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The wind is gentle and smooth, with a slight chill, but the spring sun is warm, bathed in such spring light, which makes people feel a kind of fatigue.

Grass everywhere, wildflowers compete for beauty, the verdant new green, full of verdant green, full of thriving vitality.

A yellow-haired drooping hair was lazily lying on the soft grass, with a dog's tail grass in his mouth, exuding a faint bitter taste in his continuous chewing, and beside him, there was also a young and beautiful young woman, who was lying on her side beside the child, her right hand supporting her head, and her face was overflowing with a faint smile.

"Mother, I saw that Xiaopang's father bought him a very beautiful Trojan horse yesterday, can you buy me one too?"

The young woman smiled shallowly, gently stroked the child's hair, and said very lovingly: "Feifei, you should be like your father, become a big hero, and a big hero shouldn't always think about toys." ”

"But, mother, I haven't seen my father! Even my grandfather can't move and scold me for being a wild seed, mother, tell me, why I don't have a father!" When the child said this, there was a trace of tears on his face, his little face was full of pity, and his black eyes were full of innocence.

"Feifei, if you talk nonsense again, my mother will whip you!" The young woman's face was full of anger, and her palm was also raised.

However, when she saw the helpless tears flashing in the child's eyes, her heart suddenly softened, the raised palm slowly slid down, and the beautiful eyes were also full of tears at that moment, and she held the child tightly in her arms, holding it very tightly and tightly.

She said in a choked voice: "Feifei, you have a father, you are not a wild seed, your father is a big hero who stands up to the sky." ”

The child broke free from the young woman's arms, and his face raised a stubbornness, but no matter how he broke free, with his strength, he couldn't break free from the young woman's arms at all, so he could only use his small fist to constantly pat the young woman's back, and said aggrievedly: "You lied to people, I don't have a father at all, if I have a father, why have I never seen him, mother, you lie to me!"

The young woman ignored his beatings, but instead held his petite hands, and pushed harder and harder, although she did not say anything more, but her beautiful eyes were gradually dilated, as if she was remembering something.

It was a long, long time before she came back to her senses, and by this time, the child who had been held in his arms had stopped crying.

She looked at the child in her arms with tenderness, gently wiped away the tears that still remained in the corners of her eyes for him, and said softly: "Feifei, you remember, your father is a big hero, and you are the son of a big hero." ”

The child snorted, as if he no longer believed what the woman had said.

The young woman also let out a sigh that seemed to be nothing, got up gently, and said, "Feifei, remember what my mother said!"

When she said this, the young woman's eyes were extremely soft, and there was an extremely beautiful smile on her pretty face, but her body was slowly turning into nothingness.

"Mother, where are you going? Don't leave me behind. Feifei looked at the young woman whose body was becoming more and more illusory, and shouted loudly.

But the young woman just looked at him and smiled, and her illusory body finally disappeared into the sky......

Xiong Qiang, who was lying on the bed, moved his body, and the eyes that had been closed suddenly opened, and his black pupils were full of light.

He stared fixedly at the thatched roof, and two lines of light tears flowed from the corners of his eyes.

He didn't move, just lay quietly on the simple bed covered with thatch, and whispered softly: "Mother......"

It turned out that all of this was just a dream, a long, long dream. In the dream, he dreamed of his mother, although he could not see her mother's face clearly, but he felt that her mother was a very gentle, very beautiful woman. He could feel his mother's love for him, and that love was warm, kind, soft, and powerful.

He really wanted to wander in this maternal love, so he didn't move for a long time, just stared at it quietly, recalling the scenes in the dream in his mind, and he wanted to clearly imprint every fragment of this dream in his heart.

He carefully experienced everything in the dream, and felt her mother's voice and smile every time, but the more he did, the more he found that his heart would hurt. Because everything he experienced in the dream was something he had never experienced in reality, and even the word "mother", which is very common in the hearts of ordinary people, has no memory in his heart.

He has lived for so many years, and it is the first time he dreams of his mother, maybe that mother is not real, but that mother brings him an incomparably warm picture, exuding an incomparable radiance of maternal love.

At this time, the door was quietly pushed open, and Su Su, who was dressed in a white shirt, walked in with a wooden basin full of hot water, with a faint sadness on her face, and the whole person looked very haggard, which was completely different from the Su Su that Xiong Qiang saw when he woke up from the Oolong Pond.

At that time, Su Su was silent, that delicate little face, as if it was an iceberg that would not melt for ten thousand years, she was also in a white shirt at that time, but she was like a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world, and this time it was different, this time Su Su was obviously a lot more normal, she no longer seemed to be cold to everything, she was no longer a fairy-like image, but a living person, a person who had affection in her heart and would be emotional, a little woman.

When she saw Xiong Qiang, who was lying on the bed, with her eyes wide open, and the corners of her eyes were still with tears, she looked at herself in a daze, and the wooden basin in her hand fell to the ground suddenly.

On top of the pretty face, a smile appeared, but the smile was a little stiff, and even the corners of the mouth seemed to tremble slightly.

"Silly boy, you're finally awake!"

Su Su said softly, and then walked quickly to the side of the bed, and involuntarily hugged Xiong Qiang in her arms, two lines of light tears slid across her face and flowed onto Xiong Qiang's face.

"You've finally woken up, God has eyes, you've finally survived, hehe!" Su Su's voice trembled with excitement.

Xiong Qiang also hugged Su Su to his chest with his backhand, and said softly: "Su Su, thank you!"

Su Su shook his head gently in Xiong Qiang's arms and said, "Silly boy, do you know? You have been in a coma for nearly half a month, and I and Senior Han have a few doubts that you will not wake up again." ”

"I just had a long, long dream. Xiong Qiang said.

"You still dream? In a deep coma, human consciousness has stopped, how can you still dream?"

"Perhaps, I have already woken up from a deep coma! None of this matters, the important thing is that I saw my mother in a dream! Do you know? In my memory, I have never seen a mother, but this time, I actually saw my mother!" Xiong Qiang said with some excitement.

This may indicate that you have found that memory in your dream that you have lost for a long, long time. At this time, Han Qiuyu also pushed the door in, looking at Xiong Qiang with a smile.

"But in my mind now, except for the figure of my mother in my dream, I still can't find the real figure of my mother!" Xiong Qiang said.

"This memory has been sealed for so long, so long that you already feel strange, and you need one more thing to recover it. Han Qiuyu explained.