I knelt in front of her, bursting into tears. I felt like I had countless things to say, but all the words converged into the word mom. She cried harder, her whole body trembling with sobs, but she still tried her best
He opened his eyes and looked at me without blinking.
My heart also hurts, like a knife cutting. I really don’t know how my mother survived. Her strength surprised me. As the tears continued to fall, my emotions became a little more stable.
.For a long time, everything I have encountered has been mysteries and deceptions, as well as countless intrigues and life-and-death struggles. Only at this moment, I feel relaxed and somewhat comforted. No matter how much has happened before, no matter how long time has passed.
, I finally found my mother. I can honor her like all sons.
But at the same time, another very confusing thought popped up. My vision was still blurry, but through the tears, I could see that my mother cared for and cared for me as much as any other person.
My mother is little, even as heavy as a mountain, because when I was still a baby, I encountered a big change in the family and was taken away.
Let’s not talk about the distant ones. At least since the Zhaotong stall murder case, Mustache has always been by my side. I don’t know what he did in the past, but the older woman must be his mother. Two mothers
Living in this remote and quiet little village, Mustache also knew that they were here, but why, why did he never tell me this? Why did my mother never ask about my whereabouts?
Why can't I see my mother for so long?
She was tired from crying, but her mood was the same as mine, and she recovered a little. She looked at me with eyes that had been dim for many years, and then slowly stood up holding on to the door frame. I also got up from the ground and thought
I went to help her, but the older woman got there first, so I just stood there, wanting to say something.
She refused to wipe away the tears on her face. She was supported by others and wanted to reach out her hand. I knew that she wanted me to come into her arms, just like when she took that old photo more than 20 years ago.
At that time, I smiled as if I didn't understand anything. Staying in my mother's arms felt like I was staying in the safest and warmest place in the world. Only in her arms would I not be deceived.
Will be hurt by others.
There is a kind of emotion in this world that can never be wiped out. No matter how old you are, even if you are old, as long as the woman who gave birth to you and raised you is still there, you will always be just a child.
I couldn't hold back my tears again. Looking at my mother's slowly stretched out hand, I cried and wanted to walk over, wanting to throw myself into her warm and harmless embrace. But when I just took a step forward, she
His hand was taken back again.
"Have you finished your work?" She tried her best to appear calm, took a deep breath, and then suddenly asked me something.
I paused on the spot, dazed by this sentence. I didn't know what she was referring to.
"Don't come back until you're done." She held back her tears and turned her eyes away from my face. I saw her eyes closed slightly, as if she didn't want to and couldn't bear to look at me anymore: "Let's go.
, do what you should do..."
"Mom..." My mind was in a mess again, but I was like a child who had been lost in the crowd for a long time and suddenly saw his mother. I cried and wanted to throw myself in front of her.
However, before I could take a step out, the door of the room slammed shut. At the same time as the door closed, I heard extremely suppressed crying coming from the room. Although the crying was forcibly suppressed, it was still miserable.
Indescribable.
I slapped the door hard and called my mother outside the door, but the crying inside the door quickly disappeared and no one responded to me. All the negative emotions I had suppressed in my heart completely exploded at this moment, and I kept thinking
Slapping the door, I felt as if I had returned to the age when I was a teenager, feeling that I was about to be abandoned by the people closest to me.
That feeling is like losing the whole world.
I cried for a long time, but didn't get any response. The door was always closed. I wiped away the tears on my face and knelt down in front of the door. I really didn't know why my mother was doing this.
From beginning to end, she was just crying and said only two words.
Do what you have to do...
What should I do? Find the lost mustache? Get the wheel eye that was taken away by the gloomy face? Kill the old man to avenge my father?
It seems that these are all what I want to do, what I should do, but I haven't done any of them. But I still kneel in front of the door, hoping that my mother will see my figure, open the door again, and let me in.
.
I knelt for a full six hours, from noon to dusk, and my legs were almost numb to the point of losing all feeling. However, the door of the hut was not opened, and there was deathly silence inside. When I knelt until late at night, my spirit began to drift, as if I was in a trance.
