Don't run away, lady: pick up a witch to farm

Chapter 162 Take Care of Yourself

The mission operator this time is either Feng Qingchen's mother, and that gentle-looking woman watched all this happen silently, until the moment Feng Qingchen fell down, the woman caught him, Sent back to the Shadow House.

The first thing Feng Qingchen saw after waking up was his mother, his heart jumped for joy, he thought that if his mother was willing to guard him, she should care about him, but the woman in black still It was just a harsh sentence that sent him to hell again.

"Wake up, really weak, you better put away your ridiculous compassion, or you won't be so lucky next time."

After finishing speaking, the woman put the medicine bowl on the small table beside the bed and walked out.Feng Qingchen, who was lying on the bed, really wanted to push the bowl of steaming, black and unpleasant medicine to the ground, but when his hand touched the rim of the bowl, he brought it in front of him and drank it in one gulp.

After drinking the medicine, Feng Qingchen just stared at the curtain blankly on the couch, he couldn't figure it out, he couldn't figure it out all the time.

If you don't like yourself so much, why give birth to yourself, why keep yourself by your side.

Thinking about all of this, but Feng Qingchen never thought about his father, only himself and his mother in his thoughts.

In the following year, Feng Qingchen desperately took on the tasks, every time he was jealous and exhausted, and after he came back, he lay on the couch and fell asleep day and night.

Until that day, after accepting the task for almost half a month, I never saw that familiar figure again, so Feng Qingchen couldn't bear it and looked for it.

There was no one in the room, Feng Qingchen kept searching and asking, until later, Feng Qingchen remembered the small courtyard where he lived with his mother when he was a child, the place where he used to go whenever he was sad Xiaoyuan, took a step forward, and ran over in a hurry.

The small courtyard is still the same as before, but the courtyard door that should have been bolted is open, and there is an extra reclining chair in the courtyard, and the very familiar figure lying on the reclining chair.

It's just that the figure was lying there quietly, as if falling into a deep sleep, at that moment, Feng Qingchen felt that his heart was empty.He stepped forward quickly, and then tentatively wanted to check if the person lying there was still breathing.

The sleeping person turned his head around.The face, the same face, was extremely gentle, but it looked so pale and feeble.

The woman raised her hand and stroked Feng Qingchen's cheek, again and again, her movements were as soft as a feather, but she kept trembling.

Originally with distinct knuckles, the jade-white plump slender fingers have become so thin that the blue blood vessels exposed on them can be seen.

"You're here." The whispers were as gentle as April willows brushing against Feng Qingchen's ears.

"En." Feng Qingchen nodded.

I don't know why, at this moment, Feng Qingchen felt that those hatreds and resentments in the past seemed to be insignificant, and felt that the person in front of him seemed to disappear soon, couldn't help it, Feng Qingchen held The hand next to his cheek.

"Do you know? Mother really loves you very much, but mother is too weak to protect you." The woman raised a gentle smile and said to Feng Qingchen who was beside her.

Feng Qingchen's eyes could not help but enlarge, full of puzzlement.

"Do you remember? When you were a child, your mother asked you to run. It was a rainy day and you fell down. My mother wanted to step up to help you, but my mother endured it behind the big tree for a long time, forcing her emotions to step forward and sternly. I told you about it, but at that time, my mother’s tears never stopped. Although my mother left later, in fact, my mother hid behind the big tree and watched you until she found out that you were crying for too long, and you were about to pass out. When it's over, I'll bring you back."

As she said that, the woman couldn't help but want to reach out her other hand to touch Feng Qingchen's cheek, but she finally took it back.

"I kept watch over you for two days and two nights. You were burning faintly, but you were so small. Even though the burning was so uncomfortable, you still kept calling your mother. At that time, my tears I just let it flow down, I really wanted to give up just like that, but then another thing happened at that time." As she spoke, tears flowed from the corners of the eyes of the harsh woman in the past.

"In these years, my Chen'er has suffered so much, but my Chen'er is so good, so my mother has no regrets." The woman smiled and looked at the increasingly handsome face in front of her. The familiar face kept swaying.

And Feng Qingchen also felt that something was wrong with the woman in front of her, she was looking at her at first, but later it seemed that she was looking at another person.

"Chen'er, don't hate or complain, grow up well, and leave the shadow building earlier. Mother left something for you, and it is in the hands of the abbot of Juyuan Temple in Dayun Capital. When you go out in the future, find a suitable one. Take it when you get the chance, and then just say it's the object entrusted by Nu Yuanyi." After speaking, the woman's eyes slowly closed, but her lips were still squirming.

"Chen'er, take care of yourself." After saying that, the hand that was originally holding Feng Qingchen lost strength.

"mother!"

Feng Qingchen thought that she would never be able to yell "Mother", but at that moment, she blurted out so naturally, but so sadly.

But if it is possible, Feng Qingchen regrets so much, regrets that she didn't know how to get up and catch up when she was a child, hates herself for not paying attention to the details of life, not paying attention to the clothes she wears every time even though everyone gets them together, But only my body fits so well, so comfortable and soft.

Hate myself for yelling at my mother so loudly, hate myself for saying such a goddamn sentence that I don't need my mother anymore, hate myself for not yelling this sentence until this time, hate myself Unexpectedly, he didn't realize that every time he was injured, the person who delivered the medicine was not someone else, but his mother. He hated himself for taking his mother's worry as a joke.

But there is no way to recover everything.Feng Qingchen picked up the woman on the recliner who could never sleep, she was so light and thin, why didn't she notice it.

Feng Qingchen hugged his mother so tightly for three days and three nights, until the whole body of the woman in her arms became stiff, Feng Qingchen accepted this reality.

Putting the woman in his arms back on the reclining chair, Feng Qingchen dug in the courtyard with his own hands, and kept digging. Even if the nails were gone, the flesh on the fingertips were all rotten, and the white phalanges could be seen , Feng Qingchen felt nothing at all.

(End of this chapter)