Elven History Song

There will always be one or two things that have been buried in the deepest part of my heart, never thought of, but always aching in my heart, no matter who it is.

Children in third grade should be carefree. They are all angels, landing on earth with holy wings.

"elder brother!"

"Hurry up, Aoyan!"

The young Ling Aoyan skipped across the sidewalk. Ling Aohan looked at the traffic lights on the opposite side and urged Ling Aoyan to leave quickly.

"No! I am Hercules, I am Hercules!"

"You're not here yet, come here quickly."

Ling Aohan ran back to the sidewalk and pulled back Ling Aoyan, who was about to compete with the truck.

Ling Aoyan looked unconvinced and broke away from Ling Aohan's hand.

"Hmph! My brother is followed by angels, and I also want to be as strong as my brother! I want to become Hercules, and I must defeat my brother!"

"Okay, okay, go home quickly and don't linger on the road."

"Will you ask the angels to help me find Hercules when I go home?"

"meeting."

"Let's go home!"

"Slow down! Wait for me!"

The Ling brothers ran towards home one after the other. Their mother had prepared a meal and waited for them to come home to eat. Their father had just gotten off work and was sitting on the sofa drinking water and watching the noon news.

"Ho! Ha! Hey! Ha!"

While eating, Ling Aoyan was still waving his chopsticks, thinking he was fighting the enemy with a sword.

After eating, the two brothers ran back to their rooms. Ling Aoyan hugged Ling Aohan and kept using force to prevent Ling Aohan from breaking away.

"Out."

Ling Aohan grabbed Ling Aoyan's hands and opened them easily, pushing him staggering with a little force.

Ling Aoyan got up from the ground with a dissatisfied look on his face, preparing to launch the next attack on Ling Aohan.

After several rounds, Ling Aoyan was pushed to the ground several times by Ling Aohan, and many parts of his body were bruised, but Ling Aoyan had no intention of admitting defeat at all.

"Let's be here today."

Ling Aohan's tone allowed no refutation, and Ling Aoyan stopped insisting. He turned over and lay down on the cot.

"When will I be able to be so strong with you, brother?"

"Train hard and you'll be fine in a few years."

"You will become stronger in a few years, and then I will never be able to catch up with you. I also want to be a successor like you. I want to inherit my idol Hercules!"

"Why do you have to succeed him? There are many people better than him."

"Because he can overcome twelve impossible trials with his own efforts, I also want to overcome all impossible things like him."

On Ling Aoyan's bedside, there is a picture he drew himself. The painting shows a giant with a knife in his hand and an arrow on his back.

Ling Aoyan has been frail and sickly since birth. Compared to Ling Aohan, Ling Aoyan's physical fitness was more than a little bit worse.

Ling Aoyan has been inseparable from medicine and bottles since he was a child, but Ling Aohan has never been sick. But the two brothers have completely opposite personalities. Although Ling Aohan has good physical fitness, he does not like sports, while Ling Aoyan, who has poor physical fitness, likes sports very much.

But due to his physical condition, Ling Aoyan is basically unable to do the sports he likes. Every time he asked Ling Aohan to ask for help, Ling Aohan didn't agree at first, but later she softened her heart when she saw his expression on the verge of tears.

He told his parents that he wanted to play ball. His parents were very surprised but very happy. They immediately ran out and bought him a ball. The ball is bright red and looks very bright. When his parents were not paying attention, he took Ling Aoyan out to a deserted open space where the two brothers were playing.

Every time after playing, Ling Aohan would carry Ling Aoyan on his back and climb into the bedroom from the pipe at the back of the house to let Ling Aoyan take a bath. Then he would climb out of the window and come in through the door to attract attention. Finally, he would carry Ling Aoyan on his back and let him go through the door. Come in and crawl back by yourself, and you're done.

Although he was very tired, he was very happy to see his brother, and Ling Aohan was also very happy. Ling Aoyan was imprisoned at home by his parents all day long and was not allowed to participate in any sports other than sitting outside. Ling Aoyan dragged his cheeks at home all day long, looking at the blue sky through the small window in his bedroom. Communicate with the passing clouds in the sky all day long, and watch the birds flying freely outside the window.

