RNP Chapter 458 Wu Xie saw his first half of life through Peng Ye
Chapter 458 Wu Xie saw his first half of life through Peng Ye
Wu Xie lay quietly on the slightly simple bed in the guesthouse, his eyes staring at the white ceiling above his head, but his thoughts had already drifted to the journey to the guesthouse with Peng Ye today.
The words "I like the wind, it's my lover!" always echoed in his ears.
When Wu Xie first heard this, he was full of doubts. It was really hard to understand how someone could regard the invisible wind as his lover.
However, after he patiently listened to the story told by the man in the guesthouse, everything became clear.
It turned out that the person Peng Ye loved deeply had gone with the wind and left this world forever.
It is for this reason that Peng Ye said such affectionate and heartbreaking words - he likes the wind, just because the wind carries his endless longing and attachment to his lover.
Whenever the breeze brushed his face, Peng Ye could feel that his lover was by his side. The gentle breeze seemed to carry his lover's unique scent, giving him brief and precious spiritual comfort, allowing his tortured heart to gain a moment of peace.
Wu Xie slowly fell into a deep sleep, and gradually he suddenly found himself in a strange place, as if he was looking at his life through someone else's eyes.
Wu Xie stared blankly at the wasteland that was flying past him. Suddenly, a horrifying scene came into his sight—a body lying on the ground.
The land around the body seemed to be stained with a deep color, a dark red. Wu Xie couldn't help but wonder, how much blood could flow from a person's body to dye the land like this?
His hands trembled uncontrollably as he slowly stretched forward, but when his fingertips were about to touch the man's body, he suddenly pulled back as if he had been electrocuted. Fear followed him like a shadow, making him dare not touch the cold corpse easily.
At this moment, a shrill cry pierced the sky: "Dad!" Wu Xie was shocked and immediately recognized the owner of the voice. Wasn't that Peng Ye who led them to the guesthouse in the morning? However, at this moment, this voice was obviously less calm and more immature and frightened than in the morning.
Wu Xie's heart tightened, and he instantly understood what everything he saw meant.
It turned out that he witnessed the tragic death of Peng Ye's father through Peng Ye's perspective in his dream.
The father, who should have lost his life the moment the bullet penetrated his body, was miraculously still alive.
He raised a blood-stained hand with difficulty and placed it tremblingly on Peng Ye's hand.
"Xiao Ye, from now on dad can no longer accompany you..." the father said weakly, and every word seemed to have exhausted all his strength.
His face was as pale as paper, and his eyes gradually became dim, but he still insisted on finishing his words: "You must take good care of your mother. She is too soft-hearted and too easily deceived by others..." As the father spoke, he gasped, and his words were full of concern and reluctance for his family.
Peng Ye's face was already in tears. He held his father's hand tightly and cried out in a sobbing voice: "Dad, don't talk anymore. I'll take you back! I'll take you to see a doctor right away! There must be a way to heal your injury!" However, no matter how he shouted, his father's breath was getting weaker and weaker.
The father raised his hand with difficulty, and gently stroked Peng Ye's face with his wrinkled and extremely weak hand, and said slowly: "Xiao Ye, that bullet directly penetrated my heart, I can't be saved... In fact, I have been waiting for you here, I knew you would definitely come..." At this point, a relieved smile appeared on the father's face.
"Now that I see you standing in front of me safely, I can leave with peace of mind... It's a pity that you can't see your mother for the last time. This will probably be the biggest regret of my life..." A tear slid from the corner of the father's eye and flowed down his cheek.
Peng Ye felt heartbroken when he heard his father's words and cried bitterly. He tried to pick up his father and take him away from this place, but his legs seemed to have lost their strength and he fell to the ground again and again.
But Peng Ye did not give up. He gritted his teeth, suppressed his grief, struggled to get up again and again, and continued to try to pick up his father.
At this time, the villagers heard the news and rushed over. They walked silently to the father and son, carefully helped the father up, and then gently put him on the horse's back.
When Peng Ye watched his father being helped onto the horse's back, he felt as if his heart was instantly hollowed out, as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss.
