Xia Yuwei's extremely gentle face was now looking at Lin Yang who was blank with a smile, the love in her eyes could not be half false.
"Mother... Why are you?"
Even though Lin Yang has experienced countless storms and surpassed tens of thousands of dangers, his heart has never been as confused and panic as it is now.
Xia Yuwei in front of him is the most important faith and tenderness in his life. The other party's gentle smile and loving touch are not exactly what Lin Yang kept pushing herself to the limit and challenging the peak these days
Now, this ultimate goal actually appeared in front of his eyes like this
"Yang Er... Are you okay? Could it be that the high fever a few days ago still made your sanity a bit unclear?"
Xia Yuwei saw Lin Yang's confused eyes, her face was full of concern.
She used her forehead to gently stick Lin Yang’s forehead, and let out a sigh of relief: “It’s okay, Yang Er must be you who have had those illusory dreams again... Come on, my mother has done you a lot today The vitality of the ginseng soup, just drink more."
High fever... Fantasy dream
Lin Yang slowly stood up.
He saw that he was in a very familiar bedroom, which was the house where he and Xia Yuwei lived in seclusion on the shore of Daming Lake.
The familiar bed, the quaint window ridges, and even the beautiful portrait of the mother Xia Yuwei hanging on the wall, all are so familiar, so intriguing.
"Yang Er, can you walk by yourself?"
"Yes, mother."
"Well, your father may be waiting in a hurry, come on."
"Father!!"
Lin Yang was taken aback again.
Afterwards, he saw Lin Haoyuan.
Outside, it's early summer.
The small garden of the house was filled with a drunk summer breeze, and it was comfortable when it was warm.
A tall figure was peeling garlic on the stone table in the garden. When Lin Yang and Xia Yuwei came out, he laughed:
"Smelly boy... Look at your soft and popping look, come and taste the dumplings made by your mother. Eat half a catty to ensure you are alive and well. Quickly, peel the garlic!!"
what's the situation…
Lin Yang saw Lin Haoyuan's smiling face that was not four or six, he was clearly the man most familiar with in his memory.
But how is this possible
How could he appear here
Shouldn't the father and mother experience life and death confrontation with the Xia in Tianyu
Is everything in the past really my own dreams
Lin Yang only felt that his mind was dizzy, and he sat down so stupidly, sat down with his father and mother who was thinking about it, and happily finished a home-cooked meal.
This feeling... It's so good!
This meal can be said to be the happiest time in Lin Yang's life.
The amused Lin Haoyuan, in front of Xia Yuwei, is simply a boy with no morals, selling all kinds of cute treasures, and at the same time trying to maintain his father's majesty in front of Lin Yang. The contrast between the two seems even more uncontrollable.
Xia Yuwei still looked like a mother in front of Lin Yang, but when she was with Comrade Lao Lin, that was the rhythm of the queen's rebirth. A single look could make Lao Lin tremble for a long time. That was the result of restraining herself in front of Lin Yang.
It turns out... Mother is so majestic...
Lin Yang smiled.
Laughed extremely happily.
He quickly picked up the bowls and chopsticks, picked up the steaming dumplings, and gushed them into his mouth. The wonderful taste mixed with family happiness was so delicious that it made people want to cry.
"Yang Er, eat slowly!" Xia Yuwei smiled comfortedly beside her.
"Here, let's have a bowl of dumpling soup, the original soup turns into the original food, it's so refreshing!"
"The son is here, speak hard!"
"Uh... Yang Er, this soup is made of refined flour wrapped with dozens of precious ingredients and mixed and boiled. It is fragrant and refreshing, replenishing the body and replenishing vitality. It is especially good when it is accompanied by the best food in the world. !" Lin Haoyuan started to ridicule in an instant.
"Poor mouth!" Xia Yuwei smiled with anger.
Hahaha!
Lin Yang smiled again.
This is the warm picture he wants to see in his dreams, funny father, kind mother, happy and happy family, all his hard work is not just for the result in front of him.
Now that you have it, what can your husband want
Eat...
Enjoy...
If this is a dream, then it’s really good not to wake up...
…
Lin Yang's family had eaten this meal for half an hour.
After all the remnants of the wind and clouds passed, the three of them put on contented smiles, and smiled at each other, showing their family happiness.
Lin Yang silently drank the last drop of dumpling soup in the bowl in his hand, and finally licked his lips still intently, as if he couldn't bear to let go of the warm taste in the back left.
"Boy, look at your way of eating, you don't look like your gentle and handsome father at all." Lin Haoyuan laughed.
Xia Yuwei flew over with a blank eye, and the former stunned in an instant.
"Yang Er, haven't you eaten enough? Mother will cook for you again..."
"I'm full, thank you, mother." Lin Yang is still smiling, but his smile now is a little bit more bleak and sad.
