Heavenly Star

(One leaf returns home, one fire leaves home.)

“Chen, go and see your grandfather first. After your accident, he has always believed that it was because of him that he buried your life. He suffered in self-reproach. He resigned from everything three years ago. He is no longer in the middle of nowhere. He keeps flowers and weeds all the time. Now that you're back, he can finally...” Think of Ye Fu, Ye Wei's heart is a bit sour.

Ye Wuchen said: “Father, let's go together. ”

Ye Fu's yard layout was relatively ancient, but compared to many of the obviously quieter impressions of Ye no Chen, after walking in, no one was seen, but heard the call of various birds.

Ye Fu sat on a hardwood chair, fully focused on feeding a bird in the cage, unheard of Ye Wei and Ye Wuchen's proximity. Ye Wei bent down and lowered his voice: “Father. ”

“What's the matter?” Ye Angry didn't lift his head either, plain way. At this time, he was much older than Leaf without the impression of Chen. Three years later, it was as if he had suddenly aged ten years. He couldn't help but begin to wonder if it would be more beneficial or harmful for the Ye family after entering the Ye family. The greatest harm in the world to a craven old man like Ye Fu is not death, but affection.

“Grandpa, I'm back.” Ye Wuchen, who had a shame in his heart, summoned with a very light voice, only afraid that the voice was too loud and shocked the old man.

Ye Fu trembled all over his body, his hands and whole body were stiff there, there was no more movement, and a slight call made him unable to believe his ears, so he stayed there, as if the time was suddenly rated.

Yevy's heart is filled with comfort, more sour and bitter. For the past three years, in the huge center of pain and self-reproach, if the grey father came, his heart twitched every time he saw it.

Ye Anger raised his head and looked at Ye Wuchen with a constant shivering gaze. At this moment, he began to be unable to trust his eyes. This john horse half-life, magnificent, feared by countless people, respected and respected by countless people, General Ye Lao, at this moment completely without the daily pressure and calm, obscene old eyes began to blur gradually, like something stuck in the voice, trembling lips, but not a word, not a voice.

“Father, Chen is back! He's not dead! Chen is not dead! He fell into a broken soul, but he didn't die, he came back alive, and now he's right in front of you! Father, Chen is not dead!” Ye Wei shouted forcefully in the degenerate Ye Fu's ear to remind his father that everything was not a hallucination, and why not release the limitless joy and excitement in his heart.

Ye Wuchen repeated: “Grandpa, I'm back. ”

Ye Fu was like the first time in a big dream. Five souls returned to his body again. He stretched out his old hand, which had already become dry and thin for the past three years. He pushed his head hard and said with a faint voice: “Just come back, just come back, just come back...”

He slapped his hands in front of his forehead, wiped his eyes hard, to shed tears that overflowed his eyes, and to make his gaze clearer. His eyes were not hallucinations, nor could they be disguised by others, and the only sword god ring in his hand and the snow clouding around him proved it ironically. It's not a hallucination, but it's like a hallucination. He muttered: “... do you hate grandpa..."

That profound remorse and self-reproach is the pain in his heart for the past three years. If he hadn't promised and personally persuaded Ye Shuiyao to marry into the Great Wind Country, how could all this have been born? This is the most wrong thing he has done in his life. If it wasn't for this, how could Ye Wuchen have died in the windy country because of Ye Shuiyao? He had always believed that Ye Wuchen's death was the punishment that God had sent down upon him for abandoning his loved ones. For three years, he had suffered in the agony of his heart. In three years, he was ten years old.

“Oh? Why should I hate Grandpa?” Ye Wuchen asked back.

He smiled slightly, “My kingdom of Tianlong has always been alive and well. Everyone lives happily ever after. There are few beggars. Even bandits and thieves are extremely rare. Whose credit is it that this is still the case despite the sight of the Tigers of the Great Wind and the repeated attacks and harassment that have taken place over the years? It's Grandpa's. Grandpa Zhu may feel that if there is no grandfather, it is not necessarily even the Emperor of Tianlong today. Grandpa's half-life war, even marriage is on the battlefield, but it has saved countless people of Tianlong, to the well-being of all the people, such temperatures, such great achievements, such prestige, who can reach the kingdom of Tianlong? Throughout the heavenly dragon kingdom, there is no grandfather who is ashamed of right and wrong. I'm proud to have such a grandfather. ”

Ye Wuchen sighed and said seriously: “I know how painful Grandpa has been for years. Actually, Grandpa, you're really wrong. You're wrong not to regret it, not to hate yourself. When you first chose between national security and your own loved ones, it was admirable. And I'm just a person who ignores the security of the country for personal reasons. To hate, all I hate is myself. To hate my own impulses breaks the hearts of my father, grandfather and many others. Only Grandpa can hate me. How can I hate Grandpa? I just hope that Grandpa will forgive me for making a big mistake and that I will be happy every day so that I will have less guilt in my heart. ”

Ye Wei's face revealed a smile, which he believed was enough to break Ye Fu's heart knot. Indeed, Ye Angry stayed for a while, tears blurred and laughed: “You are my grandson, you are always so full of teeth, it is irrefutable, hahahahaha..."

