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Under the corner of the willow tree beside the tomb of Yejiahou Shanzu.
Ye Hao stood in front of a low tombstone under the rain, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
He felt his heart empty and chattering right now.
He had thought about the scene of his Ye family many times before.
He might fight in the Ye family, he might die forever, and he might seek justice for his mother.
But he thought of the beginning, but did not think of the result.
God is teasing him.
What makes Ye Hao feel that his hatred over the years is?
Does he hate the Ye family? Elder Ye was right. The Ye family didn't owe him anything. The Ye family had raised their mother and son for 25 years.
Ye Chongming doesn't come to see him? He is not Ye Chongming's son at all, so people don't see what you have to do.
Ye Hao felt like he was a joke all these years, and the goal he had always been firm had suddenly disappeared.
"Mother. Why don't you tell me."
Ye Hao stroked the tombstone, his tone trembling.
"Are you not going to tell me all this if I don't come to Ye's house."
The rain blurred his perspective, and Ye Hao's mood had never been like this.
Even in the face of the seven kills, fighting against the Sun Yushen alone, and fighting against Tianmu Mountain, he has never lived like this.
No matter how powerful an enemy he faced, even if he couldn't defeat it, at least there was a breath of energy in Ye Hao's heart.
But at this moment, Ye Hao actually felt a sense of powerlessness.
He took out the white rabbit toffee in his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.
This is what my mother used to eat when I was young.
Maybe because it has been left for a long time, the taste of the sugar has changed a bit, but the feeling has never changed, because this is the sugar my mother left for me.
The heavy rain is getting bigger and bigger.
Ye Hao suddenly raised his head, he patted the tombstone into powder with a palm, and dug up the mud that covered it.
The urn buried below was exposed.
Ye Hao took off his coat and placed it on the urn, then slowly picked it up and placed it in his arms.
"Mom. I'm here to pick you up."
Ye Hao stood up and walked slowly in the heavy rain.
From the back mountain of Ye family, all the way to the gate of Ye family.
Many Ye family members saw Ye Hao who behaved weirdly. They didn't dare to stop them and could only watch from a distance.
"Brother Hao." A Qianying trot over with an umbrella.
It was Ye Yaoer who came back from Tianmu Mountain.
"Brother Hao, what are you doing?" Ye Yaoer said worriedly as she watched Ye Hao's soul not staying at home.
"Help me tell the old lady Ye. Ye Hao, I owe the Ye family a favor, so you can ask me if you have anything."
Ye Hao whispered and left the Ye family.
Yejia Wing
"What? Ye Hao is gone?" Nangong Ziqiong abruptly got up and looked at Ye Yaoer in surprise.
Ye Yaoer nodded and said in a low voice, "But Brother Hao looked strange when he left. It feels... it feels like a lost soul."
Recalling Ye Hao's appearance just now, Ye Yao'er was still a little bit scared. It was the first time she saw Ye Hao like that.
"This guy. We rushed over to rescue him, he actually left without saying goodbye!" Nangong Ziqiong stamped her foot.
"Since he's gone, at least he should be fine." Captain Chi Gang breathed a sigh of relief on the side: "Miss Nangong, you called me before but you scared me. This kid is so courageous and dare to break into Ye's house. ."
"Who knows what he thinks all day long, let us go home by ourselves."
...
This rain continued until the afternoon, and when the sky cleared, there was already a large sunset cloud on the horizon.
On the bank of the Qianjiang River.
On a huge boulder, a man with wet whole body and without godly eyes was sitting there, watching the sunset in the distance, his eyes finally had a little color, but he was still lifeless.
"How long are you going to sit here."
An indifferent voice came from the side.
Ye Hao slowly raised his head, and Nightingale dressed in black leather appeared beside him.
Ye Hao did not speak, but hugged the urn in his arms tightly, as if only in this way could he calm down his mind.
Nightingale walked to Ye Hao and squatted down beside Ye Hao.
"If you have something to say, it is not good to hold it in your heart."
