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Leng Can was speechless. He knocked on the door and shouted, "Mom, Dad! It's really me, Leng Can! The real deal, your biological son!"
The cold mother and father looked at each other, threw down the things in their hands, opened the door again, leaving a crack, and revealed two eyes looking at them from top to bottom.
"Mom, Dad..." Leng Can looked at their cautious appearance, put his face close to the door, and pointed at his own face, "Look carefully, I didn't lie to you, I am your biological son!"
"It really is our son..." Leng's father and mother sighed, opened the door, and took a few steps forward, grabbing his arm and looking at him. Leng's father scratched his face, "Why is he even paler and fatter? He looks like he was kicked out for being lazy and gluttonous."
Leng Can didn't want to listen to him, so he stretched out his arms and hugged them both in his arms, "Do you miss me?"
"I've thought about it." Leng's mother patted his back. "Why did you come back so suddenly? Are you going to leave now that you're back?"
Leng's father also imitated Leng's mother, patting his back to comfort him, "It's okay, it's good to rush down the mountain, our family can support you."
"Xiao Mo sent me down." Leng Can was not so excited. He gently pushed them away and pulled Cong Mo who was standing beside him. "I was not driven down."
"I can testify." Cong Mo said, "Xiao Can... took the initiative to go down the mountain."
"You must be unable to stay here any longer." Leng's father pouted and patted his shoulder solemnly. "It's okay. It's normal for a young man to experience some setbacks. It's good for you to go home. We will support you."
Leng Can: “…”
"Ouch..." Mother Leng pretended to be angry and pushed Father Leng, "You talk too much."
Then he walked over to Cong Mo happily and started chatting with her. "Cong girl has grown up so much, so pretty. I love her so much. Leng Can must have gotten into a lot of trouble recently. I'm leaving it to you to take care of him. This kid..."
"Why are you letting a girl carry the luggage?" Leng's father recognized that the luggage on her shoulders was Leng Can's, and hurriedly took the package from her shoulders. "Just give it to me, thank you for your help. This kid is like this. You can beat him up if you have nothing to do. He is very tough."
Cong Mo didn't understand the politeness in his words, "I won't hit Xiaocan."
"Haha... no fighting, no fighting, peaceful coexistence is best." Mother Leng winked at Father Leng, "Hurry up and take your things in. I want to catch up with Miss Cong."
"Okay, you guys can have a good chat and stay for dinner tonight!" As soon as Leng's father went in, two little kids ran out from inside.
"What? My brother is really back? Oh my... why is my brother so white?"
A little fat boy and a little thin boy. There were red marks on the little fat boy's face. It was obvious that they had just been woken up. They were not shy. When they saw Leng Can, their eyes widened a lot. They pushed Leng's father and mother aside and pounced directly on Leng Can, knocking him to stagger. It was Cong Mo who supported him from behind and prevented him from falling.
The little fat boy hugged his left arm and said, "Brother, brother, why did you take so long to come back? You've grown so tall. We've all become black, but how come you're as white as a steamed bun?"
The skinny boy hugged his right arm and said, "We've all grown up and become big kids now. You've missed our growth process! The book says that childhood missed can never be made up!"
"That's why I'm back." Leng Can pulled his arm out with all his strength, rubbing his head with one hand, "Are you guys good at home?"
He was being pestered by his two younger brothers and responded to them perfunctorily. Most of his thoughts were on Cong Mo, and he pricked up his ears to listen to what his mother had to say to her.
Leng's mother took Cong Mo's hand and said, "Cong girl, it will be dark if you go back now. It will be very dangerous to go alone. Why don't you stay for dinner and one night before going back? There are plenty of rooms here."
"No." Cong Mo politely declined. "I'm just sending Xiaocan back. I have something else to do at Wuqing Mountain. It's very important. I have to go back quickly and get him here safely."
After she said that, Leng's mother couldn't say anything else to keep her.
"Well, we won't keep you here any longer." Mother Leng smiled kindly, "Come back another day when you have time."
"good."
Leng Can heard Cong Mo was about to leave, and immediately pushed his two younger brothers aside and went into the house, "Mom, you go in first, I want to say goodbye to Xiao Mo, and then I'll go in later."
"Okay, let's go in." Leng's mother looked at them meaningfully, "Let's talk for a while, there's no need to rush in."
The two little kids also followed their mother's example, "Don't worry..."
“No rush…”
Leng Can: “…”
He ignored them and quickly pulled Cong Mo aside. After watching them close the door, he said, "Xiao Mo, I..."
There were only two people left. Looking at Cong Mo, he didn't know what to say. He opened his mouth and could only utter "I", "I, I..."
"I've thought about it." Cong Mo interrupted him and took the initiative to say, "Didn't you just want to know if I would still come to see you if you didn't need me?"
