Boxer

Chapter 460 Five Illusory Reality

The sudden change made Yan Yin's mind stagnate for a while.

But looking at the little girl in the dilapidated house, after thinking about it for a long time, he still didn't understand what was going on.

However, when silently mourning the little boy in her heart, Yan Yin looked at the little girl in the room.

Like the little boy, the little girl also had many bruises and thin clothes.

A pair of immature hands, red and red.

Even the eyes of the two are so the same.

The same clarity, the same brightness, the same clean.

They experienced the same thing, but the final result was different.

The little boy didn't pick up the rice balls, but kicked them away. In the end, his thin body was finally tired because of the bleeding from the injury and the cold and hunger for several days, and gradually lost its warmth.

And this little girl, she picked up the rice ball.

Weeping while eating the dirty and smelly rain-soaked rice balls.

Two outcomes, different futures.

By this time, Yan Yin seemed to understand something.

That little boy is this little girl, but this little girl is not that little boy.

The little boy experienced what happened to the little girl, but in the end he made a different choice from the little girl.

The choice made by the little boy comes from Yan Yin's own choice.

If he goes forward to help the little boy, then the result will be like this: he is real, and the little boy is illusory. Although he has the heart to help the little boy, the final result is that he cannot help the little boy. He, however, because he has this kind of heart, in this love journey, because of the sad pity in Yan Yin's heart, that little boy will finally pick up the rice ball and eat it like a little girl.

Although the rice balls are dirty and smelly, they can at least fill up the stomach that he hasn't eaten for many days.

Then in the end, the little boy will not die.

But in this way, Yan Yin himself will be brought into the little boy's life, accompany him, and experience everything he has experienced.

And all of this was imagined and constructed by Yan Yin himself. So far, he will always be lost in this illusory world formed by everything in the union and relationship produced by his compassion.

In this world, he will experience illusory things with a real body.

Therefore, when Yanyin finally didn't have a hand to rescue the little boy, the little boy's choice deviated from the little girl's.

In the end, the little boy disappeared because of his choice, and the little girl appeared before Yan Yin's eyes.

Who is this little girl, Yan Yin knows and understands.

What he sees now is what the ancestor Wenqing once experienced.

The same sad, the same uncomfortable, the same sigh.

When Yan Yin wanted to understand these things, the surrounding environment changed again, and as far as he could see, there was a vast expanse of whiteness in front of him.

That little girl has disappeared.

That dilapidated house eventually became an indelible memory in Yan Yin's heart.

And that sad little boy whose name is unknown is also deeply burned in Yan Yin's mind.

He was not thankful for his choice, on the contrary, he felt the danger of this relationship.

The test of love is not one's own strength, but a person's views on various emotions and some subconscious choices.

If you don't know, what kind of choice should you make, choose, and take the right step.

Because everything is so real, and everything is so misleading that people feel they are there.

Instead of moving forward, Yan Yin took a rest on the spot.

Moving forward, he didn't know what else he would encounter, so he simply took a rest where he was, and carefully analyzed some of the situations he encountered.

Just when Yan Yin encountered those things in the love pass, Su Yanying, Ye Qingchen and the others went through some discussions, and Su Yanying and Xue Li went to the military camp outside Qingyue Mountain first. middle.

And Ye Qingchen stayed in Qingyue Mountain for the time being, waiting for Yan Yin's exit.

Although the group was worried about Yan Yin, they also knew that it was useless to just stay in Qingyue Mountain and wait.

Su Yanying knew some of Yan Yin's thoughts on actions, and in addition, she spent a little longer with Yan Yin's subordinates, and her prestige was higher than Ye Qingchen, so she went out with Xue Li to take charge of the army, and used to appease the army.

After all, if you stay in Qingyue Mountain for a long time, those troops stationed outside will inevitably have some strange thoughts when they haven't seen Yan Yin coming for a long time.

Fengshen also left with Su Yanying.

When Ye Qingchen and the others watched Su Yanying and Xue Li leave, Duan Sanchi stayed in Qingyue Mountain according to Su Yanying's order.

From Su Yanying and Ye Qingchen's point of view, although they were very worried about Yan Yin, they believed that he would be able to get through the love test safely and finally rescue Duan Sanchi's wife.

From this point, Ye Qingwu and Su Xin felt the affection their mother and aunt had for Uncle Yin in their mouths.

Although worried about him, but trust him.

Compassion has been waiting here for five days before the love pass.

On this day, Wan Xue came to him.

"How is the situation?" Looking at the compassion, Wan Xue glanced at the hazy and psychedelic love road, and asked, "Is Yan Yin okay?"

