Taichu Yandao: Starting from the Villain

The morning light shone through the window. Li Wujiu sat quietly at the table, remembering every word that Yuntian said in his heart.

Suddenly, Yun Haiying's voice came from outside:

"You two, aren't you going to have breakfast?"

"I'll be there soon!" Yun Tian responded, then turned around and asked, "Little brother, do you understand what I just said?"

Li Wujiu nodded repeatedly, his face full of joy, and said:

"So that's how it is. Then I don't have to die. That's great."

"It's time for you to get married." Yun Tian laughed and said, "Speaking of getting married, if you meet a girl you like, you must not be too proactive. You have to find a way to make them chase you."

Li Wujiu's heart skipped a beat, but after hearing what Yuntian said, his curiosity was immediately aroused, and he asked:

"What is the method?"

Yuntian smiled slyly and said:

"If you want to know so much, maybe you already have someone you like? Which family is it? I'll let mother decide for you."

"No!" Li Wujiu was afraid that the other party would not believe him, so he added: "I'm just curious, just asking casually, forget it."

Yuntian looked unconvinced and said deliberately:

"Is that so? Then let's go eat first, don't keep me waiting for too long."

"Come on, do you want me to help you?" Li Wujiu stood up directly.

Yuntian was quite surprised. He had actually discovered some clues a long time ago and had just tried to test him with words, but he didn't expect the other party to really stop asking questions. He said:

"No, this distance is still possible."

The two of them went straight to the main hall. As soon as they reached the door, they found Yun Haiying's face as gloomy as water. He said:

"What disease do you have? You look better than me!"

"Well..." Li Wujiu looked embarrassed, glancing to the side constantly, wondering how to get around it.

"Mom, he is indeed sick!" Yuntian sat on the bench and said with a smile: "But just tell him about someone, maybe he will be better tomorrow."

"Brother Tian, ​​I won't play with you anymore!"

Yun Haiying pondered for a moment and said:

"I'm old enough now. I'll think about it."

The word "ponder" made Li Wujiu's heart skip a beat.

Marriage in the village has always been based on the parents' orders and the matchmaker's words, and children have almost no choice.

This is the rule set by the Wizard Saint, and no one has ever violated it. But he already has someone he likes, so what should he do?

In the following days, Li Wujiu became depressed again. She often thought about rushing to her mother and saying that he would not marry anyone but Gu Yanjun.

He had estimated a hundred possible reactions from his mother and thought of ninety-nine ways to deal with them, but he could never muster up the courage because he was extremely afraid of the situation where he could not think of an answer - if Yun Haiying said no.

Of course, there was another thought lingering in Li Wujiu's mind: if he confessed to Gu Yanjun directly, would she accept him?

He naturally remembered what Yuntian said, and always reminded himself in his heart that boys should be reserved and not too proactive. However, telling someone you like that you like her is like a most primitive impulse, which makes it difficult for him to adapt.

After five or six days, one evening, the two of them were practicing under the willow tree when a voice suddenly came from the alley next to them:

"I hate you, I will never talk to you again."

As soon as the words fell, there was a sound of hurried footsteps, and it was obvious that the person who spoke was running away.

Li Wujiu looked puzzled, and before he could react, Gu Yanjun beside him chased after him.

"Yanjun, where are you going?" Li Wujiu stretched out a hand and wanted to chase her, but the other party had disappeared into the darkness.

Li Wujiu was extremely depressed. He recalled the sudden sound just now and felt that something was going to happen.

"Who is she? What does she mean by that?"

The next evening, Li Wujiu went to the west of the village early.

From a distance, he spotted a man sitting under a willow tree, and wondered:

"Who is this? I have to practice swordplay with Yanjun later!"

When he got closer, he found that the person was Gu Yanjun. He felt happy and surprised:

"Why did Junjun arrive early today?"

Li Wujiu stood on tiptoe, quietly walked behind the other person, and suddenly said loudly:

"Ha (fourth tone), why are you so early today?"

Gu Yanjun shuddered with fear, but her expression did not change much. After a moment, she took out a sesame pancake and said:

"This is for you. Thank you for teaching me how to use a knife."

Li Wujiu touched the back of his head with one hand, took the sesame cake with the other hand, and said:

"What are you thanking me for? My sword skills are actually average, there's not much I can teach you."

"Yeah, I think so too."

Li Wujiu was embarrassed for a moment, thinking that he had just scared the other party, and said hurriedly:

"Are you angry? It turns out you are so timid!"

Gu Yanjun shook her head and said:

"It's not good to keep wasting your time. Anyway, I have already learned the moves. I will practice on my own from now on. If I have any questions, I will come to you for advice."

Li Wujiu's smiling face froze in an instant. He wanted to say something, but his mind was blank.

"That's it. I'll go back first." After saying this, Gu Yanjun turned and left.

Li Wujiu tried his best to restrain himself, but his eyes were still blurry. Gu Yanjun's receding back was like a sharp knife stabbing into his heart. It was obviously not a farewell forever, but he felt like he was going to lose the most important thing forever.

I don't know where he got the courage from, but Li Wujiu rushed forward, thrust the dagger into the other's hand, and shouted:

"Gu Yanjun, I like you!"

