The Dark King

Du Di'an looked at his middle-aged father in confusion. The memory at this moment is different from when he was awake three hundred years ago. He could not hear the sound. It seems that his hearing at the time of birth was blocked, but despite this, he has been exercising for years. The ability to read lips, through the father's mouth, can understand what he said.

However, one of the sentences made him wonder if he had read it wrong.

Could it be homophones?

But in Chinese, the characters are round and even with homophones, there are subtle changes in the lips.

When he was in doubt, he turned around holding his father, and his sight also changed, seeing a gentle woman in a white gown with virtue and virtue, it was his mother.

At the moment my mother's face was also filled with a smile, saying: "Yeah, finally succeeded, great!"

Du Di'an read her lips, stunned slightly, combined with the previous father's words, he suddenly felt a little fear in his heart, and soon, he suddenly noticed one thing, his mother was not lying on the delivery bed, but standing in good condition before.

Could it be said that this was not when he was born?

He was a little dazed, seeing his mother picking herself up from his father's hand and holding it in his arms, but hugged it low. His eyes could only see the position of the chest and neck of the father opposite him. Did you say anything?

After holding it for a long time, his mother put him gently to the place where he was lying, and kissed him on his forehead.

Looking at her joyful face, Du Dean suddenly felt that he should think too much, and his mood improved again, and his heart was full of warmth and warmth.At this time, the mother turned her head and said this to her father.

From his point of view, he could just see the upper body of the two and the ceiling above them.

"I haven't given him a name yet, what is your name?" Mother said with a smile.

My father slowly recovered from his excitement, felt his chin for a moment, and said, "Or, call it Adam?"

"Adam?" The mother was stunned for a while, and then she grinned. "Will this name be too tacky? Those foreigners in movies like to copy this set of the Bible. If so, shouldn't you call Jehovah?" ?"

Du Di'an nodded in deep sympathy, called Adam, what a joke?How tacky is this?!

Father laughed and scratched his head, "What do you call it?"

Du Dian grinned slightly, thinking that his mother was reliable.

Then he saw his mother's lips move and said, "Or... Pangu?"

Pan... ancient?

Du Dien almost fell.

"This name seems to be a bit more eye-catching, um, let's change it." The mother quickly changed her mouth again, and felt the name was too "arrogant".

"It seems a bit." The father nodded, thinking for a moment, and suddenly turned away from Du Dean's eyes.

Du Di'an's mouth twitched slightly, what does it seem, clearly!Isn’t Adam or Pangu, can you give a normal name?!

After a while, my father appeared again in Du Di’an’s sight, but I didn’t know where he was holding a book with a dark cover. The cover was protected by a transparent plastic-like film. The cover of the book itself was a bit ragged. Father looked through the books with a solemn expression. After about ten minutes, he raised his head and said, "Or, call it Andy?"

Du Di'an's mouth twitched slightly. Have you always turned back?!

"Andy?" The mother was a little surprised. "This seems to be a foreign name. What do you mean?"

"In Aslan, Andy was once a fallen god. Although he was the name of a great devil, he meant "divine nature"!The father closed the book and said slowly: "I hope that our children will have divinity in the future and benefit mankind.""

The mother shook her head slightly, "No, this is the name of the depraved god, how can it be used on our children. I remember that the Aslan language is somewhat similar to English, and the English "God" is spelled upside down, which is "dog" Meaning, Andy spelled it in reverse, what does it mean?"

"Spell it the other way around?" My father was stunned for a moment, and opened the book again, turning for a moment, seeming to be relieved, and said with a smile: "Then call it Dean, which means bright in Aslan."

"Bright?" The mother thought a little, and then nodded. "Yes, I hope our children will act brightly in the future, and will never be tarnished, just like the sun, illuminating everything!"

"Okay!" The father made a decision. "That's called Du Dean!"

The two discussed and decided on the name.

Du Dean, who read the lips next to him, looked staring, speechless. He didn't expect his name to come this way, nor did he expect that his name actually contained such meaning and expectations.

Glorious?

All things universal?

There was a bit of bitterness in the corner of his mouth, and he thought it might be better to call it Andy. At least he fits the word "fallen" in the meaning. Is the "divine" turned upside down to be really "light"?

After discussing the name, the parents left together.

After they left, Du Dean saw a transparent cover slowly lowered and covered him inside.

Time is in a hurry.

Every day thereafter, my father and mother would come to see him on time, kiss him, and sometimes hug him.

The deep father's love and mother made Du Dian feel tears in his eyes, which was both touching and sad and sad. He thought of the father's expectations and the mother's instructions when the freezer was closed, hoping that he could live, and then be capable , Continue mankind, be a hero of mankind!

This entrusted him to have gradually forgotten when he was a hunter. The years always make people forget some precious things without knowing it. This time in the memory, he remembered it clearly again.

just.

The bitter sea has a border,

Looking back...

About half a year later, when his parents came to visit him again, he felt that he could already hear a weak voice, as if hearing had just developed, which made Du Dean feel happy, he heard the familiarity of his father and mother again. the sound of.

Like warm spring water flowing through my heart.

Suddenly he felt that being interrogated by the "Dina" was a beautiful thing.

"My body seems to be very weak. I have to stay here every day and can't walk down the road." Du Dean looked at his parents again, with some regrets in his heart. He also learned from the communication between his parents when he visited He still can't leave this "cultivation room", sometimes he can feel that this young body is extremely weak, and it is difficult to turn over.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, and didn't expect that he was thin like this.