Si Mutian thought that his father would only be away for a month at most and would be back soon, because his father was like this in the past and would not leave him alone at home for too long.
But when a month passed and he didn't see Si Mobai come back or hear any news, he knew that he was wrong.
But he still thought that his father would always come back in three months, half a year, or a year.
But as time passed, and as he sent people out to search together, there was no news about Si Mobai and Feng Tianlan.
He knew that he was wrong again.
Three months have passed, half a year has passed, and a year has passed.
He has not seen his father come back, nor has he received a letter from his father.
His father, just like his mother, completely disappeared.
The ten-year-old Si Mutian is a little slimmer than last summer, but he is much stronger and taller.
He is also a head taller than last year, and his young face has a somewhat heroic air.
Si Mutian was sitting in the Feng family's yard, looking at the empty stone bench across from him, remembering that on this day last year, his father was sitting here, looking at the sky.
His father said that if he searches for it for the last time and cannot find it, he will never look again.
This sentence is still ringing in his ears, as if he said it the same way yesterday, he only understands the meaning of this sentence today.
What his father meant by this was that if he couldn't be found, he would never come back.
The last search is a lifetime.
Si Mutian chuckled mockingly, "Father is really cruel."
In this way, he was abandoned as a child, leaving him to be an orphan without a father and a mother.
"Young Prince."
A boy hurried in, handed over a letter, and announced, "There is news about the prince."
As soon as he heard this, Si Mutian stood up immediately, grabbed the letter, opened it with shaking hands, and looked at the contents of the letter.
It was like a thunder struck, making him go limp and sit on the stone bench.
"Young Master," the young man shouted worriedly.
Si Mutian raised his head and glanced at the sky, then stood up and left without saying anything.
That night, Si Mutian received the letter and left Feng Mansion that night.
So far, there is no news about the young prince Si Mutian in Guiyuan Continent.
No one knows where he went.
It's as if the world has evaporated. half a year later Simutian came to the snowy area, Xuanbing Cave.
Under the ice bed was a purple-black time coffin, and lying inside was his father, Si Mobai, whom he had not seen for more than a year, and standing next to him was Bai Xue.
"Uncle Bai Xue."
Si Mutian stood in front of the ice bed, looking at the peaceful and happy Si Mobai lying inside, his heart already numb with pain.
He thought that his father was just looking for his mother and would never come back, but he didn't expect that what he got was the news that his father had passed away.
Bai Xue said, "The eldest brother said that Naihe Bridge was the last place he didn't look for, so he went to Huangquan Road to look for it and went to Naihe Bridge to wait for his sister-in-law.
However, the eldest brother is the eternal god, but his soul is separated.
Only by finding him can he Will wake up."
Si Mutian lowered his eyes and let the tears fall.
The crystal tears fell into ice under the cold air of Xuan Bing.
At this moment, his heart was completely cold.
Six months ago, he received the last letter from his father, which contained only one sentence.
My beloved wife, you have been waiting for me for three lifetimes.
Orange candlelight flickered, lotuses were blooming under the bridge, and there were stars in the sky.
A monument stood at the head of the bridge, with the words "Naihe Bridge" on it.
The red flowers on the other side of the bridge are blooming enchantingly.
Only the flowers can be seen, but no leaves.
A pair of brocade boots embroidered with white orchids stepped on the withered flowers of the other side, slowly walked up, stood on the bridge, looked up at the bright moon, "Lan'er, I am already at Naihe Bridge, when can we meet?"
On the other side of the bridge, there was a graceful woman wearing a red dress embroidered with white orchids.
Free novels bring you joy and joy ---> storyskyline.net
She placed her slender white hands on her lower abdomen, lowered her eyes and smiled softly, licking her red lips, "Inky white, I’ll wait for you at Naihe Bridge, and we’ll see you in the next life.”
Loving you is my lifelong belief End of text: