Who is the world

Just after mid-December, the first heavy snow of the year fell here.

In the past, in Chaoyang, even though it was cold in winter, there was occasional snow in Xiangdu, but I never saw such heavy snow.

When I got up early in the morning, the snow had stopped. Although it only fell overnight, it was already a vast expanse of whiteness as far as I could see. From the eaves opposite, I could see that there was a thick layer at least as long as a palm.

Xu Lichen had already opened his eyes wide, looking out of the window with a look of excitement, his entire upper body was almost stuck out of the window, and he was about to turn outside.After all, he is still a child at heart.

Seeing this, Xu Zixu took him to play snowball fights in the yard outside.Xu Lichen had only just started learning martial arts, and his physical strength was not as good as his father's after all. He was panting and unable to run after fighting for a long time, so the father and son built a snowman instead.

In the middle of the journey, Xu Lichen dragged out Bai Lang, who had been watching from the sidelines, to build a snowman together. Naturally, Bai Lang would not refuse, and followed the child's wishes.

This was a very common game, but it was the first time for Xu Zixu to see his young son playing so crazy and laughing so heartily.

Such Xu Lichen looks like a six-year-old child.

However, after the four snowmen, three big and one small, were piled up, Xu Lichen looked at the big snowman next to the little snowman who was slightly smaller than the other two, and finally couldn't help asking softly: "Father, I miss my mother so much... "

Xu Zixu was shocked, and looked sideways at his son, that young and immature face was clearly filled with deep thoughts of his mother that could not be concealed, he couldn't help feeling a pain in his heart, his throat twitched a few times, but he couldn't utter a word , could only lean forward and hold the youngest son in his arms.

The young child obediently leaned against his father, and whispered softly: "When will mother come to see Yi'er?"

Xu Zixu clenched his hands tightly, hugging the young son tightly in his arms, smelling the soft fragrance in the child's hair with the tip of his nose, lowering his eyelids, he could only say deceitful words: "Yi'er, your mother will always be by our side , look at us, bless us..."

He couldn't tell a child that his mother was dead when he was eagerly looking forward to her return.

Xu Zixu didn't know which was more cruel, euphemistically deceiving or telling the truth.He only knew that he had to try his best to keep the child away from pain, and everything that happened because of him should be borne by him.A six-year-old child should not experience the darkness of the world prematurely.

He has lost Xin'er, so at least he must protect the life they conceived together.

However, Xu Lichen matured more precociously than ordinary children. He was silent for a while, raised his head, and asked his father: "Does it mean that I will never see my mother again..."

There was already a choked sob in that immature and crisp voice, and her bright black eyes were slightly moist.

Xu Zixu looked down at such a son, unable to nod or shake his head, he could only hold him in his arms again, silently comforting him.

A little six-year-old child may not be very clear about the meaning of death, but he understands what it means to never see.

No matter how euphemistic Xu Zixu said, he still couldn't change the fact that he would never see him again, but Xu Lichen vaguely understood it.

But as a father, he can't do anything.

The reality is always so cruel, and it always goes against people's beautiful and humble wishes, but since they are alive, they can only support each other to bear it, and then continue to move forward with a smile, even if it is painful.

Xu Lichen didn't speak any more, he raised his head slightly and stretched out his small hand to caress his father's sad face. After a while, he lowered his head, softened his body, and leaned closer to his father, leaning his face against the wide-eyed acquaintance. Chest, nestled in his father's arms, gently let his father hold him, very quiet.

He obviously missed his mother deeply, but he no longer made demands capriciously, he didn't even cry and make a fuss, but the act of reaching out and stroking seemed to be comforting the other party instead.

He gave up a child's right to cry freely when he was dissatisfied and sad. Perhaps part of the reason was because he experienced his father's unspeakable grief, and subconsciously chose to make himself stronger.

But the child's moist eyes, slightly trembling little body, and hands tightly clutching his father's skirt clearly revealed his true emotions.

He was just too precocious, too sensible.

Xu Lichen's sensibility made Xu Zixu's heart ache inexplicably.

"I still have my father...and Teacher Bai...that's enough...Mother should feel relieved..."

After a long time, the child's vague and suppressed voice came from his arms. Xu Zixu's eyes were slightly sore, and he hugged the child tightly: "Yi'er, you are the pride of mother and father in life. We will always love you..."

At night, after coaxing the child to sleep, Xu Zixu still had no sleep all night.

Eight days have passed since the day he woke up, and during this time, Xu Zixu never left his son for half a step, and stayed by his side day and night.

On the other hand, all the servants here are like what Chu Yi said before, they are extremely considerate and respectful to them, and it is really almost the same as before in Prince Jing's Mansion.

But even so, Xu Zixu was very clear about their situation at the moment, and the other party's courtesy was only because of that reason.

Xu Zixu knew that this was just another trick of the other party.

But he was a little surprised that the man was so calm. He didn't appear in front of them very often in the past eight days. When I came here, I just greeted him a few times, and then left politely. I didn’t say a word about others, let alone add direct or indirect insults. My demeanor and attitude were completely different from those in the first few days when I was imprisoned. .

The message Chu Yi conveyed seemed to allow them to live here without any worries, and it seemed that he was willing to provide them with a haven of shelter out of respect for Xu Zixu's character.

But with the passage of time, the initial pain and confusion gradually subsided. After Xu Zixu calmed down and thought about it, why couldn't he notice the weirdness?

Now that I think about it, all of this may have been expected by that man!

It was even said that it might be the result indirectly caused by Chu Yi!

The first night of whipping, healed up in just five days, and there were no scars, and the skin was intact, but after that, he couldn't tell anyone about it!It even made him speechless when he was questioned why he was unharmed.

And the escape that night might have been a trap!Deliberately revealing the news made him think that Chu Yi was not there, and before that, he unleashed his internal force to facilitate his escape.

It stands to reason that all of Chu Yi's personal guards and the Gorefiend black knight were there at that time, and the only ones who could not come to intercept them were those two masters and those vulnerable ordinary soldiers!

At that time, he just wanted to leave this shameful place, and he didn't think about the inappropriateness of it at all. He just thought that his actions were very secretive so he didn't get noticed.

That man may have tricked him from beginning to end!

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