Chapter 1660 (2/2)

He is crazy, running, sleepless, lying on his back, just to heal the endless wounds in his heart. He wants to heal his broken heart with time.

He said to himself, dormancy, adjustment, adaptation, I will stand out after all, to face the earth and the terrible plateau!

Stumbling, walking and stopping, Chu Feng is slowly healing his heart. No one can communicate. He can't see the world of mortals in the past. Only the remaining beasts can be seen occasionally.

Chu Feng's days of madness became less, but people were more and more silent. They walked on this dilapidated land for nearly two years.

Until one day, he found human traces, saw the villages on the ruins and the rebuilt cities. After all, the human beings in this world are not dead.

In addition, he also saw other races one after another. Although the earth was broken, many ethnic groups survived, but there were few people.

Chu Feng walked through the settlements of various nationalities one after another. Many areas of the world were affected, thousands of miles of bare land, but some areas retained the original style, and the damage was not very serious.

Until one day, Chu Feng was tired and tired. He stopped in a small town. He didn't think about anything else and didn't pay attention to anything. He just lay down on the roadside and went to sleep. He told himself that it was time to jump out and take a nap in this long lost world of mortals. He would eventually sweep away the haze and decadence and dispel the gloom in his heart.

What image, honor or disgrace, he had already abandoned along the way. He left if he wanted to go, and fell if he wanted to fall down. He didn't care about the eyes of passers-by.

Now he is ragged, gray hair is messy, and his face lacks blood color. It seems that a long-term ill man fell on the road and fainted.

I don't know how long later, Chu Feng was gently touched. He opened his eyes and looked at the surrounding scenery and people.

Broken towns, narrow streets and pedestrians in a hurry. Two years later, the great disaster of the past has not completely recovered from fear.

At this time, a child of only four or five years old was beside him. It was the child who gently touched Chu Feng and woke him up.

His little face was dirty, and his little clothes were more ragged than Chu Feng's. only his eyes were pure, but now he was timid and afraid of Chu Feng.

The child's small hand held half a steamed bun and was careful about his wings. He was like a treasure. He was afraid of losing it. He held it in his hands and sent it to Chu Feng.

Chu Feng was stunned and woke up. He hasn't recovered yet.

The little boy shouted, motioned Chu Feng again and sent the steamed bread.

He is a little mute. He can't speak. He can only shout and express himself with action.

Chu Feng soon understood what he meant, looked around, and understood the child's situation. He was a little beggar and a poor little beggar.

Chu Feng sighed. The child's heart is very kind. He is so young, but he is still mute at the age of four or five. He even gave him the food he rarely asks for.

Soon, the child made another gesture, pointed to an old man lying in the corner of the street in the distance, smiled timidly and said something.

Chu Feng's perception is so strong that he understands what he means. It is the child's grandfather who once told the child that Chu Feng lying on the roadside may be ill, hungry and unconscious.

Suddenly, Chu Feng's face soon froze. The old man had been dead for two hours, and the body was a little cold.

But the child didn't know it at all.

The little boy cried twice, broke off a piece of steamed bread, gently put it in Chu Feng's hand, then turned around, ran to the corner of the street, smiled happily, gently shook the old man, shouted, held the steamed bread, and wanted to give it to him.

At this moment, Chu Feng's nose was sour. The poor little beggar, a sensible child, didn't know that his grandfather had died.

The little boy cried a few times. Without waking up his grandfather, he gently covered the old man with a thin and ragged quilt. He waited for his grandfather to wake up. From time to time, he looked down at the steamed bun in his hand and showed a happy and satisfied smile, but he was reluctant to eat.

At this moment, Chu Feng's heart was touched. Such a simple child, such a young child who even lost his ability to speak, was heartless and heartless. The pure smile of incomparable satisfaction made his nose sour.

The simple worldly feeling between the little boy and the old man made Chu Feng's dark area seem to be dispersed all at once. He felt the long lost warm current surging in his heart.

The four or five-year-old child is very ignorant. He doesn't know or understand many things. He happily holds the steamed bread and guards the old man. He doesn't know the truth that his dependent grandfather has died.

