"Oh... don't tell me that the daughters of our Dongfang family... all have to suffer such a tragic fate?" The old lady Dongfang raised her head to the sky. With a long sigh, his expression was bewildered: "Don't give birth to a daughter in the royal family, and marry a daughter to a hero! A woman who marries a hero... It's too hard... Too tired... It's so sad... The three of you remember, after the daughter of the Eastern family, I'd rather be a common people's wife than a hero's wife! I'd rather they marry ordinary people, where the men farm and the women weave, the husband sings and the woman follows, supporting each other until the end of life, and a life of ordinary life! I don't want them to experience such a vigorous love again!"
"Because something like this... if it really falls into... it will often result in the disappearance of tens of millions of lives, the destruction of the entire family... at the very least, it will also be the misery of the entire family, which cannot be eliminated for life..."
Having said that, which woman in the world would not want to marry an indomitable hero? Who doesn't want their man to have unrivaled achievements and be admired by all
An ordinary person and a hero with no regrets are put in front of a woman and asked her to choose, which one will she choose? I believe that most of the good women who are affectionate and sexual would rather follow the hero for a lifetime of suffering than choose an ordinary person to grow old forever!
How could an unrivaled beauty who is all over the city and the country be willing to marry a mountain man as his wife? I would rather not marry for life. The lonely old man will not go against his will for the rest of his life! Just like Mei Xueyan, if she hadn't met Jun Moxie, she would have quietly passed away her peerless youth in the mountains and forests many years later, turning into a ray of breeze alone, and she would never find someone to marry casually...
Since ancient times, confidante's fate is so unlucky, precisely because of this!
There was silence in the hall, and after an unknown amount of time, the old lady finally waved her hand dejectedly, and said in a tone of death: "You three... take Mo Xie to see his mother... I... I just... no It's passed..." Then, she fell silent, sat on the chair, lowered her head, and remained motionless...
Only on the ground where she hangs her head, a water stain is getting bigger and bigger...
That is... the tears of a loving mother!
Everyone retreated quietly, but the old woman remained motionless, like a wooden statue. Until they walked far away, Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan could still hear the sound of the old lady's tears falling on the ground in the hall...
Didi comes from the heart...
The joys and sorrows of the children are always in the heart of the mother, and the heart of the mother is always throbbing with the experience of the children... and throbbing... Even if they have grown up, even if they have a family and a business, even if they have children... How many of us have unintentionally made our mothers sad...
May all mothers in the world no longer be sad! Will not be sad!
There is a quiet courtyard in front of you!
The walls around this small courtyard are much higher and thicker than other places. Outside, there is a lot of snow covering the ground, but here, it is a piece of greenery... Not even a single piece of snow. Clean; there are seven or eight plum blossoms blooming in the cold...
As soon as you walk in, you can feel the warmth...
"See... In this yard, no matter how much snow has fallen in the past ten years, as long as you enter this yard, it will melt!" Dongfang Wenqing's voice was by no means boastful, but... heavy: "Back then, little sister Bedridden, sleeping deeply; my mother exhausted her family's wealth and collected warm jade, warm jade, and small pieces from all over the mainland at all costs, and buried them in this yard... I don't know how much I bought, and buried it again. How much. Anyway, as long as there is, I will bury it... In just half a year, the Eastern family has been empty... But the mother still refuses to give up, because she knows that the little sister likes the kind of days when flowers are blooming and green everywhere... Said In such an environment, the little girl can get better faster... "
Jun Moxie was taken aback; he finally understood why he was so embarrassing in the past when he was a famous oriental family in the past... His heart couldn't help but tumbling like a huge wave, there seemed to be a fire burning in his chest, and his nasal cavity seemed to be blocked by something , my heart is sour and I want to cry...
Nuanyu, Wenyu, all of them are priceless treasures! As long as a finger-sized piece is worn on the body, you can spend the cold winter in unlined clothing without any effect at all! But the things that the Dongfang family bought at exorbitant prices were all buried in this yard...