Ever since Ling Aohan took him out, his health was getting better and better. Although his physical fitness is still slightly worse than that of his peers, it is much better than when he first started.

Every day, Ling Aohan would teach Ling Aoyan some fighting skills in the room. Although Ling Aoyan learned very slowly and his physical fitness could not keep up, he studied very seriously.

He hopes that one day he can be as strong as Ling Aohan, because he thinks his brother is the strongest person in the world. I don’t need to surpass him, I just need to be as strong as my brother, then I can play ball.

But this world is a devil, he will always break some angels' wings, won't he?

Three months, a short period of time. It is too difficult to accomplish anything in this short period of time, but it is effortless to destroy something. No matter what it is, there is no way to resist the silent but devastating destruction of time.

"Doctor, is it not possible anymore?"

"We can come up with more money, please save him."

The doctor in a white coat looked at the haggard parents in front of him, shook his head helplessly, turned and left.

The cry came, but she tried hard to suppress it. She didn't want to be heard by anyone in the ward.

"elder brother!"

The pungent smell of disinfectant permeates the surroundings. White sheets, white quilts, and white bedside tables are standard equipment in hospitals.

The boy lying on the bed looked excited when he saw another boy running in sweating profusely.

"Oh, lie down, Aoyan! The doctor said you need to rest."

"Oh."

Ling Aoyan, who was on the hospital bed, listened to Ling Aohan's words and lay down on the bed obediently.

Ling Aohan fumbled around in the small schoolbag on his back for a long time, took out a pear with water in it and handed it to Ling Aoyan who was lying on the bed. When Ling Aoyan saw the pear, he happily took it and took a big bite.

Ling Aohan took out a handkerchief from his pocket and helped Ling Aoyan wipe the pear juice from his chin.

"Eat slowly, no one will grab you."

"Thank you brother!"

"You're welcome. I'll buy it for you when you get better."

"Brother, what have you been doing? Why don't your parents know?"

"I am working with the power of that angel, in order to buy more pears for you to eat."

"It's hard to work part-time."

"I'm not tired, it's just small things."

"That's great. If only Hercules would come to me, I wouldn't be so sad."

"Hercules will come for you, I'm sure of it."

"Really? You can't lie to me."

"I have inherited the power of an angel. How could I lie to you? I have asked the angel to tell Hercules. He said that you can see him as soon as you are discharged from the hospital."

"real!?"

"real."

"Thank you, brother! Brother, I want to play ball."

"I'll play with you when you get better. Look, I even brought the ball."

Ling Aohan took out the old-looking red leather ball from his schoolbag. Ling Aoyan took the ball and gently threw it into the air. The ball flew straight up and fell back into Ling Aoyan's hands.

"Yeah. When I get better, let's go play in that open space."

"Well. I'm leaving first. Remember to eat well."

"Well, be careful brother on the road."

The young Ling Aohan put on his schoolbag and ran out of the hospital quickly.

Ling Aohan has inherited Gabriel's power since the day he was born. Now, he has become a hunter by virtue of his inheritance. He takes orders from others and kills them as a source of personal income. , in order to treat Ling Aoyan.

The parents of the Ling brothers didn't want to give up, but there was nothing they could do. The doctor had already issued a death verdict, what could he do? The family has spent all their savings and borrowed a lot of money. All the money now is provided by Ling Aohan, and Ling Aohan has always said that the money was donated by well-wishers.

And now the parents of the Ling brothers don't know that Ling Aoyan is still alive. Previously, Ling Aohan asked the doctor to issue a death notice and sent his parents away on the grounds that "the corpse has infectious viruses and needs long-term treatment", in order to stop them from worrying about Ling Aoyan. What is needed for healing. Ling Aohan asked the hospital to keep it secret. He didn't want to bring too much burden to his family.

The treatment fee required by Ling Aoyan is very high. Even Ling Aohan's current income is only enough to provide him with treatment fee, and the family's debt cannot be repaid at all.

But Ling Aohan didn't want to give up on Ling Aoyan, after all, he was his younger brother.

Ling Aohan returned to school. There was an exam this afternoon. Ling Aohan rushed to the classroom in a hurry. When he arrived at the classroom, the teacher had already handed out the test papers. Ling Aohan took out his pen and quickly started working on the test paper, because he had another list next and the target was nearby.

