I was stunned for a while, and as soon as I recovered, I saw a small radish standing beside me, looking up at me with a confused age, but I couldn't tell the difference, but I was no different from the Yu Ge when I was a child. Compared to Yu Ge who had been together for a long time, I always felt like the time was changing. If I really wanted to explain the difference in detail, I couldn't say it. But in my memory, Yu Ge was a little shy and didn't like to talk much, but whenever my father scolded me, he always stood by me and spoke for me;

Later, when I saw me again, he did not protect me like that... After all, I lost him; of course, the difference is not only this, but... He is more steady and has an idea than when he was a child. Except when he first saw me, he always remained calm and had a charm like a poet. What made me feel a little relieved was that when he faced me, he finally had some childishness from the past.

Looking at the jade ge in front of me, it was completely a replica of seven years ago! But because of this, it was impossible to be the real jade ge! I lowered my head and looked at the jade ge again, closed my eyes, and silently recited the "Clean Mantra" in my heart. After reciting it all, nothing unexpected happened, circles of darkness rushed towards me again, and then my consciousness gradually became blurred.

In the chaos, I felt everything around me silently, thinking in my heart: I don’t know what the old man is meant to do? Do I really feel that since we have destroyed everything, as the saying goes, ‘The mirror cannot be reunited’, and now that things have come to this point, I will be kind and let us go on a path of life; or do I have any intention, or do I want to use this illusion to slowly grind away my vitality? As soon as I came up with this idea, I immediately pinched it off. Even if I got out of the illusion, the old man still had hundreds of ways to kill me without any repetition. What is the benefit of killing me like this? Can he be happier when I die in a frustration?

Those with low cultivation have never been able to see the face of people with high cultivation, but their basic temperament can still be seen. Looking roughly, they do not look like a villain who will be punished with flaws, but rather like a gentleman who "trusts words and respects their actions". It is really strange. At the end, I slowly thought: It is really hard to bear to hold your life in the hands of others! If you hold the red tassel in the future, you will definitely...

This is the first time I have the desire to become stronger, not for anything else, but for myself.

I don’t know how long it has passed, and I can feel the vitality in my body disappearing little by little. However, I was helpless about it, and could only think about how many illusions I could hold on to with my spiritual power. Maybe I can’t find him until I die, but so what, Yu Ge is the closest person I am in this world.

As for my parents... it is undeniable that I may have some resentment towards them. Since the scholar in white told me about my parents' current situation and clues about Yu Ge, this thorn has been faintly hidden in my heart. Because from his narrative, I can feel that my parents are not seriously injured, so why not come to me? Even if I believe that they will not come, they must have their own difficulties, but I just want to meet them for one time, and I will definitely not have any grudges in my heart. Why... not come?

In a daze, a trace of light finally came out of the darkness. The moment I saw the light, I was ecstatic. I thought: If I stay here again, I will be able to report to the Hall of Hell in the near future. If the bull head or horse face leading the way is a little patient, maybe I can still wait for Yuge by Wangxiangtai, and then we drink a bowl of Mengpo soup. After that, we will meet again after many lifetimes.

I tried my best to catch the light, but unfortunately the light was a phantom. In the end, I pinched myself so hard that I felt so painful. I turned over my palm and saw that it was full of blood. Then... I saw the roof of my home again. It was made of ebony that my father had just arrived in the mountains and was hard to find at the foot of the mountain. The wood was a good piece of wood. Unfortunately, the people who used it were not skilled. After three years of ink and ink, I thought of it.

When I turned my head again, I saw my parents again. I was stunned for a moment, and then I wanted to hold up and sit up. Then I felt a headache. My body was burning up and down. The wind blew in outside the window, and I was so cold that I shivered. Then I realized that I was burning. I couldn't help feeling depressed: No wonder I fainted for so long this time. At first, I thought something was wrong, but I didn't expect that I had arrived at the next illusion, but because of the burn, I didn't wake up.

My father saw me trembling and wanted to close the window, but was stopped by my mother. Seeing that my father was still confused, he explained in a low voice: "The room is too stuffy. He is burning now and needs some ventilation... By the way, please help me make a basin of hot water, this basin is about to cool down."

As soon as my father went out, I shivered again, thinking to myself: Dad, come back soon! I don’t want to be quicker now, I just want you to close the window tightly, and then let me see Yu Ge again to distinguish the truth and falsehood. By the way, I fell ill in the bed. If Yu Ge looked at his previous personality, I should be by the bed all the time. Why this time... Is this the illusion of Yu Ge?

When I thought of this guess, I suddenly became excited. The excitement between my eyebrows was unstoppable. Unfortunately, my voice was hoarse, as if I had not been touched by water for several months, and I was frighteningly fucked: "Mom! Where is Xiao Ge? Where is he?"

My mother was obviously startled by my voice, and quickly stood up and poured me a glass of warm water, and scolded me while feeding me water: "You kid! Can Yu Ge still run away? He saw that you have been sleeping for too long, so he went to show you the medicine, which saved you from waking up, but the medicine was not cured." I raised my eyebrows and did not respond.

My mother didn't care too much, but instead talked to herself: "Xiaoyu! It's not like the mother who is talking about you, why are your health so bad? Yesterday, you and Xiao Ge were obviously flying kites together, but Xiao Ge was nothing, why did you burn it in the end?"

When I heard my mother's words, I was inevitably stunned for a moment - to float a kite?

In my memory, I only let the kite go once. It was a rare gift from my father to go down the mountain. The kite brought to me and Xiao Ge and I were very beautiful. On the first day we brought it back, Xiao Ge and I couldn't wait to go out with the exquisite kite. We still remember the excitement at that time, and even forgot the later experience of getting sick and having a fever.

So who is still missing this memory?

Just as I was thinking about this question, Yu Ge's voice suddenly came from outside the door: "Mom! The medicine has been cooked, am I bringing it here now?" The accompanying voice was Yu Ge's figure when he was young... It's okay! It doesn't matter if he is small, but he can just grow up.

Unfortunately, when I fell asleep, I realized that "there is no disappointment without hope" - he was not Xiao Ge who grew up, but just a person in my dream. Then why did I dream about this? I frowned and thought for a long time, but after a long time, I could only close my eyes again, and regardless of the worries of the other two, I began to recite the "Clean Mantra".

All appearances are false; dreams are dreams.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!