Self-help guide for non-professional young masters

"Ziyou, Ziyou, you are so smart, have you learned to walk yet?"

who is it?

The familiar voice echoed in his ears, and the gentleman thought about it again and again, but still couldn't figure it out.

He seemed unable to think about anything anymore, like a piece of algae drifting with the current, letting himself sink in the turbulent flow of memories, he could not and did not want to give himself any explanation.

He silently accepted the past that the dream wanted to reproduce to him, and followed his most instinctive desire in everything.

Opening his eyes, he saw his own fleshy little hand as big as a jujube, waving in front of him indiscriminately, hugging the thigh of the person in front of him.

"Daddy! Daddy!" He heard his childish voice shout excitedly.

He remembered that this was Jun Sigui's encouragement to him when he first learned to walk. The man's voice and smile were still in front of his eyes, and he never forgot.

He saw Jun Sigui stepping back slowly, patted his hands at him, and beckoned him to move forward, watching him staggeringly, his calves, which were not yet able to support the weight of his body, trembled slightly, and threw himself on him unsteadily. In his arms, he was even more delighted.

"Ziyou is awesome, take two more steps and let daddy see."

It was rare for him to want to be coquettish, and he didn't want to let go when he hugged that person, twisting his young body to entangle that person, "No, I don't want... I want Daddy to hug me, I don't want... I don't want to leave."

"Ziyou, don't be willful, you have grown up, you have to learn to face this real world, there will always be times when daddy can't help you, in the future you can only rely on yourself."

The man's face turned cold suddenly, which made Junzi You secretly startled, and he lowered his eyes, and sure enough...

At this moment, he is already a teenager, facing the crisis of his adoptive father dying of serious illness, and encountering the most important turning point in his life.

"No, Daddy, don't go, don't!"

He saw Jun Sigui resolutely pulled his hand out of his arms, turned around and walked a few steps away, as if his heart softened for a moment after hearing his plea.

The man slowly came back to his senses, his skinny face was already sickly, and there was reluctance and sadness in his eyes.

"Ziyou, Daddy doesn't want to leave you either. If it's really hard and you want to find a place to escape, come to Daddy. Daddy will take you home."

go home……

Come back home.

God knows how long he waited for this sentence.

"Okay, Daddy... take me home, I miss you so much, I want to go home..."

When he saw Jun Sigui stretching out his hand, which was glowing all over his body, he subconsciously stretched out his hand.

The brilliance was gradually dazzling, making it almost impossible for him to look directly at it, but he still opened his eyes wide. Even in a dream, he wanted to imprint this long-awaited scene in his mind.

"No, don't go!"

He was stuck in the middle of his movements, and looked up at Jun Sigui who was still smiling. At this time, the expression of the man was slowly swallowed by the halo, and he could no longer see clearly.

"Who?"

"Ziyou, if you go, you can't come back. Is everything you miss really worth giving up the future you have?"

"who is it……"

He felt his hand being pulled away, the warmth was more comfortable than this illusory dream, he could even really feel the pulse touching his own skin.

One click, one click... solid and strong.

"Ziyou, your life is far more than these miserable and desolate negative emotions. You can't change the past, but you can at least decide the future of your life. You are not someone who would choose to escape because of these, right?"

He hesitated.

"Actually, I am not as strong as you said. I am also a human being, and there will be times when I am vulnerable, evasive, and want to take a breath, but these are too extravagant for me, so I really want... really want to give This is a chance for me to choose my own life.”

"Before that, give me a chance, too?"

He turned around following the source of the sound, only to see that the people hugging him were full of sadness, they were holding him so hard, and they were so afraid of losing him in a single thought.

"Give me a chance to change your mind." Xiao Beicheng said softly, "Let me keep you once, even just once. If you still insist on that time, I will do what you want. But please don't let me not fight And lose, let me fight for you and for myself."

Jun Ziyou raised his eyes, Jun Sigui was still standing there, smiling gently, but withdrew his outstretched hand.

He looked at his uncertain son with a smile, and said softly: "Go back, Ayou, he is right, that is indeed not the place you should go, go back with him, Daddy will be very relieved to have him take care of you."

Jun Sigui responded with a final smile and turned to leave. Jun Ziyou immediately grabbed his hem, trying to keep his father who had been separated from him for a long time.

"Wait! No, Daddy, don't go."

The man didn't turn his head back, he looked down at his already blurred hands, his smile was still there, but he added a lot of helplessness.

"Ayou, don't be willful, you know this is a dream, daddy is long gone, and you still have a good life, don't be confined to the cage of the past, daddy sincerely hopes that you can be safe and happy, from now on, no worries. "

"I know this is a dream, just a dream...Even so, I still want to ask..."

He stood up and put his arms around Jun Sigui's skinny shoulders, but he didn't force him to turn around and look directly at him.

