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"boom!"

He woke up suddenly, there was nothing in front of him, lost the warmth just now, lost the breath of his parents, and was empty.

"you're awake."

Xu Qiong sat beside him, handed him a glass of water, and said, "Sad, people have joys and sorrows, and the moon waxes and wanes."

"What did you see just now, did you hear it?" Ye Fan grabbed her hand and shook it vigorously, all the water in the cup fell to the ground.

Xu Qiong frowned, Ye Fan's strength was so great, even though she was controlling it carefully, she still felt the pain, and said softly: "You miss them so much, your mind is too tired, don't think too much, take a good rest."

"You really didn't see or hear it?" Ye Fan stood up, releasing his consciousness, trying to find out the familiar aura that moved him and made him close.

Everything just now was too real, like a personal experience, right in front of his eyes, he was not sure if it was a dream or real.

Open the curtains, the night is very dark, a meteor shower is fading, disappearing into the sky.

Ye Fan was shocked suddenly, it was like the light rain dissipating in a dream, his body couldn't help shaking, tears flowed down, staring at the dark night sky.

"Strange, there's no forecast of a meteor shower." From another window, Xu Ye rested his chin, blinked his big eyes curiously, and looked at the sky.

Ye Fan pushed open the window, flew away, and quickly chased it down, turning into a golden light and sinking into the distant sky.

In the room, Xu Qiong opened his mouth wide in surprise, and the teacup in his hand fell to the ground with a crisp crackling sound, and the water flowed all over the floor.

She couldn't believe all of this. Although she was mentally prepared, she still couldn't accept the fact that Ye Fan pierced the sky like a golden-winged roc. Is this still a human being?

Seeing Ye Fan's return suddenly, in her cognition, she thought it was related to extraterrestrial civilization, and immediately thought of UFO kidnapping, etc., but at this time she was petrified. Is that... the civilization of gods and demons?

In the other room, Xu Ye screamed, calling out to his mother, yelling that a meteor had crashed into the house.

Fearless, the girl quickly ran into this room and said, "Mom, did you see it just now? A shooting star seems to pass by our house. It's amazing!"

Xu Qiong put her hands on her chest and stopped trembling. She didn't want to lose face in front of her daughter, and tried to calm herself down. What happened was too shocking.

Xu Ye was sixteen or seventeen years old, lively and active, he ran to the window, looked out the window, kept looking with his head, trying to find where the meteor fell.

"Mom, why is your face turning pale? Did you get frightened just now? Don't be afraid. With your precious daughter here, I will chase away any monsters and ghosts. Hehehe." She made a lively gesture of Tai Chi The starting style of the fist.

However, when he saw that his mother's face was still not very natural, he quickly put away his naughtiness and said, "Mom, what's wrong with you, I'll go and get you a glass of water. Hey, that little uncle, why is he gone? where?"

Xu Qiong calmed down and finally calmed down, saying: "He left beforehand."

At the end of the sky, Ye Fan stood alone in the night sky, in a daze, he couldn't catch up with anything, the meteor shower had already disappeared.

"Why, is it you, where did you go?"

He felt that there might really be an inexplicable force in the world. Was it his parents saying goodbye to him just now?

However, he shook his head again. He is a monk, especially when he is so powerful, he is the most sensitive to the primordial spirit and knows its essence.

What is gone is what is gone, it is impossible to reappear, it cannot be regenerated, this is the irreversible nature of heaven and earth, everyone is mortal, even the ancient emperor is no exception.

"Maybe, it's my own subconscious that is healing my heart." Ye Fan sighed, and grabbed the night sky with his hands, but couldn't grab anything.

He doesn't believe in fate, he doesn't believe in reincarnation, there is no reincarnation in the world, but the experience just now is both real and illusory, which makes him puzzled.

He thought of what the old Taoist monk said when he went to the West Desert. In the afterlife, if you believe it, you will have it. , a flower blooms.

Whether it is the same flower is up to future generations to think about it, even the ancient Buddha can't say it clearly.