"Ah? Hmm..." Leng Can scratched the back of his neck. He had never thought of hearing the answer to this question from Cong Mo. After all, eight out of ten things Cong Mo said were things he didn't like. But now that they were about to part ways, he just wanted to talk to her more and didn't expect to hear anything nice. "Then will you come to see me?"
Cong Mo raised his head and looked into his eyes. "If everything ends fortunately, I will."
"When will it end?" Leng Can grabbed her hand, his expression downcast. "Give me some... anticipation, okay?"
"...I..." Cong Mo's eyes slowly drooped, avoiding his sight, "...I don't know, but today we went to the Demon Realm, everything is fine, maybe it will be over soon."
"You won't get hurt, right?"
Cong Mo didn't answer, but lowered his head to gesture for him to look at the bracelet on his wrist, "The bracelet is still there."
Leng Can immediately promised, "I will wear it every night and won't lose it. This is a gift from you."
"Well, I believe you." Yi You let go of his hand and gently pushed him, "Go back quickly, everyone is waiting for you. If I don't leave now, it will be inconvenient when it gets dark."
"Then hug me for a while, okay?" Leng Can gently pulled her fingers, "Just for a moment, then I'll go back."
Before Cong Mo could answer, he hugged her directly, put his arms around her waist tightly, and buried his head in her neck.
I will miss you very much, Xiaomo.
"Get up, it's over." Cong Mo pushed his shoulder lightly without using any strength.
"I understand." When they separated, Leng Can deliberately turned his face to the side and stole a kiss on her ear that was not really a kiss.
Cong Mo only felt his ears itchy, and didn't notice anything else. He stepped on the sword and waved to him, "I'm leaving, let go."
"Remember to come and see me!" Leng Can was reluctant to leave. "You must remember."
Cong Mo didn't say anything, as if he didn't hear it. The sword flew quickly into the sky and left here.
Leng Can looked at her departing back and didn't even have the strength to cry. Silent sadness filled him. From childhood to adulthood, this was the first time the two of them were going to be separated, and there was no time limit for their separation.
He didn't know when he would be able to see Xiaomo again.
If I had known earlier, I would have shamelessly gone up and kissed her a few more times, or told her that I regretted it and begged her to take me back.
"You're useless..." He sniffed twice and scolded himself, "You're such a grown-up, and you're crying all the time. Isn't it just... that you don't like me? Who says you have to like me..."
Turning around, the whole family was standing together, four of them close together, staring at him intently, four pairs of eyes, eight in total. Leng Can tasted the word "sympathy" from their eyes.
"When did you come out? Why is there no sound..."
"The door is making a sound, brother, you are so sad that you can't hear anything." The little fat man shouted.
"That's right..." The skinny guy echoed him, "Brother is so sad. I missed my beautiful sister. Now that she's gone, she doesn't care about you."
"You two little brats don't know shit! Do you even know what 'rare' means?" Leng Can went up and kicked each of them. "Mom, I wasn't here for a few years. How did you teach them?"
"I taught her seriously." Leng's father curled his lips, getting angry at his useless look. "You said you've been following Miss Cong around since you were little. The whole village knows you're attracted to Miss Cong and want to marry her in the future. I thought you'd follow her up the mountain and eventually find a wife for our family. After so long, you're still single when you come back. You said Miss Cong didn't care about you when she was stupid. Now that she's so pretty and energetic, how could she be attracted to someone like you who can't even lift a weight or carry anything?"
Leng Can blushed with anger and lied, "When did I ever care about her?"
"Even your two silly brothers with sharp eyes can see it, who can't see it?"
"Who said I could see that?..." Leng Can was so depressed by his words that he pursed his lips and was about to cry. He was already feeling wronged, and now all the sadness that had accumulated since childhood was all bursting into his heart, piercing his pain. "Cong Mo couldn't see that! When I went down the mountain, she didn't even stay with me, nor did she say a few nice words to me. She doesn't care about me, so why should I care about her? It's all my fault, it's all my fault..."
After mumbling for a long time without knowing who to blame, he wiped his nose, stamped his feet, pushed aside a few people and ran to the yard, "I'm hungry, I want to eat now!"
"Oh...this kid, it's only been less than an hour since he finished lunch." Leng's mother hurried in and said, "Come here, heat up the pork elbow left over from lunch for the young master."
"Dad, what's wrong with my brother? Does my beautiful sister really not like him? My brother is quite handsome and fair." The two sons held their cold father, their faces full of childish innocence.
The cold father rubbed his chin and snored the skinny boy's head, almost making him fall over. "You'll understand when you can catch up with your second brother and be as strong as him."
"What does Dad mean?" The skinny boy covered his head and looked at his father's back as he walked in, completely puzzled.
The little fat man pretended to be serious, holding his waist and walking towards the yard, "You will understand when you are stronger than me."
Skinny guy: "..."
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