Late at night, Jia Juesheng rested his head on the window sill and yawned, then closed the formation book in his hand. When he put the book on the small table next to the bed, he happened to find Feng Lan holding his hands behind his back, facing the door. He looked uneasy.
When he thought about it carefully, he felt that something was wrong.
Since dinner, he has only focused on observing the formation book and understanding the mystery of the formation, but he has ignored that the silence during this period was a bit scary.
"This guy seems to have been standing there without moving. This is different from him in the past. I don't know what he is looking at when he is standing in front of the door?" Jia Juesheng had doubts in his heart and stood up slowly.
When he came to Feng Lan's side, through the window screen on the door, he found that Ziyang's room opposite was dark, with not a trace of candlelight coming out.
Jia Juesheng turned to look at Feng Lan and reminded: "He is already asleep, what are you still looking at here?"
"Asleep?" Feng Lan smiled lightly and shook his head: "I have watched Ziyang grow up, and I know his temper and character very well. After observing him for the past few days, I am sure that something big must have happened to him. You're hiding it from me."
"What could be the matter? Didn't he just tell you about opening the basin?" Jia Juesheng replied nonchalantly.
Feng Lan snorted coldly, turned around and walked towards the bright wooden chair. As he walked, he said, "For you, this is just a common thing. That's because you don't understand Ziyang yet."
Before Jia Juesheng turned around, he had already sat on the wooden chair and continued: "I have a bad feeling that tonight will be a sleepless night."
Jia Juesheng walked slowly back to his wooden bed, and while making the bed, he said, "Maybe you are right, after all, you have lived with him for so many years."
Seeing that Jia Juesheng was already lying on the bed ready to rest, Feng Lan blew out the candlelight, took off only her boots, and lay on her bed with her arms folded around her.
"Anyway, I can't say much about the matters between you brothers." Jia Juesheng lay on the bed and said calmly.
Regarding this kind of matter, as an outsider, it is not good for him to favor anyone. It would be best if the two brothers do not help each other and let the two brothers solve it on their own.
Lest his inadvertent words make them suspicious of each other, thereby escalating the conflict and causing the two to fight, which would be bad.
Jia Jue has lived for sixteen years, and he has seen too many brothers who disregard brotherhood for profit, betrayal, betrayal, and even brothers who stabbed each other in the back.
This is true for blood-related brothers, let alone brothers with different surnames who are not related by blood.
Crunch!
Not long after the candles in Feng Lan's room were extinguished, the sound of opening the door sounded in Ziyang's room opposite, and the sound was deliberately kept to a minimum.
Click! Click!
Although Ziyang tried his best to slow down his pace, he still crushed the icy potholes on the ground, making a clear cracking sound.
It wasn't until he pushed open the fence door and walked out that the courtyard returned to peace.
Not long after, a deafening thunder sounded outside the small courtyard, and the buzzing sound echoed in the ears of Feng Lan and Jia Juesheng, and it did not dissipate for a long time.
Feng Lan stood up suddenly and rushed out of the room. She saw that familiar figure, like a small boat sailing in the strong wind and waves, teetering on the edge.
Finally, the black figure lay on the ground on its back.
Feng Lan was startled and rushed out like crazy. He knelt on his knees beside the black shadow, took the dying, unrecognizable Zi Yang into his arms, and kept asking: "Why! Why! Why are you doing this?" Do it!"
"Because I want to protect the people I want to protect. Unfortunately, I overestimate myself." Zi Yang leaned against his ear and said weakly.
"Don't say anything, I will definitely save you, and I will take you down the mountain right now." Feng Lan took off her cotton coat and put it on him, picked up Ziyang who was covered in blood, and said with a dazed expression.
Ziyang leaned in his arms and said with difficulty: "If... one day, you see... Big brother, never... never... never... Tell him... my news."
After saying that, his head tilted and he fainted.
Feng Lan's eyes were bloodshot, and veins popped out on his forehead, and he said sadly: "I won't let you die, Ziyang, believe me!"
After that, he hugged Ziyang and ran down the mountain.
Jia Juesheng was wearing a cotton coat and standing outside the door with a candle in his hand. He heard the conversation between the two clearly.
He slowly raised the back of his hand, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes, and said, "Although the two are not brothers, this friendship is touching and worth pondering."
"In the final analysis, I was blinded by the turbid things. I hope you can take him down the mountain smoothly."
When Jia Juesheng threw away his cloak this morning, he experienced firsthand how thick the snow was in the mountains, and he would fall into the snow if he was not careful.
He had walked the path down the mountain several times, and there were several steep slopes. Every time he went down the mountain, he was careful and walked step by step.
Of course, the roads were not covered in snow at that time.
