Chapter 1605: Willow Eyebrow, Eyebrow Eyebrow Eyebrow

The second year after her father left, Wang Lin's mother also fell asleep and never woke up again. She looked like a sleeping face, showing a happy smile, as if she met Wang Lin's father in a dream. The two met again and were unwilling to come back.

There is a man who held you when you were a baby, no matter how tired you were, and still murmured to make you fall asleep and stop crying.

There is a person who is wet in your bed sometimes when you are worried about you catching a cold. He doesn’t care about his sleep and wakes up several times a night just to touch the bedding under you to see if it is wet.

There is a person who, while you are growing up, and when you are studying, will get up with sleepiness just to make a breakfast so that you will not be hungry.

There was a person who, after knowing that you like to eat fish, would eat the fish head and tail every time. You smiled and asked her why she didn’t eat the fish body. She smiled and replied that she liked to eat the fish head and tail, but you took it as a real person.

There is a person who tries your clothes for you as you grow up. There are a few bright red spots in that stitch, which is difficult for you to see.

There is a person who, even if you really grow up, will look at you silently with those decades of old eyes, silently happy and smiling, until finally, silently closing her tired eyes.

This person is called Mother.

There is another person who, when you were still a baby, held your body with both hands and raised it high, replaced the sun in his eyes and became everything for him.

There is another person who holds your hands while you haven’t learned to walk and fall, and helps you take the first step in life with the happy laughter.

There is another person who, in your joy again and again, holds your hand, takes you through the mountains, rivers, and takes you to see the sky and the earth. In your back as you look up, you will feel that he is a mountain and he is the sky.

There is another person who, when you said that your mother likes to eat fish heads and leaves the fish heads and tails to her mother very seriously, looked at her wife, showing apology and gentleness.

There is another person who, whenever you think of it, will be stern and gaze, which makes you more and more annoyed. However, as you grow up, you will find that under that stern gaze, there is a love you could not see back then.

There is another person who is lying in his slowly closed eyes, showing fear and helplessness, but your arms and soft voices make him like a child, just like when you were young, he raised your body and the happy laughter makes him no longer afraid of helplessness, but falls in your arms in warmth.

This person is called Father.

Wang Lin sat in front of his parents' grave, with tears in his eyes, laughing and crying. The memories made him feel enchanted and unforgettable. He did not drink, but at this time he felt drunk.

In his dream, the other person had no time to see off his parents, no time to hold his father's body, no time to kiss his mother's smile and unable to wake up, and his wrinkled forehead.

In this life, he did it.

If a person has a wife and children, then after his parents die, perhaps his sadness may be equally strong and deep, but he still has a support. But if a person has no wife and children in this life, then his sadness will be enough to cover the world.

From then on, there is no embrace that can warm his heart when he is tired.

From then on, there was no smile that could allow him to dissipate his melancholy in loneliness.

From then on, he was the only figure at the end of the world, watching the sunrise and sunset silently.

After three years of guarding the tomb, Wang Lin's hair turned white, and his body was no longer upright, but slightly curved. On his body, the traces of vicissitudes and time were revealed.

"Thirty-eight years..." Wang Lin's face had wrinkles. Now he is already an old man close to sixty years old.

Dafu was even older, standing behind Wang Lin with a crutch, looking at him silently, looking down at his right wrist, and nodding gently after a long time.

"How many thirty-eight years can life be... I don't know anyone else, but I probably have no next one." Wang Lin knelt down in a low voice and bowed in front of his parents' grave.

"Do you still remember that ancient temple..." Wang Lin stood up and looked back at Dafu, who was as old as if he could not walk for too long.

"In that ancient temple, I said I was missing a book boy, so you followed him." Wang Lin showed a smile of recollection on his face, looking at Dafu. Dafu has been with him for more than 30 years.

"Dafu can also be a book boy." Dafu rolled his eyes and grinned.

"You are old, I am old too... but I still have a wish... Dafu, help me guard home, wait for me, wait for me to come back." Wang Lin looked up at the sky. In the sky, he saw the white bird.

"I am still a little short of my understanding of the world. I will spend the rest of my life to go to the country with many Suzaku Stars. When I come back, maybe I have nothing to get, maybe I have realized it."

In the spring of the 38th year, Wang Lin left the mountain village alone. Dafu stayed at home and silently waited for Wang Lin's return, perhaps ten years, twenty years, or life.

