Chapter 1038
Xiao Jue came to a villa not far away, quietly watching, the weather is very cold, the leaves of the trees have already fallen off, you can see that this place is very exquisite, view, living is a good location.
There were no waves and no accidents. He successfully found Xu Qiong's residence, which was the villa in front of him.
In the distance, a car came slowly, and a beautiful woman came down from the car. She was so familiar that Xiao Jue's heart was suddenly shocked. It was Xu Qiong.
She is well maintained. Although she has already passed her prime age, there is no trace of years. She is mature and steady.
Xiao Jue is in a trance and remembers a lot of past events. The beautiful women in those days were fond of talking and laughing, and were very cheerful. Now her temperament is completely different.
The passing years, the lost youth, changed a lot, if not meet here, he some dare not recognize.
"Mom." The other side of the door opened, a 16-7-year-old girl got out of the car, bouncing, very lively and beautiful, much like Xu Qiong 20 years ago.
In the distance, Xiao Jue was in a daze. After so many years, the girl who had once been a mother and had such a big daughter made him stand on the spot with mixed feelings.
"Years." He slowly spit out such three words.
In the distance, Xu Qiong just looked at him and saw him. The bag fell on the ground, and the expression on her face suddenly solidified. She was surprised to see here.
Then, she looked extremely excited, reached out her hand, pointed to Xiao Jue, and murmured: "you You You are... "
"Mom, what's the matter with you?" The girl quickly around the car, ran close, hugged her arm, worried shaking, and then followed her eyes to look here.
After so many years, Xiao Jue's appearance has not changed. She is even a few years younger than she was at the beginning. He comes to her in silence and faces her.
"Really Is that you? " Xu Qiong asked in a trembling voice.
"It's me." Xiao Jue nodded.
Such a meeting, many words for a time difficult to export, two people silent opposition, mood ups and downs.
"Go in and say it." Xu Qiong calmed down a little.
"Who is he, Ma?" The girl next to me whispered.
After entering the living room, Xu Qiong said, "Xu ye, go to your room and I'll talk to this uncle."
"What uncle, just a few years older than me." Xu Ye wrinkled his nose discontented, some witty and provocative mouth way: "Hello, little fart child, who are you?" With a joking tone, not offensive, it seems very lively.
"Go back to your room." Xu Qiong looks up.
"Oh, all right."
The living room was quiet, and neither of them spoke. For Xu Qiong, the appearance of Xiao Jue was too shocking.
After a long time, Xu Qiong opened her mouth and said, "these years Where on earth have you been? "
"Far away, as far away as my life-long efforts, until now I come back." Xiao Jue said bitterly.
Xu Qiong sighed and said, "I didn't wait for you for too long. I only waited for two years. People always want to live."
Xiao Jue nodded. Reality is not a novel. If people want to survive, live and wait for a lifetime, it is not realistic, it is just a beautiful story. People always have to go forward.
He didn't know how Xu Qiong got her parents here. Something must have happened and there were some stories.
"Xu Qiong, my parents..." Xiao Jue shuddered.
"If only you had come back three years earlier."
Xiao Jue was struck by lightning. The whole person leaned back on the sofa and felt dark. Although he had expected it, when he heard such a reply, he still fell into the abyss. His eyes turned black and his tears rolled uncontrollably.
Xu Qiong got up, took him into a room and told him that this was the last place where the two old people lived. Three years ago, one after another, they died one after another.
Xiao Jue kneels there, silent tears, dead grasp the sheets, want to feel all of them, capture the breath of existence.
"They really miss you very much. Every night, they hum the songs that lull you to sleep when you were a child, and touch the photos of your childhood..."
"In particular, when they can't move and can't move any more, they cling to the Yellow album for fear of losing it."
"In the last days, they rubbed with rough hands and looked at your photos with turbid eyes..."
Xiao Jue couldn't stand it any longer. She knelt on the ground and put her head on the bed. She cried out in grief.
Over the past 20 years, all his efforts have finally come to nothing. After all, he didn't see his parents. His heart was like a knife, full of sorrow and injury, and endless regret!
