I am Feng Jun

Chapter 902 901. He Was Only 14 Years Old That Year
A voice mixed with a little fragility overflowed in the air filled with a little smell of smoke and dust, falling on the tips of Mu Yuanxi's ears, and piercing into his heart little by little, causing waves of sour pain.

"You still have me, baby, I'll be with you, and I will never leave you in this life, never ever."

"Ah."

Shen Ci responded softly, he believed that she would always be with him, but the existence of a daughter-in-law could not completely replace his parents.

It was what he once had and was ruthlessly taken away.

"It's almost New Year's Eve."

The young man seemed to recall something, and leaning on Mu Yuanxi's shoulder, he said while adding paper money to the brazier in a leisurely manner.

"Before the age of 14, the Chinese New Year is very happy. Although there are only four of us, it is still very lively. We go to buy New Year's goods together, post Spring Festival couplets together, make dumplings together, and cook New Year's Eve dinner together. But my sister can't, she can't do New Year's Eve For dinner, she can’t do it alone, and she can only cook dishes every minute. Chicken, duck, fish, etc. are obedient under my mother’s hands. The dishes are beautiful and delicious. Let me tell you, my mother The stir-fried peanuts are simply amazing. You only need to sprinkle a little salt after they are out of the pot. They will be crispy after cooling down. At the end of the year, my dad will bring back some wine unique to the military. The peanuts would be perfect for drinking. If it weren’t for him No, I can drink with him until the early hours of the morning!"

The gloomy mood was gradually replaced by the excitement in the memory. Mu Yuanxi looked at the boy's gaze, thought for a while, and kissed him on the forehead, but still said something.

"You can have peanuts, but not wine."

"Tch, no, no!"

Shen Ci was probably because there was a little shadow from dark to dawn that day, so he didn't talk about it with her, and continued to recall the previous New Year's Eve, leaving all the melancholy and unhappiness just behind.

After Su Jing, all this scene fell into the eyes of the two of them.

After the sourness in Shen Shixiao's heart passed, he couldn't help being a little surprised.

"Is there anyone who can control the little bastard from drinking?"

It was really not easy for him to compromise so easily.

Think back to the time when he chased him for seven streets, it was because the little bastard stole the wine in his cabinet, and then made the whole class drunk!

He still didn't repent like that, but now he was under the control of his daughter-in-law, which made him feel that his daughter-in-law was capable.

However, when Shen Shixiao turned his head to look at his wife after the surprise, he panicked for a moment.

Weeping silently, Wen Wanyun covered her mouth with her right hand, her eyes were red, and she looked extremely pitiful.

"Yun'er!"

Shen Shixiao called out anxiously, pulled the person over, and Wen Wanyun, who was leaning on Shen Shixiao's shoulder, kept her eyes on Su Jing even though her tears were blurred.

"A Xiao, he was only 14 years old, he was only 14 years old that year, he didn't know anything, he thought we were dead, he was alone, alone, how did he get here?"

Listening to the young man in Su Jing still recalling the lively and cheerful New Year's Eve, Wen Wanyun's emotions instantly collapsed, and she could no longer hold back the worries and longings of more than ten years, all of a sudden welling up.

"That year, he said in front of the tomb that he would avenge you and me, but how did he avenge him? He hadn't even passed his birthday at that time. What did he go through? A Xiao, I feel so bad, I feel so bad."

The young man in front of the tomb simply stated that he had taken revenge, but how would they know the details of the revenge.

They don't know how he got himself covered in injuries, how he sneaked into a dark place full of gangsters, how he endured his nausea and did things he shouldn't have done, how a little bit Stained with blood and pretended to deceive himself
Wen Wanyun didn't know anything, but she could guess some of his difficulties, so she felt even more distressed.

"He's just a kid, a 14-year-old kid, and he's supposed to thrive in the sunshine at school, not to get revenge on you and me."

They should have been with him for such a warm and lively New Year's Eve, instead of stopping at the age of 14.

That naughty but upright and kind boy, even his adopted sister was treated like his own sister. Not only could he not grow up under the blessing of his parents, but he went astray step by step, and then he forced himself back on the right path .

But even so, he got the blood that should have been stained, and he did what he should have done. He is no longer a simple boy who only secretly kisses his father's wine and fights with his peers.

"Yun'er, Yun'er, don't do this, it's my fault, I failed to protect you, it's my fault, don't do this."

Wen Wanyun's tears aroused his countless affections, as well as self-blame. He is a father. Although his son is annoying, he is also his own. Let him go through this at the age of 14, and it really makes him feel distressed.

But the only pain in his heart was also buried in his heart. When he just heard Shen Ci say that he missed them, the pain was magnified, but it was also suppressed, and he did not have an emotional breakdown like Wen Wanyun.

Wen Wanyun's mood improved a little under Shen Shixiao's comfort, but she was not completely normal, her eyes were still red, filled with mist.

"I want to give him a dream, but my cultivation is not enough, A Xiao, can you help me, I want him to see me."

Wen Wanyun, who had never asked him anything before, held his wrist and said, Shen Shixiao sighed, and nodded in distress.

"Okay, I'll help you."

Seeing that he agreed so straightforwardly, Wen Wanyun suddenly hesitated again, feeling guilty welling up.

"It's going to consume your cultivation again, me."

Because of the two of them, I don't know how much he has lost his cultivation.

"It's okay, it's okay, don't cry, Ayun, you are my wife, he is my son, we are a family, it's okay."

Shen Shixiao stretched out his hand, gently wiped away the remaining tears from the corners of her eyes with the pulp of his thumb, and said softly with a curve on his lips.

Wen Wanyun, who was nestled in his arms, felt a sense of peace of mind, a family, separated by two parties, one party knows but one party does not know, who is the cruelest to whom.

Even though there are still many restrictions when dreaming, and there are many things she can't say at all, but at least she can let her A Ci look at her, which gives her some psychological comfort.

When A Xiao finds a way, she can really meet A Ci, and she has infinite longing for that day.

The scene in the night mirror instantly turned black, and the half-burned flame was also extinguished, which was a symbol of the end.

If it was before, Wen Wanyun would definitely feel a little disappointed, but this time, Wen Wanyun is looking forward to the dream in the near future.

In the bedroom, Wen Wanyun, who was lying peacefully on the couch, was shrouded in a faint brilliance, while the face of the person sitting beside her was a little weak.

There were three sticks of incense burning in the incense burner next to her, and since they had started to burn, it meant that she had fallen into a dream, and she had no choice but to come back after the incense burnt out.

It was really exhausting to imagine dreams across boundaries, and when Shen Shixiao walked out of the bedroom, his footsteps were a little vain.

After returning to the main hall, someone hurriedly came to tell the legend that someone came from the Moon Palace.

Moon Palace?

Shen Shixiao frowned, a little puzzled, why did the people from the Moon Palace come to him?
"I have seen General Shen. I am a servant of the next month. The Moon God is here to invite you."

The ethereal young woman in Tsing Yi was carrying the breath of a fairy, her lips curled up slightly, her voice was clear, and her attitude was modest, but Shen Shixiao was even more puzzled.

"Moon God, which Moon God?"

　I found that the foreshadowing of the moon god was buried deeper than the foreshadowing of the modern part. This is the one that Fang Xian believed in during the Spring Festival in Chapter 107, yes, the same moon god.

　　The world view in the initial setting was very big, but now it is approaching the end, and the setting and everything are basically rounded up, and it should be Lan Yi, who is not a simple person.

　　Anyway, it's quite complicated, and I was a little bald when I sorted out the outline.

　　But again, the text will not change the map!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)