For the first time in three years, Ye Wei saw Ye Fu laugh so smoothly, and he and Ye Wuchen's face simultaneously showed a comfortable smile. With a laugh, the old man finally walked out of the shackles of self-reproach, the abyss of pain, which tortured him all, and the smoke dissipated.

Out of Ye Fu Yard, Wang Wenqiao has made the fastest dish to be eaten when the table is filled with leaves without Chenping. When she saw them come out, she hurried to greet them and said with concern: "Chen, Cher, you've just come back. You must be hungry. You've just prepared your meal for your mother. Come and eat, and talk to your mother. ”

She wondered too much about what Ye Wuchen had been through in the past three years. Ye Wei behind him also wondered extremely much. Indeed, there were many people who had fallen into the broken soul or tried to enter the broken soul with a rope. None of them survived. The height of the broken soul was even more incalculable. The windy country had made a 3,000-meter long rope to hang the stone, and none of them had tried to find their way to the bottom. It is truly a miracle to survive at such a terrible depth.

But then again, Ye Wuchen had few miracles?

“It's been a long time since I've eaten at home, I really miss it... before I go see my sister.” At the end, he turned to Ye Shuiyao's yard direction. Now the news of his return is estimated to have been known throughout Tianlong City, and the Ye family is boiling because of it, but Ye Shuiyao has never appeared, as if he did not know.

“Yes, go check on Yao Yee, she will be very happy to see you all these years.” Wang Wenqiao answered in a hurry.

“I'll go with Cheryl's eyes. Can Mom cook me some dishes herself?” Ye Wuchen smiled.

How could she refuse this request and happily answer it? Before Ye Wuchen left, he suddenly turned around and asked: "Where's Ye Wucheng? ”

He never called Ye Weiyun his name directly, and if he could, he didn't even want to call his name.

“He went shopping in the north of the city in the morning and will be back soon. Now he should know you're back.” Wang Wenqiao replied.

“Purchasing?” Ye Wuchen's mouth bent over, seemed seriously ridiculous: “Even the next person did the work he packed, it was very diligent. ”

Wang Wencheng did not hear the irony in it. He said with joy: “After all these years without you, the family has been sad and miserable. Everything is being taken care of by the clouds. Everyday busy people worry that they will be tired. Tell him not to worry so much, he always leaves it to others to worry about, the child..."

Ye Wuchen smiled and was pushed in the direction of Ye Shuiyao Court by snow condensation and eyes. Yevy looked at his back and thought. Haven't seen Ye Wuchen for three years, it has been two decades, although sitting, it is obvious that his head has grown quite a bit, his appearance has not changed much, but he can also see maturity. Yevy had a very different feeling, and he couldn't understand what it was for a while, just a feeling.

The pattern of Yeshuiyaoyuan has not changed at all, and it has not changed here for many years.

This time, Ye Wuchen entered the bedroom directly. Open the door, a fragrant, cool air blows in, but the room doesn't ring. He waited until he was pushed into the room, and when the door was closed, a beautiful figure walked up to him, bowed down, hugged his neck, his full red lips gently imprinted on his face: “Chen, you finally want to go home. ”

“Sister, aren't you afraid to be kissed by their mother?” Ye Wuchen grabbed the spot he had just been kissed with his hand and said with a faint smile.

Ye Shuiyao liked that he called her sister, she believed that they were not real brothers, but every time Ye Wuchen called her that, she had a sense of satisfaction and pleasure in breaking the taboo obstruction.

“Not afraid.” Ye Shuiyao smiled softly. Ye Wuchen once laughed when she was the most beautiful time, in front of her beautiful smile, the most beautiful scenery in the world will be overshadowed. So she started to get used to showing laughter in front of him that no one else would ever see, and since the day he came back, she had no reason to be unhappy.

“The sister will kiss me right in front of my mother.” Ye Wuchen smiled.

Ye Shuiyao pink slightly red, gently hit him.