Chapter nine hundred and thirty fifth unbearable ending
Chapter 935 The Unbearable Ending
"It's a rainy day again, my joints are aching, and I'm really getting old. It's very cold at home, and when I hear the cries of the neighbor's children, I think of Xiaofan's childhood again."
"The old man didn't say anything, but I knew that he missed Xiaofan more than me. He often called his name when he went to bed at night. I turned on the light several times and saw muddy tears on his face. We are really old."
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The diary has turned yellow, and Ye Fan sheds tears every time he turns a page. It is filled with thoughts and thoughts for him, and carries their love.
"Dad, Mom!" Ye Fan couldn't help crying. He had experienced so many hardships and suffered so many hardships in Beidou and he had never shed tears. But now that he was back, he could no longer hold back and the tears kept rolling down.
The dusty diary seemed to weigh more than ten thousand pounds, making his hands tremble. He felt sour in his heart, his old parents, and his desolate old age were all calling his name in his sleep, but when he woke up, he only felt cold.
tears.
"It's Chinese New Year. As usual, it's still just the two of us. It would be great if Xiaofan suddenly came back and appeared by my side."
"It's fifteenth, and the Lantern Festival is here. We should be reunited, but the house is very deserted. We went to bed early, but we couldn't sleep until dawn. Our waist and legs hurt, and our bones were not working anymore. I didn't know how we could wait.
Xiaofan years."
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Ye Fan cried loudly and knelt on the ground, holding this diary that condensed tears and longings. His body was shaking, and the words were heartbreaking and made him feel distressed.
How did the two old people get through these years? Tears blurred his eyes. The yellowed pages of paper carried too much and were heavier than mountains.
The last page of the diary ended ten years ago. There were only a few sentences on it. Their health was failing and he was in a trance. The two old men could not speak a few words for several days and became depressed and ill.
Ye Fan's heart hurt as much as a knife. He grabbed his hair hard and knelt on the ground in pain. He wished he could turn back time and go back to that moment, just to make them smile.
This was a diary from ten years ago. What is left here now? There is only dust and no life at all. Ye Fan’s head was pounding, and his whole person seemed to have lost his soul.
He knew that some things were destined to be unable to change the outcome, but he still refused to give in and roared like a wild beast, letting out a sad howl as if he was hurt.
"Dad, Mom!"
He looked up to the sky and screamed, tears streaming down his face, and he clawed at the void with all his strength, trying to save something, but he couldn't do anything.
He searched frantically, searching every corner, but everything made him more sad. The moldy and damp bedroom, simple furniture, and spoiled instant noodles all showed that the two old people lived a very poor life in their later years.
Finally, he saw many neat stacks of clothes in a relatively new wardrobe. Each piece was well-preserved, and... they all belonged to him!
Ye Fan choked, rubbed his trembling hands, hit his head on the ground, knelt there, unwilling to get up, and beat the ground hard.
Although he tried his best to control it, cracks still spread out. This was an unacceptable ending, and he wanted to shout loudly.
Regardless of everything, I set off from the Beidou Star Territory just to meet again today and appear by the old man's side, but it was too late after all.
Ye Fan cried loudly and kept crying, calling for his parents, like a child, with tears flowing down his face, feeling as if he had lost the whole world.
If the enemies of the Beidou Star Territory knew about it, they would definitely be puzzled. How could this person with a heart as hard as iron and ruthless actions have such a side?
I don't know how much time passed, but Ye Fan's heart was empty, his eyes were dull, and he sat there motionless with his knees in his arms.
After reading the diary and seeing everything at home, he could already deduce that his parents' health failed ten years ago, and he could guess the ending.
Ye Fan was like an injured child, huddled in a corner, not moving all day and night, his eyes empty, staring blankly at every item in the room.
It wasn't until the next day that he stood up to uncover the last spiritual scars and face the cruel and bleeding pain.
He slowly walked out and looked at the sky, feeling that everything was dark, even the sun had lost its brilliance, and everything was so depressing.
Looking at the old courtyard, he felt silent in his heart. He left a lot of money to his parents back then. Since Taishan disappeared, the house, car, savings, etc. should all belong to the two old people. Why are their lives not good?
According to the living standards at that time, what he left behind was enough for ordinary people to live a few lifetimes.
Are prices rising? Inflation? Ten yuan in 10 years has about the same purchasing power as one yuan in the 1990s. But even after more than 20 years, prices are outrageous and inflation is getting worse. Those assets are still enough for them to enjoy their old age.
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Ye Fan shook his head. No one was there anymore, and he still wanted to ask what he was doing. He was almost desperate to face the final result.
He wanted to find out where his parents went in the days after the diary was interrupted, and he wanted to see the last of them. To this end, he decided to show his magical power, enter some relevant departments, and check everything regardless of shocking the world.
First, he released his powerful spiritual consciousness, searched the memories of some people in this courtyard, searched carefully, and then erased the traces of his actions.
He never thought that he would actually get an extremely valuable clue. Someone took away his parents who were in failing health ten years ago. It was a woman.
These people didn't know who the woman was, they only knew her surname was Xu because his parents called her Xiao Xu when they got in the car.
A woman named Xu moved Ye Fan's heart. Among the people he knew in his life, she was the only one he had ever interacted with and whose parents called her that.
Thinking of this woman, Ye Fan was stunned for a while, and then sighed softly, more than twenty years have passed, what else can be done, time is so ruthless and has changed many things.
Xu Qiong, a woman who had left a strong touch of color in his life, had been separated for more than 20 years, and he didn't know what it would be like to meet again.
Leaving this suburb, he used his magical powers, entered some relevant departments, checked files, etc., searched for some important things, and learned where Xu Qiong lived.
