Looking at the man with a stubborn expression that was almost crazy, Wu Ying for some reason finally withdrew the general's attack and let out a long sigh.
The fifth son, with a smile on his face, couldn't wait to feel the taste of death. After a while, he couldn't help opening his eyes and found that the other party looked at him with a look he had never seen before, which made him feel a little uncomfortable.
It was obviously just a look, without even murderous intent, but the emotion contained in it made him feel sore and itchy, making his heart and liver hurt from being scratched by some hook that had little attack power but was very stinging, and even more so. Suddenly, I felt panicked.
He didn't like this look.
No, don't look at him like that. Although his whole body was suppressed by the tyrannical power of the fifth hero and could not move, he still wanted to desperately break free from the restraints on his body and do something to stop it. But it was in vain.
Apparently, Wu Ying wouldn't stop because of his yelling.
"Xiao Zi." Wu Ying said quietly. These two words slipped out of his mouth extremely smoothly, as if they had been shouted in his heart thousands of times.
But this was also the first time these two words came out of his mouth.
And Xiaozi is the nickname of the fifth son.
Hearing this, the fifth son was stunned, truly. He felt as if time had stagnated at this moment. It seemed that he could only hear one voice, and that was the voice of the other party.
No one has called him this for many years... It seems that no one has called him this since the death of Fifth Purple. In fact, some uninformed people started calling him "Lingtai". This is the name of the only person who can call him by his nickname. The other person is really dead, and he really takes Duofang's place.
Xiaozi is the nickname of the person and status of Fifth Son, and only Fifth Zi has called him this.
Wu Ying has never called him so intimately. The other party always called him by his first name. Later, when he got a number, he started calling him. Now he probably just calls him "Guizi" instead.
He always thought that the other party would never call out his nickname in his life. Maybe he didn't know his nickname at all.
He never expected that one day he would hear such a name from the other party, and he never imagined that all this would happen on such an occasion.
If he had longed for family affection, he might be ecstatic, and even start to change his mind because of this little title. However, he heard such words today, when both he and the other party were about to die. It had to be said that it was indeed ironic.
He instinctively put a sarcastic smile on the corner of his mouth to hide his true emotions, but the other party called him this again.
Although he didn't carry much emotion, the fifth son still felt sour at the heart of this extremely ordinary sentence, even more uncomfortable than when he received the look just now.
"Don't call me like that!" The fifth son's voice seemed to break suddenly, and he screamed with a little control, as if he could no longer control his emotions.
Suddenly, it seemed as if all the sounds in the venue had become the background, and everything was focused on the young man in the middle. There was a dark light between the opponent's eyebrows and eyes, with a sharp edge, as if he was ready to stab others or even himself at any time.
"Stop calling me like that, I'm not Xiaozi! This is not my name, I'm not Xiaozi, and I'm not the fifth son. I don't have a name, so get out of here -"
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"Hahaha, little bastard, what's your name? Where did you hear it?" The drunken man seemed to have heard some big joke, and he pushed away the approaching head "gently" .
He seemed to be in a good mood, with a smile that never faded.
"What? Reading? Why do you need to read..." The sloppy man sneered and poured wine into his mouth.
"Don't, don't bother me, I told you it's gone. Isn't that your name, little bastard? Get out of here!"
"It seems that I've been really good to you recently. Don't show up in front of me again these days. If I hear you thinking about those messy things again, watch your legs!"
"roll--"
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"What's your name? Well...do you have a name?"
"Zi? Is this the name you gave yourself? No. Did that man name it for you?"
"Do you want to change?"
"No? You like it, but it's hard to tell the difference. I'll give you a nickname. I'll think about it when I get back..."
"I remember that there was a catalpa tree in the small courtyard where you grew up. I went there that day and saw its lush branches and leaves. It was very spectacular. The catalpa tree is upright, noble, and has a long life. It is as long as a hundred trees... It would be better to give you a name. Xiaozi, how are you?"
"good."
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"You are." The young man said quietly, not paying attention to the other party's madness.
"I gave you this nickname."
This name was given to the fifth son by Wu Ying.
The fifth son seemed to have heard something that was difficult for him to accept. He kept shaking his head, as if he was trying desperately to get rid of something.
"Impossible!" His eyeballs were covered with red bloodshot eyes, and his voice changed slightly.
The fifth son glared at the only True Lord Yun Mao who was still standing, his nostrils flaring angrily, his pupils dilated continuously, and his whole person looked frightened and extremely angry.
impossible. This name was given to him by Fifth Purple. He still clearly remembers the words the other party said at that time, and even the curvature of the corners of the other party's mouth at that time.
How could it be possible that it was caused by him, as Wu Ying said?
How could this person get involved in anything related to him if he hated him so much? impossible! It must be a lie made up by the other party in order to deceive him and give him the final blow.
"... Its branches are lush and leafy, which is very spectacular. The catalpa tree is upright, noble, and has a long life. It is as long as a hundred trees... How about naming you Xiaozi?" The young man narrated this passage in a smooth tone. Words spoken many years apart.
The image of the young man overlapped with that of the man many years ago, which made Wu Wu feel a little dazed for a while.
The fatal pressure in his chest seemed to be faintly withdrawn, but it became more and more uncomfortable, as if something was pressing on his chest, making him unable to breathe.
"These are my exact words, and I am relaying them to you at the tomb. Except... I treat you no differently than other brothers."
Except for the six years he had to leave at the beginning, he actually did his best for his son, but he just didn't like him that much.
But after all, the other party's identity is embarrassing, and he can't get everything so openly like other children, so he has to take his time.
What the fifth son saw was only what he saw, but he could only go so far.
What he could give to this child was far more than the fifth son imagined, but still far less than he thought. There's no way around it——