After he said this, he fled as fast as he could.

Gu Yanjun stood there with no expression on her face. After Li Wujiu ran far away, she turned and walked towards the willow tree.

She put the dagger under the willow tree, shook her head, and left in the other direction.

Li Wujiu ran all the way and after returning home, his mood gradually calmed down. He sat at the table, supporting his head with his hands, and suddenly realized that he had not finished what he had just said.

He neither asked the other party whether she liked him, nor did he try to persuade her to continue practicing sword skills.

"I am so ashamed, Li Wujiu, you are so stupid!"

"She didn't even chase me. She probably doesn't like me."

"No, she put away the dagger, that means she likes it!"

"If she likes me, she will definitely come to practice swordplay tomorrow."

Li Wujiu sat there blankly, sometimes looking sad, sometimes showing an intoxicated smile, until midnight, when he fell asleep.

The next afternoon, as the sun was about to set, the sky suddenly became overcast. When the wind blew, sporadic raindrops fell from the sky.

Li Wujiu stood at the gate of the yard, hesitating:

"It's raining, she probably won't go." Then I thought again: "What if she goes and sees that I'm not there, and waits for a long time, won't she get wet in the rain?"

Li Wujiu plunged into the drizzle and ran wildly towards the west of the village.

After a short while, he saw the big willow tree. Seeing that there was no one under the tree, he immediately felt relieved.

But soon, when he walked under the willow tree, his heart sank suddenly, as if a thousand-pound hammer had hit his chest.

A short knife lay quietly on the stone platform, saying nothing, yet it seemed to be saying the most hurtful words in the world.

The rain gradually got heavier, falling on the eaves, making a rustling sound, but Li Wujiu felt as if everything had disappeared, and he was the only one left in the world.

He walked towards home in a daze, like a zombie. When he reached the door, he heard his mother's voice:

"You silly child, why are you standing in the rain?" Along with the voice came a pair of warm hands.

"Mom, I don't want to like anyone anymore!" Li Wujiu's sadness finally broke out at this moment and he burst into tears.

Yun Haiying frowned and said comfortingly:

"It will all pass. Ten years later, when you think of it again, I'm afraid you'll just smile."

Li Wujiu was only thirteen years old, and ten years was a very long time for him. He was totally unable to understand what his mother said and only cried even more sadly.

That night, Li Wujiu developed a fever, lay in bed, and talked nonsense.

Yun Haiying cooked some medicine and fed it to Li Wujiu twice, but Li Wujiu didn't open his mouth and finally knocked the medicine bowl to the ground.

"Mom, he has a heart disease. I'm afraid medicine will have no effect." Yuntian picked up the medicine bowl, rinsed it with water, then picked up the pot for decocting medicine again and poured the medicine into the bowl.

After a while, Yun Tian handed half a bowl of medicine to Yun Haiyin and said:

"Mom, it's really useless. He has already reached the fifth level of Qi training. As long as there is nothing wrong with his training, I have never heard that he will get sick."

Yun Haiying sighed and said:

"Then what do you want me, as a mother, to do? Just leave him alone? Wait for him to get better on his own?"

"Mom, do you know who he likes? If all else fails, ask Mr. Xia to be a matchmaker. He is old enough to get married anyway." Yuntian said with a smile.

Yun Haiying looked at Yun Tian for a long time before saying:

"Once, I saw him and the girl from the Gu family practicing swordplay under a willow tree."

Yuntian's smiling face froze in an instant, and he remained silent for a long time.

Li Wujiu's fever gradually improved after two days, and he lay in bed for another four days before he could get out of bed and move around.

However, the cheerful boy of the past no longer had any spirit and was either in a daze or staring blankly.

Occasionally, he would pick up some books and pretend to read them, but he never turned the pages or moved his eyes.

Yun Haiying and Yun Tian knew it very well, but they didn't say anything, knowing that this kind of thing can only be healed slowly with time.

About half a month later, Li Wujiu suddenly recovered halfway. He mainly helped Yun Haiying with farm work, and would also interject a few words when the family members were talking.

When Yun Haiying and Yun Tian saw this scene, they were naturally very happy and thought that Li Wujiu was getting better.

In his spare time, Li Wujiu started reading books and would also take a small notebook to write down some things.

This new habit made Yuntian very curious. He watched Li Wujiu grow up and naturally knew that his younger brother always got a headache when he saw books and would never take the initiative to study.

One day, Yuntian sneaked into Li Wujiu's room while Li Wujiu was away, and finally found the small notebook under his pillow.

He flipped through the pages one by one and saw that they were all love poems:

"The willow head on the moon, after about dusk."

"Who would I like to tell about my longing for you? You are a shallow lover and don't understand."

"Being heartless is not as painful as being affectionate. One inch can become thousands of strands."

In those poems, some sentences have some words left blank, as if the writer did not remember them at the beginning. However, later on, the writer tried many words, and even if they were wrong, he filled them in one by one.

Among the lines of poetry, there is one sentence that is written the most times, but each time only the first half of the sentence is written, and the rest is left blank.

"There are trees on the mountain and branches on the trees..." Yuntian frowned slightly. He remembered the second half of the sentence: "I love you but you don't know it."