It was just dawn, and the temperature at dawn was cold enough to suffocate you. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

At the beginning of a winter morning, the ground was covered with a thick layer of hoarfrost.

On the mountain behind the Ethereal Peak, Murong Yan stood alone on the edge of the cliff, looking at the deep valley in front of him, with a sad face.

At some point, two lines of tears slowly slipped down the corners of his eyes. It turns out that she also has a weak side!

However, hasn't she always been a very strong girl, but why should she cry?

Why did she weep?

Isn't it, she thought of her dearest people at this time, although their impression in her memory has long been blurred by time.

The scenes of the past resurfaced in front of her eyes, and she felt even more biting than the cold wind in winter, all of which were pierced in the girl's heart at once, so that she couldn't help but shed sad tears after all.

In my memory, the impression of my father has long been blurred. From childhood to adulthood, the only ones who accompanied her the most were her mother and master, but even her mother, who had always been dependent on her, left her when she was fifteen years old.

At that time, she didn't know what kind of disease her mother had.

She also heard from her master that her mother was also a heroic, lively and cheerful woman in the rivers and lakes, but because of this, she couldn't understand why her mother always looked taciturn in her memory.

I still remember that at the beginning, my mother always locked her in the house alone in a silent daze, but at that time she was still very good to her daughter, but in the last few years, my mother and mother even saw her rarely.

In her impression, her mother never seemed to laugh much, she always hid in the corner alone and cried secretly, and sometimes she would leave her little daughter and run out, running to the edge of this cliff and talking to herself in the deep valley in front of her.

At that time, she knew that her mother had a mental problem. Therefore, every time her mother ran out alone, she always quietly followed not far behind her.

At that time, she was really afraid, she was so afraid that one day she would lose her mother who loved her the most. But maybe God is always too cruel, on the eighth day of September ten years ago, my mother finally left her alone, and left forever.

It was raining heavily outside that day, as if even the heavens were crying sadly, but herself, the girl who had completely lost her mother, and Murong Yan, who was only fifteen years old at the time, did not shed even a single tear.

Is she not sad?

Contrary.

That day was the saddest day Murong Yan had ever grown up, but she didn't cry.

Is she strong enough to hold back her tears, or maybe she's already dried her tears.

It was also from that day that Murong Yan secretly swore in his heart that he would never cry easily in this life.

She has to be strong, and from that moment on, she must never show her weak side in front of others again. She must learn to be strong, learn to face everything alone, even if it is just pretending.

But at this moment, why is Murong Yan, who has always been strong, a girl who didn't even cry on the day her mother died, shed sad tears at this time.

Is it that she is no longer strong, or maybe she finally knows the reason for her mother's illness at this moment.

Master's words last night made Murong Yan finally understand. The reason why my mother became like that, silent all day long, and even died of depression later, was all because of my father.

After her father disappeared for no apparent reason, her mother couldn't bear such a heavy blow in her heart, so that her spirit completely collapsed at once.

Because I always remember my father in my heart, I worry about my father's situation day and night. At that time, she was young, and her mother didn't even have someone to talk to, so she could only silently bear the pain of losing her father alone.

Thinking about it day and night, obsessive and depressed in my heart, how can I not get sick over time.

Finally, nine years after her husband disappeared, her lovesick mother passed away alone.

Murong Yan was in tears, his eyes looked at the deep valley in front of him stupidly, and there was only a hazy mist in his eyes.

"Daddy, where are you......"?

No one answered her. Isn't it a question she herself is asking that even she doesn't know the answer to?

A gust of mountain wind blew, and the corners of Murong Yan's skirt began to flutter slowly in the morning breeze, and the mist in the valley slowly flowed.

Suddenly, she smiled.

Her smile is like a ray of sunshine in this winter morning, warm and friendly. At this time, the sun also showed a smiling face in the sky.

In a trance, it actually gave people an illusion, I don't know if Murong Yan smiled because he saw the sun, or if the sun rose because he saw her smile.

In short, when the sun rises, the girl's heart immediately becomes much brighter.

At this moment, she seemed to have become an ethereal fairy dancing in the clouds, bringing light to herself and to everyone in this world.

Although the tears on her face were still dry, her smile was gentle and bright. It turns out that after crying, people's hearts always become stronger.

The pain is long gone, and whatever happened is no longer important.

Stretched out his hand and gently wiped the tears that remained in the corners of his eyes, and the next moment, Murong Yancan turned around with a smile and strode towards the front mountain.

Gradually, the mist that had been hovering in the valley slowly rose, swirling upwards and submerging the place where the girl had just stood.

After a while, the sunlight also bordered the hazy mist. This situation and scene are so beautiful that it feels unreal. The ethereal peak at this moment is indeed like a fairyland on earth in the clouds. But who would have thought that under such a fantastic beauty, there is so much evil humanity hidden.

It turns out that the dirtier things in this world are, the more gorgeous and gorgeous they are on the outside, but often under the gorgeous appearance, the heart wrapped in it is so dark.

Evil always lies behind hypocrisy. Perhaps it is precisely because of this that people are deceived by their appearance.

The rising morning mist looks dreamlike in the sunlight. Therefore, at this moment, no one would have thought that under that layer of thick fog, there are two people who are suffering from misfortune.