Ye Hao opened his mouth, but he couldn't say what he said.
"It's about your mother, right."
Nightingale stared at Ye Hao with calm eyes.
Seeing these clear and waveless eyes, Ye Hao's heart suddenly felt a lot easier.
"I found myself just a joke. People who hated for decades turned out to be..." Ye Hao choked.
"At least you still have a home..."
As soon as Nightingale's voice fell, Ye Hao retorted with mockery.
"Home? I don't even know my surname now. He Hao? Wang Hao? Or Chen Hao?"
"Do you think I live a joke."
Nightingale raised her hand and gently placed it on Ye Hao's head.
"Is the name important? It's just a few words. To live alone depends on whether there is anything in his heart."
Nightingale's hand slowly put down and pressed it against Ye Hao's chest.
"Feel it for yourself, is your heart full."
Ye Hao felt the temperature of Nightingale's palm, and suddenly Nightingale's palm moved away. She fell to her side, her ears pressed against Ye Hao's chest.
"I thought about it before. Is my life boring, or is it just a joke? I knew nothing at that time, I only killed people."
"At that time my heart was empty and dead, but then my friends walked into my heart. They filled my heart, and they took me to go shopping, sing and sing after the task was over. Watching movies. They add color to my world."
"They told me that I can live like this."
"After that, my heart was empty again because they were gone. I sank for a while, but then I found out that I couldn't be like that. Although they disappeared, the memory is still in my heart."
"I can live with this memory. Or, set a new goal for myself. No matter what, I can force myself to go on."
Listening to Nightingale's words, Ye Hao subconsciously asked: "Then your goal is revenge?"
Nightingale was silent for a long time.
"Yes, revenge. Only revenge can **** out of that empty abyss. Only revenge can make me feel alive. Although this is sad, at least it won't let them down."
Ye Hao raised his head, he looked at the sky.
"Aim?"
Ye Hao's eyes became more colorful.
"father?"
A word came out of Ye Hao's mouth, Ye Hao stood up abruptly, and Nightingale stepped aside.
Ye Hao opened the ashes in his hand, his hand gently encased the ashes, and then scattered it facing Qianjiang.
"Mom. You said you like the sea before, so I will scatter your ashes here. The scenery here is good."
"Sorry, I may not be able to do as you tell me. I will find that man, no matter where he is, whether he is dead or alive, I will find him."
"I want to ask him why he left us. I want to ask him why he didn't come back to find you all these years."
"If he is still alive, I will bring him back to see you, and he will let him kneel here and make amends for you."
Unconsciously, the ashes in the urn were empty.
But Ye Hao's heart was full. He put down some things, and at the same time picked up some things again. Ye Hao at this time has also changed a lot from before.
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Under the corner of the willow tree beside the tomb of Yejiahou Shanzu.
Ye Hao stood in front of a low tombstone under the rain, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.
He felt his heart empty and chattering right now.
He had thought about the scene of his Ye family many times before.
He might fight in the Ye family, he might die forever, and he might seek justice for his mother.
But he thought of the beginning, but did not think of the result.
God is teasing him.
What makes Ye Hao feel that his hatred over the years is?
Does he hate the Ye family? Elder Ye was right. The Ye family didn't owe him anything. The Ye family had raised their mother and son for 25 years.
Ye Chongming doesn't come to see him? He is not Ye Chongming's son at all, so people don't see what you have to do.
Ye Hao felt like he was a joke all these years, and the goal he had always been firm had suddenly disappeared.
"Mother. Why don't you tell me."
Ye Hao stroked the tombstone, his tone trembling.
"Are you not going to tell me all this if I don't come to Ye's house."
The rain blurred his perspective, and Ye Hao's mood had never been like this.
Even in the face of the seven kills, fighting against the Sun Yushen alone, and fighting against Tianmu Mountain, he has never lived like this.
No matter how powerful an enemy he faced, even if he couldn't defeat it, at least there was a breath of energy in Ye Hao's heart.