Shaking his head, he said compassionately, "I don't know, there is only an illusory world in Qingguan, and others don't know it at all. I have been waiting here for five days, and these five days in Qingguan are equivalent to half a year. I have seen people who have broken through the love pass, if they have not come out within ten days, it means that he has lost in the illusory world of love pass, "

Wan Xue's face changed, and she said, "That is to say, if he doesn't come out in five days, it means that he failed to break through the barrier, right?"

His eyes were faint, and he looked at the hazy and dreamy long road of white mist ahead with compassion: "The road is at your feet, just follow the direction in your heart and walk slowly, and you will be able to walk out in the end. I only hope that he will not forget the road in his heart. And lost in the true and false feelings of love, "

A bustling riot, a lively inn.

A person sat quietly inside, listening to the noisy but not so clear words.

Looking at the cup in front of him, Yan Yin's heart was full of sentimentality.

He has been in Love Road for almost half a year, but for the past six months, he has been staying in this inn.

The surrounding environment was still full of people who were very lively but couldn't hear what they were saying.

The teacup in front of him, the tea in it has not changed.

He didn't know why such a scene happened.

He also didn't understand why he would sit here foolishly.

wait for what.

he does not know.

why wait.

He didn't know either.

He tried to leave the inn, but found that just as he got up, the surroundings became hazy. When he walked forward, the surrounding scenes turned into this inn and those seemingly lively but unrelated to him again. people.

Repeating the days of waiting every day, listening to those messy words every day.

until……

"My child, there are many people here. If I leave my child in this inn, someone with good intentions will take her in," a sudden voice, such a clear word, sounded like a thunderbolt in Yanyin's ears .

"My poor child, it's not that mother and father don't want you, it's because we can't support you." A deep cry of some sad women hit Yan Yin's mind directly.

Just when Yan Yin was puzzled by the sudden voice, he saw two middle-aged men and women who he tried hard to see but couldn't see clearly, walking in with a man.

The two found Yan Yin's desk and sat down beside him.

Yan Yin saw that the vague woman who couldn't see her face was holding a basket in her hand.

In that basket, Yan Yin vaguely saw a baby's small hand.

Looking at these two men and women who couldn't see their faces clearly, Yan Yin suddenly realized something in his heart.

"Let's go," the middle-aged man whispered after sitting for some time, "There are many people at this time, and the children are sleeping soundly. Let's leave quickly."

"No," said the woman, "let me see our baby again, I can't bear to abandon her like this,"

"Stupid," the middle-aged man shouted in a low voice, "we can't even support ourselves, how can we support her, if we wait for her to wake up, the opportunity will be missed."

The middle-aged woman hesitated for a long time, and finally put the basket in her hand under the table, stood up cruelly, and walked outside.

Not long after the two left, a childish cry came from under the table where Yan Yin was sitting.

"As a father, as a mother, since you can't raise your own child, why did you give birth to her and abandon her?" Yan Yin felt very angry. Involuntarily, he stretched his hand under the table and took out the basket .

Lifting off the cloth covering the baby, I saw a pink and lovely baby girl crying in the basket.

A pair of soft little hands were unconsciously placed next to his mouth and sucking.

Sighing softly, Yan Yin whispered to the baby girl, "Ask Master Qing, is this your hazy memory? In your heart, have you ever resented your parents for abandoning you?"

No one answered, no one made a sound.

Picking up the baby in the basket, Yan Yin said to himself, "Since you have some questions in your heart, I will answer them slowly for you."

This time, he walked out of the inn with the baby in his arms.

In the vast crowd, he hugged the baby and disappeared into the distance.

eight years later.

"Father, where is mother?" A cute little girl looked at a middle-aged man with a red face.

The middle-aged man had a resolute face and was dressed in a long black dress. He looked at the little girl with tenderness and concern.

"Your mother," the middle-aged man said slowly, "She is in your father's heart, in your memory,"

"Really," the little girl said weakly, "but why don't you mention your own name, father, and don't give your child a name?"

Looking at the little girl in front of him, the middle-aged man smiled slightly and said, "The name is just a symbol, as long as you like, you can choose any name,"

"Oh..." The little girl nodded half understanding, then ran and ran into the distance with a smile.

"You are wasting time," a majestic voice sounded in the middle-aged man's ears, "You know it's fake, why do you want to construct this illusory illusion?"

The middle-aged man looked quietly at the little girl who was smiling and entertaining herself not far away, and said in a calm tone, "It doesn't matter if it's true or not. What's important is that I hope to give her an illusory reality,"