"Stupid boy, you are so polite with your mother... Haoyuan, do you think Yang Er has become a lot more sensible after having a fever this time."
"Well, just follow me. You will grow up from a young age, and you will become a great weapon in the future."
"Shameless!" Xia Yuwei rolled her eyes again, but her face suddenly changed when she turned to Lin Yang.
"Yang Er, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying?"
She quickly stood up and wiped off the two crystal tears from Lin Yang's cheeks.
"Mother..." Lin Yang twitched her red nose deeply, just held Xia Yuwei's gentle palm with his hand, and placed it gently on his face:
"Mother, I miss you so much, I really miss you..."
"Stupid boy, isn't mother here right here? And you shameless dad, our family of three will live happily forever! Good, don't cry!"
Xia Yuwei's words are like a gentle little hand with soothing magic power, but who knows that the pain on Lin Yang's face has become more and more serious after hearing this.
"It's a pity... If all of this is true, then how good it would be."
In a word, the warm atmosphere of the scene disappeared.
Both Xia Yuwei and Lin Haoyuan were taken aback for a moment, and then looked at Lin Yang silly.
"What did this silly boy say? I'm afraid that the disease hasn't been completely cured..." Lin Haoyuan already walked over with a look of concern.
"Yang Er, don't scare your mother, don't talk nonsense, what's true, are you uncomfortable again?" Xia Yuwei looked at her child with concern.
Ugh…
Lin Yang wiped away the tears.
His heart hurts like a knife cut.
He knows that everything he has experienced is simply the cruel punishment and pain in the world. Facing the love of his parents, facing the love of his most desired parents, facing the heavenly bliss he pursues, he must personally tear him to pieces...
This is beyond the limit of human emotion.
"Mother, do you remember that when I was eight years old, I secretly bought a bunch of candied haws and came back. You found it and beaten it hard."
"Of course I remember... You were crying so sad, Yang Er, why are you talking about this suddenly."
"But you hid it later, do you remember where you hid it?"
"This..." The simple question made Xia Yuwei's face a little dazed: "It's been such a long time, how can Wei Niang remember it."
"No, it's not that you can't remember... you don't even know..."
Lin Yang's complexion has gradually returned to the usual cold and indifferent, and a pair of eyes have broken free from the fetters of family affection, and he has restored his clarity.
"Smelly boy, why are you talking to your mother!!" Next to him, Lin Haoyuan had already displayed his father's majesty, and seemed to be dissatisfied with Lin Yang's manner of speaking.
"Father..." Lin Yang looked at Lin Haoyuan next to him instead: "You told me that your favorite mother-in-law made three kinds of stuffed dumplings, leeks and eggs, mutton and green onions, and there is another one that I didn't finish listening. Do you remember what you said?"
"Huh?" Lin Haoyuan was also stunned, as if he didn't know how to answer Lin Yang's extremely simple question.
"Mother, the love between you and your father might tell the child how you met in the first place?"
"This..." Xia Yuwei was speechless again, her face becoming paler and weaker.
"Father, you personally refined the puppet of Duantianya. I still don't know what kind of material its body is made of. Can you tell the child?"
"Ask this for..." Lin Haoyuan also had to think about him, and forcibly broke the topic:
"Yang Er, what do you want to say? What is the point of asking these boring questions? All you need to know is that I am your father and she is your mother. Why don't we live happily?"
"The crux of the problem is... You are not my parents!"
At this moment, Lin Yang had completely recovered to his usual state, a pair of fiery red eyes had insight into everything, and a firm Taoist heart could not be blocked by any force.
His words are like sharp swords, ruthlessly smashing the beautiful world before him:
"Although I don't know what happened, you should just be an illusion created by the memory in my mind. Everything is the best expectation in my heart, but if it is something I don't know in memory, you can't know it either. … Right?"
call…
Finally, Lin Haoyuan and Xia Yuwei stopped talking.
They looked at Lin Yang silently, the expressions on their faces had become as calm as water, and there were no waves.
"But no matter what, I still want to thank you, thank you for the power flowing behind this world, for giving me a dream that will never be forgotten."
Lin Yang took a deep breath, the last touch of gentleness appeared in his eyes, and he bowed deeply to the'parents' in front of him: "Father, mother, and children assure you that they will go to heaven as quickly as possible. Round with you, we will defeat the enemy together and have a real meal of hot dumplings."
These words, every word was full of Lin Yang's deep feelings, and when he finished saying all this, his aura changed completely after he raised his head.
He changed back to the decisive, domineering Vulcan descendant, and his whole body had begun to stir up cold and turbulent murderous intent. He coldly looked at the two figures on the opposite side, as if looking at strangers:
"Now, tell me where Huoer and Mingxin have gone... Otherwise, I will unceremoniously blast you to the dust!!"