Memory-Yesheng

For a long time, my father was a mysterious person to me.

It is said that he has no parents, no relatives, and I have never heard of any friends. Even before he met and fell in love with his mother and finally chose to join Zhen Ye's family,

Not even a last name.

Just like a rootless prodigal of unknown origin.

But even like this, he still attracted his mother at the time,

By the way, I forgot to mention that my grandparents are the older generation of generals who have made great contributions during the war years. My ancestors have a strict family tradition, and most of my uncles are key figures in various political fields, from the founding of the People's Republic of China to the present. , has formed a truly huge family.

It can be said that at that time, as the eldest daughter of the same family as the other two families in terms of prominence, my mother was a truly wealthy lady, the unattainable object of admiration for many men in China at that time.

But in this way, she finally chose her father, who had almost nothing.

It is said that during the time they were in love, the mother was opposed by almost everyone.

When I was a child, every time I stayed with my mother and looked at the nostalgic smile on her lips, I was very curious. How did the two people with different identities and huge gaps finally convince the elders of the Ye family that they finally agreed with my father? Marriage into the family, rather than letting the mother separate the family.

So, I occasionally think,

If only he hadn't died the day I was born.

But unlike what I know, my father seems to be a rather special person in the eyes of others.

Whenever I ask my elders about what kind of person my father is, I always get a look on their face that is slightly dissatisfied, but they can’t help but admit it.

On the contrary, I learned more about Xiaoling from his elders.

Among those people, my father was a man who, for some reason, had nothing but didn't flinch in the face of the wealthy Ye family. His temperament and demeanor made many people speculate whether he actually had any family background.

It is said that he and his beautiful mother stood together like a pair of beautiful people, no less beautiful.

But after checking the records, my father was just an ordinary person.

This time surprised many of them.

According to my mother, my father is even more mysterious and legendary to the extreme.

Not only is he handsome and humorous, he is also considerate. He will smile and tell her about the night scenes of big cities in other countries that she has never been to, and he will secretly take her to various places in the capital for sightseeing at night.

Not only that, his father is said to be very powerful. The first time they met, his father happened to save his mother who was in danger at that time, and the two fell in love at first sight.

Perhaps it was his father's mystery that attracted his mother, who was of course still young.

In short, according to his mother, he is a very handsome and powerful person. If he has any shortcomings, maybe he is a little stubborn.

Never give up or compromise on something you have determined.

But actually these...

I feel like my mother just lied to me.

The Ye family is a very large family, and as each family spreads its branches and flourishes, its relationships become more and more complex. These people, who are tied to everything with family interests as the core, constitute the powerful and prominent Ye family in the capital.

Then I am a direct descendant of the Ye family, the only child of my mother who is the eldest daughter.

But I am not a boy.

At an early age, I understood what this really meant.

Those look-downs, those sighs, those unfair treatments, those hidden slanderous comments, those pressures from the big Ye family, through the cracks in my life where there is no such mysterious, handsome, powerful and powerful figure. , pressed over like crazy!

Grievance and unwillingness.

No matter how hard I try, no matter how much I try to do better, I can't change it.

Without the so-called legendary and perfect father to protect me, when I was a child, my heart was filled with almost all these two emotions.

I know, I actually blame him a little bit,

Complaining that he never appeared in my world.

He is so mysterious in other people's memories, like a legend.

And finally realized the truth of everything,

Learn the true identity of the man who has never appeared in my world, learn the world in which he is active, and learn the power that allows him, who was born ordinary, to face the wealthy Ye family without flinching.

Learn what a ‘night battle’ is, learn what a ‘participant’ is

Knowing that Ye Jia had to agree to his marriage to his mother and that he was controlled by a man who seemed to have nothing, Ye Jia could not ignore the department called Ye Bureau.

Maybe it was something that happened in the garden that day...

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"Sister Xiaoling, where did sister Sheng go?"

In a gorgeous indoor garden, red brick vines and rose paths are scenes that may only appear in fairy tales. At this moment, a young girl carved in pink and jade and dressed in a fashionable dress is carefully putting down the tea cup she is holding in both hands.

