Nie Bo was hunched over, as if his spine had been severely pulled out by the years. His messy hair was scattered wantonly, with silver streaks in between. His face was full of wrinkles like a dry and cracked riverbed, deep and vicissitudes. His eyes were sunken and dull, with guilt, fear and endless regret surging in them. His lips trembled slightly, and his hands seemed to be in spasm, tightly grasping the corners of his clothes, his knuckles whitened from the force. After a long time, under the scorching eyes of the crowd, he opened up the past that was full of sins and unbearable to look back on.

Back then, Nie Bo was a lonely and helpless soul in the world, floating in the gap between yin and yang, exuding a cold and resentful aura, just like a withered leaf in late autumn, with no idea where to go. On a strange rainy night with thunder and lightning and filled with yin energy, by chance, he possessed the body of the young master of the Ye family, who was originally full of vigor and vitality. The young master of the Ye family was originally handsome, with a brocade robe that made his figure stand tall, his face was as gentle as jade, his eyes were full of stars, and his every move showed the elegance and dignity of a young man from an aristocratic family. But when Nie Bo came, the evil spirit suddenly rose, and the young master's eyes were first chaotic and confused, and then replaced by a gloomy and violent aura.

At that time, the young mistress of the Ye family was a gentle lady famous in the capital. She wore a moon-white silk skirt, her black hair fell to her shoulders, her skin was white as snow, and her eyebrows were full of tenderness. Nie Bo was blinded by evil thoughts. He took advantage of the weak and unconscious young master of the Ye family and took her like a wolf pouncing on its food. The young mistress was extremely terrified, her beautiful eyes widened, and tears flowed endlessly. Her lower lip was bitten with deep teeth marks, but she was powerless to resist and could only bear it all in despair. Afterwards, she collapsed to the ground, her black hair was messy, her silk skirt was wrinkled, and her heart was full of shame and humiliation, but she didn't expect that she was already pregnant. In order to save the face of the Ye family and protect the fetus in her belly, she could only swallow her anger and pretend to be calm in front of others, but she often cried secretly behind her back.

The child was born and named Ye Chen. The little guy's eyebrows and eyes began to bloom, and his pink face had some of the delicate features of the Ye family. Although the Ye family had doubts, the young mistress kept her mouth shut. In addition, the child looked like he had the blood of the Ye family, so the storm subsided for the time being. However, Nie Bo did not stop there, and secretly had an affair with Manni. Manni was born with a charming and charming appearance, with spring in her eyebrows and eyes, and a graceful figure. She swayed when she walked. The two often met in a secluded corner of the garden, taking advantage of the moonlight, hugging and being intimate, completely disregarding shame.

Truth cannot be hidden, and the rumors reached the ears of the young master of the Ye family. The young master was already ill for a long time, and when he heard about this, his blood rushed up, his face instantly turned pale as paper, his hands tightly grasped the quilt, his eyes widened, and he cursed the two people for being shameless, and died before he could even take a breath. Nie Bo had no guilt, and before the young master's body was cold, he married Manni into the family with great fanfare, wearing a red robe on his body, with a smug look on his face, not caring about the contempt and anger of the people in the Ye family.

The old man was so heartbroken that he almost fainted after seeing his son die. His face, which was usually dignified and solemn, was now filled with grief and indignation, and his wrinkles were filled with sorrow. He stabbed the ground with his cane and cursed Nie Bo for being immoral and worse than pigs and dogs. Nie Bo was annoyed, thinking that the old man was always finding fault. At the family dinner, he got drunk and argued with Nie Bo, smashing cups and glasses, splashing wine everywhere, and the conflict became more and more acute. After a fierce quarrel, Nie Bo was full of anger, kicked over the tables and chairs, broke out of the door, and left, threatening never to return home.

