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With one glance, he saw that his sister was standing right in front of him, so he broke away from Yang Lili's sweaty palms. His two short legs swapped rapidly as he ran towards Qi Mu, as if he had forgotten the tiredness of being dragged back by his mother from the fields.

"Sister, you came back? I missed you so much!" Little Yang's two short arms were hugging Qi Mu's thighs, he raised his head, revealing a smile, and said with a tender voice.

It was only after some time that she realized Yang Yang was there. Hearing his words, she lowered her head and looked at her little brother's innocent eyes. The corner of her lips slightly hooked upwards as she jokingly said, "Oh? Then what does our Yang Yang think of me? How long have you been thinking? "

"Yes, I've been thinking and thinking about it." Yang Yang's small head tilted to the side, and his eyes rolled up. He thought about his elder sister's question, and replied with a young and serious voice. Ever since his father and mother brought Yang Yang to play in the fields, they had always been thinking and thinking about it … … Just a moment ago, mother brought me back and when I saw big sister, I wanted to come back even more! "

Hearing this, Qi Mu and Yang Lili both smiled as they understood.

Tong Yan was usually simple and honest.

Qi Mu was slightly moved. His nose was slightly sour. How many years had it been since he last felt this? He raised a happy smile and spoke up for the innocent child.

This was the first time someone had told her so bluntly that he missed her and wanted to miss her very much. Furthermore, it was a little girl who said that.

Remembering how they had only known each other for a short period of time, she squatted down and looked at the small Yang Yang. She reached out and hugged him, smelling the faint scent of his sweat as she spoke each word softly, "Yang Yang, big sis also really misses you! From when we went to the fields with our parents until now, we have seen the sun again. Elder sister has also always been thinking about Yang Yang! "

In the future, I will keep thinking about it. Qi Mu thought to herself, Big Sister will accompany you as you slowly grow up. I will try my best to give you a happy and beautiful childhood.

No longer, not at all.

One afternoon, some simple words filled Qi Mu's heart with the motivation to live again, just like her childhood, which had always been in the dark, waiting for her parents to come and pick her up, day after day, year after year of disappointment, that little hope of nothingness, yet still existed due to a child's innocent persistence.

In the future, she would no longer be alone. She had a cute little brother and a family. She had to live for them, all of her! And fighting!

"Alright, alright, the siblings are still talking about love! "I'm not ashamed either." Yang Lili stepped forward and took off the basket on Qi Mu's back. Her voice was gentle as she spoke, with a hint of ridicule in her tone. On her beautiful face, a faint glow of happiness could be seen.

Qi Mu smiled faintly at her mother.

The afterglow of the setting sun was shining on the mother, her son, and the thatched cottage behind them. It was giving off a feeling of leisure and safety.

Yang Yang had a face full of doubt. He curiously asked, "Mother, what are love words?"

Hearing this, the smiles on the seven Mu and Yang Lili's faces deepened at the same time.

"You little elf!" Qi Mu stretched out a finger and poked Yang Yang's nose, making it even dirtier! "This little fellow has really gone overboard in the fields, not even letting go of his nose!" At such a young age, you already know what it means to ask a question of love! "

"What love words? What little elf? " Little Yang Yang was unhappy, he pulled away Qi Mu's slender and well-proportioned finger, pouted his mouth, and asked again.

Her small eyes were staring straight at Qi Mu, just like a resentful wife!

He reached out to hug Yang Yang Yang, then walked out of the room, preparing to fetch water for her cheap little brother to wash his face, and also for the "short neck with a black necklace"!

While walking, she explained, "Love words are very nice to hear. It's something Yang Yang says, something big sister likes to hear. "Where is little ghost spirit? Hmm, it means smart, it means that we, Yang Yang, are smart!"

"Oh? "Really?"

"Hmm, what's true?"

"That's right, there are two of them! Elder sister said it!" As Yang Yang said this, he extended two short fingers and raised his thick eyebrows.

"Oh!" "Yes." Qi Mu was stunned for a moment before he understood. Of course it was true! Both of them were real! Mother says Yang Yang's words, is it true?! "

Seven Mushrooms asked. "Yes sir!"

"Then when I heard what our Yang Yang said about love, was I happy?"

