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Suddenly, Dad said: "If I hadn't decided to give birth to Xiao Bei, everything would have been different."

Mom was obviously surprised to hear Dad say that: "Why do you say that? Xiaobei is our son! Of course I will give birth to him!"

"Yes, it's our son." Dad didn't say anything more, just said in a low voice: "I know, I know..."

[Sometimes I really blame my father, he stubbornly made my mother so tired and worked so hard for his dream. 】

[But I know that Dad loves Mom and his creations very much. 】

[It's just me, it's an accident in this family, would my parents be better off without me? 】

Su Yinan heard Luo Xiangbei's voice again, and he hurriedly called out: "Xiaobei! Where are you?"

But Luo Xiangbei didn't reply, the screen flickered, and Su Yinan saw another scene.

"Luo Xiangbei, don't you have a father? Why have I never met your father?" On the way home from school, a little girl asked Lu Xiangbei.

Luo Xiangbei clenched the strap of his schoolbag: "I have a father, my father is just busy at work."

"Really, then will your dad buy you the latest racing toy? I think many people in the class have it!"

"I...I don't know."

The father in my memory was either busy outside or buried in his room writing his things. In childhood memories, all the family affection and warmth were brought to him by his mother.

[I may not be in Dad's world. 】

[But I don't hate my father, because my mother likes him, and my mother said to be considerate of him. 】

"Xiaobei!" Su Yinan concentrated his mind and caught a little shadow of Luo Xiangbei before the picture changed.

In an instant, darkness enveloped him. In a dimly lit room, 18-year-old Luo Xiangbei sat in a corner with his legs crossed.

Su Yinan ran towards him, but there was an invisible wall blocking him.

Su Yinan's hand lit up and wanted to forcibly break through the transparent wall, but as soon as he tried hard, Luo Xiangbei frowned in pain.

No, you can't break it by force. This should be a kind of protection for Luo Xiangbei in his heart. If you break it by force, Luo Xiangbei will be injured.

"Xiaobei, can you hear me? Xiaobei?" Su Yinan shouted through the wall, but Luo Xiangbei couldn't hear anything, his eyes were empty and lifeless, completely different from the previous Luo Xiangbei .

Su Yinan's heart ached terribly, she just wanted to go to Luo Xiangbei's side and hug him tightly: "Xiao Bei, look at me!"

Luo Xiangbei still didn't respond, but fragments of memory began to frantically flash in front of Su Yinan.

As if trying to hide Luo Xiangbei's heart, Su Yinan almost couldn't catch him.

【Dad doesn't like me, right? 】

【Did he not even like his mother anymore? 】

【Mom is so nice, why would he do such a thing? 】

A piece of paper slowly fell in front of Su Yinan, Su Yinan took it over and took a look, it was a depression diagnosis form.

The patient was Luo Xiangbei's father.

In the hospital ward, my mother covered her face and wept in a low voice, while her father lay on the hospital bed dumbly, with thick bandages wrapped around his wrists.

Mom whimpered and said: "You are not wrong, it is those who stole your music, are you really cruel enough to leave us alone?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I don't know why this happened." Dad broke down and buried his head in his palm: "I'm so uncomfortable, I don't know what to do, I just feel that my persistence has become a kind of joke."

His mother encouraged him: "It's not a joke, it's because you did such a good job that those people started thinking about it. It's because you did so well."

"However, no matter how hard you try, you will never succeed." Dad's tone was very desperate, and he was completely devoid of energy.

"It will be successful. Have you forgotten what you said at the beginning? No matter how difficult it is, I will never give up my creation," my mother tried to make herself smile: "I am the same, no matter how difficult it is, I will support you."

"I..." Dad hugged his mother sadly, while Luo Xiangbei stood aside, staring at the diagnosis slip that his parents had forgotten beside the bed in a daze.

When he was young, he still didn't understand what it meant. He only knew that his father was sick and seriously ill.

Sick enough to abandon his beloved wife and music to escape the world that oppresses him.

[Mom is very sad, very sad, I tried my best to be obedient, but I couldn't make my mother happy. 】

[Is it because I didn't do something well, that's why my father doesn't like me and my mother is unhappy? 】

"No, Xiaobei, it's not your fault." Su Yinan once again grasped the gap from the fragments of memory, and let himself return to the dim room where Luo Xiangbei was, "Your father is just sick."

Every time one more memory fragment is seen, the pain in Su Yinan's heart increases. Even if he is so sad, Luo Xiangbei must be in more pain than him.

He must go to Luo Xiangbei's side quickly, and let Luo Xiangbei notice him.

Su Yinan calmed down, and patiently called Luo Xiangbei's name over and over again.

He said, "Xiao Bei, look at me, I'm always by your side."

He said, "Don't be afraid, I'm with you."

After a long time, Luo Xiangbei in the corner finally raised his head slightly aware of it.

