Fighting is broken, but the heroine script.

Chapter 1068 The long childhood is over

For a moment, I couldn't even remember my own age.

Feeling a little guilty, she subconsciously lowered her head and raised her hand, her slender fingers somewhat at a loss as she twisted around a strand of silver hair that had fallen from her temples.

However, this does not mean that she has any psychological resistance to her mother who is younger than her.

In a child’s heart, no matter how old he is, he is still a child in front of his mother.

Besides, her outward appearance remained unchanged, and her mental state had not necessarily improved much. Even now, in front of her mother, she could still say with a clear conscience that she had not grown up yet.

"Why aren't you talking? What happened again?"

The mother smiled slightly, then reached out and gently hooked the silver hair on her temples, and said unconsciously: "How old are you, and you already have white hair?"

"Well... isn't it normal for young people to have some premature graying of their hair?"

Yao Wan argued for herself without blushing or beating her heart, and even so, she had already been mentally prepared so this time she was not as caught off guard or embarrassed as before.

"Will young people's gray hair turn out so neatly?"

The mother couldn't help but let out a light exclamation and frowned, which made Yao Wan's heart tighten. It seemed that she was angry at the child's perfunctory response.

But even so, under Yao Wan's slightly weak gaze, her mother finally let go of the silver hair on her temples for the time being.

"…Young man, just don't dye your hair."

The corners of her eyes, where crow's feet already appeared, revealed the arc of a warm smile, which made Yao Wan feel a little distressed.

"I won't dye my hair. I'm not some wild child who will do whatever he wants without you."

Yao Wan subconsciously grabbed her mother's hand. She didn't know who she was thinking of at this moment. A trace of inescapable entanglement flashed across her eyes.

Even though I didn't do it myself, when facing my mother, I can't help but feel a little guilty, just like when I was a child.

"Well, as a mother, I know exactly what our children are like."

The mother smiled and nodded, no longer questioning.

"——What happened after you left that boy? Did you experience a lot of things?"

It was just that her mother’s questions always seemed to be beyond her expectations. Just as she had guessed at the beginning, they seemed to be about to dissect her heart and catch her off guard.

She widened her eyes slightly. She never expected that her mother would still remember it.

Was it because of her judgment based on her memory? Or was it because of something else...?
"Is it inconvenient to say? If you think it's inconvenient, then I won't ask."

"...Well, after I left him, many, many, many, many things happened again."

After realizing this, she did not react violently. Instead, she calmed down, smiled and nodded. Her bright eyes were full of memories and emotions. These were the colors that only come after going through many ups and downs, and they were also things that a young child would not have.

But it was true that she didn't know where to start.

He just accepted their blessings and left safely, but in the end, Xiao Yan almost lost his life;
In order to defeat the Holy King, he burned himself and even replaced his body with a new one;
Or is it that Daqian has been running around for a long time and has now fallen into the trap of his inner demon?

Forget it.

Let’s not talk about this anymore. Let’s say something that can make my mother feel at ease.

Although I am not a filial child, there is no need to make my mother worry about me anymore.

After pondering for a moment, Yao Wan started talking about how the Saint King died and how peace returned to the Douqi Continent... But this was too far-fetched, and she didn't know whether her mother would think she was dreaming, so she just gave a more vague statement.

So, it's not really a lie after all.

The mother was always listening silently with a smile on her face, and she never ignored anything her child said.

She talked about the leisure time in the courtyard, the hustle and bustle of the clan, and the cute little girl who was like a younger sister. "Well, that's about it..."

Yao Wan pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"It can be seen that it should be a very fulfilling life."

"Hmm... so..."

Yao Wan nodded, looked at the woman who no longer had her youth, and seemed to be hesitant to speak.

"so."

"For them, I'm leaving."

The smile on her face gradually faded, and she, who had intended this from the beginning, murmured, and the smile on her mother's face gradually faded.

"…Are you leaving now? Will you stay a few more days? Make something you like to eat tomorrow, or ask dad to buy something for you?"

The mother tried to persuade the child to stay, saying that witnessing the growth of a child was the greatest comfort for a parent, but no parent would be willing to let their child leave their side.

"..."

These words, which she had heard countless times in her previous life, struck Yao Wan more directly at her soul than any curse or blessing.

"...No, I'm sorry, Mom...I need to leave."

His clenched lips gradually relaxed. Now that he had made such a decision, facing all this was naturally no longer unbearable.

She was prepared for the illusion to break at this moment, the gentle room before her eyes transformed into a twisted devil's cave, and the person she loved most turned into a cold and chilling person.

"——Are you really leaving?"

The mother gently held Yao Wan's hand, but it was not entirely an attempt to keep her.

"——Well, he's still waiting for me, they're still waiting for me, I...I finally have something I have to do, just like you guys did before."

Yao Wan spoke softly, ready to force her mother's hand free.

"I'm sorry I can't stay with you any longer... I'm sorry I've never been a child you can rest assured about, either before or now."

As she said this, she resolutely pulled her mother's hand away, but was met with a look that shocked her.

It is not the coldness and cruelty after the fantasy is torn apart, but rather a gentle comfort, like the warm breeze after winter.

This place... is not the illusion of the inner demon...

"Now you've really grown up."

"Eh……?"

"Do you know what the sign of a person growing up is?"

The mother asked, and Yao Wan naturally shook her head.

"You have learned to only say good things and not bad things."

She stroked her daughter's eyebrows with a little affection: "You want me to worry less? Do you think being a mother is so easy? You can stop worrying just by saying you don't want to worry?"

"Go ahead...just go and say a few words to dad before you go."

Yao Wan nodded and pushed the door open and walked out.

The TV in the living room was on all the time and the man basically never stopped smoking.

(End of this chapter)