But at this moment, Ye Hao actually felt a sense of powerlessness.
He took out the white rabbit toffee in his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.
This is what my mother used to eat when I was young.
Maybe because it has been left for a long time, the taste of the sugar has changed a bit, but the feeling has never changed, because this is the sugar my mother left for me.
The heavy rain is getting bigger and bigger.
Ye Hao suddenly raised his head, he patted the tombstone into powder with a palm, and dug up the mud that covered it.
The urn buried below was exposed.
Ye Hao took off his coat and placed it on the urn, then slowly picked it up and placed it in his arms.
"Mom. I'm here to pick you up."
Ye Hao stood up and walked slowly in the heavy rain.
From the back mountain of Ye family, all the way to the gate of Ye family.
Many Ye family members saw Ye Hao who behaved weirdly. They didn't dare to stop them and could only watch from a distance.
"Brother Hao." A Qianying trot over with an umbrella.
It was Ye Yaoer who came back from Tianmu Mountain.
"Brother Hao, what are you doing?" Ye Yaoer said worriedly as she watched Ye Hao's soul not staying at home.
"Help me tell the old lady Ye. Ye Hao, I owe the Ye family a favor, so you can ask me if you have anything."
Ye Hao whispered and left the Ye family.
Yejia Wing
"What? Ye Hao is gone?" Nangong Ziqiong abruptly got up and looked at Ye Yaoer in surprise.
Ye Yaoer nodded and said in a low voice, "But Brother Hao looked strange when he left. It feels... it feels like a lost soul."
Recalling Ye Hao's appearance just now, Ye Yao'er was still a little bit scared. It was the first time she saw Ye Hao like that.
"This guy. We rushed over to rescue him, he actually left without saying goodbye!" Nangong Ziqiong stamped her foot.
"Since he's gone, at least he should be fine." Captain Chi Gang breathed a sigh of relief on the side: "Miss Nangong, you called me before but you scared me. This kid is so courageous and dare to break into Ye's house. ."
"Who knows what he thinks all day long, let us go home by ourselves."
...
This rain continued until the afternoon, and when the sky cleared, there was already a large sunset cloud on the horizon.
On the bank of the Qianjiang River.
On a huge boulder, a man with wet whole body and without godly eyes was sitting there, watching the sunset in the distance, his eyes finally had a little color, but he was still lifeless.
"How long are you going to sit here."
An indifferent voice came from the side.
Ye Hao slowly raised his head, and Nightingale dressed in black leather appeared beside him.
Ye Hao did not speak, but hugged the urn in his arms tightly, as if only in this way could he calm down his mind.
Nightingale walked to Ye Hao and squatted down beside Ye Hao.
"If you have something to say, it is not good to hold it in your heart."
Ye Hao opened his mouth, but he couldn't say what he said.
"It's about your mother, right."
Nightingale stared at Ye Hao with calm eyes.
Seeing these clear and waveless eyes, Ye Hao's heart suddenly felt a lot easier.
"I found myself just a joke. People who hated for decades turned out to be..." Ye Hao choked.
"At least you still have a home..."
As soon as Nightingale's voice fell, Ye Hao retorted with mockery.
"Home? I don't even know my surname now. He Hao? Wang Hao? Or Chen Hao?"
"Do you think I live a joke."
Nightingale raised her hand and gently placed it on Ye Hao's head.
"Is the name important? It's just a few words. To live alone depends on whether there is anything in his heart."
Nightingale's hand slowly put down and pressed it against Ye Hao's chest.
"Feel it for yourself, is your heart full."
Ye Hao felt the temperature of Nightingale's palm, and suddenly Nightingale's palm moved away. She fell to her side, her ears pressed against Ye Hao's chest.
"I thought about it before. Is my life boring, or is it just a joke? I knew nothing at that time, I only killed people."
"At that time my heart was empty and dead, but then my friends walked into my heart. They filled my heart, and they took me to go shopping, sing and sing after the task was over. Watching movies. They add color to my world."