Jia Juesheng walked back to the room, suddenly clapped his hands, and suddenly realized: "No! They will definitely be able to go down the mountain smoothly. Why am I worrying so much? Really! Go to sleep."
The mountain road was rugged and difficult to navigate, and the original path down the mountain had long been covered in heavy snow. All we could see was the white snow, and there were not even a single footprint in the surrounding snow.
Feng Lan didn't think much about it, she hugged Zi Yang and rushed forward. She couldn't find a way, so she used her feet to find a way out.
At this moment, the sole of his foot slipped and he threw forward. In order to protect Ziyang, he quickly turned sideways at the moment he was about to land, and his arms, waist, and legs all hit the big rocks covered in the snow.
After a heart-rending wail, he ran again in the snow, not being stumbled by the previous fall, thus slowing down his speed down the mountain.
Wu Zhengzhen
Bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!
There was a rapid knock on the door, and like a spark falling on the dry straw, a fire ignited with a bang, and noisy dog barking came from all around the town.
Hua Yao wrapped her little hands in the quilt and listened carefully with her ears raised, but she didn't hear the footsteps coming downstairs for a long time. She had no choice but to get up and open the door by herself.
When she put on her clothes and walked out of the room and came to the small courtyard, she habitually looked up at Wu Yuanxiao's room upstairs. She saw it was brightly lit and a dark figure was leaning against the window, reading a book.
She was so angry that she gritted her teeth and stamped her feet, and complained in a low voice: "I am getting more and more lazy. I obviously didn't turn off the lights. I am too lazy to even go downstairs and open the door."
Crunch!
As soon as Hua Yao finished speaking, she heard the sound of the window door being opened. She hurriedly covered her mouth with both hands and moved her cunning eyes back and forth.
Wu Yuanxiao held the window door with his hand and scolded sternly: "Girls should be more diligent and open the door quickly!"
Bang!
The window door was slammed shut by him.
Bang bang bang bang bang! Bang bang bang!
The knocking on the door became louder and louder. He was originally full of resentment when he was woken up from his sleep. Now that Wu Yuanxiao had given him a lesson, he felt even more annoyed. The knocking on the door continued.
As Hua Yao walked away, she shouted angrily: "Knock, knock, knock, knock, what are you knocking on this late at night?!"
The moment the door was opened, Feng Lan was covered in blood. She knelt in front of the threshold and begged: "I beg you, please save my brother, he is dying."
"Who are you?" Hua Yao rubbed her eyes, looked down, and suddenly lost all sleep.
She held a door tightly with her palm, and pointed with her other hand at the person lying outside the door with blood on her face, and exclaimed: "Ah! This... Who is this person?"
When Feng Lan raised her head, Hua Yao's lips parted slightly. She still knew about Zi Yang's two brothers.
But the person in front of him was not Luo Yuan. He also said that he would save his brother, so there was this brother lying on the ground. . . . . .
Hua Yao asked in a trembling voice: "Could this person be Zi Yang?"
Feng Lan grabbed her little hand, tears streaming down her face, and said emotionally: "I beg you, you must save him. If you don't save him, my brother will have to wait for death."
"Bring him in first." Hua Yao said with a complex expression.
Feng Lan picked up Zi Yang, bowed her head and kept thanking him.
Hua Yao wiped the blood stains on Zi Yang's face with a towel and found that his face was full of large and small cracks, just like a clay pot that had been smashed into pieces and then put back together again.
Just as she was about to untie Zi Yang's clothes, she immediately stopped what she was doing, stood up and asked, "Isn't the other parts of his body also like this?"
Feng Lan replied casually: "What's wrong? Please save him quickly."
Hua Yao walked to the side, clasped her fingers tightly together, turned her back to him, and lowered her head in confusion: "He is a boy, and he has scars all over his body. How can I treat him?"
thump!
Feng Lan knelt on the ground and begged: "You can't just die without saving me."
"If I save him, how will I see anyone in the future?" Hua Yao bit her lip and hesitated.
"What's the point? If you can save him, at worst I'll make him responsible for you, okay?" Feng Lan suddenly had an idea, raised her head, and said hurriedly.
Hua Yao still didn't turn around or answer him.
"My brother's beast paw has disappeared, and he is like a normal person now. If you save him sooner, he will have more life. You can't hesitate anymore."
Hua Yao said calmly: "You go out first."
"I can't help it, but you must save him." Feng Lan gritted his teeth and reminded.
His left arm hung by his side, and walking with his left leg was a little unnatural, but he still left as fast as he could.
After Feng Lan closed the door, he leaned against the wall alone, looking up and grinning, blood beads sliding down his arms.
He grabbed his left arm with his right hand and pulled it back sharply. His body tilted and his face was close to the ground. Beads of sweat appeared on his forehead. His teeth were chattering in his mouth. The dislocated elbow was finally reattached.
