Trafford Buyers Club

Chapter 397 We Have Already Buried All Our Memories Deeply
"Lucky, I dug up a few wild sweet potatoes."

As soon as he walked in, Lao Feng said cheerfully: "But I tasted the fruit, it was too sour."

Tao Xiaman slowly raised his head and looked at Old Feng.Hearing the old man's voice, her nervousness was relieved, and she even smiled subconsciously: "I haven't eaten roasted sweet potatoes for a long time."

But Lao Feng hesitated, and asked tentatively: "Girl, can you see things?"

Tao Xiaman smiled, shook his head and said, "Well, I can see a little bit at the beginning, but it's still very blurry, like a big myopic eye."

Only then did Lao Feng secretly heave a sigh of relief, sat down, and began to bury the sweet potatoes in the fire, while softly saying: "No wonder I see that your mood has improved a lot."

Tao Xiaman stretched out his hands, warmed his body by the fire, nodded and said, "I didn't know before that a little light is so important."

Old Feng didn't speak.

Tao Xiaman suddenly asked at this time: "Old man, do you have a mobile phone? I want to make a call."

Old Feng shook his head and said, "I didn't bring that kind of thing. You are planning to call your family."

Tao Xiaman nodded, sighed and said, "My fiancé, I think he must be very worried about me now."

Old Feng said: "It's foggy in the forest, it's not safe to walk now, and it's inconvenient for you to hurt your feet. When the sun comes out tomorrow, I'll take you out."

"That's the only way to go." Tao Xiaman nodded, and said apologetically, "Old man, I'm sorry. If it wasn't for me, you wouldn't have to stay here all night."

Old Feng shook his head: "It's okay. Anyway, I'm alone, if someone talks..."

He looked at Tao Xiaman, his voice lowered, "...that's pretty good too."

Thinking of what the old man said before, Tao Xiaman imagined that this should be a unique lonely old man, and felt compassion, "Old man, why did you meet your daughter? Did she leave you behind?"

"I left her behind." Lao Feng shook his head, "I am sorry for her."

"This..." Tao Xiaman hesitated, and said softly: "Old man, there is no overnight hatred between father and daughter, maybe you should have a good talk with her."

Suddenly there was a snap.

It was Old Feng who broke off a branch that was about to be thrown into the firewood. He said, "Is it true that there will be no overnight resentment?"

Tao Xiaman sighed, then smiled wryly: "Perhaps... maybe I am also the person who is least qualified to say such things. Me too... I haven't seen my father for a long time."

"Why didn't you see him?" Old Feng raised his voice slightly.

Tao Xiaman fell silent, hugging her legs and resting her chin on her knees, just silently looking at the fire in front of her, not knowing what to think.

Old Feng sighed secretly, "I'm sorry, I asked too many questions."

"No...it's nothing." Tao Xiaman shook his head.

She's been wanting to talk about it all this time.It's just that she couldn't find anyone to confide in.

She didn't know the old man in front of her, maybe it was just a fateful encounter...a stranger.

A person who doesn't know her past, and may have no intersection in the future... In life, a stranger who is very suitable for telling.

"Old man, I..." She raised her head and said bitterly, "I am actually the daughter of a murderer."

Lao Feng's hands trembled, and he slowed down the movement of putting down the branches.He could only slow down his breathing at this moment.Because, for such a moment, it was difficult for him to catch his breath.

"Will you look down on me?" Tao Xiaman seemed a little nervous when he saw the old man suddenly fell silent.

"No, no." Old Feng shook his head, "How could it be, how could it be. The only thing I despise is myself."

"Old man, you..."

"It's nothing." Old Feng took a deep breath and said, "Others are others, and I am me. I have no right to comment on others."

Tao Xiaman smiled slightly, and said faintly: "Old man, if everyone can be as generous as you, then there will probably be a lot... a lot of things in this world."

Old Feng frowned, "You...care about other people's eyes?"

Tao Xiaman shook his head, but remained silent for a while, and then slowly said: "I don't know, I really don't know. I have forgotten many things when I was a child. But there are always some things that I want to forget but can't forget. They are like It's like a clock, always reminding me when I don't expect it...I'm afraid."

"Fear?"

Tao Xiaman raised his head, as if holding back the tears that could easily fall from his eyes, "I remember at that time, my father was arrested not long ago... that should be the family members of the victims, maybe they I'm really angry, maybe I just want to find a place to vent my grievances..."

Tao Xiaman shook his head and said with a wry smile: "Can you imagine that kind of feeling... I am accused of being the murderer's daughter day by day, with dirty blood on her body... Whether it is the eyes of the teachers and students of the school or the neighbors, there is nothing wrong with her." It seems to have a kind of respect at a distance. Indifference, indifference... icy cold."

"How could they treat you like this!! You are so young!! They, them, them!"

Old Feng's heart was bleeding, and he said "they" a few times in a row, and then he inserted the branch in his hand into the fire fiercely.

Tao Xiaman was taken aback, "Old man, you...why are you more excited than me."

"I..." Old Feng sighed and said, "I'm not worth it for you! The previous generation will bear the mistakes of the previous generation. Why should the hatred continue to the next generation?"

Tao Xiaman smiled wryly, and said in confusion, "Yeah...why. Probably, people who have been hurt can only fill the void in their hearts through hurting."

Inside the cave, there was a sudden silence.