Wang Lin was sitting alone in the carriage and drinking wine. He was getting farther and farther away from Hengyue Mountain. A few months later, the carriage arrived at the border of Zhao. Here, Wang Lin got off the carriage and dismissed the coachman, he took a deep breath, looked back at Zhao, turned around and took a step, and walked out of the border of Zhao.

This was the first time he had left Zhao State in his life. Wang Lin did not think about where the future road was. He only knew that the road was at his feet.

Just as he took this step, suddenly several long rainbows roared in the sky, faintly passing over Wang Lin. He did not look up, but walked forward calmly.

A light ejaculation came from the long rainbow whizzing through the sky, but among the monks, there was a woman who looked extremely beautiful and extraordinary. In addition to being beautiful, this woman also had a charming look, but was not artificial, but was born naturally.

She stopped in the air, looked down at Wang Lin who was walking step by step below, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and her expression showed confusion and confusion.

"What's wrong, Junior Sister Liu." A monk spoke in surprise beside her.

"It's nothing, you go back to the sect first, I have some private matters." The extremely beautiful woman spoke softly, no longer caring about everyone, but turned around and flew downwards.

The monk who spoke before was stunned and was about to follow him.

"Senior Brother, I want to be alone." The woman's soft but extremely firm voice echoed, causing the monk to stop, ponder for a while, and left far away with the other fellow disciples who were equally surprised.

Wang Lin stopped, turned around, and looked at the beautiful rainbow descending in the sky behind him. In a blink of an eye, it fell ten feet away in front of him, turning into a woman in purple clothes.

This woman is very beautiful, and her beauty is something Wang Lin has never seen before in his life. Compared with Zhou Rui back then, she has more than a few gains.

However, Wang Lin was not in a daze. He saw through everything, pursued the principles of heaven and earth, and had his own thoughts. In his opinion, this woman was beautiful, but when he finally closed her eyes, the burial was the same as that of an ordinary woman, and there was no difference.

The woman looked at Wang Lin, who was ten feet away from the age of ten feet, looked at his white hair and wrinkled face, and looked at his bright and wise eyes. After a long time, she lowered her head and bowed gently.

"Old man, I saw you once decades ago. Do you still remember the second time I met you today?"

Wang Lin looked at the woman in front of him, with thoughts in his eyes. After a long time, he smiled slightly, shook his head and spoke hoarsely.

"I forgot."

"Since I forgot, then forget it. Old man, for some reason, when I saw you, I always felt that we had seen you somewhere, not this time, but the last time I saw you, I wanted to know what your name was?" The woman smiled and said softly.

"I am Wang Lin." Wang Lin said slowly with a calm expression.

"Wang Lin?" The woman frowned, thought about it carefully for a long time, and hesitated.

"But the great scholar of Zhao State, Wang Lin?"

"It's me." Wang Lin nodded, his eyes revealing vicissitudes, and under his depth, it seemed as if it contained the world.

"I probably remembered it wrong..." The woman thought for a long time, but she didn't expect why there was a source that made her familiar and heartache like a thorn. She looked at Wang Lin deeply. She didn't understand why she saw the other person. The stinging feeling was even more intense than before, especially the other person's old appearance, which made her feel indescribable melancholy while stinging.

"I'm disturbed, say goodbye." She sighed softly, turning around and leaving with the confusion in her eyes and the pain in her chest.

"I wonder what the girl's name is?" Wang Lin said softly.

"Yumei, eyebrow eyebrows." The woman stopped and turned her head. A smile that was enough to make people beat like a heart-pounding smile appeared in the corner of Miri's eyes. After hesitating for a moment, she patted the storage bag with her right hand and took out a pill.

"You are old, this pill can keep you energetic. Meeting you and I can be considered destined to give it to you. Goodbye." Liu Mei put down the pill, and clouds appeared under her feet, and she floated up with the clouds and mist, which looked very beautiful.

"Is it my previous life, reincarnation, or a dream... or all this, nothing is... Liu Mei, Liu Mei... The life in the dream made me hurt the awakened woman..." Wang Lin looked at the pill, and his mood was hidden very well.

After a long time, until the figure of the woman in the sky left, Wang Lin suddenly looked up and shouted a word with his greatest strength at this moment, in a hoarse voice.

"Liu Mei, you must remember that no matter when, maybe in the next life, maybe in a cycle of reincarnation, maybe in a dream, don't know a monk named Wang Lin again! Don't know him, don't contact him..."
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