Chapter 392: We have already buried all our memories deeply.


Chapter 392, we have already buried all the memories deeply.
"Good luck, I dug a few wild sweet potatoes."
Just coming in, Lao Feng would happily say: "But the fruit I tasted, too sour."
Tao Xia slowly raised his head and looked toward Lao Feng. Upon hearing the voice of the old man, her nervousness eased a bit, and even laughed subconsciously: "I haven't eaten baked sweet potatoes for a long time."
Lao Feng was hesitant and tentatively asked: "Girl, can you see things?"
Tao Xiaman smiled and shook his head. "Well, I can see a little bit of things at first, but it is still very vague, like a big myopia."
Lao Feng secretly sighed and sat down. He began to bury the sweet potato in the fire and whispered: "No wonder I see you feel better."
Tao Xiaman stretched out his hands and baked the fire to make his body warmer. He nodded. "I didn't know it before. It was such a bright light. It is such an important thing."
Lao Feng did not speak.
Tao Xiaman suddenly asked at this time: "Old man, do you have a mobile phone? I want to make a call."
Lao Feng shook his head and said: "I didn't bring that kind of thing. You are going to call your family."
Tao Xia nodded and sighed: "My fiancé, I think he must be very worried about me now."
Lao Fengdao: "There is a fog in the forest. It is not safe to walk now. It is inconvenient for your foot to be injured. When the sun is out, I will take you out."
"It can only be like this." Tao Xia nodded, and then apologized: "The elderly, can't help. If it is not because of me, you don't have to stay here for one night."
Old Feng shook his head: "Nothing. Anyway, I am alone, and some people say something..."
He looked towards Tao Xiaman, and the voice was lower. "...and it is quite good."
Thinking of what the old man said before, Tao Xiaman imagined that this should be a unique lonely old man, and he had a pity. "Old man, why do you meet your daughter? Is she throwing you?"
"I was thrown by her." Old Feng shook his head. "I can't help her."
"This..." Tao Xia was hesitant, whispered: "The old man, there is no hatred between the father and the daughter, maybe you should talk to her well."
Suddenly slammed.
It was Lao Feng who broke a branch that was about to be thrown into the firewood. He said: "Is there really no overnight resentment?"
Tao Xia sighed and smiled bitterly: "Maybe... maybe I am the one who is the least qualified to say such things. I also... I haven't seen my father for a long time."
"Why don't you see him?" Old Feng's voice improved slightly.
Tao Xiaman was silent, holding his legs, his chin on his knees, and he silently looked at the fire in front of him, not knowing what to think.
Old Feng sighed, "I can't help, I asked more."
"No...nothing." Tao Xia shook his head.
She has always wanted to talk about it during this time. But she can't find someone to talk about.
The old man in front of her, she does not know, maybe just the meeting of fate... a stranger.
A person who doesn't know her past, and may not have any intersection in the future... In life, it is very suitable for strangers to talk about.
"Old man, I..." She looked up and said, "I am actually a murderer's daughter."
Old Feng’s hand trembled and slowed down the action of putting the branches. He can only slow down his breathing at this time. Because, for a moment, it made it difficult for him to breathe a sigh of relief.
"I will look down on me." Tao Xia saw that the old man suddenly silenced and seemed nervous.
"No, no." Old Feng shook his head. "How come, how come. I can't look down, only myself."
"Old man, you..."
"Nothing." Old Feng took a deep breath: "The others are others, I am me, I have no qualifications to comment on others."
Tao Xiaman smiled slightly and faintly said: "The old man, if everyone can be as wide as you, then there will probably be a lot less in the world...a lot of things."
Old Feng frowned. "You... care about the eyes of others?"
Tao Xia shook his head, but he was silent again, and slowly said: "I don't know, I really don't know. I have forgotten many things when I was young. But there are always things that I want to forget and forget. They are like Like a clock, I always remind me when I don't care... I am afraid."
"Afraid?"
Tao Xia looked up, as if to resist the tears that could easily fall out of his eyes. "Remember that my father was caught shortly... that should be the family of the victims, maybe they Really angry, maybe just want to find a place to vent your grievances..."
Tao Xia shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Can you imagine that kind of mood... It is accused of being the daughter of the murderer every day, with dirty blood on it... whether it is the teachers and students of the school or the eyes of the neighbors, It’s like being with a respectfulness. Indifference, coldness... cold and cold.

