roccoschili Chapter 364 Escape for me 22
Chapter 364 Escape for me 22
The man raised the old man's body and made him lean on the head of the bed.
The old man only had eyes for her daughter, his precious daughter, his lost and found treasure.
Mo You lifted up the hem of her skirt, followed the original owner's example and turned around in front of the bed, smiling, "Does it look good?"
"Beautiful! My daughter looks the best no matter what she wears. My baby is the most beautiful girl in the world."
The old man answered immediately, fearing that his voice would not be transmitted if he was delayed for a second.
Moyou put down her skirt and stood beside his bed. The old man held her hand tightly and refused to let go even if she was sweating.
If only the original owner had heard this answer, then everything would not have happened.
"I'm sorry, Baozhen."
The old man raised his head slightly, his old face was full of pain, and tears flowed down the ravines on his face.
"Mom and dad are sorry for you. We shouldn't have said that. We shouldn't have belittled you."
"Your mother couldn't see you for the last time. She held me tightly the day she left. She wanted to apologize to you. She wanted to tell you."
"Baozhen is very beautiful. Baozhen is even more beautiful wearing that skirt."
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Baozhen!"
"Baozhen, I'm sorry!"
When tears filled Mo You's eyes, she seemed to see the old man sitting on the chair in front of the bed, and his sick wife lying on the bed dying.
Her long-term tears gradually caused problems with her eyes. She stared blankly at the roof and said over and over again, "Baozhen, I'm sorry."
"Mom knows it's wrong. When will mom find you?"
"My treasure..."
The woman's eyelids slowly drooped, her face full of regret, pain and unwillingness.
She hasn't found her daughter yet, she hasn't found her treasure yet, why did she leave like this, without even having time to apologize to Baozhen.
Moyou seemed to feel something and turned to look at the photo of the deceased over there.
It seemed that because of her return, the corners of the woman's dull mouth in the photo were raised a bit.
Taking a closer look, it was just an illusion.
"Baozhen, I...cough cough cough...cough cough cough..."
The old man still wanted to speak, but a violent cough rising in his throat interrupted his voice.
As his body rose and fell, the old man opened his mouth and red blood flowed out.
The man wanted to step forward anxiously, but when he touched the old man's eyes, he withdrew his hand.
The old man was just holding on, he was just unwilling to die hastily without finding his daughter.
Since his daughter disappeared, he and his wife have been searching for her all their lives. Every time they stop, the mental torture makes them more miserable than the physical exhaustion.
Now that his daughter is back, the obsession that has been supporting him is gradually dissipating.
The old man raised his hand with difficulty and landed on Moyou's exposed arm, which was covered with scars.
He wanted to say something, but nothing came out.
How many hardships had his treasure endured before he escaped from that devil's cave?
When he thought of this, he blamed himself even more.
He once imagined that he would find Baozhen, be forgiven by Baozhen, and then his family could live as before.
But when he really saw Baozhen, he didn't dare to ask for Baozhen's forgiveness.
A thousand or ten thousand words of sorry can't offset the hurt Baozhen suffered.
The old man's breath was weak and he might die at any time.
He blamed himself and said, "Baozhen...I'm sorry, dad may...can't be with you anymore."
Only now did he think about whether it was right for him to recognize his daughter now.
I finally found my relatives, but soon I had to face the death of my relatives again.
He suddenly realized that he had done something wrong again.
The old man's face was full of despair, feeling that he had made mistakes again and again in his life, and even at the end of his life, he still harmed Baozhen.
But it was too late now, his vision was blurry and he would soon be chasing his wife.
Suddenly his eyes became clear for a moment, and his daughter appeared clearly in front of him again.
Not the way it was when it was found, but the way it was before it was lost.
She held his hand with a smile and said crisply, "Dad, I'm home."
The old man was about to say yes when he saw his young wife also appeared in front of him and took his other hand.
Now the old man realized what happened, smiled, and sat up from the bed.
Now his body is extremely relaxed, allowing his wife and daughter to pull him away step by step.
After walking for a while, he looked back.
The man was crying on the bed. He had no breath on the bed, and his daughter, who had just returned, turned to look at him.
Moyou turned his head and rubbed his eyes.
She felt that she should have seen something, but there was no spiritual energy in this world, and she could only rely on her own soul induction.
With the death of the old man, the shackles that imprisoned the memory of the original owner were suddenly released.
Countless memories that made the original owner painful and unbearable to look back washed over Moyou's mind over and over again.
Moyou staggered, his eyes darkened uncontrollably, and he fell down.
In her memory, she was forced to take on the role of the original owner and feel the suffering she had experienced.
When Moyou opened her eyes again, she was lying on the bed where the original owner had been. The place had been simply tidied up, and the quilt covering her body was obviously new.
The room was quiet, and Moyou closed his eyes again.
"33. Has the original owner never left this body?"
"Yes." 33 sighed, this was not in compliance with the treaty they signed with the original owner.
But no one thought that she would hide herself in her past memories to avoid system inspection.
The missionaries can take her body back, but the memory of her soul will still stay in that place.
She wanted to leave, even if she had to use this method, even if she had to be trapped in those painful memories.
"She can discuss it with me." Moyou also sighed, "At least she can suffer less."
33 stopped talking, and just silently covered up the abnormality for the original owner, so that the superiors would not be able to find anything wrong after the task was completed.
At this point, the original owner's wish is finally over, and Moyou has almost begun to prepare for her own affairs.
The old man's funeral was held a few days later, with only Moyou and the man attending.
The man told Moyou that in his heart the two couples were just like his parents.
When his biological parents passed away unexpectedly, it was the two of them who took him out of that time.
So after the old man was paralyzed in bed, he resolutely came back to take care of the old man.
"Aren't you coming back?" the man asked standing in the distance.
Moyou shook his head, "I will probably arrange for other people to live in the house they left behind. I hope you don't mind."
"Is it...them?"
The man suddenly thought of the women who escaped with Moyou and had no family to take them back.
Moyou didn't comment on his question, leaving only a thin figure.