This book is forbidden to read Xi Wei

In the early morning, there was no light in the sky. The cold wind in early spring mixed with the damp smell of the soil, blowing the fallen leaves on the ground into the air. The leaves rolled twice in the air and fell to the ground, drifting further away with the sound of "rustling". in the darkness.

There are rows of street lamps on the road in the distance, a little light shines through, and it can only be seen.

Bai Lianhua stood at an exquisitely carved gate, with neatly manicured plants on both sides of the aisle, presumably there is usually someone here to clean and take care of it.

"Second Young Master..." The subordinate behind him reminded softly.

It's not to blame for their urging, the Bai family's defense system is too tight, if it's not for the dark moon and the wind, oh, when everything is quiet, they will unlock the defense system and sneak in quietly. It is not so easy to go undetected in the daytime.

Bai Lianhua took the lead to go in. The scenery along the way is very beautiful, small artificial bridges with gurgling water, paths paved with cobblestones, and beautiful carved stone lamps under the lush trees, like a bright light in the dark. The undead illuminate the road ahead, and rows of petunias bloom.

This is not like a cemetery, but more like a garden.

There are not many tombstones, only the blood of the Bai family of the past dynasties is stored, and the family has been passed down from generation to generation. Everyone who sees it for the first time will be shocked by the sight.

Bai Lianhua didn't look directly at him, this wasn't the first time he came here, if you include his previous life.

He just walked on, every step was so heavy, as if a heavy stone was tied to his foot.

When a new-looking marble tombstone came into view, his thoughts were mixed with fear and fear, and he walked more and more slowly, and every step seemed to have a kind of piercing pain stretching from the bottom of his feet.

He stopped in his tracks, his black eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of smog, and his usual viciousness disappeared. He stared blankly at the photo on the tombstone, Bai Zhanji's voice and smile were portrayed into a thin picture It seems that he didn't realize until this moment that his brother left again without his knowledge!

He caressed the photo slowly, with an undisguised loveliness in his tenderness.

The cold wind in early spring blew his hair up, drawing beautiful arcs in the air, and the windbreaker fluttered, making him look even more gloomy in the darkness.

"Brother, you did it on purpose. You want me to forget you, just like in my previous life...and then disappear somewhere I don't know. I'm not even qualified to collect your body..."

"In your eyes, I'm just a younger brother, don't you? Why...I'm not as good as Bai Xiao, you never give me a second look?" trace.

"Do you know how long I have loved you... In my previous life, I saw you for the first time in a nursing home, and I only saw you as one person. I am not reconciled. I have lived for 105 years, waiting for you every day and every night." Come to my dream, every day passes by is a relief, long decades, every 365 days, but you have never come..."

"I haven't missed you for a moment, but what about you! Have you ever thought about me who gave you my heart and soul?? When you left, you remembered a little... even a little Me as a monster? Huh????"

"Bai Zhanji, do you still have a heart, do you have a heart!" The gentle murmur at the beginning gradually turned into a low growl.

The man seemed to be insane, his eyes full of hostility were full of frightening fierceness.

I don't know how long it has passed,

The man's painful face slowly returned to calm, and he ordered: "Pry this tomb."

"Ah?" The subordinates behind had already changed color after hearing such shocking words, let alone doing such a wicked thing.

That's detrimental to morality!It's so insincere, people are dead, and they have to dig graves!

"Didn't you hear that?" This man, who appeared like a devil in the eyes of others, has always been the only one.

In the end, several big men worked together to pry open the tombstone, and there was indeed a box carved from high-quality jade lying inside. The exquisite craftsmanship made people speechless.

But the man seemed to have seen something extraordinary, and his face twisted for a moment.

Beside the urn, lay an exquisitely crafted watch, and a small part of the watch chain was worn off.

He didn't know when the watch returned to his brother.

He thought he had forgotten, but it turned out that he still remembered every bit of it at that time, as if the distant memory was about to break through the shackles and rush to his mind. When he was in the hospital, his brother personally brought this watch for him...

Is it possible to hope... In fact, my brother has not forgotten him.

Bai Lianhua became completely quiet, holding on to the watch tightly, as if he had obtained the most precious treasure in the world.

I don't know how long it has passed, the light dew in the east is white, and the early morning sun shines on it. The night dew condensed on the trees reflects a crystal clear light, which seems to add a human touch to this cold cemetery.

Bai Lianhua sat on his knees for a long time, until his numb legs wanted to move, itching and numb as if thousands of ants were biting him.

He didn't care, picked up the beautifully carved urn, and opened it.

in……

Nothing at all.

The Second Young Master sneered, it was even more eerie than this cemetery, like a ghost.

Bai Xiao, I knew that you would not leave your brother's ashes to others!

Until you die, you won't let go.

But what am I!

Maybe, really, a superfluous, unwanted monster.

12 years later.