"They told me that I can live like this."
"After that, my heart was empty again because they were gone. I sank for a while, but then I found out that I couldn't be like that. Although they disappeared, the memory is still in my heart."
"I can live with this memory. Or, set a new goal for myself. No matter what, I can force myself to go on."
Listening to Nightingale's words, Ye Hao subconsciously asked: "Then your goal is revenge?"
Nightingale was silent for a long time.
"Yes, revenge. Only revenge can **** out of that empty abyss. Only revenge can make me feel alive. Although this is sad, at least it won't let them down."
Ye Hao raised his head, he looked at the sky.
"Aim?"
Ye Hao's eyes became more colorful.
"father?"
A word came out of Ye Hao's mouth, Ye Hao stood up abruptly, and Nightingale stepped aside.
Ye Hao opened the ashes in his hand, his hand gently encased the ashes, and then scattered it facing Qianjiang.
"Mom. You said you like the sea before, so I will scatter your ashes here. The scenery here is good."
"Sorry, I may not be able to do as you tell me. I will find that man, no matter where he is, whether he is dead or alive, I will find him."
"I want to ask him why he left us. I want to ask him why he didn't come back to find you all these years."
"If he is still alive, I will bring him back to see you, and he will let him kneel here and make amends for you."
Unconsciously, the ashes in the urn were empty.
But Ye Hao's heart was full. He put down some things, and at the same time picked up some things again. Ye Hao at this time has also changed a lot from before.
Under the corner of the willow tree beside the tomb of Yejiahou Shanzu.Ye Hao stood in front of a low tombstone under the rain, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.He felt his heart empty and chattering right now.He had thought about the scene of his Ye family many times before.He might fight in the Ye family, he might die forever, and he might seek justice for his mother.But he thought of the beginning, but did not think of the result.God is teasing him.What makes Ye Hao feel that his hatred over the years is?Does he hate the Ye family? Elder Ye was right. The Ye family didn't owe him anything. The Ye family had raised their mother and son for 25 years.Ye Chongming doesn't come to see him? He is not Ye Chongming's son at all, so people don't see what you have to do.Ye Hao felt like he was a joke all these years, and the goal he had always been firm had suddenly disappeared."Mother. Why don't you tell me."Ye Hao stroked the tombstone, his tone trembling."Are you not going to tell me all this if I don't come to Ye's house."The rain blurred his perspective, and Ye Hao's mood had never been like this.Even in the face of the seven kills, fighting against the Sun Yushen alone, and fighting against Tianmu Mountain, he has never lived like this.No matter how powerful an enemy he faced, even if he couldn't defeat it, at least there was a breath of energy in Ye Hao's heart.But at this moment, Ye Hao actually felt a sense of powerlessness.He took out the white rabbit toffee in his arms and stuffed it into his mouth.This is what my mother used to eat when I was young.Maybe because it has been left for a long time, the taste of the sugar has changed a bit, but the feeling has never changed, because this is the sugar my mother left for me.The heavy rain is getting bigger and bigger.Ye Hao suddenly raised his head, he patted the tombstone into powder with a palm, and dug up the mud that covered it.The urn buried below was exposed.Ye Hao took off his coat and placed it on the urn, then slowly picked it up and placed it in his arms."Mom. I'm here to pick you up."Ye Hao stood up and walked slowly in the heavy rain.From the back mountain of Ye family, all the way to the gate of Ye family.Many Ye family members saw Ye Hao who behaved weirdly. They didn't dare to stop them and could only watch from a distance."Brother Hao." A Qianying trot over with an umbrella.It was Ye Yaoer who came back from Tianmu Mountain."Brother Hao, what are you doing?" Ye Yaoer said worriedly as she watched Ye Hao's soul not staying at home."Help me tell the old lady Ye. Ye Hao, I owe the Ye family a favor, so you can ask me if you have anything."Ye Hao whispered and left the Ye family.Yejia Wing"What? Ye Hao is gone?" Nangong Ziqiong