Old friend's dream

Guo Jing was walking on a small road. He didn't know where it was going. He wanted to stop, but his body continued to walk uncontrollably. Finally, when he reached the end, the surroundings suddenly opened up. Then he saw that person standing under a peach tree. , still dressed in the attire of the little prince of the Kingdom of Jin, still in his [-]th year, looking at him with a smile at this moment.

He touched his nearly forty-year-old face, feeling dazed for a while, hugged the man involuntarily, and said in a trembling voice: "Di Kang, so you are not dead, do you know? I miss you very much."

The man in his arms sneered, "Brother Jing, can you see who I am?"

Guo Jing suddenly turned cold, and then looked at the man carefully, petite figure, pretty face, who is Kangdi, who is not Huang Rong?At this moment, Huang Rong was watching him with those sad eyes.

Guo Jing let out a long sigh in his heart, wanted to say something to comfort him, but in the end he couldn't say a word, he could only hold Rong'er with his hands, and kept looking around, hoping to see the figure of that person, even in a dream.

Guo Jing woke up in a dream, feeling inexplicably lost, he was still in a daze, suddenly there was a noise outside the window, he rushed out the door, saw a black shadow flashing outside Yang Guo's door, and then disappeared.

He walked slowly towards Yang Guo's door, feeling puzzled in his heart, and knocked lightly on the door: "Guo'er, Guo'er, are you asleep?" There was no answer, so he hurriedly pushed the door open and entered, seeing that Yang Guo was sleeping comfortably. Lying on the bed, my heart felt relaxed.

Guo Jing walked over and looked at Yang Guo's sleeping face. At the age of sixteen or seventeen, he looked very much like Yang Kang back then. He hadn't seen this face for many years. He couldn't help touching that face and murmured "Dr. Kang." The voice was filled with uncontrollable grief.

At this time, Yang Guo suddenly opened his eyes, grabbed Guo Jing's hand, and said coldly, "Uncle Guo misses my father very much, so can you tell me how he died?"

Guo Jing didn't expect Yang Guo to actually fall asleep, so he withdrew his hand in embarrassment, turned around and sighed: "Guoer, when you grow up, I will naturally tell you, now is not the time."

He only heard Yang Guo snort coldly: "Uncle Guo is perfunctory me again, won't I grow up now?" He squinted at Guo Jing, saw Guo Jing's back was facing him, not moving at all, he couldn't help asking again to trouble him The question that has been asked for many years is "Is my dad a bad guy?"

Guo Jing suddenly turned his head and said angrily: "After a while, you actually listened to those rumors outside, your father is definitely not a bad person."

Seeing Guo Jing's angry face, Yang Guo was stunned. Over the years, Guo Jing seldom lost his temper in front of him. He was more tolerant and pampered to himself than to Guo Fu.

But is there no reason for this tolerance and pampering?It has been rumored outside that Guo Jing and Huang Rong were responsible for his father's death.Thinking of Huang Rong's suspicion and distrust of him in the past, and Guo Jingming's thoughtful blank expression towards him, maybe it is not impossible that his father's death is just like the rumors outside.

He walked slowly to Guo Jing and asked in a low voice, "Uncle Guo, did you and Aunt Guo kill my father?"

Before he finished speaking, Yang Guo only heard a "slap", and Guo Jing slapped him hard on the cheek.

Yang Guo glared at the past.

Under the light, Guo Jing's face was ashen, his body was trembling constantly, his eyes were full of grief, Yang Guo touched the dagger in his sleeve, this time he came here to kill Guo Jing, otherwise the task would not be completed, and his aunt would definitely die of poison, now it seems Even if their father's death was not caused by them, they still have something to do with them. They treated him in a fake way. They let Guo Fu bully him and didn't teach him martial arts since he was a child, so why should he be lenient.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard someone outside shouting: "Brother Jing, why have you been to your room again?"

Yang Guo's vision blurred, a beautiful young woman stood beside Guo Jing.

"Brother Jing, why do you have such a bad complexion, Guoer, have you made Uncle Guo angry again?" Huang Rong turned her gaze to Yang Guo.

She really hated this face, then and now.

Yang Guo saw that although her face was gentle, her eyes were cold.

"Aunt Guo also came to visit late at night. Tonight is really lively. I deliberately made Uncle Guo angry. He is very angry now. What should I do?" Yang Guo was talking, when suddenly his eyes turned cold. I'm angry, and I want to kill him." He drew out the dagger in his sleeve and stabbed at Guo Jing with lightning speed.

Guo Jing stared blankly at Yang Guo, as if time had flown backwards, this scene seemed familiar, that same person stabbed him mercilessly that year.

Kangdi, is Kangdi back?He actually hoped that Yang Guo would stab him to death like this.

Rong'er's scream came from next to his ear: "Brother Jing, you are crazy, as expected, every father has such a son, if you want to kill Brother Jing, you are not worthy." After speaking, she slapped Yang Guo.

Guo Jing opened his eyes and saw Yang Guo leaning against the window, with a smear of blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, he wiped it off with his hands indifferently, "Aunt Guo is right, any kind of mother will naturally have a kind of daughter, why, Finally, I can't help but want to kill me, but today is not what it used to be, and it's not so easy to kill me." After speaking, he leaped and merged into the night, Guo Jing watched Yang Guo disappear before his eyes, burning with anxiety: " Rong'er, Guo'er is injured, I can't let him go like this, some things are not what he imagined, I must explain to him."

Standing in the empty room, Huang Rong suddenly felt sad.