Quick time travel is difficult for a scholar

Wen Yicheng is very old, his teeth have fallen out, and his hair is already grey. Looking at the son, daughter-in-law, grandson, and old wife around the bed, he smiled, but this time All the bones in his body hurt. He looked at his eldest son and his eldest daughter-in-law with worried expressions on his face. Wen Yicheng moved his mouth, but unfortunately others couldn't hear what he was saying, and waved their hands weakly. , Let them all go out, his mind is already a little confused, but his eyes can't help looking at the backs of the eldest son and Su Yan who walked out.

In fact, what did he want to say, he just wanted to say 'son, you are better than me'.He really failed in this life. He should love his family, but he can't love so peacefully. The person he should love the most always makes him live with guilt and uneasiness. That person should hate him, right? , so he was never willing to enter his dreams, even in dreams there was only that dazzling red.

His eyes were a little blurred, and he seemed to see the man in the blue shirt again, calling "A Cheng!" with a smile on his face, Wen Yicheng's mouth moved, trying to call "Qian Mo!", but the figure suddenly It faded away, so faint it seemed that he could no longer see, Wen Yicheng was panting for breath, and tried to stretch out his hand to grab the corner of his clothes, but that person still disappeared, just like thousands of times before.

Wen Yicheng remembered that he was only 15 years old when he met Qianmo. Maybe it was because he was obedient and sensible since he was a child, or maybe he had heard too many praises. Wen Yicheng rebelled once in a while, but he was a well-behaved man People, the worst idea I can think of is to run to the small river outside the city and tear up the books that I turn every day.

That day when he saw the fragments of white flowers like lilies in full bloom, drifting with the stream, Wen Yicheng's heart felt unprecedentedly relaxed, as if something that had been suppressed in his heart suddenly fell off, and his whole body was in a state of panic. Joyful like this cheerful flowing water.

Then he saw the young man in the green shirt, walking slowly towards him accompanied by the stream, and the broken white flowers flowed by his feet. Under the sunlight, he watched the young man slightly curl his lips. , approaching him like a gust of breeze, Wen Yicheng thought, it must be summoned by him, that's why he will bond with him for the rest of his life.

He met the young man named Qianmo just like that. He didn’t remember who said it first, he just remembered that they chatted a lot together. Tell him that his father is very strict, his teacher is very demanding, and he is very tired, but he never dared to say it, because his father would be disappointed and his mother would be sad. All the complaints were confided to a boy whom he had only known for a long time.

He also knew that the boy's name was Qianmo. He was an orphan. He grew up in a theater troupe. He didn't know who his parents were, but he had a master and brothers and sisters. But always with that shallow smile, it seems to be able to moisten people's hearts.

They gradually became acquainted, and falling in love seemed to be a matter of course. At that time, Wen Yicheng was the happiest time in his life. When they met when they were young, their love was pure and cautious, just like the lily flowing in the stream that day, elegant and soft, but in the end Under the washing of the stream, gradually sinking.

Wen Yicheng thought that he really hated his mother and his father at that time, but later, he hated only himself, and their affairs were finally discovered by his family. Wen Yicheng resisted, and he tried to use what he could All the methods he could think of, threats, elopement and even hunger strikes, were easily seen through by his mother every time. Their love brought Qianmo endless humiliation and persecution. He could imagine how his mother would deal with that... A thin boy, but he never gave up.

Later, it was him who betrayed him. He never imagined that in the end, it was his mother who used that method to break his relationship with Qianmo.

When seeing the glaring blood flowing from the forehead of the mother who loved him since he was a child, Wen Yicheng compromised, he obeyed his mother's words and married that woman, and the person he loved fell ill on the night of his wedding On the bed, I never opened my eyes again.

Wen Yicheng saw that young man who was always smiling still had such a light face, and his green shirt was always clean and tidy, but those clear eyes could no longer be opened, and no one could call him by his name anymore. It sounds so good like him!

That day, Wen Yicheng didn't cry, he even smiled mockingly at his shrewd mother, seeing his mother's pale face with fright, Wen Yicheng smiled even more happily, he felt that he had become The walking dead, what is there to care about.

Wen Yicheng never imagined that he would see Qianmo again, he even thought it was his own illusion, but it was obviously that person, he would call himself Acheng shallowly with the most beautiful voice in the world, see Looking at Qianmo in the mirror, Wen Yicheng smiled heartily.

Everyone said he was crazy, even his mother thought so, but Wen Yicheng didn't think so, it was his Qianmo who couldn't bear him, during that time Wen Yicheng stayed in that room and never went out, he Wrong, he shouldn't leave his Qianmo, so this time he has to protect him well.

He wore his favorite clothes, painted the most beautiful makeup, sang his favorite tunes for him, and ate his favorite meals. They seemed to have returned to that time at the beginning, and he thought that this time they could be together forever .

But he betrayed him once again. When his ever serious father was dying and begging his hand, he compromised again and became the heir of the Wen family praised by everyone. It turned back to the original state again, the mother secretly asked the doctor to show him, the doctor said his condition had improved, but Wen Yicheng smiled ironically, he was obviously not sick, but his Qianmo would never again Forgive him.

Later he married Su Yu, she liked to sing Qianmo's favorite song. Sometimes Wen Yicheng would be filled with hatred when he saw him, but he couldn't help but soften his heart when he saw those star-like eyes, so he could only avoid that child, but the child was always following behind him, hugging his legs.

Wen Yicheng's favorite is Qianmo, so he and that child can only be responsible. During the alienation again and again, that child has grown up and is no longer clinging to himself. Wen Yicheng looks at him as if seeing the old Myself, studying all this hard, is so stupid and ridiculous.

Wen Yicheng thought, what kind of feelings does he have for Wen Rumo? When that child ran away from home, he was actually worried. Knowing his stupidity, he couldn't help but want to find a way out for him. Maybe it's not that he doesn't love him, but he just can't love him, even he can't figure it out.

Maybe after Qian Mo left, he was just a conscientious head of the Wen family.

Wen Yicheng sometimes thinks that maybe the son who resembles him the most is really Wen Rumo. That time, he ran away from home, and when he came back, he brought back a man, a man who is beautiful and loves to sing. , Wen Yicheng only felt full of sarcasm, are they really father and son?He looked at his son's smirk, and suddenly wanted to see if he could still smile after that relationship was shattered, but he felt a little sad in his heart, mother, did you see it?Your favorite grandson also fell in love with a man!

Later, when he watched the child play tricks and persuade his mother, and saw him admit that feeling without hesitation, he suddenly wondered how far this fragile feeling could go.

Facts have proved that that child is really stronger than himself. He watched him hold Su Yan's hand firmly, and accompany him through the difficulties of the Wen family, the scorn and ridicule of the outside world, and watched him use his own brain and use his own strength. The tip of his pen made their relationship open and aboveboard. His son became a great writer and brought the Wen family glory. It also made those people dare not underestimate their relationship. Even if they questioned it, they loved it so firmly. , love so openly.

A stream of cold liquid slowly left the corners of Wen Yicheng's eyes, and his tightly clenched hands spread slightly, "So it's not that the world can't tolerate them, but that I'm too cowardly! Qianmo! I'm sorry, and wait for me !"

The author has something to say: I don’t know what’s wrong with this website, but I can’t upload it. In the end, I used the mobile version. I was also drunk. I just came back at ten o’clock, so it’s a bit late, don’t mind it!Tomorrow's update time is uncertain, haha!Thank you for your comments and favorites, good night!