"How can they do this to you!! You are still so small!! They, they, they!"
Lao Feng’s heart was bleeding, and he said a few ‘they’ in succession, and he inserted the branches of his hand into the fire.
Tao Xiaman was shocked. "Old man, you... how excited I am."
"I..." Old Feng sighed with a sigh of relief: "I am not worth it for you! The last generation did something wrong for the older generation to bear, why should we extend hatred to the next generation?"
Tao Xia smiled bitterly and lost her voice: "Yeah... Why? Probably, the person who is hurt can only fill the hole in the heart through injury."
Inside the cave, I was quiet at once.
Only the scent of the sweet potato gradually ripened began to pervade.
"It seems to be cooked, isn't it?" Tao Xiaman whispered softly: "Good fragrance."
"I will take it for you." Lao Feng nodded and dug out the sweet potato with the branches. He quickly reached out and picked it up. Unexpectedly, the sweet potato was hot, and Lao Feng screamed painfully, and the sweet potato fell from his hand. .
"Old man, are you okay?" Tao Xia subconsciously reached out and held the finger of Lao Feng, and gently blew his breath. "So hot things, won't wait for it to pick up."
"I am too anxious." Old Feng shook his head with a smile.
Tao Xiaman suddenly stunned. She stretched her sleeves and put them on the palm of her hand, then carefully picked up the sweet potato and blew it, recalling: "I remember when my father was always like you, I always let the sweet potato burn." He has been unable to change."
"You... you remember."
"Well?" Tao Xia was a sigh of relief, as if he did not understand this.
Lao Feng whispered: "Nothing, eat it, eat it hot."
"Come on, I will give you a sigh." Tao Xiaman also smiled, and gently opened the general, and was assigned to the old Feng.
The two simply ate this kind of simple baked sweet potato and did not say anything.
Lao Feng didn't know what Tao Xiaman had to eat, but he knew that this was the most delicious meal he had eaten in the past ten years.
Chatting, eating a meal, can say laughter, see each other.
This is a meal he has been looking forward to for more than ten years.
......
I don't know when Tao Xiaman has laid down. She has suffered a lot in one day, I am afraid it is already very tired, and the breathing is gradually calming down.
Old Feng carefully looked at the pile of firewood, lest it suddenly extinguished the past.
But he still had some words to ask himself, so he said: "Girl, girl?"
"Well, I listen." Tao Xiaman yawned. "Is there something?"
Lao Feng hesitated: "Girl, don't you really want to meet your father? Maybe... he missed you too."
"I don't know..." She seemed to be sleepy, some stupid. "I'm afraid... I don't understand... how to face... I'm afraid..."
"Guo..." Lao Feng turned his head and saw that she was already tired and slept. She sighed. "Xia Man, Dad is sorry for you."
......
Old Feng went out to the firewood, and threw a small section of the dry branches and threw it away. It was already in the middle of the night. Only the daughter’s sleeping sound and the wind in the mountains accompanied him.
His inner peace is incomparable.
Old Feng suddenly approached Tao Xiaman’s side and reached out to her face gently... He wanted to touch the face gently, but he didn’t dare to really approach, for fear of a little surprise, he disturbed her dream. .
Perhaps she was doing a good dream at this time, he saw her smile when she slept.
Old von sighed and sighed slowly out of the cave. The fog outside is still strong, but the shadow of the moon can be seen in vagueness.
Lao Feng raised his head and stood still for a long time before he bit his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.
"Enough, come out." Old von whispered: "It's enough, come out, I know you are here... the boss."
The call of Lao Feng, let the boss of the club finally appeared in the night.
"The old man, call me what is the matter?" Luo Qiu asked softly.
Lao Feng looked at him and silenced for a while before he sighed: "Thank you for the meeting you arranged... enough, it is enough."
"Nothing, I said I will give you some compensation." Luo Qiu looked at the time: "Miss Xia Man's eyes will wake up after he wakes up, not to get in the way."
Lao Feng nodded. He tried to speak a few times, but he endured it.
Finally, finally he opened his mouth and whispered: "Send me back... send me back to the prison."
"Guest." Luo Qiu said: "According to the content of your transaction, it has not yet reached the agreed time. But the transaction has already started, even if you stop now, you can not get back your transaction money. But you do not stop, I You can get everything back to the original state, and you can go back and finish your wedding dress."
Old Feng shook his head: "It doesn't matter."
He looked back at the cave and reluctantly said: "Five years of life, in exchange for this dinner, this time the chat, it is already worth it. Besides, I have been outside the wind for such a long time, already It’s earned.

Old Feng Chang sighed and bitterly said: "I am too persistent, I just consider my own wishes, but I have not thought about the mood of Xia Man... Why should I, let her live a happy life, continue Going down. I... I shouldn’t, and then appear in her life."
"So..." Lao Feng came toward Luoqiu. "Give me back."
"I understand, then, as you wish."
......
When Tao Xia was woke up... she felt a little cool and woke up.
She opened her eyes and the things in front of her eyes became clear, and she was able to see everything clearly. But she could not see the old man who accompanied her for one night.
The firewood has been extinguished, the old man is not there, and only the jacket that is worn on her is left here.
Tao Xia stunned, and faintly heard the voice coming from outside... Anyone who was calling her name seemed to have many people.
She walked out of the hole and heard more noise. She also saw a helicopter in the distance hovering.
Its daybreak.
"I am here! I am here! I heard it, I am here!" She began to call out loud.
Soon after, several search team people finally found her.
Tao Xiaman looked back at the cave where he stayed for one night and felt like he was really dreaming.
(End of this chapter)
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