Three years ago, it was Yingping who was lying on the bed, and a few years ago it was Qilang. This time, it was Ye Changshan who was lying on the bed. But no matter how the people being guarded changed, the person guarding the bed was still the same. Wen Junchen.
Today, Wen Junchen has persuaded all the people who came to visit to leave. He only said that the junior brother's condition is stable for the time being. If he disturbs him, it will be counterproductive. After hearing this, everyone can only cast a concerned look into the room and leave. Recalling everything that happened during the day, everything seemed so unbelievable and everything seemed so real, but there was just one thing that made Wen Junchen feel something was wrong - everyone in the courtyard had come to visit, even Qilang. , among which Yiyi came three times, but only one person was missing - Yingping.
Yingping and Ye Changshan were inseparable on weekdays. It was no exaggeration to say that Ye Changshan had to wait outside even when he had to poop, let alone anything else. But even though they were so close as brothers, they had not been seen all day, which made Wen Junchen feel a little uneasy. Wen Junchen knew the character of his disciple very well. If it was not difficult to accept the fact that Ye Changshan had been hit so hard, how could he hide for a whole day without showing up?
well! Forget it, I don’t have time to care about him now. After all, there are more important things in front of me...
Recalling the conversation between the teacher and the third junior brother this morning, Wen Junchen suddenly felt sad in his heart. He didn't say a word from beginning to end, but he knew clearly what he was about to face - maybe not just in front of him. Yes, but the entire Han Clan, the entire New Tang Dynasty... and even the entire Central Plains.
In the past six months, the teacher has always been talking about something, and he has also thought about the scene that day - "Although the turtle has a long life, there is still a time when it will end." He thought he was mentally prepared. But when this day was actually coming, he found that it was still difficult to accept it.
Fear, sadness, loss, reluctance...
Thinking back to the old man's unexpected choice fourteen years ago...
Countless nights, he talked with the old man all night long in that small thatched house...
When he was confused, the old man gave him guidance...
Wen Junchen knew that he had passed the age of knowing his destiny. He had traveled all over the country and experienced the vicissitudes of the world. He thought that his heart was extremely strong. However, when he was leaving, he found that he had countless nostalgia for this old man. Reluctant to give up and even rely on...
Humans are not grass and trees, humans are not grass and trees!
However, no matter how nostalgic, reluctant or dependent he was, Wen Junchen never said a word of dissuasion from the beginning to the end, just as he did when he left the General's Mansion resolutely -
Because this is a mature person's choice and everyone must respect it.
Perhaps from this aspect, the person who looks most like the old man is himself?
Thinking of this, Wen Junchen, who had been suppressed all day, suddenly laughed. It was difficult for anyone to understand that he would exchange the life of a leader of the Central Plains for the life of an ordinary young man, but Wen Junchen took it for granted. Perhaps, this is Mr., this is himself, this...is the humble family!
In the dead of night, Wen Junchen dozed off unconsciously. His energy was not what it used to be. He used to stay up all night when he was young and energetic, but now he was dozing off while sitting on the edge of the bed.
Perhaps because he was too tired, the confused Wen Junchen felt very comfortable, and his body gradually became warmer. Just when he was about to fall into a deep sleep, his body twitched unconsciously, and then he woke up again. When he raised his head, a figure suddenly appeared in front of him. He rubbed his eyes and tried to clear his chaotic head. When he opened his eyes again, he found Yingping standing silently beside the bed, and on his body I don't know when I got an extra coat.
"Eihei?"
Wen Junchen called out softly, but received no response from his disciple.
Yingping always had his back to Wen Junchen. He lowered his head and looked at Ye Changshan quietly on the bed, as if he didn't hear Wen Junchen calling him at all.
Seeing his disciple like this, Wen Junchen couldn't bear it. He wanted to speak again, but he swallowed the words as soon as they reached his lips, just to let Yingping stay with his brother for a moment longer - after all, this was his direct disciple, and he could only deal with this kind of thing by opening a small stove to make it up to him.
There was silence in the room. After an unknown period of time, Yingping took the lead to break the silence.
"Master, can you let me stay alone with my gown..."
Yingping still had his back to Wen Junchen, and there was no reply from Wen Junchen behind him...
There was an inaudible sigh, and then the door opened gently, and then closed gently again... The sound of the wooden door creaking into the dim room was particularly harsh.
At this moment, Yingping could no longer hold back, and his body began to tremble slightly but violently. Looking at him now, his face was already filled with tears, and he was crying like a child who had his toy robbed.
