu didn't know he had such a child until he saw him.

Even though his back was a mess, he still lay beside the child and guarded it, guarding every inch.

When his injuries recovered, he came to the door to propose his wife and marry his wife openly.

The father-in-law had just lost his eldest daughter in a fire, and the younger daughter had done such a depraving thing and took sick leave for half a year to be depressed at home. Seeing that he admitted his mistakes and was sincere, he forgave him.

This incident later became the material of the folk legend of Fengyue, and it was spread all over the world. Even the later Xilingye often heard people mention it.

It's just that the original details of the story have long been lost in word of mouth, and it has gradually become unrecognizable after countless processing like human memory.

There are many things that even a person like Xilingmu doesn't remember very well, and he just remembered that his feelings when he saw the child for the first time were so mixed.

He put his son back on the bed, still a little incredulous, afraid that he was old and dizzy and had a dream.

I opened my eyes hard, and although the blood on my pale face was insufficient, I was still open, panting.