"Hmm …" Yang Yang lowered his head and hesitated for a moment. His tone of voice was puzzled, but it was also filled with certainty. Well, yes. "Yes!"

"Then are love words pleasing to the ear? See how happy my sister is to hear this? " The Seven Desires guided patiently and patiently, a faint smile flickering in their eyes.

"En, yes, that's right!" A love speech is a pleasant one! " Yang Yang received the answer. His eyes curved into crescent moons, and his big smile brimmed with happiness.

When Qi Mu heard this, he could not help but smile even more. He thought to himself, It's still children that are fun and easy to deceive.

The dark mood of arriving at his home had long since been swept away.

… ….

The siblings were outside joking. The atmosphere was pleasant.

While Yang Lili was in the room, a layer of sadness and shame covered her eyebrows.

She saw the fine red marks on the slender fingers of Qi Mu and on his thin, yellow wrist.

It hurts my son, it hurts my mother's heart!

As he flipped through the books, Qi Mu's heart was even more hurt from his gains in one afternoon.

What is it? Other than the firewood on the top layer of the basket, there were also mushrooms that were dead, some dishes that couldn't even be eaten, and a few dark things …

Nothing else.

He thought back to the days when he was wealthy and free, and the terrifying scene of him being drenched in blood.

Suddenly, she seemed to hear something in her ear. The wet nurse who had brought her along since childhood suddenly barged into her room. She was in a hurry and had a frightened look on her face as she stuffed a coarse piece of cloth into her arms and said with a sorrowful and resentful expression, "Yu'er, take it, it's done! Do you remember when the master made a trap cellar in the outhouse in the backyard? Go there, stay there, don't come out! No matter what you hear, you must not come out! You must live! "

That day, she was pushed, pulled, and dragged into the sealed and dark cellar, which was filled with the stench of the latrine and the deep repressed smell of despair.

He could vaguely hear the sounds of iron hooves, shouts, weapons, the cries of women, and pitiful shouts from outside … It was a voice she was very familiar with. She trembled even more violently, and curled up in a damp corner. She was so afraid that something terrible would descend upon her, that she would be found alive, exposed to the sun, in the courtyard where she laughed and sauntered day in and day out.

She was very worried and nervous about her parents. Why was this happening at home? Was it really like this? A lady who had lived like a prince since she was young was praying desperately to the wall of the cellar. Her eyes were bloodshot with despair and tears were dripping down her cheeks. She was wearing a luxurious dress. She only wished that her parents were fine! Nothing happened to his parents! Nothing happened to his parents!

When she, with her hair in disarray, her lips pale and cracked, her eyes empty and carrying the stench of the latrine, little by little, she would break her father's painstaking efforts and design ingenious mechanisms, little by little, she would climb to the ground.

It was over. It was over, dyed red with blood and life.

At that moment, it was as though in her home, everything had become still. Even her breathing had become still.

But, why …

She was alive.

She, of all the people in the Yang family, was the only one still alive.

What about her parents? Where was her own wet nurse?

Where is it? Where is it?

Why did she want to live?

Upon recalling this, she felt a little breathless. Looking back at the current situation, it was as if she was in ruins!

She, had let down her parents, her wet nurse, and gave birth to the Yang family who had raised her! He was a loyal and powerful family, one of the pillars of the Empire of Donghua! And her poor children!

If you were born without raising, why not raise it as a bird or beast? If you are raised without teaching it, you are unworthy of being a parent!

How could she be worthy of being her parents? She was worthy of being a child! He deserved to be called the Yang family's orphan! To the ancestors of the Yang family!

She was alive, and had passed on the Yang Family bloodline!

She seemed to have died, and was no longer able to fight for justice for the Yang family!

Her eyes immediately reddened, and she tightly covered her mouth. Her eyebrows furrowed and her heart pounded, but in the end, she still couldn't control her emotions. The blood in her body crazily rushed to her heart, and her face flushed red.

"Pfft!" He coughed out a mouthful of blood. It was so similar to the color of the setting sun, so merciless.

Despair. It was a black hole that could not even be filled with crying or tears. A heart, floating there, injured, healed, opened again … Repeated, never stop, until, tears also dried, blood also dried, the heart also died, only then possible, Fang must a moment of peace.