He asked with an innocent face. Opposite him was a delicate and beautiful girl who looked to be no more than ten years old with her hands on the tea table.

"Ah...Sister Sheng, she probably didn't like your trouble, so she secretly went shopping alone."

The girl opposite the little girl looked at her and smiled evilly.

"Hey, does Sister Sheng think I'm troublesome!?"

Hearing this sentence, the innocent little girl was immediately shocked, then she clenched the corners of her skirt with both hands, and whispered with tears in her eyes.

"Xiao Ling, I told you, Lian Xin is still young, so don't tease her."

Just when the girl saw that the little girl suddenly believed it and started to feel sad, and was at a loss what to do, a slightly crisp, but mature and steady girl's voice sounded from behind her, and gently hit her on the head.

Behind her, there is the tall figure of another girl. Her bright oval face is already showing her stunning beauty even though she is still young. Her clean and bright ink eyes are clear and serious. At this age, she wears a simple ponytail, which is obvious for her age. She's not that big, but she already looks like a qualified big sister.

The girl called "Xiao Ling" immediately stuck out her tongue, indicating that she knew her mistake. She watched the girl gently come to the little girl's side and smiled:

"It's okay, Lian Xin, your sister Xiaoling was teasing you just now. How could I dislike my cutest sister?"

"real?"

The little girl called 'Lian Xin' suddenly became bright again. She blinked her big eyes like glass and looked at the beautiful girl and asked.

"Of course it's true. I just went to get you a delicious cake."

The girl touched her head and smiled peacefully. The little girl smiled happily, and then looked at her curious words, her voice was childish and crisp.

"Sister Sheng, haven't you been busy lately?"

Hearing her ask, Xiao Ling, who was lazily on the other side, was lying on the table, basking in the sunlight refracted from the roof of the glass garden shed and asked lazily:

"Yes, Sister Sheng, I haven't seen you as busy as before recently."

When asked by the two people, the girl with a ponytail was slightly startled. She held up the teacup for a second and then covered it up with a smile:

"Well, I just skipped a grade and finished my junior high school studies. Recently... nothing happened."

"Oh~~~~"

The best friend lying on the table made a long and lazy sound, which made the girl laugh and sigh slightly helplessly.

"Sister Xiaoling, your voice is really strange..."

The time that belongs to the young girls should have continued so brightly in this fairy tale-like indoor garden, but...

boom!

Wow.

The sound of something falling came. The three girls were all stunned, and then looked at the Huaping not far away. They were all confused.

what happens?

"Hey, Lian Xin, do things randomly fall from the sky in your garden?"

Xiaoling blinked and reacted quickly to see clearly that it was the 'thing' that fell from nowhere from above.

"Well, I don't know. Grandma never told me anything like that."

The little girl also answered doubtfully, and then jumped down from the seat. When she was about to go over and take a look, she was stopped by the girl.

"Be careful of danger, and remember not to rush into unfamiliar situations immediately."

The girl worriedly warned her innocent little sister who had not grown up yet.

"Well, I understand, Sister Sheng."

Then she was relieved when she got a clear and happy answer from the little girl. But at this moment, another guy who made her worried had already come over with a small branch he picked up from nowhere, and was poking at the big tree with a novel look on his face. call:

"Hey! Sister Sheng, sister Sheng! Come and see, come and see! It's a human being!"

"What, it's a person...!?!????"

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Later, what happened next?

Obviously I should remember things very clearly, and I was obviously not a little girl like Lian Xin at that time, but I still couldn't remember the most crucial part.

The only thing I can remember is

Maybe that guy is the only one who always looks unreliable and dishonest, but unexpectedly has the care and gentleness to see through his own perfect disguise...

He is obviously a bastard who doesn't look much older than him, but he always likes to rub his head vigorously and educate himself.

And besides these,

Probably the only things I got from him were all the notes about that mysterious father and the 'key' that could open the door to the world called Night War.

still remember....

The moment he handed Lingyuan over to him, it was different from the previous teasing and bullying. He gently patted his head, saw through his stubbornness and disguised strength, smiled at himself and said softly:

-'The so-called effort is to prevent you from meeting the self you could have been at the moment of crying or dying. ’-