Su Yinan hurriedly stretched out his hand towards the invisible wall, the wall shook and rippled in circles.

"Xiao Bei!"

"Su...Yi Nan..." Luo Xiangbei whispered.

Just as Su Yinan wanted to go further, the space fluctuated again, Luo Xiangbei's inner voice echoed around Su Yinan.

【Father really doesn't want anything, not himself, nor us. 】

[Or, it's not that he doesn't want it, but that he loves his mother too much. 】

[I love her so much that I want to take her away, but why did they leave me behind in the end. 】

The screen in front of him turned and appeared on a moving car.

Dad had a rare smile on his face while driving the car, and mother also seemed to have dressed up specially, taking Luo Xiangbei to sit in the back seat.

The night has fallen, and the neon light seeps through the car windows, making the picture in front of me a bit unreal.A stan by Eminem sounded in the car, like a hint, bringing a touch of inexplicable depression to the originally relaxed atmosphere.

Mom asked: "Your song has been sold, where are we going to celebrate?"

"I've already reserved a seat in the restaurant," Dad smiled, "They will also buy my songs regularly in the future."

"I knew you would be able to do it." Mom was happy for Dad, probably too happy, she didn't notice that there was deep sadness behind Dad's smile.

And when it happened, they were completely defenseless.

[They said that Dad hit the bridge pillar in order to avoid the oncoming truck. 】

[But, at that time, did Dad want to take me and Mom to die together? 】

【Did he hit that pillar on purpose? 】

The impact of this scene was too strong, so strong that Su Yinan almost couldn't breathe.

The violent impact made him squat down, and the scenes that happened at that moment reappeared in front of his eyes again and again.

No, it should be said that it reappeared again and again in Luo Xiangbei's mind.

"Xiao Bei, stop thinking about it!"

If this happens again, Luo Xiangbei will not be able to stand it!

But Ke Luo Xiangbei's memory couldn't stop at all, compulsively replaying that cruel and sad picture continuously.

His inner voice kept questioning himself.

【Did mom die to save me? 】

[Or was it deliberately killed by my father? 】

[Why am I the only one who didn't die? Is it my fault? 】

"No! Xiaobei!"

I don't know how many times I repeated this memory, Su Yinan finally seized the opportunity of Luo Xiangbei's mind turmoil, and broke away from this memory.

Luo Xiangbei huddled in a corner and kept trembling, Su Yinan leaned against the wall and tried hard to push it away, the ripples on the wall kept vibrating, fragile and stubborn, as if guarding his last bit of survival space.

Su Yinan didn't want Luo Xiangbei to back down.

"Xiaobei, I'm here, please see if I'm alright."

Luo Xiangbei's eyes moved, Su Yinan knew that he had heard him speak.

"Xiaobei, I know it's very painful for you to recall these things, but you are really wrong."

Su Yinan's voice was very gentle: "Your father opened the steering wheel at the last moment. To protect you, he caused the cab to crash into a pillar. Your mother has also been protecting you."

Luo Xiangbei raised his head completely, his eyes finally had focus.

"Xiao Bei, this was an accident. They love you, and you survived under the protection of your parents."

Tears flowed down from Luo Xiangbei's eyes: "But, they also died because of me! It's all because of me! If I..."

"No! Don't think that way!" Su Yinan interrupted him: "They let you live because they hope you can live happily and healthily."

"I..." Luo Xiangbei choked with tears: "I can't help it, I can't help it..."

"Xiao Bei, I know you are sad, because you love them, so you will be sad." Su Yinan's voice was soft and warm, "It's just that you don't have to hide alone, let me accompany you, whether it is Whether you are sad or sad, let me be with you, I am here, as long as you need me, I will be there."

"Su Yinan..." Luo Xiangbei slowly raised his hand and touched the wall.

Su Yinan watched him, waiting for him to come to her and open up to herself.

Luo Xiangbei cried and trembled: "Su Yinan, I feel so bad."

"Come to me, Xiaobei, let me hug you."

The longing embrace was right in front of him, with a crash, the wall finally shattered, and Luo Xiangbei threw himself into Su Yinan's arms.

Su Yinan hugged him tightly, let him cry, patted his back with one hand and whispered: "It's okay, I'm here, don't worry about crying if you feel uncomfortable."

The person in his arms was crying out of breath, unable to stop at all: "I'm so scared, Su Yinan, I'm scared, I'm afraid to see the picture of my parents dying, and I'm afraid they will die because of me."

"I know, I know."

"It hurts me too, and my heart hurts. Didn't my mother say that good people are rewarded? Why did such a good person die? My father also. Why did those people deceive him? He is so talented, why... ..."

Su Yinan held Luo Xiangbei in his arms, letting him vent to his heart's content. They hugged each other for a long time, in their hearts, in their dreams, in reality, wherever Luo Xiangbei wanted to hug...

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