[How I wish I had never remembered the past, so that I wouldn’t be in so much pain.
I would panic and be afraid if I had no memory, but I would rather remain ignorant.
But after all, nothing is so perfect, and I understand that.
—————Wei Ling】
"Brother, let me tell you a story."
Wei Ling sat on the swing, which used to be his favorite thing and was made for him by his father.
Unfortunately, things have changed.
There was a little boy whose fifteen years were blank.
Is it scary?
No, the little boy didn't think there was anything to be afraid of.
Because he has Xiaohua and Xiaoqing, and that man.
The little boy admired the man very much because he knew so much and taught him a lot.
I still remember that the first person the little boy saw when he opened his eyes was him, and his smile was very warm at that time.
He told the little boy his life story, saying that he was accidentally injured while being chased by his enemies, and in order to avoid danger, he needed to live in this wilderness temporarily.
It is truly a desolate wilderness, with endless trees as far as the eye can see when you step out of the door.
The little boy didn't think anything of it at the time, nor did he have much desire to go out.
Perhaps because she thought the man was harmless, she did not doubt his words at all.
The child didn't know what he looked like, and one day while taking a bath he discovered something on his face.
The first feeling was that he didn't seem to have those things before, and for a moment he couldn't figure out how that idea came up.
Later on I didn’t care much about it, but I would subconsciously hide my face.
The little boy's intuition told him that it would be better not to be seen in this state by others.
Because those runes looked very strange to him, let alone others.
The little boy also asked his teacher, the man who had always taken care of him.
He told the little boy that it was his family crest, and that it was on his face because a special method was used to save him.
He said that the necklace he had always worn was a treasure and so on. At that time, the little boy had no memory of it and naturally did not understand what he said.
He immediately forgot about it because the little boy thought that being alive was good enough.
Why bother to explore so much? It will only cause trouble for yourself.
Time passed quickly, and the man didn't come to see the little boy often. He seemed to be very busy.
But 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 had no choice but to play in the forest every day. Fortunately, he had Xiaohua and Xiaoqing with him, so he didn't feel lonely.
Until that day, he discovered that the animals in the forest began to run around wildly.
Some trees began to die for no reason, and the air began to be filled with the smell of blood.
He immediately called his teacher to ask what was going on and to see if he was okay.
But the phone was not connected and it didn't work for many days.
It was a month later that the little boy received a call from his teacher. After listening to his instructions, he felt relieved.
I took Xiaohua and Xiaoqing out to find food, but unexpectedly met a group of people.
Wei Ling stopped, but his eyes were already filled with tears.
"Thinking back now, I wish I had never met you."
That way he wouldn't have to follow them all the way to the Ring City and wouldn't have to meet the teacher.
He will never see that man again, the biological father he should call dad.
"Ten years old, such a naive age. Just because I accidentally knew his secret, he cruelly attacked his own son. How cruel."
"I was caught by hostile people on the way home from school. At that time, I was still fantasizing and waiting for my father to rescue me."
"Heh... I did 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 would he do this to me? I'm his son, not a tool to be used, nor a pet to be discarded."
Wei Ling burst into tears, his tears already soaking his chest, but he was unaware.
Feeling the warm hand on his shoulder, Wei Ling raised his head to prevent his tears from falling again.
"The story isn't over yet, but I think you've guessed it. That little boy is me."
I don’t know if anyone understands the excitement I felt when I saw my father in the midst of anxiety.
It's like a drowning person encountering duckweed, and his panic turns into peace of mind.
But this situation did not last long, because I saw the man who kidnapped me following my father.
He also nodded respectfully to his father, as if he were a subordinate to his superior.
At that moment, I was stunned. Did my father subdue that man as well?
But when he took out the knife, I smiled bitterly. It turned out that I was too naive.
Yes, after all, I was only ten years old at that time, so how much could I understand about the ways of the world?
Feeling the air getting thinner and thinner, I strained to look at my father who was so close to me, trying to see regret on his face.
However, there was nothing, but he was still smiling, smiling with anticipation, especially anticipation.
It's as if it has been waiting for me to die. It's so strange and so incomprehensible.
Only now did I realize that this was a plot that had been set up for a long time.
We are all just indispensable chess pieces that can be used at any time.
Every time I woke up in the middle of the night, I would be awakened by the scene of my father smiling and stabbing a dagger into my heart, and I would sit there in a daze until dawn.
It seemed as if my world was plunged into darkness, and I could no longer find a trace of light.
I was scared and unwilling. I really wanted to ask him why, why.
Is the legendary immortality really more important than having one’s own son? I don’t understand and I don’t know.
"Brother, actually, sometimes I blame you guys. Why did you pass by there that day?"
"I also blame myself for suddenly finding it so funny that I let Xiaohua and Xiaoqing cause trouble for you."
"It would be nice if we could live in peace and go home at that time."
"I'm still that carefree, heartless kid running around everywhere, using Xiaohua and Xiaoqing as bullies."
"I won't be trapped in the memories of the past and unable to get out."
Wei Ling huddled into the swing and buried his head in his knees.
This is the approach that only extremely insecure people would take.
Because only in this way can they feel safe and outsiders will not see their vulnerability.
Wei Hongyu sat next to Wei Ling, put his arm around his shoulders, and said softly, "I'm sorry."
I'm sorry I didn't know you had carried so much, I'm sorry I can't do anything for you.
I just hope that you can be happy, joyful, and able to...let go in the future.
"It's okay, we are brothers." Wei Ling raised his head and showed a bright smile without a trace of gloom.
The road ahead is still long, and we will always encounter deeper memories to bury these bad things.
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