strictlysupreme Chapter 269 The Miao Youth is a Proud Male Supporting Role (46) Su Hebei Extra
Chapter 269 The Miao Youth is a Proud Male Supporting Role (46) Su Hebei Extra
What a shitty life.
——Sukhbei
In his memory, the appearance of his parents has become blurred, only the scene of that night is extremely clear.
The cold wind was as sharp as a knife. He stood alone in the huge yard, looking at the corpses scattered all over the ground. The confusion and helplessness in his heart filled the air like a thick fog.
He was born intelligent, and even at a young age he could sense the hypocrisy of the man who claimed to be his father's friend.
He didn't care about their pretense, but soon he got tired of those people's hypocritical attitude towards him.
He didn't understand what they wanted from him, but he decided not to serve these false faces anymore.
So he ran away and ran into a deep mountain. The environment there was gloomy and horrible, and he actually wanted to cry a little, after all, he had never suffered such hardship before.
Without the protection of his parents, he became an orphan bullied by others.
At the moment of death, he met his master, the person who changed his destiny.
The master taught him martial arts, taught him how to survive, and gave him everything he needed.
His life gradually got better. He buried his hatred for those hypocritical people deep in his heart, not wanting his master to see his darkness.
But how could the master not know that since he was so smart? It was just that the master was willing to indulge him and let him have his own space.
Later, he met a man who was unruly, extremely intelligent, powerful and hated evil.
They met when he was injured and was rescued by that person. At first glance, he thought he saw God and that God was having mercy on him.
Later, this man indeed became his god and his salvation.
His name is Lin Shen, and from his attire one can tell that he is from Miao.
Lin Shen was mean to him at first, but later on he was very nice to him.
He took him back to his own hill, and the secret joy in his heart almost overwhelmed him.
However, Lin Shen finally left without leaving any promises, just telling him that they would meet again.
He returned home, but the longing for her became more and more unbearable day after day.
The master also saw his concern and asked him to go down the mountain to look for it.
He went down the mountain and wanted to find Lin Shen, but he didn't see any trace of him after searching for many days.
Until one day, he heard that a fight had broken out at a nearby inn and someone seemed to have been stabbed to death.
His heart was beating like thunder, and he always felt that he might meet Lin Shen.
He was afraid, terrified, afraid that he was a step slow.
That day, snowflakes began to float in the sky, and his heart became more and more panicked, worried that Lin Shen would feel cold in such heavy snow.
Later, he saw a ruined temple, and the bloodstains in the snow made his heart tighten.
For some reason, he covered up the bloodstains and walked in nervously.
In the temple, a slender black figure instantly frightened him to the extreme.
This man's breathing was too weak. It was him, Lin Shen.
He held Lin Shen carefully in his arms, not daring to use force for fear of hurting him.
Lin Shen bled a lot, and the bright red liquid frightened him so much that he couldn't stop trembling. He didn't know if it was because the weather was too cold or because of the fear and worry in his heart.
Thanks to the master’s superb medical skills, he eventually pulled Lin Shen back from the brink of death.
The joy in his heart gushed out like a spring, and they lived a carefree life in the mountains.
During those days, they practiced martial arts together, studied together, and ran in the mountains and forests together, as if all the disputes in the world had nothing to do with them.
However, what is coming will eventually come, and those happy times are like bubbles and will not last forever.
The image of the boy's bloody body always woke him up from his dreams, and the nightmare haunted him like a nightmare.
Finally one day, he couldn't help asking, and found out that the young man, like him, had a vendetta against his entire family.
At that moment, he did not feel sympathy. Instead, he felt that such a young man should live in the most magnificent palace and enjoy the best love in the world, instead of being consumed by hatred like him.
He couldn't express his feelings in words, so he could only go down the mountain with the boy, and they agreed to take revenge together.
After going through a lot of hardships, they finally found out the truth about their parents' death and agreed to go to the Northern Territory to find the answer.
The first time he clearly felt his feelings for him was when he put on his bright red wedding dress that day.
The young man was forced to wear a wedding dress, and anger surged in his heart.
The boy's clothes were disheveled, as if he was silently protesting against this absurd ceremony.