During his days of wandering, Nie Bo was initially intoxicated with freedom and indulgence, spending his days drinking and having fun. But every night when it was quiet, the Ye family's magnificent house with carved beams and painted rafters broke into his dreams like a gloomy cage; the sad and disappointed faces of his relatives were like cold shackles, locking his neck tightly. When the news of the old man's serious illness came, Nie Bo hurried back, stumbling along the way and even losing one of his shoes. When he arrived at the Ye family, the old man had no breath, his eyes were wide open, full of resentment and resentment, staring straight at the door, as if accusing him of his evil deeds from a distance. Seeing this, Nie Bo's knees softened, and he collapsed to the ground with a "thump", and stretched out his hands to the old man randomly, trying to grasp the last glimmer of life to save it, but he only grabbed a hand of emptiness.

At the funeral, the relatives cried and mourned, the women covered their faces with handkerchiefs, their shoulders trembled; the men's eyes were red, and they tried hard to hold back their tears. Everyone looked at Nie Bo with disgust and hatred, as if he was the most filthy person in the world. Nie Bo was in the middle of it, feeling like a thorn in his back, and only then did he fully understand that the sin he had committed had destroyed the foundation of the Ye family, severed the relationship between relatives, and crushed the lives of innocent people.

"Over the years, guilt has been gnawing at my heart, like millions of poisonous insects, day and night." Nie Bo burst into tears, his body shaking like a sieve, "I dare not ask the Ye family for forgiveness, let alone face Ye Chen." He kowtowed to the ground, his forehead instantly swollen and broken. "I know that what I did is unforgivable, but if there is a chance to atone for my sins, I will do it even if it means going through a frying pan, a mountain of knives, or even going through fire and water."

The room was dead silent, with only Nie Bo's suppressed sobs. Ye Chen clenched his fists, veins on his arms bulged, the skin on the back of his hands was almost transparent, his eyes were red, and anger was burning in his eyes. He wanted to eat Nie Bo's flesh alive. The other members of the Ye family were also full of grief and indignation, but they could not hide their grief. Some shook their heads and sighed, while others wiped away their tears secretly. After a long time, Ye Chen gritted his teeth and squeezed out words from his teeth: "You committed such a sin, why do you think that a few words can solve it? The Ye family was shattered because of you, my mother died with hatred, and my grandfather was angered to death by you. How can this blood feud be resolved?"

Nie Bo prostrated himself on the ground, his entire body pressed against the ground, his forehead banging heavily on the ground, raising a small cloud of dust: "I am willing to give away all my family wealth, every penny I have, to compensate the Ye family for all their losses; for the rest of my life, I will rise before dawn and serve the ancestors of the Ye family with all my heart; my life is also at your disposal at any time, as long as it can make up for my mistakes a little bit..."

Everyone was silent, with mixed feelings in their hearts. After a long while, an elder of the Ye family sighed, his cloudy old eyes full of helplessness and vicissitudes: "No matter how deep the hatred is, the dead are gone. If you hold on to it, the Ye family will not be at peace. Nie Bo, if you really want to repent, then prove it with your actions in the future. The children of the Ye family shed the blood of generosity. I hope you will not live up to this tolerance again."

Ye Chen bit his lower lip tightly, blood oozed out, and the tip of his tongue tasted fishy. Hatred surged in his heart, but he knew that what the elders said was reasonable. After a while, he slowly loosened his fists, his hands trembling slightly due to excessive force, and said coldly: "Okay, I'll do as the elders say. If you make any mistakes in the future, I will settle all the old and new accounts together!"

Nie Bo kowtowed like crazy, his clothes wet with tears, his forehead swollen and blue, and he swore to the heavens that he would change his ways. After that, Nie Bo moved back to the old house of the Ye family, changed out of silk and satin, and put on coarse linen clothes. He got up before dawn every day, swept the courtyard, bent over and hunched over, meticulously; when wiping the spirit tablet, his hands were gentle, his eyes full of piety and sadness. Others looked at him coldly and spoke ill of him, but he endured it silently. Over the years, the haze of the Ye family gradually dissipated under Nie Bo's atonement-like perseverance. That unbearable past, in the interweaving of stumbling and tolerance, slowly turned into a story to warn future generations, and was sealed deep in the family's memory.

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