[69 Book Bar - www.] "What's wrong with them? Don't they remember me?" Ji Yeche hurried to the pavilion, "Dad, mom, I'm Xiao Che."
"Xiao Che?" Ji Hanchuan and Hua Anxuan looked at each other, stood up, and frowned slightly as they looked at the unfamiliar young man in front of them.
The two of them couldn't believe it, and they didn't dare to confirm it, because they didn't believe that their child, Xiao Che, would die suddenly at such a young age and come here!
If Xiao Che also dies, it will only make the two of them blame themselves even more. Was it their sudden departure that made him lose the courage to live?
"Dad, Mom, do you really not remember me?" Ji Yeche suddenly knelt on the ground, looking up at Ji Hanchuan and Hua Anxuan, with eternal hope in his eyes, "I am Xiao Che, yours."
Xiao Che, our family of three once lived happily. We used to count the stars on the rooftop, and we used to make delicious glutinous rice cakes together..."
"You are Xiao Che, are you really my child?" Hua Anxuan's eyes suddenly filled with tears, but she didn't dare to admit it. She suddenly turned her back, wiped the tears that were about to overflow from the corners of her eyes, and said coldly
: "No! You are not my Xiao Che! My child will not die, and he will not come to a place like this!"
Ji Hanchuan, on the other hand, stood there in a daze. He actually knew very well in his heart that this person was his son Ji Yeche. Blood was thicker than water. This heart-pounding feeling of father and son meeting could never be deceiving.
He bent down and helped Ji Yeche up, "Child, get up."
Ji Yeche stood up and walked to Hua Anxuan, "Mom, I am really Xiao Che. I am not dead. I am still alive."
"You're not dead?" These words made Hua Anxuan feel warm again in her heart. She raised her eyes slightly and looked at Ji Yeche, stroking Ji Yeche's face with her slender hands, "You didn't lie to me, did you?"
Ji Yeche held Hua Anxuan's hand tightly and said, "Mom, how could I lie to you? I'm not dead. I really am not dead. I actually came here to find someone."
"Looking for someone, who is he?" Ji Hanchuan asked quickly.
"A man named Lan You. I heard that he was locked up in Qingyou Palace and thought about his past mistakes." Before Ji Hanchuan could continue to ask, Ji Yeche changed the topic, because there is nothing more important than a family reunion at this moment.
, after all, it was a kind of destiny that he could see his parents who he had wanted to see for nine years here.
"Okay, let's talk about my business later. Let's talk about you first." Ji Yeche took the hands of Ji Hanchuan and Hua Anxuan and sat down in Liuyunting. He was in the middle, Hua Anxuan and Ji Hanchuan
On his left and right sides.
"Dad, Mom, I miss you so much, so much...so much..." We haven't seen each other for many years, and at this moment, Ji Yeche just wants to call their names over and over again, and appreciate the long-lost family affection.
"Xiao Che," Ji Hanchuan patted Ji Ye Che's shoulder, "my son has finally grown up and his body has become stronger."
"Dad." Ji Yeche and Ji Hanchuan hugged each other like brothers.
After letting go for a long time, Hua Anxuan gently stroked Ji Yeche's face and wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, "Xiao Che, how have you been over the years?"
Who knows the bitterness of the past nine years? What kind of things Ji Yeche has experienced in the past nine years, only he knows best.
That day he was disheartened. After paying homage to his parents at the grave, he went to Wuhui Cliff on Qinglang Mountain alone and jumped off it resolutely.
If Master Mu Qingyang's Yunhe hadn't arrived in time, I'm afraid he would have died long ago, and the rest of the story would have been lost.