"I still want to ask, Dad... Is it what I think?"

He knew that the other party must be able to understand the deep meaning contained in his few words.

"Ayou, don't stick to this." The man didn't bluntly tell the truth, but gave ambiguous encouragement, "You should live in the way you want, instead of parasitic forever in the shadow of your ancestors , this is the best time for you to escape from the shackles, go, he is still waiting for you."

Jun Sigui turned his head, smiling as before, "It was Daddy's fault that he hurried away before saying goodbye to you. This time, Daddy can't make the same mistakes again, Ziyou..."

"father!"

"We, father and son, will meet again in the next life."

The dazzling and scorching light emanated from the man, making it impossible to look directly at him. Jun Ziyou tried desperately to remember the last voice of his adoptive father, but as the illusion receded and he returned to reality, the pain slowly climbed up his body , Pushing his soul wandering out of consciousness to return to his body.

"See you in the next life... In the next life, I want to be your own son."

The words contained in the throat were like choking, and no one except him could understand the most heartfelt expectation.

"Wake up, wake up! I'm really awake! Touch it, is the fever gone?"

"Hey, hey! Take away your paws, how can our princess be touched by you, even if the sky falls, only our prince can touch it, don't you think so, prince!"

"Can you shut up, boy, you are the happiest yelling all day long, don't you know that the wounded and sick need to rest? Get out and work."

"……Oh."

The person who made the most noise finally backed out, and it was rare to hear quietness. Jun Ziyou wanted to tap his forehead to wake himself up from his drowsiness as soon as possible, but when he moved a little, his whole body hurt like a frame falling apart, and his throat It was so hot that it was difficult to make a sound.

He instinctively wanted to open his eyes to see the situation around him. Even though he knew that he must have been rescued, he still wanted to confirm with his own eyes where he was at the moment.

Feeling the twitch of his eyelids, Xiao Beicheng's hand that had been stroking his eyes exerted a little force, and pressed on his temple that was so painful that it almost burst.

"Don't open your eyes, your eye disease is still unhealed, and you will be hurt if you see the light suddenly."

Jun Ziyou recognized that it was the person who pulled him back to reality in the dream, and struggled to utter a few vague words, but his voice was so hoarse that it was difficult to form sentences and distinguish the voice.

"To be precise, it was not me who saved you, but Li Ying, and to be more precise... it was the white wolf he raised."

Xiao Beicheng paused for a moment, and said in his mind, "When Jiang Linyuan found you missing, Jiang Linyuan immediately ordered people to look for you everywhere. I'm sorry, I was guarding the emperor's grandmother at the time, and it was my fault that I didn't find out in time. I hope you... do not blame me."

The man couldn't speak, so he just nodded, and Xiao Beicheng said again: "When I heard the news, Jiang Linyuan had searched for two hours to no avail. The edges lined up and flowed down the wall. There were also a few inconspicuous bloodstains on the carpet beside the table, which showed that the wounded were attacked by the window and dragged back into the hall. You are so smart, really If you are determined to run, you will not leave any misleading clues. Moreover, it can be seen from the scene that the injured must have been beaten by someone at the window and dragged back into the house. Generally speaking, the prisoner should not do this. It’s a superfluous thing, unless the route he takes you away is hidden in this hall.”

Xiao Beicheng moved a little, and Junziyou realized that what covered his eyes was not some light-shielding ribbon, but the man's hand, warm and reassuring, as always.

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, but what was certain was that since Xiao Beicheng found him, this tired posture hadn't changed.

"Sorry, are you uncomfortable? You can't see the light, I'm afraid you'll wake up from a nightmare, and you'll be scared in the dark. If you're not comfortable, then..."

Junziyou was speechless, so he could only physically stop him, holding down his wrist that was still hanging above his head, thinking that he could only trouble you to be tired for a while, this warm touch can greatly relieve the pain, Just like this bed that makes people want to stop, he still wants to stay for a while.

He heard the man laugh softly, "Okay, don't go, I will stay here with you and not go anywhere. If the boring case is really boring, I can say something else to lull you to sleep."

Xiao Beicheng caressed his forehead, and there was still worry in his words, "It's still burning, why don't you tell you something light-hearted."

The man shook his head stubbornly, wanting to hear how he found himself. Xiao Beicheng had no choice but to obey him, "I guessed that you were taken away in this palace. After searching for a long time, I couldn't find any clues. There was nothing I could do, so I had to ask for help." The 'Wolf God' raised by Yu Li Ying, its extraordinary sense of smell really smelled blood, and helped me find you, but it's a pity that you..."

"No, just in time..."

Jun Ziyou pulled down the man's hand, raised his head, brought the back of his hand to his lips, kissed his ring finger lightly, and at the same time swallowed what he was about to say.

——This secret of redemption should be buried deep in my heart and treasured for a lifetime.

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