When Song Ci went out impatiently, he saw a circle of monsters around the door, and two young men standing in the center.
When his eyes touched the two, he froze.
A man in plain robe, black hair curled up with dark wood, handsome face with a stubborn arrogance, Song Ci is no longer familiar with this look, it is his dear cousin, Liang Yanbei.
Standing beside him was Tsing Yi's zen, white crown on his head, and Bi Pei on his waist. Perhaps there was a bad atmosphere around him, and his look was sharp at this time.
When Song Ci stepped out, the two looked together.
Probably no one expected that the deceased would meet again at such a time, and they all lived in the same place.
It was Wenchen who first reacted. His eyes were bent, his eyes seemed to be covered with spring snow and white snow, so bright that he felt a touch of warmth, unexpectedly, "Brother Shuhong, why are you here?"
When Mo Yan, who was stepping on Liang Yanbei's feet, saw him, he cried loudly, "King! King, save me!"
"King?" Liang Yanbei looked at Song Ci in surprise, and loosened his feet and walked towards Song Ci.
I haven't seen it for several years, but Liang Yanbei didn't show birth at all. He sticks up as usual. "Cousin, are you living in a forest?"
In four years, Liang Yanbei's weight has risen again, and he has grown into a mature male form. Feng Jun is unparalleled. In Song Ci's eyes, Liang Yanbei has an inexplicable hint of oppression. do not come!"
Liang Yanbei stopped subconsciously, but was very dissatisfied. "So fierce? I haven't seen it for a few years and don't want me?"
Complaining but couldn't stop, "In four years, you haven't even been home once. No matter how far I and Achan go, they will return home once a year. But you haven't heard for so long, cousin, Why didn't I find you so cruel before, uncle ... "
Song Ci waved his hands irritably, and he felt that the breath on Liang Yanbei's body was overwhelming, and turned his body to the side. "You step back and talk!"
He had previously suspected that the God of War feast north had a connection with Liang Yanbei. Now it seems that the connection is not small. It is very likely that Liang Yanbei is a descendant of Qinglong, but somehow came to the human realm.
Also became his cousin.
However, even if he became a mortal, Liang Yanbei was quite tricky. He put on a look to get close, but it made Song Ci feel a little overwhelmed.
Wen Zen saw that Song Ci was a bit wrong, and he stepped forward, "Brother Shuhong, have you not returned home for four years, do you have any distress?"
Song Ci looked at him. The scene I saw in a dream a few days ago was clear little by little. The negative emotions in his heart were pouring out, and he was unconsciously angry.
"What do you do ?!" he angered.
Wen Zen did not expect that his reaction would be so great, some were scared, and foolishly said, "Because ... we are friends."
"And him." Wen Zen pushed Liang Yanbei a bit. "He is your brother."
Song Ci froze abruptly, he looked at Wen Zen, the sharpness in his eyes softened instantly.
Wen Zen always seems to be like this, he is always gentle like the spring breeze that is about to enter the summer, and he is kind to everyone, but he knows it very well. When he is close to the real people, he always has infinite Patience and tolerance, even the eyes are clearly close.
The winter of that year, but the unrefined Zen that had not been seen for half a month, made Song Ci feel strange, but now, unrecognized Zen for four years has made him feel familiar.
He suddenly felt the almost invisible friendship between him and Wen Zen, even if it had not been seen for a long time, when they met again, nothing had changed.
"Cousin, do you have any anger at me?" Liang Yanbei stepped forward. "It's a big deal. You've hit me for a while. If you haven't come home for a long time, you should lose any anger. Uncle's body can't bear You go back and see him for the last time. "
"What did you say?" Song Ci was taken aback by surprise.
"After you left home, Uncle and Auntie quarrel never broke, Uncle's body is not as good as the day, this time we return ..." Liang Yanbei sighed, "just to participate in Uncle's funeral."
After Song Ci's initial surprise passed, complicated emotions erupted. His heart was wrapped in a layer of hard iron, and he said in astringent voice, "I don't want to see me when I go back to do anything."
As soon as the words fell, his hand was suddenly pulled, Song resigned and saw Rong Bai knowing when he had come to him. There was a warm light in his eyes, and he said to Song, "Go back and look."
Wen Zen is the one who knows the least about his family, so do n’t ask others to be more attentive. He said in a deep voice,
Brother Shuhong, father and mother are here, life is still here, father and mother go, and life is the only return , Farewell now, you go back and take a look. "
"Big King ..." Mo Qiong is a big filial son. I saw several people persuading Song to resign. Although I didn't understand anything, I could listen to it and wanted to follow along.
"Shut up." Song Ci interrupted him, finally slackening. "I just go back and take a look."
Rong Bai originally wanted to wait for him to come back in the house, but Song Ci insisted on taking him with him, stubbornly holding his hand and never shy away.