Ever since Da Yingping could remember, he had cried only a handful of times. No matter how naughty he was when he was a child, no matter how hard he fell, or no matter how painful his adoptive father beat him with a ruler, none of these could make him cry. His heart seemed to be naturally hard. ——There are only the time when I stole money, the time when I secretly went down the mountain, and... tonight.
Yingping cried extremely sadly, and Wen Junchen was no longer around, so he could finally cry with confidence and boldness. Tears fell like a waterfall, mixed with snot, and the whole face was twisted together, looking extremely ugly. Fortunately, the light was dim and nothing could be seen clearly, but even if the light was not dim, Ye Changshan wouldn't be able to wake up and see him looking so ugly.
Long gown! You should wake up and take a look at me! If you could wake up, I would rather let you see my ugly appearance! Long gown! Wake up...
Yingping screamed silently in his heart. His best friend, the brother he had been with day and night for the past three years, was lying in front of him, but he was powerless. A deep helplessness filled his body.
I, Yingping, lost my mother when I was young, and my biological father is missing. It was my adoptive father who raised me up. When I was a child, the children around me laughed at me for not having a mother, saying that I was a child without a mother. At first, I was not on the same level as them. Later, I could no longer bear the ridicule of those children and started a fight with them. Although they The crowd beat me badly, but after that time, whenever I met them and they laughed at me like that, I would fight them desperately. If I couldn't win if I fought more than one, I would find them one by one and kill them one by one. Repair - Even if they will always unite to bully me, I will still find opportunities to repay them several times. This is what is called fearing for one's life, right? In the end, they were all afraid of me. Since then, I have understood the truth that only by defeating the enemy will the enemy be afraid of you. From that time on, my heart became extremely hard, as if nothing in the world could break it, but From that time on, I didn’t have any friends, because no one wanted to get close to me, and I didn’t want to get close to others. From that time on, I made plans to only have my adoptive father and sister in my life... ...until I met you in that small village three years ago!
Thinking of this, Yingping laughed foolishly. He wiped his tears with his sleeves, and then continued to recall——
Originally I wanted to come here to fix you, but that day Yiyi held Huahua in her arms with tears on her face, and when I saw the footprints on Huahua's body I was so angry that I couldn't bear to see them. Who dares to bully my Yingping sister! Later, I challenged you, but you didn't care at all. Instead, you worked with me to beat those little brats away. Did you know? When I was a child, I would always put my back against the wall when fighting. Firstly, because there were so many people, they would force me into a corner. Secondly, only by leaning against the wall could I protect my back from others' attacks... Only that time, You and I are back to back, making me feel safer than ever before. There is someone behind me! That feeling was very subtle and practical, something I had never felt in more than ten years. At that time, I thought to myself, I must get to know you.
Then, what you did was unforgettable in my life. Faced with the couple in the thatched cottage, faced with the torture and pain, faced with the tragic death of my parents in front of me, you didn't reveal even a single word about me! How can Yingping repay such kindness? How could Yingping live up to this kind of friendship? How can Ying Ping'an miss such brothers?
You say you are the 'lone star of evil', they all exclude you, bully you, and no one wants to care about you. I can't understand this feeling any more... You know I understand me, accommodate me, and protect me. , Even if there is a pit ahead, you will jump down with me. Without you, Ye Changshan, I am afraid that I, Yingping, would have died by the sword of that pair of bitches...
For more than ten years, I, Yingping, have only been a close friend and a dead brother like you. Why is God so cruel to me? ?
Long gown! Wake up! Wake up! My mother abandoned me, my father abandoned me, why do you want to abandon me now? Aren't you going to be my brother-in-law? No! As long as you wake up, I will call Yiyi Sister-in-law! As soon as you wake up...
Yingping could no longer hold back, he sobbed, suppressed his voice, and cried indistinctly: "Changshan... wake up... don't leave me... I, I am alone, and... Lonely and scared..."
In the dim light, Yingping lay beside the bed. He tightly grasped the sleeves of Ye Changshan, but his cold arms were lifeless.
The lonely lamp casts a long shadow, the autumn night is lonely, and I speak from the bottom of my heart, but hear no response.
...
Gradually, Yingping's sobs became smaller and smaller. At some point, he stood up, and the lights flashed, stretching his figure a little longer. He wiped his eyes and looked at Ye Changshan quietly, his eyes gradually becoming firmer, and a chill came out of his eyes.
"No matter who it is, if I don't take revenge for you, I will not be a human being!"
