Even after the fire was put out, the rain still showed no sign of stopping.
The mixed smell of rain and wind gave him an inexplicable feeling of nostalgia. Li Mo looked at the sky that was still covered with dark clouds and let the raindrops hit him.
"......Well."
The hoarse voice suddenly began to groan in distress.
The old man coughed up blood and slowly raised his bruised hand.
"Old man!?"
When Li Mo saw this, he rushed forward and held the old man's hand.
This is right!
Isn’t that how it should be!
Only in this way can people resist the urge to cry, and pretend to be indifferent and indifferent to scold him!
"Old guy, wake up, don't sleep on the battlefield."
"Old man, I'm just old and my ears are still open, so don't yell there."
The moans turned into dissatisfied curses.
"Hey, old guy, did you see that..."
After the words were spoken, Li Mo noticed that most of the old man's face had been burned, and his eyes had become bloodshot and darkened. It was impossible to see anything with those eyes.
"I saw it. That's what I've been dreaming about. How could I not see it?"
The old man held up the corners of his mouth and smiled, and replied nonchalantly, as if to dispel Li Mo's worries.
"Now, old man, I have no regrets."
His lips were trembling slightly, and his breathing was getting weaker and weaker.
"No! Not yet!"
The rain seemed to be taking away the temperature, and Li Mo could no longer feel any body temperature from the old man's body.
He hugged the old man desperately, hoping to give some of his warmth to the old man, but knowing in his heart that this was meaningless, he couldn't help but burst into tears.
"I want to take you to meet your daughter!"
"daughter?"
The old man's eyelids were as heavy as lead, and his brain seemed to melt. He seemed to have only heard this word from Li Mo's mouth.
"My daughter was once just like me."
The old man smiled in Li Mo's arms, smiling like a child simply because he could talk about the most complacent person without any scruples.
"That girl, like me, is a person who is not afraid of anything and only rushes forward. Once she goes crazy, even the battlefield will not be able to stop her. But like this, she is just like other ordinary girls. She has fantasies. A wonderful love.
She once fell in love with a businessman, a young and promising man who was a little too impatient.
At that time, I strongly opposed their relationship, but my daughter insisted on marrying that man despite my obstruction.
But this is not surprising. After all, she is my daughter. It is strange that she can be stopped. As long as she lives happily according to her wishes, I don't care.
Unfortunately, things went against her wishes, her marriage failed, and even her children were taken away by a well-off businessman.
Since then, my daughter has seemed like a different person. She is timid and hesitant in everything. She even becomes humble when communicating with others, for fear of causing even the slightest trouble to others.
I thought I was doting on her too much, thinking that letting her live alone for a while would make her stronger, so I hid in the forest and refused to come out.
But no matter how long I hid, she still looked like that. It was then that I realized that my daughter, like me, had thrown away her dreams and happiness.
So I thought, could I use my own dream that had been abandoned once to get her happiness back?
I want her to see that even her dad can do it, and there’s nothing she can’t do.
Just like her father was able to find the dragon that she thought did not exist in the end, she must also be able to find the happiness that she thought did not exist.
Your dreams are never empty talk.
This is the last thing I can teach her as a father.
Even if I can't see it in the end, I still hope she can be happy. "
His brain was already groggy, but the old man still tried hard to consider his words.
There are some words that he must be expecting Li Mo to convey on his behalf.
"Boy, and you."
The old man's hand gently placed on Li Mo's head.
"Finally, are you still willing to call me general?"
In the end, this last way of asking for forgiveness was stubborn and terrible.
"I don't want it."
Li Mo smiled.
"You are not a general, you are just an excellent father who can be seen everywhere."
"Hahaha, is that right? Great, this is really great, thank you..."
The old and gentle smile stopped abruptly in Li Mo's arms.
A ray of light poked out from the cracks in the clouds and fell on the old man's face.
Tears stained with blood slipped from the corners of the old man's eyes, appearing particularly clear in the remaining rain and dew.
This rain really doesn't understand the atmosphere, but it just chooses to stop at this time.
Wouldn't it be easy to find out that he was crying?
When I came here, I really didn't encounter anything good.
One last thing, though, is really nice.
He didn't need to free his hands to close the old man's eyes, because in the end the old man smiled and looked happy.
Great, like this,
His hands could hold the old man tightly all the time.