When Chu Feng saw it, he would smile shyly and timidly and shout twice, as if he were greeting with courage.

For a moment, Chu Feng's tears rolled out. He thought of his parent-child Chu an. He didn't protect him, nor did he grow up with him. He didn't accompany him for a day. How was Chu an when he was a child? Was he as simple, poor and lovely as a child?

For a moment, Chu Feng felt some pain in his heart. His eyes had dried up so that he could no longer shed tears. He tried to think about what his parents and children looked like and what kind of state they were when they were young, toddler and babbling

Chu Feng trembled and looked up to the sky. He didn't want to cry again, but he couldn't control his emotions.

He didn't see Chu an as a child. He could only think about it constantly. A small figure in his heart was gradually clear. Compared with the children in front of him, their eyes were so pure.

He didn't really see the state of his child when he was young. Chu Feng substituted the child, and the two overlapped.

Chu Feng couldn't help walking over, squatting down and gently hugging the ragged child.

At first, the little boy was a little afraid. He shouted twice, flattered and smiled in front of his grandfather, but found Chu Feng crying, and just gently hugged him in place, not to take him away by force, so he was relieved.

With a little hesitation, the child stretched out his dirty little hand and carefully wiped away the tears on Chu Feng's face.

”My child!” Chu Feng cried. At this moment, he hugged the child as his own child. In a moment of emotional resonance, he couldn't help bursting into tears.

The little boy was a little scared. He was timid, like comforting Chu Feng in a low voice, but he couldn't speak and could only spread monotonous syllables.

”Good boy, are you comforting me when you are so young? From now on, you will be my child!” Chu Feng picked up the child. He felt sour, bitter, painful and compassionate. The child deeply touched his heart. He wanted to raise the child well.

Chu Feng buried the old man without telling the child. In the child's ignorant eyes, he lied to him again and again, saying that the old man woke up after falling asleep, went on a long trip, and would not come back until a long time later. Next, he would live with him and wait for the old man to go home.

It's not a complete deception. Chu Feng lives in this small town and has a home. He belongs to a small yard for him and the child. He doesn't have any high and far plans for the time being. He just wants to accompany the child who can't speak and raise him. In his heart, there are too many regrets and lack of due obligations. He did not grow up with his parents and children and did not protect him. Chu Feng has an incomparable desire to return to Chu an's childhood and make up for all his shortcomings. Now, he regards children as his own children. After the initial uneasiness, fear, tears and missing the old man, the child gradually adapted. With the passing of day after day, he was no longer timid and had delicious food. Someone kindly protected him and accompanied him. He smiled foolishly again. After a period of time, Chu Feng felt that the cold areas in his heart and the dim corners were completely filled with warmth. He did not take the child as a substitute, but really liked the child and completely regarded it as his own. Wash the little boy's face and put on new clothes. Chu Feng's heart trembled. The child's eyes and eyebrows were really similar to him. Is this God's compensation and gift? no After too much experience, even the so-called God has been turned into death. How can Chu Feng believe that the so-called God and destiny are just things torn by the strange ancestor. Chu Feng helps the little boy to recuperate his body with his extraordinary means. He is no longer a little mute. He recovers slowly and can speak. One year, two years... Over the years, Chu Feng grew up with him. He wanted to see him get married and have children. He lived a peaceful and complete life. As the child grew up, Chu Feng's heart became more and more brilliant. Once he swept away the haze, he was gradually coming back“ The world's evolutionists, once heroes, are almost buried, leaving only myself. How can I be decadent? Even if I am the only one left on this broken ruins, I will eventually stand out! ” After more than ten years of ordinary life in the small town, Chu Feng's heart is more and more calm, his eyes are more and more divine, and his state of mind has completed a transformation“ Rise in ruin! ” With the passage of time, the former child is now at the age of getting a wife and having children, and Chu Feng's faith is becoming more and more firm. His broken heart and broken world can't trap him. One day, he will enter the plateau! This novel has been translated byand if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.