The purpose is to make my daughter who is unconscious in deep sleep sleep more comfortably...
Even though she knew she might not be able to feel it...
In the middle of the courtyard is a quiet small building. The ground is spotless and the surroundings are silent. Walking in here is like walking into a painting, into a dream...
Two maids in white clothes appeared silently and bowed to several people; Dongfang Wenqing waved his hand and said: "There is no need to be polite, this is the cousin and young mistress of the lady's family, who came to visit the lady, and I don't need you to serve here , all back down."
The two maids shook at the same time. He raised his head to look at Jun Moxie, his eyes flashed with surprise, tears of excitement suddenly fell in circles, and he sobbed: "Miss... Miss's son finally... came to see her... I hope she can be happier... "Looked at Jun Moxie for a while with teary eyes, and then Yiyi left.
"These two are your mother's personal maids... After your mother came back, they have been serving you for ten years..." Dongfang Wenqing said softly.
Jun Moxie's expression was complete, he looked at the backs of the two girls gratefully, and said softly: "Thank you..." The two maids trembled, but they didn't look back, they walked out quickly with their heads down, on the road they passed, Two lines of tears dripped on the ground...
Ever since Dongfang Wenjian and Dongfang Wendao stepped into this courtyard, they have been light-footed, and they dare not even breathe loudly. carefully...
Jun Moxie wandered around, but saw that the small building was elegantly furnished, there might not be many things, but it was not at all empty, let alone messy. Every place is tidy and clean, and every place is placed with ingenuity...
A living dead person who has been sleeping for ten years lives here, but there is not even a trace of strange smell in the air here, moreover, there are faint and elegant fragrances of flowers...
Jun Moxie sighed in his heart, and Mei Xueyan followed Dongfang Wenqing up the stairs lightly. Dongfang Wenjian and Dongfang Wendao were excited and did not dare to go up, fearing to disturb the little sister, so they stayed downstairs...
Walking to the front of the bedroom, I felt a warm breath rushing towards my face. Dongfang Wenqing sighed. Said: "The largest and most complete piece of warm jade... is made into the bed of my little sister..."
Jun Moxie was shocked!
Gently pushing open the bedroom door, Dongfang Wenqing said in a low voice: "Little sister is inside, this house... oh..." As he spoke, he let out a long sigh.
When Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan looked up, they couldn't help but feel a shock in their hearts!
The two knew that this room was Jun Moxie's mother's bedroom, but when they looked around, they couldn't tell that it was a bedroom except for a bed placed in the south facing the sun!
A woman lay quietly on her back on the bed, her body was lightly covered with a quilt; her face could not be seen clearly from here, but she slept quite peacefully... On her chest, there was a small tree like It is a small emerald green tree like an emerald carving, slowly emitting dots of fluorescence... It nourishes Dongfang Wenxin's body, but the branches and leaves are already withered and curly...
On the surrounding walls, pictures were neatly hung one after another, Jun Moxie just glanced at it, suddenly his heart trembled violently, and then he burst into tears!
You have no regrets!
All are portraits of my father, Jun Wuhui!
Jun Wuhui in military uniform, Jun Wuhui on the battlefield, Jun Wuhui on horseback galloping against the wind, Jun Wuhui in casual clothes, Jun Wuhui in white clothes and sword, Jun Wuhui in smile, and Jun Wuhui in frown Regret, the angry Jun Wuhui, the affectionate Jun Wuhui... the young Jun Wuhui, the middle-aged Jun Wuhui...
Every painting is full of exquisite brushwork and vividness, and every portrait is lifelike and lifelike; any painting. They all seem to be watered with all the hard work, it seems that there are countless Junwuhui, standing, sitting, or walking around in the room, accompanying their beloved...
From these paintings, one can fully see, feel, and even experience Jun Wuhui's legendary life, and even Jun Wuhui's character... Absolutely absolutely nothing is missing...
