Renegade Immortal

In the second year after his father left, Wang Lin's mother also fell asleep and "never woke up again. She looked like she was asleep and showed a happy smile, as if she had met Wang Lin's father in a dream. The two reunited again and did not want to come back.

There was a person who held you when you were a baby. No matter how tired you were, he still crooned softly to make you fall asleep and stop you from crying.

There is a person who, when you wet the bed from time to time in your sleep, is worried that you will catch cold, regardless of his own sleep, and wakes up several times every night, just to touch the quilt under you to see if it is damp.

There is a person who, when you are growing up or studying, gets up despite being sleepy, just to make breakfast so that you will not be hungry.

There is a person who, after knowing that you like to eat fish, always eats the head and tail of the fish. You ask her with a smile why not the body of the fish. She replies with a smile that she likes to eat the head and tail of the fish, but you But he took it seriously.

There is a person who mends clothes for you when you were growing up. There is a little bit of red in each stitch, which is hard for you to see.

There is a person, even if you really grow up and become an adult, she will look at you silently with the same eyes that have remained the same for decades, silently happy, silently smiling, until finally, silently closing her tired eyes. eyes.

This person is called mother.

There is another person who, when you were a baby, held your body high with both hands, replacing the sun in his eyes and becoming everything to him.

There is another person who holds your hands and helps you take the first step in life with his happy laughter when you have not yet learned to walk and are still falling.

There is another person who holds your hand as you cheer again and again, leading you through the mountains and rivers and taking you to see the sky and the earth. When you look up at the back, you will feel that it is the mountain and the sky.

There was another person, when you told me that your mother liked to eat fish heads, and seriously left all the fish heads and tails to her, he was standing by, looking at his wife, showing apologies and tenderness.

There is another person, when you grow up, every time you think of it, he is stern and staring, making you more and more bored. But as you grow up, you will now have something hidden under that stern gaze that you could not see back then. Love.

There is another person, he is lying on the bed old and slowly closing his eyes, showing fear and helplessness, but your arms and your soft voice make him feel like a child, and he lifts you up when you are young. The body and happy laughter make him no longer afraid and helpless, but warm and fall into your arms.

this person,

called father.

Wang Lin sat in front of his parents' graves with tears in his eyes, laughing and crying. The memories of those scenes were so heartbreaking and unforgettable for him. He didn't drink, but at this time he seemed drunk.

In the other life of his dream, there was no time to bid farewell to his parents, no time to hug his father's body, no time to kiss his mother's forehead, which was full of wrinkles as she slept with a smile on her face.

In this life, he did.

If a person has a wife and children, then after the death of his parents, his grief may be equally deep and profound, but he still has something to rely on. But if a person has no wife or children in this life, then his sorrow is enough to cover the world.

From then on, there was no embrace that could warm his heart when he was tired.

From then on, no smile could dissipate his melancholy in the abundance of loneliness.

From then on, he was the only one at the end of the world, silently watching the sunrise and sunset.

After guarding the tomb for three years, Wang Lin's head turned completely white, and his body was no longer straight, but slightly bent. There are traces of vicissitudes and years on his body.

"Thirty-eight years..." There are wrinkles on Wang Lin's face. Now he is nearly sixty years old.

Dafu was even older. He stood behind Wang Lin holding a walking stick, looking at him silently, looking down at his wrist, and after a long time he nodded gently.

How many thirty-eight years can there be in life... I don't know about others, but I probably won't have another one. "Wang Lin whispered, knelt down and paid homage in front of his parents' graves.

"Remember that ancient temple..." Wang Lin stood up and looked back at the old Dafu who seemed to be unable to walk for too long.

In that ancient temple, I said I needed a bookboy, so you followed me. "Wang Lin had a reminiscing smile on his face and looked at Dafu. Dafu has always been with him in the past thirty years.

Dafu can also be a book boy. "Dafu rolled his eyelids and grinned.

You are old, and so am I... But I still have an unfulfilled wish... Dafu, help me guard my home, wait for me, wait for me to come back. "Wang Lin looked up at the sky, and he saw the white bird in the sky.

I still have a little bit of understanding of heaven and earth. I will spend the rest of my life going to this country with many Suzaku stars. When I come back, maybe I will get nothing, or maybe I will understand. "

In the spring of the thirty-eighth year, Wang Lin left the mountain village alone. Dafu stayed at home, silently waiting for Hu Lin's return, maybe ten years, maybe twenty years, maybe a lifetime. Wang Lin was sitting alone in a carriage, drinking wine, getting farther and farther away from Mount Hengyue. A few months later, the carriage arrived at the border of Zhao State. Here Wang Lin got off the carriage. After dismissing the driver, he took a deep breath and turned around. He glanced at Zhao Guo, turned around and took a step out of the border of Zhao Guo.

