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Jiang Yitian never knew that tattoos could be so beautiful, as if they were growing on the skin.His eyes carefully traced the tattoo on Long Tinghui's back, and a voice in his heart told him that it was impolite to do so, but his eyes just didn't listen.

The black dragon occupies Long Tinghui's entire back, buttocks and left thigh. The tattoos are exquisitely carved, the dragon scales and beards are lifelike, and the dragon god is in a soaring posture. The four claws are sharp and very fierce. However, compared with the body, the dragon tail, The dragon head seems a lot more negative.The dragon's tail hangs down on the back of Long Tinghui's thigh, the dragon's head on his shoulder is sleeping peacefully, his huge long eyes are closed, but his brows are tightly frowned, as if enduring pain and resentment.

Long Tinghui was a person who was near the end of his life, but his physical condition seemed to be very good. His body was not as sickly and thin as in common sense, but instead looked strong and healthy.

Jiang Yitian suddenly heard Long Tinghui's words, his head slammed, and he touched his chin subconsciously. Realizing what he was doing, his hands froze in mid-air. He also has a muscular body.

When Jiang Yitian was wandering, Long Tinghui sat on the side slumped. Maybe others didn't know what the little black ball on Fenfen's back was, but as a member of the Long family, he knew clearly that it was Long Tinghui. The symbol of family blood is also the beginning of sorrow.The reason why he insisted on not having a child was because he thought that the curse of the Long family would be completely ended in his generation, but he had a bloodline without knowing it, and the child's bloodline inheritance began to wake up before the age of five.The current Long Tinghui's mood can no longer be described as complicated.

"Xiao Jiang." The sound of Xiao Jiang, combined with this complicated emotion, made Jiang Yitian's heart tremble, and the spirit of wandering outside the sky returned, and his eyes gradually became clear.

Smiling lightly, Jiang Yitian said, "Fourth brother, the tattoo on your back is so pretty."

"It's not a tattoo, it's a birthmark." Long Tinghui glanced at the black lump on his back, his eyes were slightly closed, and his expression was indescribably lonely and powerless.

Jiang Yitian didn't notice the change in Long Tinghui's expression. He walked around Long Tinghui's back and carefully looked at the birthmark on his back, "Is this a birthmark? Your family's birthmark is really special."

"This is the inheritance in the blood of the Long family. Five years old is a threshold for a man of the Long family." Long Tinghui closed his eyes, feeling the warm water surrounding his body. Maybe the surrounding environment is too comfortable, maybe these words have already passed away. Holding it in his heart for a long time, he said to himself, "Not every man in the Long family can live past the age of five because of this birthmark. The birthmark is not present from birth, but slows down before the age of five." Growing up slowly, with the pain of peeling flesh and bones, not all children can survive this test. Even if they survive, the men of the Long family do not live long, 40 years old, no one lives past 40 years old, haha. "Long Tinghui sneered, mocking fate, and mocking himself for not believing in fate. "The birthmark is a curse, like a shadow, a knife on the head of the Long family."

Jiang Yitian was shocked, as if he was listening to a fantasy story.

But Long Tinghui didn't think it was a story at all. If it was a story, it was written based on facts. The story was written with the lives of men and women's tears of generations in the Long family, so heavy that it was almost absurd.

In the narrow space, no one spoke for a long time, only the sound of playing and playing, the two adults were thinking about their own thoughts.Jiang Yitian seemed a little dazed. Just now, it was like a stick was stirred in his mind. The originally chaotic memory fragments became orderly. Many people and many things became memories, and everything was frozen in the ancient In the rainforest.Going forward, the gear was stuck, and no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make the memory go any further.

Jiang Yitian's face was pale, and before he finished washing, he opened the door and went out in disorder.I ran to the balcony and took a deep breath. There was heavy water vapor in the air, and there were naturally thick dark clouds. It might rain tomorrow.

Hearing noises around him, Jiang Yitian turned his head with difficulty. Only then did he realize that he hadn't moved for a long time and was a little stiff. "Mom..." Helpless and sad, like a beast trapped in a cage , A moan came from his throat.

"Why did your face look so ugly one day? Are you feeling uncomfortable?" Lu Juying dropped the wet clothes in her hands, walked to her son in two steps, wiped her hands on her body, and then raised her hands to try The temperature on the son's forehead, "No, Mom's hands are wet, I can't feel it, every day you make your body shorter."

"Mom, I'm not feeling sick." Jiang Yitian smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, but he couldn't help but say, "Mom, I joined the army when I was a freshman. Did I go to the Southwest? Did I not have it in three years? I’ve been back, do I have many comrades-in-arms who lived and died together?”