Only the aroma of the gradually roasted sweet potatoes began to permeate.

"It seems to be ripe, isn't it?" Tao Xiaman said softly, "It smells so good."

"I'll get it for you." Lao Feng nodded, dug out the sweet potato with a branch, and quickly reached out to pick it up. Unexpectedly, the sweet potato was hot, and Lao Feng let out a painful cry, and the sweet potato fell from his hand .

"Old man, are you okay?" Tao Xiaman subconsciously stretched out her hand to hold Lao Feng's fingers, and blew gently, "Wouldn't you wait to pick up such a hot thing?"

"I'm too impatient." Lao Feng shook his head with a wry smile.

Tao Xiaman suddenly groaned.She stretched her sleeves and covered them with her palms, then carefully picked up the sweet potatoes, let them cool down, and recalled: "I remember when I was a child, my dad was always like you, always able to burn the sweet potatoes. This bad habit He never changed."

"You...you still remember."

"Huh?" Tao Xiaman was taken aback, as if he didn't hear the words clearly.

Old Feng said softly: "It's nothing, eat it, eat it while it's hot."

"Come on, I'll break it off." Tao Xiaman also smiled, and then gently broke it apart, and distributed it in front of Lao Feng.

The two of them simply ate this simple baked sweet potato without saying anything.

Lao Feng didn't know how Tao Xiaman tasted, but he knew that this was the most delicious meal he had eaten in the past ten years.

Chat, have a meal, be able to talk and laugh, and see each other.

This was a meal he had been looking forward to for more than ten years.

……

At some point, Tao Xiaman had already lay down.She had suffered many things in a day, and she was probably exhausted, and the sound of her breathing gradually calmed down.

Lao Feng carefully looked after the pile of firewood, lest it suddenly go out.

But he still wanted to ask some questions in person, so he said, "Girl, girl?"

"Well, I'm listening." Tao Xiaman yawned, "Is there anything wrong?"

Old Feng hesitated and said, "Girl, are you really not going to meet your father? Maybe...he misses you very much too."

"I don't know..." She seemed to be sleepy, a little confused, "I'm afraid... I don't know... how to face... I'm afraid..."

"Gu..." Lao Feng turned his head to look, and saw that she had already fallen asleep from exhaustion, so he sighed, "Xia Man, it's Dad who is sorry for you."

……

Lao Feng went out to the firewood, breaking off small pieces of dry branches and throwing them away. It was already midnight, and he was only accompanied by his daughter's sleeping breathing and the sound of the wind in the mountains.

His heart was extremely peaceful.

Lao Feng suddenly approached Tao Xiaman, stretched out his hand to gently touch her face...he wanted to touch this face lightly, but he didn't dare to really get close, for fear that a little disturbance would disturb her dream .

Perhaps, she was having a good dream at this time, and he saw her smile while sleeping.

Old Feng sighed secretly, and walked out of the cave slowly.The fog outside is still thick, but the shadow of the moon can be vaguely seen.

Old Feng raised his head and stood still for a long time before he gritted his teeth, as if he had made up his mind.

"Enough, come out." Old Feng said softly: "It's enough, come out, I know you're here...boss."

Lao Feng's call made the owner of the club finally appear in the night.

"Old man, is there anything you can do to call me?" Luo Qiu asked softly.

Old Feng looked at him, was silent for a while, and then let out a sigh of relief: "Thank you for arranging this meeting... It's enough, it's enough."

"It's nothing, I said I would give you some compensation." Luo Qiu looked at the time: "Miss Xia Man's eyes will recover after she wakes up, it's fine."

Lao Feng nodded, opened his mouth several times to speak, but held back.

Finally, finally he opened his mouth and said softly, "Send me back...send me back to the prison."

"Guest." Luo Qiu said indifferently: "According to the content of your transaction, it is not yet the agreed time. But the transaction has already started, even if you stop now, you can't get back your transaction money. But if you don't stop, I will You can restore all this to the original state, and you can go back and complete your wedding dress."

Old Feng shook his head: "It doesn't matter."

He glanced back at the cave, reluctantly said: "Five years of life, in exchange for this dinner, this chat, it is already worth it. Besides, I have been outside for such a long time, it has already I earned it."

Old Feng Chang sighed, and said bitterly: "I'm too persistent. I only thought about my own wishes, but I didn't think about Xia Man's mood... Why should I, why should I let her live a happy life after so much difficulty, continue Keep messing up. I...I shouldn't appear in her life again. "

"So..." Old Feng walked towards Luo Qiu, "Send me back."

"I understand, then, as you wish."

……

When Tao Xiaman woke up...she felt a little chill before she woke up.

She opened her eyes, and the things in front of her eyes had become extremely clear, and she was able to see everything clearly again.But she failed to see the old man who stayed with her all night.

The firewood has been extinguished, the old man is gone, and the only thing left here is the coat she is wearing.

Tao Xiaman was startled, and vaguely heard something coming from outside...someone was calling her name, and there seemed to be quite a few people.

She limped out of the hole, heard more voices, and saw a helicopter circling in the distance.

Its daybreak.

"Here I am! Here I am! Do you hear me, here I am!" she began to call out loudly.

It wasn't long before several search parties finally found her.

Tao Xiaman looked back at the cave where he stayed all night, and felt like he was really in a dream.

(End of this chapter)