The pain of tearing heart and lung, tears gushed, blurred eyes, Xiao Jue's fingers were almost broken, he could not accept the result.
Xu Qiong retreated and left him alone in the room. In a trance, Xiao Jue felt a kind of warmth and call."Xiaojue, are you back..."
Xiao Jue was heartbroken, murmured in her mouth, weeping for blood, reciting the Sutra of Du Ren. She never thought that she would read it for her parents. Every word was branded in the void, with his sadness and grief, imprinted in the room.
The sorrow of the wind tree!
The son wants to be raised, but the family does not wait. The wandering son returns, does not see the father and the mother, the life and death are separated, where words desolate.
Xiao Jue burst into tears. All his efforts were in vain. He came back recklessly and crossed the boundless star territory. He could not get through the river of time. After all, it was a step too late.
He was trembling gently and reciting the Sutra. What a pain it was. He read Taoist Scriptures for his parents in tears, hoping that they would die.
Xiao Jue bit her lips, and the blood dripped down. Her words were stained with blood. The whole room was filled with runes, which were branded with emptiness.
For more than 20 years, his goal in life is to come back, meet his parents, meet them again, and let the smile reappear on their old and sad faces. For this reason, he went through life and death to return. However, parents are not here In a moment, his life had no purpose and the whole world collapsed.
"Dad, mom..." Xiao Jue murmured, tears constantly falling, trembling, reciting the Du Ren Jing, never thought of seeing her parents off like this.
This is not the greatest pain in the world.
He has a lot of words to say, about the past 20 years of missing, but people are gone, what else can he do? Only choking, tears rolling down.
Xiao Jue's heart is in pain. All his efforts have turned into nothingness in front of the years. Everything can't come back and can't be changed.
The pallor of life, the merciless years, he is so sad and helpless, reaching into the void, nothing can be grasped!
He felt that he was so ridiculous that he thought that one day as long as invincible in the world, he could smash everything and change everything. But now, God directly gave him a blow in the head, let him mourn to be unable, kneel on the ground, did not want to get up.
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There were no waves and no accidents. He successfully found Xu Qiong's residence, which was the villa in front of him.
In the distance, a car came slowly, and a beautiful woman came down from the car. She was so familiar that Xiao Jue's heart was suddenly shocked. It was Xu Qiong.
She is well maintained. Although she has already passed her prime age, there is no trace of years. She is mature and steady.
Xiao Jue is in a trance and remembers a lot of past events. The beautiful women in those days were fond of talking and laughing, and were very cheerful. Now her temperament is completely different.
The passing years, the lost youth, changed a lot, if not meet here, he some dare not recognize.
"Mom." The other side of the door opened, a 16-7-year-old girl got out of the car, bouncing, very lively and beautiful, much like Xu Qiong 20 years ago.
In the distance, Xiao Jue was in a daze. After so many years, the girl who had once been a mother and had such a big daughter made him stand on the spot with mixed feelings.
"Years." He slowly spit out such three words.
In the distance, Xu Qiong just looked at him and saw him. The bag fell on the ground, and the expression on her face suddenly solidified. She was surprised to see here.
Then, she looked extremely excited, reached out her hand, pointed to Xiao Jue, and murmured: "you You You are... "
"Mom, what's the matter with you?" The girl quickly around the car, ran close, hugged her arm, worried shaking, and then followed her eyes to look here.
After so many years, Xiao Jue's appearance has not changed. She is even a few years younger than she was at the beginning. He comes to her in silence and faces her.
"Really Is that you? " Xu Qiong asked in a trembling voice.
"It's me." Xiao Jue nodded.
Such a meeting, many words for a time difficult to export, two people silent opposition, mood ups and downs.
"Go in and say it." Xu Qiong calmed down a little.
"Who is he, Ma?" The girl next to me whispered.
After entering the living room, Xu Qiong said, "Xu ye, go to your room and I'll talk to this uncle."
