Huangfu Zheng, who was seriously injured, couldn't help shouting again when he saw his father's blood-stained book sitting there stunned.
Huangfu Xiuhu's tall body suddenly trembled.
His face was in pain, and his whole person seemed to have aged countless years at this moment.
He was once as powerful as a tiger, but at this moment he was like a deflated rubber ball.
He stared blankly at the dark night sky and murmured.
"She is still alive..."
"She is still alive..."
There was shock, excitement, and even more joy in this voice.
Huangfu Zheng had never seen his father like this before. Looking at Huangfu Xiuhu who was stunned, Huangfu Zheng shouted again: "Father, what's wrong with you?"
Only then did Huangfu Xiuhu react. He slowly turned his head and said with a look of surprise in his eyes: "Zheng'er, she is still alive, she is really alive!"
Huangfu said with surprise on his face: "Who is still alive? Father, what are you talking about?"
Huangfu Xiuhu didn't explain, he just suddenly dropped the blood book in his hand and ran towards the old house like crazy.
Seeing his father suddenly running towards the old house, Huangfu Zheng was speechless.
He stared blankly at the blood book on the ground, then quickly walked over and picked up the blood book.
I saw blood-colored fonts appearing in his eyes.
It says:
Xiuhu, farewell and well. Time has passed. Fifty-seven years have passed. Do you still remember our old friend?
The last signature says: Double!
Looking at this handwriting and these few twenty words, Huangfu was stunned for a moment.
Old friend?
Fifty-seven years ago?
It turns out that this letter was left by my father’s old friend fifty-seven years ago.
Holding the letter in his hand, Huangfu's head was moving rapidly.
But!
Since he is an old friend, why should he send a coffin to his father?
And he also killed the servants of the Huangfu family?
Could it be... an enemy?
Thinking of this, Huangfu Zheng became more and more puzzled.
After thinking for a while, Huangfu Zheng finally ran towards the old house. He wanted to find his father to find out.
He wants to find out what is going on?
Inside the old residence of the Huangfu family.
When Huangfu walked in, he saw Huangfu Xiuhu squatting on an empty bookshelf.
There is a secret door inside the bookshelf, which has been opened at this moment.
At this moment, Huangfu Xiuhu was squatting in an old wooden box, groping for the things inside the box, as if these things were important treasures.
"Father, what are you doing?"
Huangfu was approaching and asked.
Looking down, I saw that Huangfu Xiuhu was holding ancient letters in his hand. Those yellowed letters, at a glance, showed that they had gone through countless years.
Whether it's the paper or the stamps on the envelopes, it's enough to tell that these stationery papers are at least several decades old.
And inside the box, there was a rotten kite.
In addition to the kite, there is also a wedding dress from the last century.
Looking at everything in front of him, Huangfu Zheng felt more and more strange.
Just when Huangfu was about to ask what was in front of him, Huangfu Xiuhu suddenly said: "Fifty-seven years, a full fifty-seven years, I didn't expect that she is still alive now!"
"she?"
Upon hearing this title, Huangfu's heart skipped a beat.
Could it be that the old friend my father talked about was actually a woman?
Looking at the old wedding dress and the kite in the box, Huangfu Zheng suddenly seemed to understand something.
"Zheng'er, do you know why I never tell you stories about my youth?"
Huangfu Xiuhu suddenly raised his head and said.
Huangfu Zhengdao: "Why?"
"Because, there are some things that have been buried in my heart for a long time. I don't want to mention them, just because I'm afraid of uncovering the bloody scars and living in pain."
After hearing this, Huangfu became more and more curious.
He is also strange.
Ever since he started to understand, his father has never talked about his past.
The only thing he talked about was his time as a soldier and fighting in the war. As for his younger years going forward, the old man never mentioned it.
Now when he suddenly heard what Huangfu Xiuhu said, Huangfu felt vaguely that the blood letter and the two women in white seemed to have a close relationship with his father's past.
"Zheng'er, find a place to sit down!"
Huangfu Xiuhu Road.
Huangfu Zheng said "hmm" and then found a place to sit down quietly.
After he sat down, Huangfu Xiuhu asked again: "Do you want to hear what happened when my father was young?"
"think!"
Huangfu said without thinking.
Huangfu Xiuhu smiled bitterly.
"good!"
"Now that she has appeared, I will tell you about my past."
After saying that, Huangfu Xiuhu began to talk about his past.
He told everything about what happened when he met her when he was 17 years old.
Huangfu was sitting there and listening blankly.
When he heard that his father had such a tragic past with the woman named Pan when he was young, Huangfu Zheng was stunned.
He never dreamed that there was such an unbearable past buried deep in his father's heart.
After talking for about ten minutes, Huangfu Xiuhu finally finished telling the sad story.
"Zheng'er, this is what it's like to be a father!"
"It's also the memory sealed in this box!"
Huangfu Xiuhu said while looking at the ancient utensils stored in the box in front of him.
After Huangfu listened, he was filled with sighs and sighs.
Looking at his father, Huangfu Zheng suddenly felt sorry for his father.
"Father, could it be that the blood letter was left by the woman named Pan whom you once loved?"
"She...didn't she die back then? Is she still alive?"
Huangfu Xiuhu sighed and said: "Yes! Even I mistakenly thought she was dead long ago. I never expected that she is still alive now."
"But...it's almost sixty years ago, could it be fake?" Huangfu asked doubtfully.
Huangfu Xiuhu shook his head: "No! Impossible! No one knows the handwriting on that blood book better than me! It was definitely written by her!"
Upon hearing this, Huangfu paused for a moment.
Glancing at the ancient letters inside the wooden box, Huangfu Zheng suddenly said secretly: Yes! My father had written so many letters to the woman named Pan, how could he not recognize her handwriting?
From this point of view, the blood letter was indeed written by the woman named Pan.
But what puzzled Huangfu Zheng was that since she was still alive, why did she wait until fifty-seven years to find her father?
What happened during these fifty-seven years?
Why hasn't she come to find her father?
After thinking about it, Huangfu Zheng said again: "Since father said that you two once loved each other so much, why did she send a coffin to father? And also ordered people to kill the servants of my Huangfu family?"
Huangfu Xiuhu showed a wry smile.
"Perhaps, the love that once existed has long since disappeared, and now it has turned into overwhelming hatred!"
"Hate?" Huangfu was stunned.
"Yes, it's hate!"
"Back then, I didn't fulfill my promise and didn't take her away. She waited there for me all day and night, so in her heart, she must have felt that I was sorry for her!" Huangfu Xiuhu sighed.
yes!
Back then, she had so much hope of escaping from that ghost place with him.
But she never expected that after waiting there for a whole day and night, Huangfu Xiuhu disappeared...
So much so that after she was kidnapped by those extremely hateful villagers that day, she was beaten mercilessly, and finally her innocence was almost slandered by the head of the Mazi village. In anger, she picked up an ax and hacked the Mazi villager to death.
The chief, at the same time, killed the whole family of nine members of the village!
Perhaps, from that day on, the hatred was like a buried seed, planted deeply in her heart.
Thinking of this, Huangfu couldn't help but shuddered all over.
"Father, what should we do now?" Huangfu asked quickly.
Huangfu Xiuhu raised his head slightly, looked into the distance and said: "Since she is back, of course I should go see her!"
"ah?"
"Father, you can't! Since the woman named Pan misunderstood you so much, wouldn't it be extremely dangerous for you to see her?" Huangfu Zheng exclaimed.
Huangfu Xiuhu smiled.
"Some grudges have been buried in my heart for a long time, and they will eventually end!"
"Besides, it's been almost a year, and she and I have too many past events to talk about. Now that she's back, how can I not see her?"
When Huangfu heard this: "But father..."
Huangfu Xiuhu directly interrupted Huangfu Zheng's words: "Zheng'er, don't say any more! I have already made up my mind to be a father, no one can persuade me!"
After saying that, Huangfu Xiuhu suddenly straightened up.
He looked into the distance with his deep eyes, looking at the dark night in the distance. There was no trace of timidity in his eyes. On the contrary, there was more joy and expectation!
…
When these things happened in the Huangfu family, Huangfu Wanyu knew nothing about them.
She is still on the way to Jiulong Villa, and her head is still thinking about how to break up with Jiang Ning.
As for Jiang Ning, he has no idea what is happening in the Huangfu family now.
After returning from Minister Gao, Jiang Ning stayed alone in the back mountain, dazed.
"Am I sorry for the big beauty?"
"Shouldn't I have said at her house that I was her boyfriend?"
"But, damn it, was I just joking at that time? People from the Huangfu family are too serious, right?"
Jiang Ning comforted herself over and over again in her mind.
"But no matter what, Huangfu Wanyu was detained at home for more than a month because of herself!"
"And now that I have even lost my job in the National Security Bureau, what should I do?"
Jiang Ning rubbed his head hard and thought about it.
"Do I really want to go to the Huangfu family again? Explain it clearly to my parents, and that old bald donkey grandpa?"
"Why!"
"Women are such troublesome animals!"
Jiang Ning said depressedly.
"Forget it, let's wait until tomorrow!"
"I'd better practice quietly first!"
With this thought, Jiang Ning was too lazy to think about Huangfu Wanyu anymore. He sat down cross-legged and prepared to start practicing.