"Is my own subconscious lying to me, or are they really saying goodbye to me?" Tears fell silently in Ye Fan's eyes.

He would rather believe that it was the latter. After all, he was one step too late when he returned from crossing the star field. He didn't even see his parents. Were they trying to make up for his regret just now?

Ye Fan murmured, no one could hear what he was saying, he kept whispering, standing alone in the night sky, wanting to stay forever.

He didn't want to think about it rationally, because if he went deep into it, the ancient sages had already discussed it, recorded it in the manuscripts, and talked about reincarnation, so it couldn't exist.

Ye Fan walked alone under the starry sky, not thinking, not thinking, his heart was empty.At dawn, he landed on the ground. After the sun rose very high, he came to the Xishan villa area, and Xu Qiong welcomed him in.

"Wow, little uncle, why did you suddenly disappear yesterday? I don't remember seeing you go out." Xu Ye was sleepy and liked to stay in bed. He just got up with a big wombat in his arms.

"Hey, go wash your face, brush your teeth and have breakfast." Xu Qiong gave her a push.

Although Xu Ye was only sixteen or seventeen years old, she was as slender as her mother, almost the same height, so she nodded obediently and said, "Oh, all right."

This is the biggest blow Ye Fan has encountered in his life. He really wants to leave this place and avoid this world of mortals. Everything he sees makes him sad and painful.

However, it is impossible for him to leave just now, he wants to know the last time of his parents, and wants to know everything about the past.

"Eat something first, and I will tell you slowly in a while." Xu Qiong brushed her long hair and comforted softly.

"I can't eat, you go and eat, I'll wait for you, and then you take me to their cemetery." Ye Fan felt heavy all over, fell on the sofa and didn't want to move, his eyes were astringent, but the tears had dried up .

Xu Qiong sighed softly, she didn't have much appetite, so she took Ye Fan out, drove to a distant place, and arrived at the cemetery after more than an hour.

The cemetery is very large, planted with evergreen grasses in all seasons, built on the low hills, and there are some green pines and cypresses, which set off the solemnity and solemnity of this place.

"It's right here..." Suddenly, Xu Qiong showed a strange expression, because there was a bouquet of pure white flowers in front of the tombstone, shaking with the wind, the petals fell rustlingly, and there was a faint fragrance.

"Will anyone else come here to visit the grave?" Ye Fan asked.

"I don't think anyone else knows, it's a bit strange." Xu Qiong was puzzled.

Chapter 939 Where to Go

Spring has not yet arrived, and it is still at the end of winter. It is still very cold in the north, and the cold wind blows on the face like a knife.

In front of the tomb, a bouquet of pure white flowers swayed in the wind, and the petals were blown off one by one. The names of two old people were engraved on the stele. Three years had passed, and Ye Fan was powerless against the sky.

He knelt down silently, his lips were trembling, his hoarse words were in the north wind, he couldn't hear clearly, he couldn't distinguish clearly, he couldn't shed tears, he could only whisper.

Xu Qiong walked aside, leaving him alone time, and asked the cemetery manager who came here to put down the white flowers just now.

Unfortunately, there was no result. There were quite a few people coming and going here every day, and no one would pay special attention to who it was.

Ye Fan knelt and sat in front of the tombstone, wanting to be with this place forever, never getting up again, lost his purpose in life, felt empty in his heart, his world was leaden gray.

"Dad, this is a kind of divine wine that I brought back from Beidou. It is difficult for all the masters to drink it. It is a pot of essence extracted from a thousand-year-old wine cellar."

Ye Fan opened a suet jade gourd, poured out the wine, and the refreshing aroma filled the cemetery.

Surprised, Xu Qiong turned around and looked back, just in time to see this scene. The aroma of the wine was so strong that even a person like her who does not drink baijiu was moved by the aroma.

When the cemetery guard saw it, he came quickly and told him that he had violated the rules, and asked him to put away the wine bottle, and he needed to be fined.