Shrouding the Heavens

\ "It's rainy day again, the joints hurt a bit, people are really old. The family is very cold, I heard the cry of the neighbor's children, and I thought of Xiaofan when he was a child."

\ "The old man said nothing, but I know he misses Xiaofan more than I do. He often yells his name when he sleeps at night. When he turns on the light several times, we all see muddy tears on his face. We are really old."

The diary has turned yellow, and every page of Ye Fan has tears rolling down. It is filled with thoughts about him and bears their love.

\ "Dad, Mom!" Ye Fan could n’t help crying. After experiencing so many hardships and sufferings in Beidou, he never shed tears, but now that he came back, he could n’t help it anymore, and the tears kept rolling.

The dusty diary, which seemed to weigh more than a million, made his hands shake. He was sour in his heart. His elderly parents and his bleak old age were all calling his name, but when he woke up he only had cold tears.

\ "New Year ’s Eve, as always, still only the two of us, if Xiao Fan came back suddenly and appeared by his side, how great it should be."

\ "Fifteen, the Lantern Festival has arrived, and should have been reunited, but the family is very deserted. We slept early, but we have been insomnia until dawn, the waist and legs are very painful, the body is not good, I do n’t know if it can Wait a few years for Xiaofan. "

Ye Fan cried and knelt on the ground, holding this diary with tears and thoughts in his hands. His body was shaking, and his words were heart-wrenching, making him feel bad.

How did the two old people come over these years? His tears blurred his eyes, and the pages of yellowed paper carried too much, heavier than the mountain.

The last page of the diary, which ended ten years ago, had only a few words on it, and their bodies were gone. I thought he was in a trance, and it was difficult for the two old people to say a few words for a few days, which made me depressed.

Ye Fan's heart was as painful as the knife cut. He grabbed his hair and knelt on the ground in pain. He wished to turn back the time and return to that moment just to make them smile.

This is a diary ten years ago, but what is left here today? There is only dust and no anger. Ye Fan's brain thundered, and the whole figure lost its soul.

He knew that some things were destined to have no ending, but he was still unwilling. He roared like a beast and gave out the same sorrowful injuries.

\ "Dad, Mom!"

He yelled in the sky, tears were falling like rain, and he caught the void, trying to save something, but he could do nothing.

Searched frantically, searching every corner, but everything would make him more sad, moldy and damp bedroom, simple furniture, spoiled surface, all of which shows that the old man's life in the old age is not enough.

Finally, he saw a lot of neatly packed clothes in a relatively new wardrobe, and each one was well preserved, then ... "belongs to him!

Yeni choked, rubbed his hands, slammed his head on the ground, knelt there, unwilling to get up, his thumping ground.

Although he tried his best to control it, there were still cracks spreading out. This was an unacceptable ending. He wanted to shout loudly.

Regardless of everything, from the Big Dipper field, just to meet again today, and appeared beside the old man, but after all, it was too late.

Ye Fan burst into tears and cried out constantly, calling her parents, like a child, with tears in her eyes, feeling like she had lost the whole world.

If the enemies of the star field of Beidou will know, they will be very puzzled. How can this person who is harder than iron and ruthless to shoot have such a side?

I don't know how long it has passed. Ye Fan's heart is empty. He has no eyes and sits motionless with his knees.

After reading his diary and reading everything in his home, he was already able to infer that his parents' bodies were out of support ten years ago, and he can guess the ending.

Ye Fanru was a wounded child, curled up in three corners, did not move a day and night, eyes hollow, staring blankly at every item in the house.

It wasn't until the next day that he stood up, going to uncover the last scar of his soul and face the brutal bleeding.

He walked out slowly, looking at the sky, feeling that everything was gray, even the sun seemed to lose its luster, everything was so depressed.

Looking at the old courtyard house, he was silent in his heart. At that time, he left a lot of money to his parents. Since Taishan disappeared, the house, car, deposit, etc. should belong to the two old people. Why is their life not good?

According to the standard of living at that time, those he left behind were enough for ordinary people to moisturize for several lifetimes.

Prices are rising, inflation? Ten dollars in ten years is about the same as the purchasing power of one dollar in the nineties. But even after more than two decades have passed, prices have been ridiculous and inflation has become more severe, and those properties are enough for them to enjoy their old age.

Ye Fan shook his head and no one was there anymore. He was still looking for what to do. He was almost desperate to face the final result.

He wants to check where his parents went on the day after the diary was interrupted, and he wants to see everything they have done.

For this reason, he decided not to hesitate to manifest his magical powers, to enter some relevant departments, to disregard the shocking world, and to read everything.

First of all, he released a powerful consciousness, pinched the memory of some people in this courtyard house, searched for it carefully, and then erased the trace of his shot.

He never imagined that he actually got a clue that is extremely valuable to overseas Chinese. Someone took his parents who were out of health ten years ago and was a woman.

These people don't know who the woman is, only her surname Xu, because when she got on the bus, his parents called her Xiao Xiao.

A woman with the surname of Xu, Ye Fan moved in his heart. In his life, the people he knew had intersects with him, and the only one named by her parents was her.

Thought of this woman, Ye Fan was stunned for a while, and then sighed sighed, what could be more than twenty years later, what time it was so ruthless, changed many things.

Xu Qiong, a woman who had left a heavy touch of color in his life, didn't know what it would be like to meet again after twenty years.

Leaving this suburb, he opened his magical powers, entered some relevant departments, consulted archives, etc., searched for some important things, and learned where Xu Qiong lived.

After graduating from university, he and Li Xiaoman also came to an end. More than a year later, he met a woman named Xu Qiong, and had been in contact for two years.

