He and It

She was old, and after losing her youngest son, no matter how good her appearance and cultivation were, she was still overtaken by excessive sadness on her cheeks and body. She held an old book persistently, her lowered eyes still staring at the yellowed book cover.

Liu Fuguang squatted down, gently pulled out the book, and saw the name "Guangling Miscellaneous Talks" written on the cover of the book.

His nose felt sore and there was something stuck in his throat. He couldn't swallow it or spit it out for a long time.

"Mother," Liu Fuguang raised his head and called Xiji, "Mother... look at me, it's me, I'm back."

Hearing his voice, it was like the long-lasting seal was loosened, and Xi Ji's eyelashes trembled slightly. First, the breath began to flow, then she blinked, then blinked again.

The room was very quiet, and Liu Fuguang could hear his heartbeat, blood flow, and pulse beating noise. He looked into his mother's eyes. In front of Xi Ji, he turned back into the child he was before, rolling around on the floor tiles and running around on the couch with his bare feet.

Xi Ji looked at him blankly, the look in her eyes was so distant, like looking at a fish swimming in the river through a mirror.

When she finally spoke, Hee Ji's voice was low and muffled, as if she was the only one in the room and she was mumbling to herself.

"Takuro... do you remember that when you were young, you always liked to adopt some strange animals? Venomous snakes, insects without legs, and earth dragons with missing eyes. It didn't take a few days to get better. Live katydids..." Xiji smiled, "You kept them in the palace and carved many small wooden boxes yourself. The maid didn't know it. After opening it, she almost fainted from fright... This word spread Outside, the ministers thought you were ignorant, disobedient, and a naughty bad boy. They all went to your father to advise you, saying that you should not indulge the little prince's bad virtues..."

Liu Fuguang remembered, of course he remembered, but it had been too long and he had experienced too many things. Many memories had been blurred into an uncertain shape, making it impossible for him to recall clear edges.

But he could still think of the happiness he felt at that time. The world was so big and he was so small, and there were so many rich treasures waiting for him to discover. When I was young, I was extremely happy every day. The only thing that can be happier than today is tomorrow that has not yet come.

"Your father was also very surprised," Xiji said. "As soon as he went to court, he came to your palace, held you on his knees, and asked you what was going on. I'm worried that he was blown away by the ministers. , didn’t know what was going on, and came to blame you indiscriminately, so I rushed here. I still remember how you answered.”

Xiji's eyes were shining, whether it was tears or something else.

"You said, everyone is shouting and killing those insects, snakes and animals with missing legs. Isn't that pitiful? If no one cares about them, then let me care for them; if everyone looks down on them, We all have to hurt them, at least I am facing them."

Xiji's voice trembled, and Liu Fuguang's throat tightened tightly.

"After your father and I heard what you said, we didn't know whether to laugh or sigh." Xiji said softly, "Gradually, when you grow up, everyone knows that you have noble character and are the best person in the world. You are a rare good person, the ministers will never question your actions anymore, you...you also left us."

"Your father and I have carefully collected the things you have used, and have never thrown them away or damaged them, just so that one day you can come back and live with us. You know, one day, your father suddenly asked Let me tell you, do you still keep those small wooden boxes from Takuro?" Xiji laughed, "I said, I definitely keep them, how can I throw them away? Then, the two of us rummaged and searched everywhere... ...I’ve been searching for a whole day, but I still can’t find those boxes from your childhood. It’s really strange. Tell me, where did they go?”

Xi Ji raised her head and looked into Liu Fuguang's eyes. A tear broke her eyes, fell from her chapped lips, and fell on her hand.

"I...I wiped the blood off your body." Xiji said in a daze, "I took off your old clothes, I scrubbed you, I held you, I...I thought, I wanted to sew you The gap in the upper abdomen, but I can't...I can't do it...The wound is too deep, too deep..."

Liu Fuguang gritted his teeth, tears streaming down his face, his throat was hoarse and he could not speak a word.

"Are you back, Takuro?" Xiji asked in a low voice, "Is it really you?"

Chapter 191 Ask Here (Nineteen)

Lying on his mother's lap, Liu Fuguang was speechless. He wanted to cry loudly, but he didn't even have much strength left to cry.

"...I'm sorry, I'm sorry," he held his mother's hand, "My child is unfilial and has caused you trouble..."

Xiji held her little son tightly. Her trembling hands touched the back of Liu Fuguang's head and neck, and then groped his thin and lonely shoulders, as sharp as flying shoulder blades. Her fingers pinched the rugged and withered arms, and she felt confused. , I am slowly waking up from a nightmare.

"Takuro?" Xiji asked softly, "It's really you. You're back, right?"

"Yes," Liu Fuguang choked, "it's me, I'm still alive, I'm not dead... Mother, I'm back..."

Xiji then stopped talking. She stroked Liu Fuguang's back time and time again, just like those nights in childhood when Liu Fuguang caught the shining fireflies all over the tent, and Xiji hugged him and told him the legends and stories of the past. .

Many years have passed, but there is still that light fragrance on his mother's sleeve that makes him feel sleepy when he smells it, like golden osmanthus soaked in dew. For Liu Fuguang, this is the smell of home.

I don't know how much time passed, but he was tired of crying. Xiji's fingers pushed away the hair that was wet with sweat and tears and stuck to the side of her face. She looked at her son's thin and sunken cheeks, and suddenly remembered the injuries on his body, and hurriedly stopped screaming. He was kneeling.

"Takuro!" Xiji woke up from a dream, "How did you get the injury on your body..."

She still remembers that when the half-immortal Zhou Yi, who had lost his legal body, entered the palace of Dongma with Takuro's body, the first words he said were, "Zhishan is dead, and his body cannot be left to the Dragon God." I realize that the time left for you to express condolences is really limited, so please hurry up."

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