"Lady~"
As soon as Xiao Ling opened his eyes, he was faced with an extremely familiar evil handsome face.
Han Yuan smiled, holding his head with one hand, lying next to Xiao Ling and admiring his expression, which was still a little dazed and lost after he had just woken up.
Xiao Ling had just escaped from the illusion, and he was indeed still a little unclear, but when he saw a shameless ghost getting closer and closer, he suddenly woke up.
With the anger he suffered in the "Illusion", Xiao Ling slapped Han Yuan's face, sat up and pushed him away, with a slight curl of his lips:
"It's my mother~"
Han Yuan: "..."
Lord Ghost King tore off Xiao Ling's hand from his face and held it in his hand, with a rare expression of embarrassment: "Aling..."
"The child is stupid, has incomplete cognition, and what he says cannot be true." Han Yuan tried his best to explain, trying to save his tall image, as if the "child" he was scolding was not him.
How shameful that his childhood was like that!
How could his good wife become a mother...
"Hmph~" Xiao Ling snorted coldly, but still had no good feelings toward him. After all, he was also very embarrassed when being hugged by someone who suddenly shrunk and kissed him all at once!
But... thinking of the story he saw in the "Illusion", Xiao Ling quickly said seriously: "Have you recovered your memory?"
When the memory was mentioned, the smile on Han Yuan's face immediately disappeared. He lowered his head and seemed a little unhappy: "Not all, just a small part."
Seeing his expression, Xiao Ling's heart tightened and it hurt a little.
In fact, you don't need to ask to know that Han Yuan's memory must be completely dark, without any light or joy.
This outcome may have been doomed since he was born.
Children of humans and ghosts are not tolerated in the world and will suffer disasters from birth.
To others and to oneself.
But just like Sisi, the Yin Fei trapped in the world, they were originally born because of "love", and they themselves had no fault, but in the end they became evil.
Han Yuan looked up and saw the obvious distress on Xiao Ling's face. He smiled at him reassuringly, took his other one and held it in his hand, with red threads intertwined between his fingers.
"Actually, I don't remember much more than what you saw. If you have any questions, just ask Aling."
Although he doesn't understand why the current Xiao Ling appears in his past memory, this may be their destined fate.
He is the only light and warmth in his dark past.
"Okay." Xiao Ling nodded, hesitated, and then asked, "What exactly happened when you were born?"
When Han Yuan was about to be born, his consciousness was eroded by black energy and pulled by the power of leaving the illusion. It was so confusing that it was difficult to hear the dialogue clearly.
And after he was born, he was kicked out of the illusion before he could see anything clearly. If this illusion is a continuous period of time in the past, Han Yuan should know it.
Unexpectedly, Han Yuan himself shook his head in confusion: "How can a newborn baby remember things?"
But after he finished speaking, he sneered somewhat self-deprecatingly: "However, I am not a normal baby, hehe, the son of a man and a ghost."
"Although I don't remember exactly what happened, I seem to be vaguely feeling... some emotions."
"Emotions?" Xiao Ling wondered, could it be that Han Yuan's perspective was different from his?
"Well, sadness, resentment, intolerance, determination... there are many more. They come from all directions and are mixed together. It's hard to distinguish them clearly, and I'm too lazy to separate them."
Han Yuan's tone was light, as if he was not talking about himself: "Actually, you can guess it without looking at it. It is nothing more than the birth of some kind of yin fetus, which the world cannot tolerate.
The couple thought they could protect them, but in the end fate was too great and something went wrong. In the end, in order to prevent the newborn Yin fetus from causing trouble, they locked him in the cold pool and left him to fend for himself. . "
It sounds like the fates of Han Yuan and the baby girl Sisi are similar, but different.
His parents were not like the general and the female ghost Ayu. One was unaware and the other had no regard for the world.
Although the identity of Han Yuan's father is unknown, he should be a capable person; and his mother is a very special "ghost".
They might indeed have been able to avoid the disaster, but perhaps, as Han Yuan said, destiny was unstoppable.
And locking him in the cold pool to fend for himself is not only suppression, but also a kind of protection.
It's just that this kind of protection is too cruel for a child who has no fault in the first place.
However, to complete the mission, he still had to find out Han Yuan's life experience and what happened next.
"Then in your memory, has your father's name and identity been mentioned?"
"Father..." Han Yuan frowned, seeming to be a little disgusted with this title, or the person it corresponds to, "The woman called him Brother Xuan, and the other... it seemed that someone Have you ever called him...Mo what master?"
"His last name is Mo?" Xiao Ling was very sensitive to this, "So, your name should be...Mo Han?"
When he read this name, his tone was full of nostalgia and tenderness.
Although he had long known that Han Yuan was Mo Han, but now that the names matched, it was as if the two lives had overlapped in a trance.
"Hmph, he is just the biological father of that flesh-born child. Now I am just a lonely ghost. Why should I bear his surname?"
Han Yuan didn't notice anything strange about Xiao Ling, and could only instinctively reject contact with the so-called father.
Like a pitiful child throwing a tantrum, Xiao Ling felt a little funny and a little distressed, so he could only coax him gently: "Okay, I said something wrong, it's just a name. I think the name Han Yuan is very good. , sounds better~”
"..." Han Yuan glanced at Xiao Ling, who was coaxing a child, and was instantly discouraged, with a smile on his face: "Haha~ A Ling, are you treating me like a child?"
"Well...how to coax him..." Xiao Ling suddenly curled his lips in a malicious manner, stood up and approached Han Yuan.
Staring at the fair face that was getting closer and closer, the resentment that the Ghost King had just dissipated completely. He swallowed reservedly and waited quietly for the "comfort" of the red lips.
However, the red lips stayed in front of him for a few moments, then suddenly moved up, and then, his eyes hit the overlapping collar of his clothes.
Xiao Ling pressed Han Yuan's head to her chest, caressing it gently with her hands, and said with a smile: "It seems I still have to coax him like this~ right, my dear son?"
Han Yuan did this a lot when he was younger, but now he must not tease him again when he gets the chance.
Good "son" Han Yuan: "..."