Lu Juying shook her hand and forced a weak smile, "Son, do you remember?"

"Mom, I seem to remember a lot of things. I have come back to the memories of the three years before I joined the army." Jiang Yitian closed his eyes now, and the years with the captain and comrades appeared in his mind. Passionate and passionate, the sincere years were full of beauty, but those years were forgotten by him, damn it, how could he forget, how could he. "Mom, I haven't asked all this time. I said in January that the person who sent me back left his contact information. Is that person my teammate? What is his contact information? Mom will give it to me." Thinking of seeing those people immediately People, captain, tiger head, eagle head, leopard head... His good teammates, good buddies, are you blaming yourself now, and haven't contacted them for four years.

Lu Juying's eyes flickered a little, and she didn't dare to meet her son's bright eyes because of excitement. When the man left, he said that the mission Jiang Yitian performed was close to death. Literally, ten of them went there, and Jiang Yitian returned one People, where are there any comrades in arms to contact.But it's not easy to tell his son about these things. He obviously still has some memories that he hasn't remembered.Lu Juying fell into a dilemma, hesitating and speechless.

"Mom?" Jiang Tiantian called out in confusion.

"It's not that Mom didn't tell you, but...well, the person who sent you back was not your teammate, he introduced himself as your superior, and...he told us...your teammate, they all..."

"What's the matter, mom? What's wrong with them?" Jiang Yitian asked cautiously. His mother's attitude made him feel strange, and he always felt that something was hiding from him.

"...The last mission you carried out was very dangerous, it is said that you were close to death." Lu Juying hesitated, but finally said.

"Near death." Jiang Tian said these words over and over again, always feeling fake, this word is too fake, what is narrow escape, could he be that "life".Jiang Yitian didn't believe it, he didn't believe it, and slowly squatted down with his head in his arms, his eyes staring straight ahead.

"Don't scare mom every day." Lu Juying panicked suddenly, holding Jiang Yitian's head trembling.

Jiang Yitian came back to his senses, with an unnatural smile on the corner of his mouth, "Mom, the news you got is not accurate. I still have some memories that I haven't remembered. When I remember, things will be clear.  … Hehe, people like me are alive, they can’t die, yes, it must be like this.”

Lu Juying hugged her son, and patted her son's back, "What are you talking about, don't you hurt my mother's heart, you survived everything, why can't you live, you died, what should mother do? What about our family?"

"Mom..." Jiang Yitian hugged his mother, but his eyes were full of confusion. Many things came one after another, Long Tinghui's birthmark, the inheritance of the Long family, and the memory that suddenly recovered. Everything seemed to be connected by an invisible thread. The ink-colored oldness behind Ting Hui was like a key, unlocking his long-lost memory.Inheritance, inheritance, a hurdle at the age of five, Jiang Yitian's heart trembled, something had deviated from the predetermined return, and moved towards a distance that he could not see.

"Uncle Eight, what's wrong with Dad and Grandma?" Fenfen raised his head to look at Long Tinghui, his small eyes were dimmed, and he yawned a few times as he spoke.

Long Tinghui hugged Fenfen, his eyes flickering unclearly, "Father and grandma are talking about something, is Fenfen sleepy? Sleepy, uncle will take you to sleep." The child in his arms had his blood flowing in his veins, and Long Tinghui The blood of the family...

"Yeah." The child couldn't hold on anymore, and fell asleep while talking. Long Tinghui put Fen Fen on the bed, covered the quilt, and adjusted the bedside lamp. It was a very simple lamp, nothing fancy. The complicated pattern, the quality is not very good, even placed in one place for a long time, there are still dust and old traces standing around the corners, under the dim light, Long Tinghui looked at the book he took from the side, it is A book of child psychology, marked and annotated in the book, the handwriting is correct and clear, just like the person who wrote them.

Jiang Yitian, who was in a stable mood, opened the door and came in. When he saw Long Tinghui leaning on the bed, his brows twitched, "...where are you reading?" Unnatural shaking.

"En." Long Tinghui looked up, ignoring Jiang Yitian's unnaturalness, and said in a low voice: "Go take a bath, you are in good health, you should go to bed early."

"..." It made him seem like a borrower, ah, why did Long Tinghui look more natural than himself when sleeping in his room and on his bed.Jiang Yitian closed the door and took a shower in self-defeating, he didn't have the habit of showing his chest and back in front of others, hum.

Jiang Yitian's behavior was quite childish, and Long Tinghui smiled lightly, looking warm and calm under the dim light.The child moved beside him, instantly removed all the smiles on Long Tinghui's face, and became gloomy. No matter how warm the light was, it couldn't illuminate the sadness in his heart. Why did his child have to endure this? share of pain.