"Vomit!" Xiao Yang Jian twisted his body and retching for a long time.

What's going on! Xiao Yang Jian's feeling of uneasiness has aggravated a lot.

With tears in his eyes, his thin lips were pursed, and he bit his tongue hard, pushing the door open with force.

"Squeak!" The smell was even more intense, and the light was gone everywhere. Xiao Yang Jian tiptoed in.

But I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, "I've been away for only one day. What did Dad do? It's so smelly!"

As soon as he took two steps, he seemed to kick a few stones under his feet. Although he did not bend down to pick them up, Xiao Yang Jian felt a little dissatisfied and murmured, "How could Dad make the house so messy!"

A strange touch came from under his feet, "This?"

Xiao Yang Jian bent down to pick up the things under his feet, but the uneasiness suddenly appeared in his heart.

"Ah!" A scream came from his mouth, and then he squatted on the ground and started crying.

But he was holding something hard in his hand, the moon was as bright as water, and Xiao Yang Jian had a dried-out dog skin in his hand, while the "stone" he just kicked was a bone with flesh.

The short brown hair seems to sense the breath of a person, floating quietly with the wind.

"Dad! Why did you eat my friend!" almost roared out.

The silence is as quiet as before, and the uneasiness in Xiao Yang Jian's heart has not yet been eliminated.

Suddenly, as if he had thought of something, he hurriedly ran into the house.

Plop! The bench under his feet tripped him, and then he groped in the night without saying a word. How familiar everything here is to him.

The fire gradually rose, and the oil lamp was finally ignited, but the moment it was ignited, it shook violently again.

A low sob sound appeared again.

"Dad!!" Xiao Yang Jian shouted heart-wrenchingly, and his voice began to become hoarse.

I saw a thin figure sitting straight on the bed, with corpse spots on my body already appearing. My eyes looked at the position in front of me, and there seemed to be unwillingness and anger, but there was a little longing mixed in my eyes.

It was my dad who smelled rotten before.

Without thinking, Xiao Yang Jian rushed up and hugged his body tightly and cried bitterly. The oil lamp fell to the ground, thick smoke rose, and the gorgeous fire slowly illuminated the entire room.

"Why... Why... You didn't care about me since you were a child, and you still wanted me to take care of you! Get up! I'll take care of you for the rest of my life!" Tears as big as beans quickly slid down, and the small figure roared so hard that it finally spread into his father's arms.

After a long time, even though the thick smoke had choked Xiao Yang Jian and couldn't breathe, he still snuggled in his father's arms.

This feeling seems to have never been seen since I have remembered it.

I slowly looked up at my father in front of me, and saw the cold body, still staring at the front with my glasses open.

Xiao Yang Jian suddenly felt thoughtful. What was his father thinking before his death?

Looking along the eyes, I saw a dog with no moisture on its back leg.

"How long has it been since I came back?" Xiao Yang Jian was shocked and murmured, obviously his father was starved to death.

Before he dies, he can kill his son's favorite puppy and eat meat, but he is reluctant to eat the last leg meat.

Xiao Yang Jian suddenly interpreted an emotion in the face in front of him: his son must be very hungry, and the meat is really delicious, so he must wait for him to come back. If something happens to him, I...I...

Perhaps the person who often beats me in front of me became this scene because I haven't come back for too long.

"I don't want you to do this, get up! Keep hitting me!" He picked up the palm covered with corpse spots and slapped his head hard, but Xiao Yang Jian was crying.

"What do I want to wake up...it's fine..." Xiao Yang Jian almost begged.

But I don't know that a figure gradually condensed behind me.

"I'll help you!" Kong Ming's voice came, and the voice was still the previous voice, but it was like the sound of nature in Xiao Yang Jian's ears at this moment.

Before I could turn around and look at the shadow, I realized that I was already outside the house.

The mountain breeze was slightly cool, but there seemed to be a raging fire in Xiao Yang Jian's eyes.

"Sister, can my dad really be resurrected?"

Chongming smiled playfully, as if resurrecting his life was as simple as waving his hand, "Of course!"

Before Xiao Yang Jian could say something, he said to himself, "It is easy to resurrect your father, even save your mother! It's just that there will always be some price during this period!"

After Chongming's words, Xiao Yang Jian was already out of his mind. The only thing he wandered in his mind now was the sentence "Resurrect Dad, rescue Mother... Mother!"

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