The dividing line between dreams and reality floats back and forth.
I thought that finding my mother would at least fulfill a long-cherished wish in my heart, but when I found her, I fell into deeper pain.
The first ray of dawn hit my face, I opened my eyes slightly, but my body couldn't support it anymore, everything went dark, and I fell down.
When I woke up, I was already in the monk's car. Through the car window, I saw that the car was still parked outside the small village. I immediately opened the car door and wanted to go back to the small yard. But the monk held me back.
He shook his head and said that the people in the yard were gone. My mother and Mustache's mother left here. The monk did not dare to stop them, but he brought back a message.
"Do what you have to do..."
My body suddenly collapsed on the car seat. Is this the result of my hard pursuit? I roughly know who Mustache is, and I also understand why he risked his own life to protect me. But
While I was searching for the answer, I lost an equally important person.
That question resurfaced in my mind, what should I do? I calmed down and recalled a lot.
The only time when Mustache drank too much, he told the monk that he wanted to do something that no one before him had done. After that, he found me and has been leading me to fight hard in the bronze medal event.
If I didn't know anything about Mustache's identity in the past, I might simply think that he, like Lei Yingxiong and Du Qingyi and Xu Wanting, wanted to live forever for nothing.
But after I learned some of his origins, many things seemed to have a clear answer. He is a silent person, and at the same time he is a passionate person. He can give up his life to save me, which shows that
The temptation of reincarnating immortality to him is actually not that great.
I held the old photo and looked at it for a long time, and I vaguely figured out Mustache's motives. He really wanted to find the Wheel of Wheels and Wheel Eyes, and put an end to this big event, but he didn't seem to be doing it entirely for Wheel of Life, but for the real purpose of eternal life.
Put an end to this big event.
As long as this major incident does not end, the descendants of the Shi family will be endlessly hunted by all the forces involved in this major incident, and may be harmed or exploited by them. The tragedy that happened to me may happen again.
Keep on performing.
In the nearly ten centuries between Shi Pan and me, how many clan members died in this major event?
Suddenly, I felt that this was actually not one thing, but a mission, a mission to end the family's misfortune. Although this family has withered and declined, there are some things that future generations cannot escape.
As long as I make up my mind to continue on, until I reach the true end of the incident, then other things will naturally come to an end. I will inevitably compete with the gloomy face, the old man, and other forces that have not shown up, and I will not die.
That is his death.
"Monk, how many people are available in your nest in Nanjing?"
"There aren't many. It's a good idea. There are only five or six people who often do undercover work. They can be transferred out at any time."
"Monk, listen." I wrapped myself in clothes, sat in the passenger seat, turned to him and said, "There is no news about your elder brother for the time being, but we must continue to do this, follow me."
The monk also glanced at me, and his eyes changed at this moment. He seemed not to be looking at the old Young Master Wei, but at a newly appointed leader. The monk didn't say anything more, and he said yes, but
I know that he will continue to follow me, just like he followed Mustache.
I made a plan myself. Among the three main forces, Gloomy Face, the old man, and me, everyone has some initiative. If I jump out and search for them all over the world, they may consider other reasons and refuse for the time being.
I show my face, but if I hold back, they will not be able to bear it after a long time.
So I asked Monk and Zhang Hou to gather their men while I was still using the fragments to look for Mustache. During this period, Gloomy Face talked to me on the phone. He refused to reveal any more unknown secrets about the incident, but I didn't want to reveal anything about the incident either.
I will make any compromise, it is just that we can survive together, and I have plenty of time. My family has survived ten centuries, and at most it will last my lifetime.
Just when I was about to fight them to the death, an unexpected person came to the door. Because Mustache and the monk have been keeping a low profile, and my recent whereabouts have been very irregular, so this person came from Zhang Houshou.
Bian found an entry point and contacted them first. Then Zhang Houhou asked me if I wanted to get in touch with them.
I wanted to lay low for a while because part of my energy was focused on finding Mustache and Thunder Hero's team, but this guy really interested me.