Chapter 2132

Why? Why keep it from him?

What are his memories, hidden from his sight? What about his overflowing love that burns to ashes and disappears with the wind?

After all, what is it?

-- fanwai: after the ashes of Lolo chapter

fanwai: reincarnation of ink lotus chapter

I love you, it's so beautiful, time will know.

How long does it take to love one? If it's the love engraved on the soul, will it be unforgettable in the whole life?

But what kind of love will go through the ages, still in the marrow?

Legend has it that after crossing the river of forgetting Sichuan and the bridge of Naihe, there is Meng Po cooking soup on the bridge. After drinking it, the past will be forgotten, and there will be no memory of the past.

Is this a lie that deceives the world, or a truth that has been buried in the illusion for generations to come?

The dew dripped in the pond.

The ripples spread slowly, and the bright red Koi slowly passed downstream of the ripples.

Tick.

It seems to be someone's whisper.

I love you. Do you hear me?

The gauze wrapped in front of his eyes was lifted layer by layer, and the doctor's hand was a little shaky, as careful as his breath.

Not long ago, they said that as long as the gauze was taken apart, he could see it. He was looking forward to the feeling that the sun was shining into his pupils.

There was a lot of breathing around, as if it was more urgent than him.

It's cool above the eyes, with the feeling of wind blowing.

A deep but dignified man's voice rang out: "little mo, have you seen it?"

Look forward carefully, like a touch of broken glass.

He turned his dark eyes and knew that the speaker was his father. Where he was, everyone kept a kind of careful breath. It seemed that he was afraid that a little fluctuation would disturb the great man in the underworld.

My father has always been calm and calm. Before the collapse of Mount Tai, he never changed his face. He was happy, angry, sad and happy. These things could not be seen in him at all.

So, now with his father, he didn't want to let him down.

But

There is no feeling of sunshine coming in, nothing. It's dark. Although I know there are so many people around me, he Nothing can be seen.

Is the darkness that comes with him really going to hell with him?

He shook his head if he didn't want to lie.

"I, I, this..." The doctor began to stutter, but could not say a complete word.

It can be imagined that at this moment my father's face must be as cold as ice, and even he felt the rigidity of the air as if it was frozen to a critical point.

But, did not hear father to be angry, he just said three words coldly: "get out."

All of a sudden, the whole room disappeared completely, only the father sat quietly beside his bed.

He was silent, because his eyes couldn't see, and he didn't like to talk since he was a child. The doctor said that because his vision couldn't communicate, he had communication obstacles, and psychologically, he had some very complex diseases.

Medically, it's called mental retardation? It's said that it's a very serious disease.

In fact, most of the time, he is just used to the dark.

Like a child who has never eaten sugar, he will never know that the taste of sugar is sweet, so he will not be greedy.

He's just like that.

His eyes are cool because he has applied medicine. He doesn't know what his father is doing at the moment. He can only turn his eyes by himself.

Finally, he sat for a long time, legs are some acid, then moved out of the quilt, want to get out of bed for a walk.