The Rise of Angels in the Hero Company

Chapter 538 The Cage of Obsession

After the story was told, Angel Leng and the old man present fell into silence and were speechless for a long time.

In the end, it was the old man who broke the silence and asked, "Little girl, are the couple in the story pitiful?"

"Yeah, pitiful." Angel Leng nodded lightly.

"Is it sad?"

"sad."

"So, the future is uncertain. You never know what will happen in the next moment. We must cherish the present moment and don't hold back because of hesitation. Do your best to grasp and let go of what you can grasp, and don't leave yourself with regrets. "

"Hey, when it comes to feelings, does it matter if you try your best?"

Angel Leng sighed deeply and slowly lowered his head.

She knew why the old man told her such a story, and she also knew what her purpose was in telling this story.

But it’s not up to people to gather or disperse, and it’s not up to one’s heart to be right or wrong.

The old man thought for a while and then said slowly: "In relationships, I have tried my best. But I have tried my best to treat you. I don't care whether you still like me or not.

It doesn't matter if you hate me.

I tried my best to do this, but I don’t really care whether the effect met my expectations.

There is a saying: do your best and obey destiny.

All I can control is whether I try my best. As for whether the result after I try my best is good or bad, whether others like me or not, this is beyond my control.

You like me, that's good. You don't like me, there's nothing you can do about it.

Do your best and obey destiny. If you fail to do your best, you will regret it; if you do not obey, your life will be in vain. "

The old man rubbed his sore eyes, and his kind and old face revealed the desolation of the passing of Qianfan, as well as a touch of melancholy that was difficult to conceal.

"Hey, hey hey..."

Angel Leng and the old man raised their heads when they heard the sound.

Then he saw Qin Wuyou, who was still in the crowd, walked over at some point.

There were still traces of fresh cleaning on his face, and the water droplets on his forehead shone in the sunlight.

His sudden appearance shined like warm sunshine into the atmosphere that had become dull and dark between the two of them.

"Hi, old man, how are you? Seeing that you are chatting so happily, what are you talking about?" Qin Wuyou waved to the old man and said hello.

"Hello, young man." The old man looked at Qin Wuyou's sunny and warm smile, a smile appeared on his face, and nodded: "Nothing, just chatting with this little girl about daily life."

"That's it."

Qin Wuyou smiled and scratched the back of his head. Seeing that the old man had no intention of saying anything and didn't want to continue asking, he hesitated slightly and nodded politely.

In fact, I have already begun to complain in my heart: We are still talking about family matters, are you fooling the devil? I still don’t understand what kind of person Leng is? It's as cold as an ice cube. If you say ten things to her, she might not be able to pay attention to you. Now that you are talking to her back and forth, you must have said something I don't know that can touch her.

Seeing Qin Wuyou's silly look, the old man also found it interesting and smiled.

"Okay, you're back too, so I won't disturb you two anymore. People tend to talk too much when they get older. I haven't talked so much with anyone for a long time. Little girl, thank you for being patient and listening to me. You’ve been a good girl for so long, I hope my words can enlighten you.”

After saying that, the old man took the crutches from his side and stood up with difficulty.

Looking at her trembling appearance, she looked like a candle in the wind, as if a gust of wind could blow her down.

Qin Wuyou quickly stepped forward to support her.

After standing up, the old man pushed Qin Wuyou's hand away, patted Qin Wuyou's arm, and said pointedly: "Young man, after reading all the beautiful flowers and thousands of trees, I hope you will remember to pick this one." .”

Qin Wuyou looked at the leaving old man thoughtfully. After being silent for a while, Qin Wuyou sat down at the old man's original seat.

"No more fun?" Angel Leng asked, tilting his head.

"Well, I won't play anymore. I've had enough fun. I haven't been that happy for a long time. Sometimes it feels good to do some childish things occasionally."

There was a touch of undisguised happiness on the corners of Qin Wuyou's lips, and he nodded gently.

"You are so old, but you are still like a child, you can't even wash your face clean..."

Angel Leng complained slightly and gently wiped the bottom of Qin Wuyou's cheek with his hand. There was a black stain there that had not been cleaned yet.

After finding that he couldn't wipe it clean with his hands, Angel Leng took out another wet tissue and wiped it gently.

Then he wiped the water droplets from Qin Wuyou's face and gently arranged his clothes that had become messy and wrinkled due to playing around.

"hey-hey……"

Seeing the black stain on the tissue in Angel Leng's hand, Qin Wuyou smiled sheepishly.

"What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

Although Angel Leng remained expressionless as always, Qin Wuyou was still keenly aware that she was feeling a little depressed at this moment.

"No, I just feel pity and regret for the old man just now." Angel Leng shook his head and said softly.

"What did she say to you just now? Can you tell me about it?"

Angel Leng hesitated for a moment, and finally told Qin Wuyou the story the old man told him in short and concise words.

The old man never told her not to tell others. She had never thought of hiding anything from Qin Wuyou, nor would she.

"This is a sad story. The protagonist of the story should be the old man just now, right?"

After listening to Angel Leng's retelling, Qin Wuyou sighed deeply. He was a little touched and his mood became a little depressed.

There are always so many regrettable people and things in the world.

"Probably so." Angel Leng nodded and said uncertainly.

"She is a poor person. Although she survived the misfortune, she is trapped in a trap. She is trapped in the obsession of the past and cannot break free. She is confused and like a walking corpse. The acquaintance is heart-wrenching. I hope she can let go one day and let go of her past. Let yourself go.”

"The obsession of lovesickness?"

Angel Leng slowly raised his hand and stared blankly at a dice on his right wrist.

Qin Wuyou gave it to her that day, and she wore it on her hand all the time and never took it off.

A branch of deep red is covered with quchen, and old things are inherently inferior to new ones.

Albizia walnuts can be hated in the end, and there is no one else here.

Light up the lights at the bottom of the well to make a deep candle, and go together for a long time.

Linglong dice puts red beans on the bones and knows nothing.

Looking at the acacia beans in the dice that were like rubies, shining fluorescently in the sun, Angel Leng felt sad for no reason.

Qin Wuyou also noticed that Angel Leng had been silently staring at the dice on his wrist. He thought she was still feeling sentimental about others.

He patted her shoulder gently and comforted her: "There is no need to feel sorry for others. All kinds of people have all kinds of misfortunes. Everyone has his own life, and we also have our own journey. As long as we live our own That’s it.”

"Yeah, I know. I just thought of many of her words, which made me think deeply. I didn't expect that she had not lived a fraction of my time, but she saw many things much more clearly than I did."

"Living a long time doesn't mean you know a lot. If you haven't experienced many things, you will never be able to understand the truth. Living for thousands of years is in vain." Qin Wuyou shook his head and said.

(End of this chapter)