[I wish I hadn't remembered the past. That way, I wouldn't be in so much pain.
Without memories, I would panic and be afraid, but I would rather be ignorant to the end.
However, nothing is so perfect. How could I not understand?
Wei Ling]
"Brother, let me tell you a story."
Wei Ling sat on the swing. This used to be his favorite thing. His father had personally made it for him.
Unfortunately, things had changed.
There was a little boy whose fifteen years were blank.
Was it scary?
No, the little boy didn't think there was anything scary.
Because he had Xiao Hua, Xiao Qing, and that man.
The little boy admired that man very much because he knew a lot and taught the little boy a lot.
He still remembered that the first person the little boy saw when he opened his eyes was him. At that time, he smiled very warmly.
He told the little boy about his background. He said that he was chased by his enemies and accidentally injured. In order to not be in danger, he needed to temporarily live in the wilderness.
It was really a wilderness. When he went out, he saw endless trees.
At that time, the little boy didn't think much of it. He didn't have much desire to look out.
Perhaps he felt that the man was very harmless and didn't have any doubts about his words.
The little boy didn't know what he looked like. One day, when he was bathing, he found something on his face.
His first feeling was that he didn't have those things, but he couldn't figure out where that thought came from.
Later on, he didn't pay much attention to it, but he would subconsciously hide his face.
The little boy's intuition told him that it was better not to be seen by others.
The reason for that was because even he found those runes to be very strange, let alone others.
The little boy also asked his teacher, the man who had been taking care of him.
He told the little boy that it was his family's emblem. The reason why it was on his face was because he had used a special method to save him.
He said that the necklace he had been wearing was a treasure. At that time, the little boy didn't have any memory of it, so he naturally didn't understand what he was saying.
He forgot about it immediately because the little boy felt that it was already very good to be able to survive.
Why did he have to investigate so much? Wouldn't he be causing trouble for himself?
Time passed very quickly. That man didn't come to see the little boy often. He seemed to be very busy.
However, he would communicate with the little boy every once in a while, emphasizing that the little boy was not allowed to go out.
The little boy could only play in the forest every day. Fortunately, he had Little Blossom and Little Green, so he didn't feel lonely.
Until that day, he found that the animals in the forest began to run around wildly.
Some trees also began to wither for no reason, and the air began to be filled with the smell of blood.
He immediately called the teacher. He wanted to ask what was going on and if he was alright.
But the phone didn't connect for many days.
By the time he received his teacher's call, it was already a month later. After listening to his teacher's instructions, the little boy was relieved.
He brought Littleflower and Little Green out to look for food, but he didn't expect to meet a group of people.
Wei Ling stopped, but his eyes were filled with tears.
"Now that I think about it, how I wish I had never met you all."
That way, he wouldn't have to follow them all the way to Ring City and wouldn't see his teacher.
He would never see that person again, his biological father whom he should call father.
"Ten years old, what a tender age. Just because I accidentally found out about his secret, he heartlessly attacked his own son. How ruthless."
"I was caught by the enemy on the way home after school. At that time, I was still fantasizing, still waiting for my father to save me."
"Heh … I did manage to wait for my father, but he didn't come to save me. He came to kill me."
"Brother, do you know how desperate I was when that cold dagger pierced my body?"
"Why did he do this to me? I am his son, not a tool to be used, and not a pet to be abandoned."
Wei Ling cried out loud. His tears had already wet his chest, but he didn't realize it.
Feeling the warm hand on his shoulder, Wei Ling looked up, not letting his tears fall again.
"The story isn't over yet, but I think you've guessed it. That little boy was me."
I don't know if anyone can understand the excitement of seeing my father in the midst of my uneasiness.
It was like a drowning person meeting duckweed. My anxiety turned into relief.
But this situation didn't last long because I saw the person who kidnapped me following behind my father.
He even nodded respectfully at my father, like a subordinate greeting his superior.
At that moment, I was stunned. Did my father subdue that person?
But when he took out the knife, I smiled sadly. I was still too naive.
After all, I was only ten years old at that time. How much could I know about the ways of the world?
Feeling the air getting thinner and thinner, I looked at my father who was close to me, trying to see regret on his face.
But there was nothing. He was still smiling. His smile was full of anticipation, full of anticipation.
It was as if he had been waiting for me to die. It was too strange and too hard to understand.
Only now did I understand that this was a trap that had been set up for a long time.
We're just a necessary chess piece that can be used at any time.
Every night, I would be awakened by the scene of my father stabbing a dagger into my heart with a smile. I would sit there in a daze until dawn.
My world seemed to have sunk into darkness, and I couldn't find a trace of light anymore.
I was afraid and unwilling. I wanted to ask him why, why.
Could it be that the legendary immortality was more important than his own son? I didn't understand, and I didn't understand.
"Brother, actually, sometimes I blame you guys. Why did you pass by that place that day?"
"I also blame myself. Why did I suddenly feel that it was fun and let Little Blossom and Little Cyan find trouble with you guys?"
"If only we were at peace at that time and went our separate ways."
"I was still that carefree, heartless, naughty boy who ran around with Little Blossom and Little Cyan."
"And I wouldn't … be trapped in my past memories and can't walk out."
Wei Ling shrank into the swing and buried his head in his knees.
This was a method that only people who were extremely insecure would use.
Because only in this way would they feel safe and outsiders wouldn't pry into their vulnerability.
Wei Hongyu sat beside Wei Ling and put his arm around his shoulder. His tone was very soft. "I'm sorry."
I'm sorry that I didn't know you had carried so much. I'm sorry that I couldn't do anything for you.
I only hope that you can be happy in the future. I hope that you can … let go.
"It's okay. We are brothers." Wei Ling raised his head and showed a bright smile without any haze.
There was still a long way to go in the future. There would always be deeper memories that would bury these bad things.
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