In this endless heavy rain, the sky is as dark as ink, making people almost breathless. (⊙﹏⊙⊙﹏⊙) On the national highway leading to x county, there are occasionally a few cars with their headlights flashing.
Speeding by, the wheels rolled up countless water splashes. In such a late night, there were actually people walking on the roadside in the pouring rain.
His steps were heavy and slow because he was holding someone in his arms.
This man is his dead son. Is there anything more painful than losing a son in middle age?
The cold rain made his whole body chill, but no matter how cold it was, it couldn't chill his heart.
At the beginning, he was walking aimlessly. He didn't know where to go, but his subconscious told him that he should tell his wife about it, so he walked back home unknowingly.[
He was originally an underground emperor in a small county town. When the power in his hands could no longer satisfy his vigorous ambition, he set his sights on a bigger city in the future. Just when he was about to become famous, news came that his son had died unfortunately.
News. This blow was undoubtedly fatal, causing the worldview he had established for a long time to instantly collapse.
For example, are power and wealth more important than the health and happiness of your family?
At this time, he would rather become a beggar on the street in exchange for his son's life!
This drive only took half an hour, and he walked for four hours!
When he saw the dim yellow lights at home from a distance, he finally felt a slight warmth in his heart. Just like every night in the past, his wife always curled up on the sofa and watched TV waiting for him to come home.
——Although he rarely goes home, his wife’s habit has never changed. It’s okay to face her honestly. His son is gone, but his wife is still there, and life will always go on. And from now on,
I will never get involved in any political affairs again, and enjoy my old age with my wife in a down-to-earth manner.
Thinking this way, he quickened his pace slightly, stepped into his small garden, crossed the long stone bridge, and a complete small villa appeared in front of him. This place is known to everyone in x county, because
This is Xiaohai’s home!
Xiaohai held Ma Liang's body in his arms. Every part of his body was wet. He walked for four hours before returning home, but he never got over the grief of losing his son. When he approached the small villa, he was surprised to find that the door was
It was open, and when I walked further inside and entered the living room, I was surprised to find two rows of muddy footprints on the ground, leading directly to the second floor.
Xiaohai shouted nervously: "Weiwei, Weiwei?!"
Suddenly there was the sound of panicked footsteps upstairs. Xiao Hai became suspicious and rushed upstairs with his son's body in his arms. Following the sound, he followed the sound to his and Weiwei's bedroom. He suddenly found that Weiwei was trying to help.
A man got into the closet. The man was none other than the blind monk Lao Wu!
Hearing that Xiao Hai was already standing at the door of the bedroom, Lao Wu also stopped. Weiwei said anxiously: "Xiao Hai, I can explain all this, I just need you to give me time..." Her eyes suddenly fell on Xiao Hai's eyes.
In his arms, he made a sound of "ah", showing an incredulous look, and stood there blankly, trembling all over.
Although Lao Wu couldn't see it, he could hear something different in Weiwei's voice and asked quickly: "What happened?"