However, at this moment, Peng Ye suddenly stopped crying. He stared at the horse's back quietly, his eyes revealing an unprecedented firmness and determination.
It seemed that at this moment, the boy who was once ignorant and dependent on his parents disappeared completely, and was replaced by a man who had experienced the test of life and death and grew up rapidly.
At that moment, Wu Xie just blinked his eyes, but when he opened his eyes again, a heartbreaking scene appeared in front of him. On a big bed, a woman dressed in traditional Northwest clothing lay quietly. There was a faint smile on her face, as if she was immersed in a sweet dream, so peaceful and tranquil.
Wu Xie possessed Peng Ye, and now he was Peng Ye, so Wu Xie could clearly feel the deep despair and helplessness emanating from Peng Ye. Peng Ye stared at the woman on the bed with his eyes wide open, his lips trembling slightly, but he could not make a sound.
When their eyes fell on the white paper next to the woman, time seemed to freeze. Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and Peng Ye knelt on his knees, his body shaking violently. He stretched out his hands, wanting to grab the paper, but he was afraid of breaking some taboo and hesitated to touch it.
Wu Xie stared at the yellowed paper in his hand with eyes wide open in disbelief. Although the handwriting on it was a little blurry, it was still clearly recognizable. It read:
“Dear Peng Ye:
When you read this letter, mom has already left this world. I feel extremely guilty because as your mother, I should have accompanied you through every important moment of your life from now on, but I made such a selfish decision.
Xiao Ye, Mom really misses your father so much. The longing is like a surging tide, which I cannot resist. Therefore, I can only choose to go to another world and stay by his side.
Please forgive my mother for being cruel and selfish, leaving you alone in this world and letting you suffer from loneliness. But, my Xiaoye, you have always been so strong and brave, and never give up easily even in the face of difficulties. At the same time, you are so kind and gentle, always full of love and tolerance for others.
Xiao Ye, mommy really loves you very much! This love is deep in my bones and unreserved. But your father needs me more. He is a careless man who can't even cook, and he doesn't know how to take care of himself on weekdays. I don't know if he can take good care of himself in the underworld without me.
Mom knows very well that Xiaoye is a good and sensible child. Although he is still young, he is much more mature than many of his peers. So, please forgive mom for not being able to stay by your side and accompany you to grow up.
If I have the chance to choose again, I will never leave you alone. Because you are a piece of my heart that fell from my body, and you are the baby I gave birth to after ten months of pregnancy and countless hardships. You are my lifelong concern and my eternal love.
Xiao Ye, a thousand words can be summed up in one word: "I'm sorry." Apart from that, I really don't know what else I can say to you. I hope you can understand my difficulties and wish you all the best in the future. "
After reading the letter, Wu Xie felt his eyes moist and his heart ached. He seemed to be able to feel the deep regret and endless love expressed between the lines of the mother's words. Himiko's last words!
Wu Xie stared at the tear-soaked paper, his eyes slowly falling on the blurred handwriting. From the lines stained with tears, he seemed to be able to feel the endless pain and helplessness in the mother's heart.
There is no doubt that this mother did not willingly come to this point.
However, for her, losing her husband was like losing the pillar of her life, and the heart-wrenching pain was unbearable for her. When her husband was alive, they had spent countless warm and beautiful times together, and the deep feelings had already been integrated into their bones.
Now that her lover has passed away, she feels that the whole world has become dim and life has lost its original meaning and color.
Despite this, Peng Ye was always in her heart. This child carried all the love and hope between her and her husband, and was her only comfort in this vast world.
So, in the torment day after day, she relied on her concern for Peng Ye to hold on and struggled through one difficult day after another.
Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, Peng Ye has turned 18. In that year, the mother suddenly found that she could no longer find a reason to continue living.
Perhaps it was because she knew that her son had grown up and could face the ups and downs of the future on his own; or perhaps it was because the long-accumulated pain finally crushed her last bit of will to survive.
In short, on a quiet night, she left quietly like a withered leaf, leaving so calmly and resolutely...