If Meng Xiaobao was still able to escape when faced with love before, but now facing his mother Meng Xiaobao, there is absolutely no chance of struggle.
In front of his deceased mother, Meng Xiaobao had no resistance in that kind of tenderness.
Meng Xiaobao was in a trance, and was pulled into the village by his mother.
It was dusk at this moment, and most people in the village were making fires to cook. When they saw mother pulling Meng Xiaobao back, they all said hello.
"..." Meng Xiaobao looked at these familiar people and heard the vaguely familiar voices in his ears, feeling a little unable to control himself.
When I returned to the small yard of my home, a man with dark skin just walked out. Although he was not handsome, he was still very energetic.
"Xiaobao, where did you go to play and why are you back now?"
Looking at the person in front of him, "Father...Father..." Meng Xiaobao shouted a little timidly.
Although it is not too far away from what happened back then, and he has been in a vegetative state for several years, it is like sleeping. In fact, the memory is not too fuzzy, but for some reason, Meng Xiaobao is already a little difficult now.
Let’s recall what happened back then.
"Xiaobao is playing at the beach."
The mother looked at the father in front of her, her eyes full of tenderness.
Hearing this, his father was obviously a little worried and said coldly: "Xiaobao, you are not allowed to play outside so late in the evening. Also, the beach is too dangerous. You are not allowed to go there in the future unless an adult follows you. Do you understand?
"
Although there was no blame in his words, and Meng Xiaobao was no longer a child, he still felt a few beats in his heart when he heard his father's scolding. Maybe this was the weight of his father's love.
Seeing that Meng Xiaobao remained silent, his father's expression once again became a little dull: "Didn't you hear what I said?"
Father frowned and shouted.
This time, Meng Xiaobao couldn't help but take a few steps back, obviously frightened.
Seeing this, the mother quickly stepped forward and said, "Okay, please stop saying a few words! Xiaobao may be sick today, so don't scold him."
As soon as he heard this, his father, who was still a little panicked, suddenly became so cautious, with a nervous look on his face: "What?
Are you sick? Let me take a look quickly?"
Father touched Meng Xiaobao's cheek and forehead: "It seems a little hot, maybe because of the wind and cold, but it's okay. I'll go to the town to buy some medicine for him to drink and he'll be fine."
After saying that, my father went back to the house, took out a small frame, and went into the small forest not far away.
Under the care of his mother, Meng Xiaobao returned to the house and lay on the bed.
Meng Xiaobao lay on the bed and looked outside. His mother was cleaning up the house and preparing dinner, while his father went out to buy medicine. Thinking of this, his eyes turned red, a warm family, loving parents, this was mainly what he was satisfied with.
But now, even though he knows that this is just an illusion, how can he be willing to destroy it all?
After a long while, Meng Xiaobao sighed, closed his eyes and gradually fell asleep.
Time flies, such days pass very quickly and very happily. In the blink of an eye, Meng Xiaobao has stayed in the small village for more than ten days. Every morning, his father goes to sea to fish at dawn, while his mother goes to sea.
I took care of the housework at home and handled everything in an orderly manner. The family of three lived a very happy life.
Meng Xiaobao was immersed in it and couldn't extricate himself. Many things seemed to have been forgotten lightly. Now Meng Xiaobao has basically substituted himself into his childhood.
Time passed rapidly, the world changed drastically, and in Meng Xiaobao's trance, everything seemed to be changing at an accelerated pace.
And many things began to become very sudden. My elder brother who had never appeared before suddenly appeared, and the so-called sea began to dissipate.
It seemed that everything had returned to its original state. On this day, I went out for a ride with my eldest brother and my parents.
On this day, Meng Xiaobao was constantly worried, as if something was going to happen today.
Finally, Meng Xiaobao woke up.
Yes, he remembered, today was the day of the accident. His eldest brother, father and mother were gone, and he was the only one left, and he became a vegetable...
Looking at the scenery outside the window, Meng Xiaobao sighed suddenly, and the Taoist sword appeared in his hand. This sudden scene made everyone present very puzzled.
"Xiaobao, when did you become able to do magic? Where did you hide such a long sword?"
Meng Xiaobao, the eldest brother Dabao, was also very curious as he watched the performance. When did his little brother become so powerful?
"This is not magic, this is my sword!"
Yes! All of this has passed, and there is no way it can be undone no matter what you do.
"Stop the car!"
Meng Xiaobao's heart sank, he opened the car door and jumped out.
"Okay, stop pretending. I have to say that you are really accurate. My family is indeed the biggest weakness in my heart. However, no matter how you change it, it is already a given that people cannot be resurrected after death.
It’s a fact. I have to say thank you. If it weren’t for you, I wouldn’t be able to feel the warmth of my family again!”
Meng Xiaobao's figure swayed, and his form gradually recovered. He got a Tao sword in his hand that exuded a cold sword light.
"It seems you have finally come out. I was worried that you wouldn't be able to come out. It seems it was my fault."
A figure gradually appeared.
After his figure was completely stabilized, another Meng Xiaobao appeared in front of him.
"Who are you?"
Meng Xiaobao said in a deep voice.
Hearing this, Meng Xiaobao in front of him shook his head slightly: "Have you forgotten?
I am the truest you in your heart. Have you forgotten what I said to you before?
It’s just that for some reason I was able to show up.”
Meng Xiaobao seemed to have gone back to the future. He had had a dream before, and that time he also met a different version of himself.
"It's you?"
Meng Xiaobao in front of him nodded slightly: "My mission has been completed. I am you in the past and you in the future. It's just that you have come out now, so my fate is over. You must take good care of yourself in the future.
As you move on, from now on, you will be your true self."
After finishing speaking, Meng Xiaobao in front of him began to gradually disappear.
Meng Xiaobao himself felt a touch of sadness, a feeling that he couldn't explain or understand.
"What is this...Why do I feel a little uncomfortable? I don't understand, I don't know..."
In a daze, Meng Xiaobao returned to the hall again.