There is only one eye and direction of gaze in each painting: that little bed, and the person on this little bed... It seems that I can't see enough, I can't see enough for eternity... It seems that these gazes pierced through the netherworld, pierced through Leaving the underworld, staring at this place persistently, forever!
"When the younger sister came back, she was still able to move... She supported her body and worked without sleep for three days and three nights. She drew these paintings stroke by stroke; she refused to listen to anyone's persuasion. During that time, she was crazy... But the expression is very calm; every time she finished a painting, she would look at it for a while, cry and laugh for a while, then choose a place to hang it up, and then continue to paint... At that time, she thought that she had painted enough , so I stopped painting... Who would have thought that after the little girl finished the last painting, she seemed to have no energy at all, and everyone stood by her side and looked at her, but her eyes were not open to anyone. Look, she just stared blankly at the void, and then she just stared blankly with her eyes open... as if Jun Wuhui... just stood there... until... "
The voice of Dongfang Wenqing choked up: "Until that night, when she spoke suddenly, everyone was overjoyed; but after she uttered those poems, she slowly closed her eyes, and since then she has never It has been opened... until now, it has been ten years! A full ten years!"
Jun Moxie's teary eyes were dim, and he looked out vaguely, only to see a picture hanging above Dongfang Wenxin's head, and this was the only place in the whole room where no portrait was hung...
"No regrets in this life,
life without regret;
You have no regrets,
The concubine has no regrets;
What is your heart
no regrets;
Heaven and earth have no regrets,
No regrets in life and death! "
The person on the bed, Jun Wuhui's wife, and Jun Moxie's mother—Dongfang Wenxin is sleeping peacefully, the corners of her mouth are still a bit of quiet tenderness; there seems to be a bit of happy smile, in her sleep, Presumably, Jun Wuhui, the person she loves so much, has been with her all the time, has been looking at her... still talking with her, and still raising eyebrows with her... In the dream, we grow old together, with me and you.
Ask what your heart is, and you will never regret it! Ask your heart without regrets, ask your heart without regrets! Although it is gone in reality, it is permanently lost, but in the dream, it can last forever, until... the end of the world... the end of the world...
So although she often sleeps and can't wake up, she is very happy...and very happy...so she doesn't want to wake up, and she doesn't want to wake up even if she dies...because once she wakes up, there will be nothing...
It is enough to lose it once, and it is great luck to get it back. If it is lost again, how can it be embarrassing? !
So she doesn't want to wake up no matter what! Heart door... closed!
Jun Moxie suddenly felt that he had never been as fragile as today in his life. After shaking his body twice, he suddenly sat down on the ground weakly, and tears flowed out like a fountain...
He held his head with both hands, only feeling a mess; in his mind, in his heart, it was full of this deep feeling that shook the world, love!
What is love
At this moment, Dongfang Wenxin, who was lying quietly, showed it vividly!
Love is unchanging until death!
Love is life and death!
Love means never giving up!
Love means no regrets!
Love is love; there is nothing else in the world that can replace your love! Instead of your lover! Eternal life, life after life!
Perhaps, in the dream, this love is still going on, going on for eternity... where the flowers are full and the moon is full, where the affection is deep, and where the sky is barren and the sea is dry and rocks are rotten!
Women, the truest feelings in life are only given to one person!
Especially these beauties who are stunningly beautiful and unrivaled in the world... are even more frighteningly persistent, and terrifyingly persistent! But this kind of feeling is true and forever!
Perhaps for other relatives, this is indeed quite cruel and selfish; but for Dongfang Wenxin, she can no longer worry... It's not that she doesn't care about her mother, her son, or her bloodline dear...
It's her heart, already empty... already dead... no longer able to accommodate anything else, no longer able to think, no longer able to think...
Dongfang Wenqing quietly backed out with tears in her eyes...
Mei Xueyan burst into tears, leaning on Jun Moxie's shoulder, weeping silently... Facing such love, facing such true feelings, who can remain unmoved
Especially the two of them, they are affectionate people, affectionate people!