A man collapsed beside the white marble tombstone in a decadent manner. He stayed here every day for ten years. Even if the tomb guard found out and drove him away, he would reappear here soon.

It seems that apart from here, there is no place in the world that can accommodate him.

A clear sound of footsteps approached slowly, the person stopped, and he saw that person again in this place.

For some reason, a tiny pain penetrated into his heart and he grabbed it.

The naughty baby who was still in the infancy has grown into a thin young man, with a mature and serious face that does not match his age, it does not look like he has just turned 12 years old.

Bai Zhanyun called softly, "Second Uncle..."

As if he heard the boy's call, the bearded man raised his head and looked up, even if he was extremely decadent, he couldn't hide his delicate appearance like a flower bone, just like the morning dew under the morning sun.

"Brother...?" The dusty memory seemed to be broken, with the same serious little face, slender raised eyebrows, and thin red lips, just like when he first saw his brother.

Brother, it's been 12 years, are you finally willing to come and see me in your dreams?

Before the boy could react, he was held tightly in the arms of the man, as if he wanted to hoop the person in his arms to death, fearing that the other party would disappear like a cloud of smoke again.

After a brief moment of surprise, Bai Zhanyun signaled the guards behind him to stop attacking with his eyes. He was educated as the head of the family since he was a child, and he learned control, strategy, and power.

Maybe there was warmth once, but this warmth has also become his most painful memory.

Ever since Uncle Yu died protecting him in an assassination attempt, no one has held him in his hand to protect him.

It was also from that moment that the carefree and innocent young master lost his smile, and practiced himself desperately even if no one urged him, as if this could bring his beloved Uncle Yu back to life.

The Bai family respected him, but no one loved him as much as Uncle Yu.

Occasionally, he would also like to be like an ordinary child, to be at his knees, even if there is only a little bit, a little bit is fine.

He will not be greedy, because Uncle Yu said that what is his is always his, and he can't escape, and he should never think about things that don't belong to him.

Until, a few years ago, when he came to visit the grave and saw this man, his life trajectory quietly changed. This man is really too beautiful, so beautiful that he can remember it at a glance.

Under his deliberate attention, he found that this man came here every day, rain or shine, and always sat by his father's tombstone for a whole day.

What is his relationship with his father?

Bai Zhanyun knew that he had a father who was highly respected by the Bai family. He heard that his father was very good and had a noble temperament. He was the focus of every stop there. Even now, he can hear Uncle Ling and the others mention his father and grandpa. Their deeds, and their enviable father-son relationship.

Never leave and never give up, help each other, live and die at the same acupoint. [(⊙v⊙) Bai Ling, what kind of strange thoughts are you teaching your children? ]

Although Bai Zhanyun is young, but because he is the sole heir of the Bai family and the established head of the family, he has been fascinated by it since he was a child, and he is used to seeing beauties in various banquets.

But this man is different, because that beautiful face has always been ashen and desperate, so thin that it seems that you can touch the bones at once, which makes everyone who sees it a little sad, and leaves a unique impression on his heart.

Looking at those empty eyes, Bai Zhanyun felt his heart twitch.

All children are curious, even the smart and precocious Bai Zhanyun. He sent someone to investigate this man, but the result surprised him. This man was his second uncle!

But no one has ever told him that he still has relatives!Why, everyone keeps silent?

Bai Zhanyun couldn't get the answer, and no one would tell him, nor would anyone who could tell him.

He looked at the second uncle silently, and didn't dare to disturb him once, but just watched from a distance.

But today, I couldn't help it.

Because today is his birthday.

He hoped that his second uncle could accompany him.

"Brother..." whispered like a dream, the second young master may know it, maybe he doesn't want to wake up at all, he is afraid of the loneliness and despair of waking up every day, it will drive him crazy.

He felt that this time, he might not be able to survive.

His rebirth can't be exchanged for anything.

Alive, at least he can feel his brother's presence... Dead, nothing is left.

He lasted for another 12 years, and for some, he couldn't hold on anymore.

Brother, let me see you, okay?

Bai Zhanyun gently hugged the man's bony body with one hand, but slashed at the man's neck with the other hand, grasping the acupuncture points very accurately, Bai Lianhua passed out completely, with his head resting on the boy's shoulder.

"Bring Second Uncle back to...my room and take good care of him."

The guards should be, as they grow older, Bai Zhanyun's gradually revealed appearance and the demeanor and intelligence that have been carefully cultivated are becoming more and more like the old master. They unconsciously began to obey the orders of the young master.

Looking at the people going away, Bai Zhanyun was at a loss.

Uncle Yu, I have something I want. You told me never to think about something that doesn't belong to me.

But I'm afraid I can't do it... Even if it's only a little bit, I want to taste this feeling of being cared about, does this count as stealing from my father?

Another story about Bai Zhanyun is happening quietly...

Volume [-] Doomsday Savior