From being as plain as water, to knowing two years and becoming a good friend, and then ... there will be no more, because there is no beginning, it is all over.

If there was no such party, if he did not go to Mount Tai, if he did not disappear from this world, there might be many stories behind it.

In this city of centuries of gold, being able to own a villa is a dream that many people cannot achieve in their lifetime, especially here-Xishan.

West Mountain is the general name of the city's Zhushan, with a superior geographical location and beautiful scenery, especially famous for the ancient temples. The adjacent scenic area, in the scenic area, is known as the Royal Plate.

Ye Fan came not far from a single-family house, quietly watching the weather is very cold, the leaves of the trees have long fallen, you can see this place is very particular, viewing and living are good locations.

There were no waves, and no accident happened. He found Xu Qiong's residence very smoothly, which was the single villa in front.

In the distance, a car came slowly and came down from the car with a graceful woman. She was so familiar that Ye Fan felt a shock in her heart. That was Xu Qiong.

She is well maintained. Although she has already passed Fenghua Zhengmao's age, she is well maintained and has a more mature and stable.

Ye Fan was stunned and thought of a lot of past events. The beautiful woman at that time loved to talk and laugh and was very cheerful, but now the temperament is completely different.

The lost years and the lost youth have changed a lot. If they were not here, he would not dare to recognize him.

\ "Mom." The door on the other side opened, and a 16-year-old girl got off the bus. The bounce was very lively and beautiful. It was very similar to Xu Qiong 20 years ago.

In the distance, Ye Fan stayed. After so many years, the once girl was already a mother. Having such a big daughter made her feel mixed and stood on the spot.

\ "Years." He spit out these three words slowly.

In the distance, Xu Qiong was just looking forward. When he saw him, his handbag fell to the ground all at once, the expression on his face froze, and he looked here in surprise.

Then, she looked very excited, extended her finger to Ye Fan, and murmured in her mouth: \ "You ..." You ... "You are ..."

\ "Mom, what ’s the matter with you?" The girl bypassed the front of the car, ran to the front, hugged one of her arms, shook her anxiously, and then looked here with her eyes.

After so many years, Ye Fan's appearance remained unchanged, even a few years younger than before, and came silently to face her.

\"Is that you? \ "Xu Qiong asked with a tremble.

\ "It's me." Ye Fan nodded.

Meeting in this way, many words are difficult to export for a while, the two are silently opposed, and the mood is ups and downs.

\ "Go in and say." Xu Qiong calmed down a little later.

\ "Mom, who is he?" The girl next to her whispered.

After entering the living room, Xu Qiong said: \ "Xu Ye, go to your own room, I will say something to this uncle."

\ "What uncle, is just a few years older than me. \" Xu Ye wrinkled his nose dissatisfied, some playful and provocative opening said: \ "Hey, who are you, little fart boy?" Not disgusting, it looks very lively.

\ "Go back to your room. \" Xu Qiong turned his face.

\"okay."

The living room was quiet, and neither of them spoke. For Xu Qiong, Ye Fan's appearance was too shocking.

There was a suffocating silence, and after a long time Xu Qiong said, \ "These years ..." Where did you go? "

\ "Very far away, as far as my hard work, nine deaths and a lifetime, I have not come back until now." Ye Fan said bitterly.

Xu Qiong sighed and said: \ "I have n’t waited for you for too long. I have been in contact for two years and only two years. People always want to live."

Ye Fan nodded. Reality is not a novel, people have to survive [eternal life], life, what kind of hard work is waiting for a life, that is not realistic, but a beautiful story, people always have to move forward.

He didn't know how Xu Qiong brought his parents here. What must have happened there, there are some stories.

\ "Xu Qiong, my father alas ... \" ", Ye Fan trembled.

\ "It would be nice if you came back three years earlier."

Ye Fanru was struck by lightning, and the whole person leaned on the sofa weakly, feeling dimly. Although he had expected it, when he heard such a reply from his own ears, he still fell as if falling down into the abyss. Controlled roll-off.

Xu Qiong got up and took him into a room, telling him that this was the last place where the two old people had lived. Three years ago, one after the other, they passed away one month after another.

Ye Fan knelt there, silently weeping, grabbed the bed sheet violently, wanted to feel everything about them, and capture the breath of being.

\ "They do miss you so much, every night they will hum softly the song that you used to coax you into when you were a child, touch the photos of your childhood ..."

\ "Especially, when they are unable to move and ca n’t move anymore, they are holding the yellowed photo album, fearing that they will lose it ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ In the last days, they rubbed their hands with rough hands Stared at your photo ... "

Ye Fan couldn't bear it anymore, knelt down on the ground, pressed his head against the bed, and cried out in mourning.

In the past twenty years, all the efforts have finally become empty. After all, I couldn't see my parents. My heart was full of grief and grief, and there were endless regrets.

The pain of tearing the heart and the lungs, tears like a stream of water, blurred his eyes, Ye Fan's fingers were almost broken, he could not accept this result.

Xu Qiong retreated, leaving him alone in the room, in a trance, Ye Fan felt a warmth and call.

\ "Xiaofan you are back ..."

Ye Fan's liver and intestines are broken, his mouth murmured, weeping blood word by word, chanting the man's sutra, and never thought he would read it for his parents.

Alas, with a sigh, I actually do n’t want to write that, but I think it ’s too vulgar for one person to get the way, relatives, parents, and even chickens and dogs. In fact, after writing this chapter, I was not feeling well. Well, looking at the brothers and sisters who still have feelings, please support them by casting a monthly ticket.