This was the first time in his life that he had left the Kingdom of Zhao. Wang Lin did not think about the future path. He only knew that the road lay at his feet.

The moment he took this step, suddenly there were several long rainbows whistling in the sky, faintly passing over Wang Lin. He did not raise his head, but walked forward calmly.

A soft cry came out from the rainbow whizzing past in the sky, but among the monks, there was an extremely beautiful and unparalleled woman. In addition to her beauty, this woman also had a charming look, but it was not artificial. , but born naturally.

She stopped in mid-air, looking down at Wang Lin who was walking step by step below, her eyebrows slightly wrinkled, her expression revealing confusion and confusion.

What's wrong, Junior Sister Liu? "Beside her, a monk said in surprise.

"It's nothing. You go back to the sect first. I have some personal matters." The extremely beautiful woman spoke softly, no longer paying attention to everyone, but turned around and flew downwards.

The monk who spoke before was startled and was about to follow.

Brother, I want to be alone. "The woman's soft but extremely firm voice echoed, causing the monk to stop, ponder for a moment, and leave far away with the rest of his fellow disciples who were equally surprised.

Wang Lin stopped, turned around, and looked at the sky behind him. The beautiful rainbow descended, and in a blink of an eye, it landed ten feet away in front of him and transformed into a woman wearing purple clothes.

This woman is very beautiful. Her beauty is something Wang Lin has never seen before in his life. She is even more beautiful than Zhou Rui back then.

However, Wang Lin was not in a trance. He had seen through everything. He was pursuing the truth of heaven and earth and had his own thoughts. In his eyes, this woman was extremely beautiful. But when he finally closed his eyes, the burial soil was the same as Just like ordinary women, there is no difference.

The woman looked at the old Wang Lin, who was ten feet away, at his white-haired, wrinkled face, and at his bright, wise eyes. After a long time, she lowered her head and bowed gently.

, Old man, I met you once decades ago, and today we met for the second time, do you still remember? "

Wang Lin looked at the woman in front of him with thoughts in his eyes. After a long time, he smiled slightly, shook his head and spoke hoarsely.

,I forgot. "

Since you have forgotten, then forget about the good old man. I don’t know why, but when I see you, I always feel that we have met somewhere, not this time, but the last time I saw you. I want to know, what is your name? "The woman said softly with a smile on her face.

Old man Wang Lin. "Wang Lin looked calm and spoke slowly.

Wang Lin? "The woman frowned, thought carefully for a long time, and spoke softly with hesitation.

But the great scholar of Zhao State, Wang Lin? "

It's me. "Wang Lin nodded, his eyes showing the vicissitudes of life, as if they contained the heaven and earth in their depth.

"I must have remembered it wrong..." The woman thought about it for a long time, but she didn't think about why there was such a familiar source that made her heartache. She took a deep look at Wang Lin, and she didn't understand. Why did she see the other person? The tingling feeling was infinitely more intense than before, especially the old appearance of the other person, which made her feel unspeakable regret while feeling the tingling pain.

"Excuse me, farewell." She sighed softly, turned around and left with confusion and pain.

I wonder what the girl’s name is? "Wang Lin said softly.

Liu Mei, the eyebrow of the eyebrow. "The woman stopped and turned her head. Under Misato's eyes, a smile that made people's hearts flutter appeared. After hesitating for a moment, she slapped her right hand on the storage bag and took out a pill.

You are getting older, this elixir can keep you energetic, and it is fate that you and I meet each other, so I will give it to you, goodbye. "Liu Mei put down the elixir, and clouds appeared under her feet, and her body floated up with the clouds. It looked so beautiful.

Is it a previous life, reincarnation, or a dream...or is it all this, nothing...Liu Mei, Liu Mei...The dream life makes me sting the waking woman..." Wang Lin looked at the elixir, he The mood is well hidden.

For a long time, until the woman's figure on the horizon disappeared, Wang Lin raised his head and shouted a sentence in a hoarse voice with his greatest strength at the moment.

"Liu Mei, you must remember, no matter when it is, maybe the next life, maybe a reincarnation, maybe a dream, don't get to know a monk named Wang Lin again! Don't get to know him, don't come into contact with him... "

Liu Mei had already walked away, and Wang Lin didn't know if she heard him. He shouted with all his strength until his voice became hoarse, and until the Changhong in the distance no longer had any shadow.