abruptly got up and looked at Ye Yaoer in surprise.Ye Yaoer nodded and said in a low voice, "But Brother Hao looked strange when he left. It feels... it feels like a lost soul."Recalling Ye Hao's appearance just now, Ye Yao'er was still a little bit scared. It was the first time she saw Ye Hao like that."This guy. We rushed over to rescue him, he actually left without saying goodbye!" Nangong Ziqiong stamped her foot."Since he's gone, at least he should be fine." Captain Chi Gang breathed a sigh of relief on the side: "Miss Nangong, you called me before but you scared me. This kid is so courageous and dare to break into Ye's house. .""Who knows what he thinks all day long, let us go home by ourselves."...This rain continued until the afternoon, and when the sky cleared, there was already a large sunset cloud on the horizon.On the bank of the Qianjiang River.On a huge boulder, a man with wet whole body and without godly eyes was sitting there, watching the sunset in the distance, his eyes finally had a little color, but he was still lifeless."How long are you going to sit here."An indifferent voice came from the side.Ye Hao slowly raised his head, and Nightingale dressed in black leather appeared beside him.Ye Hao did not speak, but hugged the urn in his arms tightly, as if only in this way could he calm down his mind.Nightingale walked to Ye Hao and squatted down beside Ye Hao."If you have something to say, it is not good to hold it in your heart."Ye Hao opened his mouth, but he couldn't say what he said."It's about your mother, right."Nightingale stared at Ye Hao with calm eyes.Seeing these clear and waveless eyes, Ye Hao's heart suddenly felt a lot easier."I found myself just a joke. People who hated for decades turned out to be..." Ye Hao choked."At least you still have a home..."As soon as Nightingale's voice fell, Ye Hao retorted with mockery."Home? I don't even know my surname now. He Hao? Wang Hao? Or Chen Hao?""Do you think I live a joke."Nightingale raised her hand and gently placed it on Ye Hao's head."Is the name important? It's just a few words. To live alone depends on whether there is anything in his heart."Nightingale's hand slowly put down and pressed it against Ye Hao's chest."Feel it for yourself, is your heart full."Ye Hao felt the temperature of Nightingale's palm, and suddenly Nightingale's palm moved away. She fell to her side, her ears pressed against Ye Hao's chest."I thought about it before. Is my life boring, or is it just a joke? I knew nothing at that time, I only killed people.""At that time my heart was empty and dead, but then my friends walked into my heart. They filled my heart, and they took me to go shopping, sing and sing after the task was over. Watching movies. They add color to my world.""They told me that I can live like this.""After that, my heart was empty again because they were gone. I sank for a while, but then I found out that I couldn't be like that. Although they disappeared, the memory is still in my heart.""I can live with this memory. Or, set a new goal for myself. No matter what, I can force myself to go on."Listening to Nightingale's words, Ye Hao subconsciously asked: "Then your goal is revenge?"Nightingale was silent for a long time."Yes, revenge. Only revenge can **** out of that empty abyss. Only revenge can make me feel alive. Although this is sad, at least it won't let them down."Ye Hao raised his head, he looked at the sky."Aim?"Ye Hao's eyes became more colorful."father?"A word came out of Ye Hao's mouth, Ye Hao stood up abruptly, and Nightingale stepped aside.Ye Hao opened the ashes in his hand, his hand gently encased the ashes, and then scattered it facing Qianjiang."Mom. You said you like the sea before, so I will scatter your ashes here. The scenery here is good.""Sorry, I may not be able to do as you tell me. I will find that man, no matter where he is, whether he is dead or alive, I will find him.""I want to ask him why he left us. I want to ask him why he didn't come back to find you all these years.""If he is still alive, I will bring him back to see you, and he will let him kneel here and make amends for you."Unconsciously, the ashes in the urn were empty.But Ye Hao's heart was full. He put down some things, and at the same time picked up some things again. Ye Hao at this time has also changed a lot from before.