How dare that person? The boy can only be his, no one else is allowed to touch him. This thought circled wildly in his mind.
The man boasted in front of him, saying that the boy had already married him.
The murderous intent in his heart was stronger than ever before. He wanted to kill him and tear into pieces the man who dared to force the boy.
He didn't even dare to say a harsh word to the boy, how dare that man do such a thing.
His hands were clenched into fists, his nails digging deep into the flesh, but he felt no pain, only anger and jealousy burning in his heart.
Later, the man ran away.
Lin Shen never mentioned what happened that day, and he didn't ask either.
But the image of the young man in his bright red wedding dress that day was engraved deeply in his heart like a brand, and it always appeared in his dreams.
In the dream, the young man was standing there, his red wedding dress shining brightly in the sun, and he was calling his name with a smile on his face.
They got married in their dream.
But every time he woke up, there was nothing and he felt lost.
He began to treat Lin Shen more carefully, for he was afraid that the feelings in his heart could no longer be hidden.
He dared not say it, dared not show it, and could only hide this deep affection in his heart silently, guarding it like a treasure.
And that bright red wedding dress is a dream that he can never reach.
Later, they met Yu Wuyan, the man who always spoke in a sarcastic tone and whom he hated the most.
He also disliked Shang Meng because Shang Meng had an older brother, Shang Xun, who had a secret with Lin Shen that he didn't know about, which made him jealous, jealous to the point of madness.
Despite his dissatisfaction, he was generous enough to temporarily treat them as friends.
Of course, Lin Shen is his best...friend in his heart.
They have been chivalrous and righteous along the way, punishing evil and promoting good. They agreed to roam the world together and to be chivalrous and righteous together.
However, fate cruelly took all of this away.
That battle was a nightmare he would never dare to recall. The battlefield was a river of blood, and he was the only one who survived by chance.
He lived in the shadow every day. He did not see any of his friends for the last time. He woke up from his dreams again and again, but could never find him.
He left as if he had left nothing behind, or perhaps he left something behind.
He found Lin Shen's black flute, which was left on the battlefield by its owner, just like the loneliness and helplessness he was left behind.
He held the black flute, but could not play any notes.
His fingers slid clumsily across the flute holes, but only produced intermittent, muted sounds.
He didn't know how to play the flute, so he could only hold it in his arms, as if he could feel Lin Shen's warmth and presence in this way.
The flute became his only thought and his only connection with the good old days.
The flame of revenge burned in his heart, and he wanted to kill Jin Xu'an, the person who indirectly caused their tragedy.
He tried every possible means and after going through untold hardships, he finally found Jin Xu'an.
When he saw Jin Xu'an lying on the bed, pale, thin and sick, the anger in his heart suddenly disappeared.
He finally realized that Jin Xu'an had the same pain and thoughts as him.
He stood by the bed, looking at Jin Xu'an's face tortured by illness, and he didn't want to kill him anymore.
He realized that letting Jin Xu'an live in pain and regret was the greatest punishment for him.
He turned and left without saying another word, leaving behind only Jin Xu'an's roar on his sickbed.
He returned to that hill, the place that was once full of laughter and joy.
However, his master was gone and he really had nothing.
Sometimes, he even felt dazed and wondered if all this was just a dream.
Why was he still alone in the end?
He sat on the rock on the top of the mountain, looking at the distant horizon, his heart filled with endless loneliness and confusion.
He held the flute that he couldn't play, as if it could give him some comfort. Only this flute told him that everything was true.
As the days passed, he still lived alone on this mountain.
He learned to be silent and to keep company with his own shadow.
"Hey, why is he sitting there all the time?"
"I heard from my grandma that he is waiting for someone."
"Waiting for someone? Will he wait for that person?"
"I don't know. Grandma didn't tell me."
"Then let's pray that he can find that person!"
"OK."
The child's voice came and went, then was blown away by the wind.
The old man on the hill sat quietly on the ground, holding a black flute in his hand, his eyes were cloudy.
He seemed to see that person. That person looked at him defiantly and called his name with disgust.
"Su Hebei, why have you grown old?"
"I've been waiting for you."
Jiji: “He’s waiting.”