After graduating from college, he and Li Xiaoman also came to an end. More than a year later, he met a woman named Xu Qiong, and they dated for two years.
From being as ordinary as water, to knowing each other for two years and becoming very good friends, and then... there was no more, because it was over again before it even started.
If there hadn't been that party, if he hadn't gone to Mount Tai, if he hadn't disappeared from this world, maybe there would have been many stories later.
In this city of B, where land is at a premium, owning a villa is an impossible dream for many people, especially here - Xishan.
Xishan is the general name for the mountains in the western part of City B. It has an advantageous geographical location and beautiful scenery. It is especially famous for its ancient temples. It is adjacent to the scenic spot and is in the scenic spot. It is known as the Royal Sector.
Ye Fan came to a single-family villa not far away and looked at it quietly. The weather was very cold and the leaves on the trees had already fallen off. It could be seen that this place was very particular. It was a good location for viewing and living.
There were no disturbances and no accidents. He successfully found Xu Qiong's residence, which was the single-family villa in front of him.
In the distance, a car drove slowly, and a graceful woman got out of the car. She was so familiar that Ye Fan was shocked. It was Xu Qiong.
She is well-maintained. Although she is already past her prime, there are not many traces of time, and she has a kind of maturity and stability.
Ye Fan was in a daze and remembered many past events. The beautiful woman back then loved to talk and laugh, and was very cheerful, but now her temperament is completely different.
Those passing years, that passing youth, have changed a lot. If they hadn't met here, he would not dare to recognize each other.
"Mom." The car door on the other side opened, and a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl got out of the car. She was jumping up and down, very lively and beautiful, very similar to Xu Qiong more than twenty years ago.
In the distance, Ye Fan was stunned. After so many years, the girl he once was was now a mother. With such a big daughter, he had mixed feelings in his heart and stood silently on the spot.
"Years." He slowly spit out these three words.
In the distance, Xu Qiong happened to look over and saw him. Her handbag suddenly fell to the ground. The expression on her face suddenly froze, and she looked here in surprise.
Then, with an extremely excited expression, she stretched out her hand, pointed at Mark, and murmured: "You...you...you are..."
"Mom, what's wrong with you?" The girl quickly walked around the car, ran closer, hugged one of her arms, shook her worriedly, and then followed her gaze and looked here.
After so many years, Ye Fan's appearance has not changed, and he is even a few years younger than before. He silently came closer and faced her.
"Really...is it you?" Xu Qiong asked tremblingly.
"It's me." Ye Fan nodded.
In such a meeting, many words were difficult to say for a while. The two of them silently confronted each other, and their emotions were ups and downs.
"Go in and talk." Xu Qiong calmed down a little and said.
"Mom, who is he?" the girl next to him asked softly.
After entering the living room, Xu Qiong said: "Xu Ye, go to your own room and I will have a few words with this uncle."
"What uncle? You are only a few years older than me." Xu Ye wrinkled his nose in dissatisfaction, and said in a playful and provocative voice: "Hey, who are you, little brat?" With a joking tone, it was not surprising.
Disgusted and seemed very lively.
"Go back to your room." Xu Qiong said with a straight face.
"Oh, okay."
The living room became quiet, and neither of them spoke. For Xu Qiong, Ye Fan's appearance was too shocking.
There was a suffocating silence for a while, and then Xu Qiong spoke up and said, "Where have you been these past years?"
"It's so far, so far that I tried my best and narrowly escaped death, but I didn't come back until now." Ye Fan said bitterly.
Xu Qiong sighed softly and said: "I didn't wait for you too long. We have known each other for two years, and I have only waited for two years. People have to live."
Ye Fan nodded. Reality is not a novel. People have to survive and live. Waiting for a lifetime is not realistic. It is just a beautiful story. People must move forward.
He didn't know how Xu Qiong brought her parents here, what must have happened, there were some stories.
"Xu Qiong, my parents..." Ye Fan said tremblingly.
"It would have been better if you had come back three years earlier."
Ye Fanru was struck by lightning, and he leaned on the sofa helplessly, feeling in a daze. Although he had expected it, when he heard such a reply with his own ears, he still felt like he had fallen into an abyss.
Controlled roll down.
Xu Qiong got up, took him into a room, and told him that this was the last place where the two old people lived. They passed away three years ago, one after the other, less than a month apart.
Ye Fan knelt there, crying silently, clutching the sheets tightly, wanting to feel everything about them and capture the breath of their existence.
"They really miss you. Every night they will hum softly the songs that put you to sleep when you were a child, and touch the photos of you when you were a child..."
"Especially, when they are in bad health and can no longer move, they hold on to the yellowed photo album for fear of losing it."
"In the last days, they rubbed it with their rough hands and stared at your photos with cloudy eyes..."
Ye Fan couldn't bear it anymore, he knelt on the ground, rested his head on the bed, and cried out in grief.
For more than twenty years, all his efforts were in vain. After all, he could not see his parents. He was heartbroken, full of sadness and sorrow, and had endless regrets!
Heartbreaking pain, tears welling up, blurring his eyes, Ye Fan's fingers almost broke, he could not accept this result.
Xu Qiong withdrew, leaving him alone in the room. In a daze, Ye Fan felt a kind of warmth and call.
"Xiaofan, are you back..."
Ye Fan's heart was broken, and he murmured in his mouth, weeping blood every word, reciting the Sutra of Savior. He never thought that he would recite it for his parents. Every word was burned into the void, and his sadness and grief were burned into the room.
Alas, I sighed. Actually, I don’t want to write like this. It takes time, effort and trouble to do it so late. But I feel that it is too vulgar for a person to achieve enlightenment, and his relatives, parents, and even chickens and dogs to ascend to heaven. After writing this chapter, I don’t feel good at all.
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