After the resurrection, I send warmth every day

Yahara is not a bustling and crowded city like Tokyo, nor is it a self-contained style like Binsheng. It exudes calmness and tranquility, the air is fresh and cold, and under the heavy snow are green seedlings.

It is a place where you can see life even in winter.

Xing Jianyao followed Natsume Takashi all the way to the mountain, and in the deepest part of the mountain, he met the man with white hair and the same appearance as in memory.

He looked extremely weak, leaning against a decaying old tree, his skin was so pale that it was almost transparent under the sun, only the heaving and rising of his chest declared the signs of life.

As if he heard the sound of footsteps, the man opened his eyelashes, revealing a pair of water-like light green eyes, like a pool of clear water, sparkling, but when the clouds gathered to cover the sun, those eyes instantly dimmed. Light, only left, old, muddy.

For a moment, Xing Jianyao wanted to ask him how he made himself like this. Her mother only dissipated for her.

What about him?

He should live a long, long, long time...

"Mr. Shimoba dedicated all his strength to save the one he loves, that's why..." Natsume Takashi couldn't bear to look away before he could finish speaking, and he clenched his sleeves and stood aside.

Xingjian Yao understood.

Like his mother, he gave up his life for the one he loved.

It's almost like a curse.

The brothers and sisters in this family even died in the same way.

The man raised the arm that looked old and decayed, and gently held the corner of Xing Jianyao's clothes. The gray and white color seemed to blend with the trees.

She lowered her eyes slightly, stared at the man's face, and called out expressionlessly, "Uncle."

A brief smile appeared on Shuangye's face, and it was fleeting, as if the tiny curvature of her lips had no strength to support herself, she said in a weak voice, "You are here..."

"You want to see me." So, here I am.

Although the real purpose is to see... the same demise as my mother.

The man was not surprised by her cold attitude, he just coughed twice and said with difficulty, "I know...you still can't forget what happened when you were young, you are resenting me."

"It's a matter of course, Xiaoyao."

"Because of the past, I also hated you so much."

He spoke quietly, speaking slowly, almost stopping to rest for a while after speaking a few words, and then, in such a feeble tone, he spoke intermittently, "Your mother is my only sister."

"The two of us were born together. We have the same physique, the same ability, and the same appearance. Except for our gender, we are the same in everything."

"I love her because she is my only younger sister, so since she met Qingzhai, I disagreed with those two people being together. We came together with the help of people."

"Then..." He turned his head and put his eyes on Xing Jianyao, his eyes were like a torch, "You were born."

"I am a half-demon, and Shuangyue is also a half-demon. Our father is a big monster, and our mother is a human. The story happened hundreds of years ago. Those two people... also died hundreds of years ago."

"The growth period of monsters is different from that of human beings, and it will not be so fast. Therefore, Frost Moon has always been my only family member, and we are the only ones we rely on... Can you understand? How important is she to me. "

Understand.

Only this, she understands.

Just like father and mother love her, this person also loves her mother with the same love, so...he hates her so much.

His love for his mother contributed to his hatred of her.

Xing Jianyao's hand hanging by his side trembled for a moment, he clenched his lower lip and did not raise his head, but squatted down in front of him, listening to his narration without saying a word.

"In order to keep you alive, Frost Moon sacrificed her life and soul. From the moment I knew this, I couldn't smile at you anymore. Before, I was like everyone else, so sincerely, looking forward to your return." Birth..."

Having said that, he unconsciously pursed his lips, as if he was suppressing his emotions, and with those eyes that were no longer clear and transparent, he swept across her eyebrows inch by inch, and then suddenly raised his hand to cover his own eyes , sighed in an extremely emotional tone, "You really resemble that person... That's why I hate it."

"If you hadn't met him, you wouldn't have been born, and my sister wouldn't have died..."

"I've always thought so."

Until he met that person, that gentle, beautiful, but not in good health woman.

He was infected by her smile, and for the first time, he wanted to step into the human world.

In the end, he fell completely.

The moment he chose to exchange all his demonic power for her health, he suddenly understood, no, in fact he had understood it earlier.

During the period of contact with her, the period of gradually falling in love with her, the moment when I saw her smile and couldn't help laughing with her...

He understood why his sister fell in love with that person at that time.

Until the end, he returned her health, watched her stand up little by little, stepped into the sun again, watched her get married and have children, but he didn't have any jealousy, just sincerely, when he was happy for her, He understood what he had never understood, the look in his sister's eyes before she died.

She never regretted it.

For her, what was terrible was not death, but the failure to save her daughter on that day.

Her happiest time is watching that child grow up little by little, and laughing wantonly with him as a family of three.

After realizing this, he began to regret it.

At the beginning, I always thought of that child, of my bad words, and of her timid eyes.

Want to apologize to her.

Thinking of going back to the time before she was born, he walked into that house carrying the gift he bought for the child who was about to be born. He and Qingzhai stood at the door of the delivery room full of expectations and worries, but when she was born, For a moment, not even a cry was heard.

The doctor directly announced the news of her imminent death.

He, together with Qingzhai and his younger sister, was helpless, hesitant, and even shed tears.

For that child.

Because it is unacceptable to lose just as soon as you have it.

Since when did it change?It seems to be from that day too.

Gradually, he forgot the expectation and love he once had for that child, and only hatred remained.

When death enveloped him and life entered the countdown, his desire to see that child became even stronger.

Last wish.

Want to apologize to her.

It doesn't matter if you don't forgive.

At least... let him say that sentence, sorry.

Now, he sees it.

She has grown up.

Becoming more like that person and more beautiful.

He saw the wedding ring on her hand.

That's right.

She also has... the one she loves.

Shuangyue will be very happy if she finds out, but if Qingzhai finds out, she will be angry, right?Although that person is usually very gentle, in fact, he is a daughter-in-law, and he will definitely shout things like "My daughter will never marry".

In a daze, he seemed to see those two people again, saw the past, everyone except them, the splendid era that belonged to them.

The wind has become gentle and the snow is no longer cold.

Someone... came to pick him up?

So warm.

He raised his eyelashes to a gap in the whiteness, but for some reason, he saw a dazzling blue glow, which seemed to be a sign of life, pouring into his dry and decayed body little by little.

The boy named Natsume's call sounded in his ear, no, it wasn't a call, but he was shouting anxiously.

He was shouting, "Seeing the stars..."

"Meet the stars...?"

For some reason, his body suddenly gained strength. He opened his eyes and saw the girl lying in the boy's arms, her cheeks losing the color of blood.

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The author has something to say:

Uncle is the address from the neon side~

Suddenly, I found that Wenwen has 20 words, and it should not be far from the end. Because it is the first book, I am afraid that no one will read it, so the original plan is not too long.

In fact, I was robbed by 18 a long time ago. My outline is not like this. I originally planned to write it as a unit drama. He doesn't have many roles... Well, just, I can't rob him, Mufa.