Song Ci on the road asked how Liang Yanbei found it. Liang Yanbei said that he saw the bunny demon stealing other people's money for several days in the capital and thought it was an organization. So he followed and found Song Ci. location.
Song Ci was also concerned. After all, the three rabbits were not abducted or stolen once or twice, but Liang Yanbei and Wen Zen thought he had become a bandit leader, his character became irritable, and he did not dare to say too much to stimulate him.
Song Ci has not returned for four years. The changes in the capital are not small. Many familiar shops have changed their faces, but the familiar streets are still the same.
Because of his identity, Wen Zen brought a mask before entering the city and walked across the street and nine streets. Many people recognized Song Ci, but when he saw his face not only became younger but also more refined, he Dare not to rush forward to say hello. Lazy listen to books www.lanren9.com
When he came to Liang Fu, Song Ci calmly looked up at the old door plaque, but his slightly trembling hand leaked his heart. Rong Bai glanced at him and rubbed the back of his hand with his thumb in appeasement.
Liang Fu is more deserted than before. There are still two guards in front of the door. They seem to be new. They don't know Song Ci.
The house couldn't even see the change, but there were a lot fewer people coming and going. Liang Yanbei stopped one at random and asked, "What about uncle and aunt?"
"The master rests in the room, and the lady prays in the backyard."
Liang Yanbei turned to Song and said, "Cousin, let's go and see Auntie first. Uncle is seriously ill, I'm afraid I can't stand the stimulus."
Song Ci was a little impatient and nodded casually.
Although the house is still the same, the people in the house almost changed, and after walking down a circle, no one recognized him as the master of the house.
The strange alienation made Song Ci want to leave here immediately.
But he forcibly resisted, and followed people to the backyard.
Song Ci subconsciously rejected this place, which was built by his mother after Liang Shuli was killed that year, and she went to the hall every day and night to pray for Liang Shuli's blessing.
There were only two guards at the gate, one was the elder sister-in-law, and the other was the young niece.
The old man was an old man in the house, and the moment he saw Song Ci, he screamed almost immediately, startling several people.
The hall was extremely quiet. Only the soft sound of Muyu was disturbed by the old scream, and the old and tired voice of Mrs. Liang came out in the hall. "What is shouting?"
The old lady knelt down suddenly, and the old tears shouted in tears, "Madam! It's the young master back! The young master is back!"
There was a panic sound in the hall, and then the sound of running, the curtain of the hall door was suddenly opened, Mrs. Liang leaned out half of her body, panic glanced in front of several people, and immediately fixed on Song Ci .
When Song Ci saw his mother, his heart was shaken firmly.
He could hardly recognize who the person was in front of her. She cut off a beautiful piece of green silk and was dressed in plain clothes. Because she was too anxious to run, she didn't even wear her shoes. Her good-looking face became rough and old at the moment. More than ten years old.
This is still different from that charm. Mrs. Liang's manners are so different. Mrs. Liang in front of her is old and embarrassed.
The moment she saw Song Ci, before she opened her eyes, tears shed in her red eyes, and she walked barefoot to Song Ci and hugged her indiscriminately. She cried as if she had exhausted her strength and opened her mouth. One sentence was, "My resignation! You're finally back! Mother knows something wrong!"
Song Ci had a moment of suffocation, as if a thousand-ton stone was pressed against his chest, and he had great difficulty breathing, Mrs. Liang's hands were tightly held, as if she was afraid he would go again.
He couldn't accept his mother to look like this for a short time. In the past, she obviously had beautiful long hair, often wearing beautiful buns and delicate jade badges.
She shouldn't be like this.
Madam Liang was distraught, crying and kneeling down, "I'm sorry for you, I'll never quarrel with you, and never make you unhappy again, it's all my fault! It's all my fault!"
No matter how much resentment and resentment was in Song Ci's heart, he just wanted Mrs. Liang to apologize. The grievances of more than two decades have melted in Mrs. Liang's weeping apology.
It's just that it's too late. It should have appeared when Liang Shuli was killed, or it sounded when Mrs. Liang looked coldly at him, or when Mrs. Liang said loudly that he was not as good as Liang Shuli .
Song Ci's forgiveness is so easy, not because of how broad-minded he is, nor because of his docile nature, but because of the closeness in his blood that is closely connected to Mrs. Liang.
It was his family, his love that could not be separated in this world.
A little redness appeared between his eyebrows, and it disappeared instantly, and the suffocation circling in his eyes disappeared. He held Madam Liang's body with his backhand, tears quickly blurred his eyes, and slipped from the corner of his eyes. Mrs. Liang cried.
Suddenly he remembered, where exactly did he accidentally eat the demon fruit four years ago.
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