"What uncle, just a few years older than me." Xu Ye wrinkled his nose discontented, some witty and provocative mouth way: "Hello, little fart child, who are you?" With a joking tone, not offensive, it seems very lively.
"Go back to your room." Xu Qiong looks up.
"Oh, all right."
The living room was quiet, and neither of them spoke. For Xu Qiong, the appearance of Xiao Jue was too shocking.
After a long time, Xu Qiong opened her mouth and said, "these years Where on earth have you been? "
"Far away, as far away as my life-long efforts, until now I come back." Xiao Jue said bitterly.
Xu Qiong sighed and said, "I didn't wait for you for too long. I only waited for two years. People always want to live."
Xiao Jue nodded. Reality is not a novel. If people want to survive, live and wait for a lifetime, it is not realistic, it is just a beautiful story. People always have to go forward.
He didn't know how Xu Qiong got her parents here. Something must have happened and there were some stories.
"Xu Qiong, my parents..." Xiao Jue shuddered.
"If only you had come back three years earlier."
Xiao Jue was struck by lightning. The whole person leaned back on the sofa and felt dark. Although he had expected it, when he heard such a reply, he still fell into the abyss. His eyes turned black and his tears rolled uncontrollably.
Xu Qiong got up, took him into a room and told him that this was the last place where the two old people lived. Three years ago, one after another, they died one after another.
Xiao Jue kneels there, silent tears, dead grasp the sheets, want to feel all of them, capture the breath of existence.
"They really miss you very much. Every night, they hum the songs that lull you to sleep when you were a child, and touch the photos of your childhood..."
"In particular, when they can't move and can't move any more, they cling to the Yellow album for fear of losing it."
"In the last days, they rubbed with rough hands and looked at your photos with turbid eyes..."
Xiao Jue couldn't stand it any longer. She knelt on the ground and put her head on the bed. She cried out in grief.
Over the past 20 years, all his efforts have finally come to nothing. After all, he didn't see his parents. His heart was like a knife, full of sorrow and injury, and endless regret!
The pain of tearing heart and lung, tears gushed, blurred eyes, Xiao Jue's fingers were almost broken, he could not accept the result.
Xu Qiong retreated and left him alone in the room. In a trance, Xiao Jue felt a kind of warmth and call."Xiaojue, are you back..."
Xiao Jue was heartbroken, murmured in her mouth, weeping for blood, reciting the Sutra of Du Ren. She never thought that she would read it for her parents. Every word was branded in the void, with his sadness and grief, imprinted in the room.
The sorrow of the wind tree!
The son wants to be raised, but the family does not wait. The wandering son returns, does not see the father and the mother, the life and death are separated, where words desolate.
Xiao Jue burst into tears. All his efforts were in vain. He came back recklessly and crossed the boundless star territory. He could not get through the river of time. After all, it was a step too late.
He was trembling gently and reciting the Sutra. What a pain it was. He read Taoist Scriptures for his parents in tears, hoping that they would die.
Xiao Jue bit her lips, and the blood dripped down. Her words were stained with blood. The whole room was filled with runes, which were branded with emptiness.
For more than 20 years, his goal in life is to come back, meet his parents, meet them again, and let the smile reappear on their old and sad faces. For this reason, he went through life and death to return. However, parents are not here In a moment, his life had no purpose and the whole world collapsed.
"Dad, mom..." Xiao Jue murmured, tears constantly falling, trembling, reciting the Du Ren Jing, never thought of seeing her parents off like this.
This is not the greatest pain in the world.
He has a lot of words to say, about the past 20 years of missing, but people are gone, what else can he do? Only choking, tears rolling down.
Xiao Jue's heart is in pain. All his efforts have turned into nothingness in front of the years. Everything can't come back and can't be changed.
The pallor of life, the merciless years, he is so sad and helpless, reaching into the void, nothing can be grasped!
He felt that he was so ridiculous that he thought that one day as long as invincible in the world, he could smash everything and change everything. But now, God directly gave him a blow in the head, let him mourn to be unable, kneel on the ground, did not want to get up.
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