Mei Xueyan suddenly had a clear feeling... If it was on the portrait, it was Jun Moxie... Then, the one lying on the bed now is her Mei Xueyan...
This feeling of ecstasy made her feel sad, and she was no longer as elegant as before...
Jun Wuhui, Dongfang Wenxin; a peerless hero, a peerless beauty!
The presence of Jun Moxie and Mei Xueyan did not affect the atmosphere in the room at all... Dongfang Wenxin still smiled peacefully, peacefully and happily, lying peacefully... Jun Wuhui in the portrait still focused his gaze on himself In his beloved wife, unwavering, resolute and enduring...
Different portraits, different gazes; they seem to be anxious because of Dongfang Wenxin lying down, seem to be indulging in a smile because of his wife's naughtiness, seem to be angry because of Wenxin's disobedience, seem to be worried about his wife's sweet sleeping posture Showing a gentle smile, all eyes are full of tenderness, full of doting...
Although Jun Wuhui is not physically present, his emotions are so intense and hot, filling this space, filling this world... Dongfang Wenxin's body is still there, but her heart is no longer there, and her emotions have also left her body. In this mid-air, in this nothingness, I and Jun Wuhui are in love with each other, affectionate and affectionate, husband and wife sing along, and pamper you wantonly...
Jun Moxie stayed quietly, feeling the unswerving love between his parents, suddenly he was at a loss: What should I do? what do I do? How should I choose, how can I choose!
With the vast aura of Hongjun Pagoda, Jun Moxie is 100% sure that Dongfang Wenxin can wake up... But, so what if he wakes up? What if I wake up? Jun Wugui is no longer here! Dongfang asked how can the heart be born alone? On the contrary, in the dream, they can stay together forever, which plan is better for the mother
Before she fell into a coma, the three sons were still alive, and when she woke up, she was told... Two of the three sons were dead? The husband died and the son lost... After you let her wake up, how can you feel so embarrassed
Wouldn't that make life worse than death
Unexpectedly, I, Jun Moxie, was an orphan in the previous life. Although my father died earlier in this life, there is still a mother to look forward to; although the mother is sleeping, she is not dead... Jun Moxie has always been eager, always very urgent, even, countless times in his heart Ever imagined, what would it be like if you really lay in your mother's arms? is it warm is it sweet Are you at ease
They all say mother's arms, they all praise mother's arms...
but I…
But now that I really see my mother, I am in such a dilemma... Could it be that I, Jun Moxie, is destined to lose this item? In this life, if you practice the Art of Opening the Heavens, you will never fall into samsara, go beyond the Three Realms, and never die again, but... the family affection in the world... but the love of father and mother is missing. Could it be that there will never be this opportunity again from now on
Mother! maternal love! I have been looking forward to two whole lives, I have longed for two whole lives, I have also fantasized about two lives, and I have experienced two times... I have thought about it thousands of times in my dreams... Could it be that I still can't have it after all
Jun Moxie stood up staggeringly, walked slowly to the bed, suddenly knelt down slowly, and gently put his forehead into Dongfang Wenxin's right hand, suddenly his heart felt infinitely sore, sore and dying...
what do I do? What should I do... who can tell me!
Jun Moxie felt hesitant, powerless, and helpless like never before...
Feeling the gentle touch on his forehead, it was his mother's hand, Jun Moxie twitched in pain, he was already choked up, he couldn't speak, it seemed that his heart was being squeezed tightly, his eyes were blurred with tears... just silently Asking quietly, asking Dongfang Wenxin in front of him silently: "Mother... what do you want me to do? What do you want me to do? What should I do... Mom..."
Calling out this "Mom", Jun Moxie only felt that his heart was suffocated like an explosion. The longing, hope, and dream for a long time... At this moment, are they all reduced to nothingness
I am not reconciled! I am not reconciled! I am really not reconciled!
Jun Moxie raised his head, roared silently, tears poured out of the corners of his eyes, and slipped into his mouth. The bitterness seemed to have been bitter in his heart... and will continue to be bitter forever...
I... so bitter! so bitter…