The third-grade questions were extremely simple for Ling Aohan. He was already a genius. He completed the entire test paper in three strokes, five divisions, and two divisions. It took less than fifteen minutes in total.

This exam is only forty-five minutes. Ling Aohan walked up to the podium and handed in his papers in advance. The teacher had heard of this genius. After looking at his papers, he nodded with a pleased smile and agreed to Ling Aohan's request to hand in his papers in advance.

Ling Aohan put on his schoolbag and left the classroom, climbed over the fence on the playground at the back of the school and left the school.

A male voice sounded from Ling Aohan's mind

"I can't find Hercules."

"I know"

"Then are you still lying to your brother like this?"

"It'll make him feel better."

"The poison called hope?"

Ling Aohan was silent. He was indeed lying to his brother and giving him the poison called hope, but he had nothing else to say to him. He didn't want to shatter an innocent dream.

"He worships Hercules so much, let him continue to worship him. He shouldn't be allowed to experience the cruelty of reality."

"You were always the Sin-Eater."

"If it protects my family, that's fine with me."

"Be careful, you can't use my power yet."

"The promotion you gave me alone is enough."

While chatting with Gabriel, Ling Aohan had already crossed several streets and arrived at a four-story building.

He walked along the stairs to the third floor and knocked on the door on the left.

There was the sound of tiptoeing, and the door was carefully opened a crack. The eye inside looked down from top to bottom until it saw Ling Aohan.

"Hello, uncle, I'm here to see Xiao Ming. The teacher asked me to give him his homework."

"Just leave it at the door."

"Oh. Uncle, is Xiao Ming at home?"

"No."

"Okay, by the way, uncle, the teacher wants you to sign."

Ling Aohan took out a pen and a piece of paper from his bag and handed them over. The door slowly opened, revealing the face of the man inside. The standard bad guy has a guilty expression, with a few drops of cold sweat on his forehead.

The man's hands were trembling as he took the pen and paper from Ling Aohan. He unfolded the piece of paper and looked at it carefully. There was a horoscope written on it: Pelican asked me to say hello to you.

The man's expression suddenly changed, and the pen in his hand fell to the ground. He quickly looked in the direction of Ling Aohan, but Ling Aohan had already disappeared.

The man looked around in panic, but there was no one there, but he always felt like there was a pair of eyes staring at him from all directions. Cold sweat slid down his cheeks, his pupils continued to dilate, his whole body was trembling with extreme fear turned into anger, veins popped out at the corners of his eyes, and his eyes were filled with bloodshot eyes.

"It's ugly."

The man immediately looked towards the source of the sound. Ling Aohan was standing behind him, holding a dagger in his hand. Just now, Ling Aohan had been sticking close behind him, moving along with his movements.

The man was groping for something from behind, and Ling Aohan had already jumped up from where he was and rushed towards him.

After some groping, the man pulled out an unmodified and unpolished dagger from behind his back. But it was too late, Ling Aohan had already reached his side and cut his neck with the dagger.

Ling Aohan walked into the room and called someone.

"Pelican?"

"Black wings?"

"It's done. Please come and sign for it."

"Ok."

Within a minute, a convertible Rolls-Royce parked downstairs. A man followed by two bodyguard-like people went upstairs and arrived at the floor where Ling Aohan was.

There were no traces left at all on the entire scene, and there were no traces of any battle around, as if it had never happened. Ling Aohan opened the door and invited them in.

In the room, the man's body was placed behind the sofa in the living room. Ling Aohan opened the sofa and exposed the body.

Pelican inspected the body and nodded. The two bodyguards behind him trotted downstairs and brought up two black suitcases.

Pelican gestured to open the suitcase, and the two bodyguards opened the suitcase and placed it on the table in front of Ling Aohan.

"A total of two hundred thousand, please click."

Ling Aohan picked up each stack of money and looked at it one by one, and nodded after confirming that it was correct.

"Pleasant to work with."

"Pleasant to work with."

Ling Aohan took the two suitcases and walked quickly downstairs, running all the way to the hospital.

"Doctor, doctor!"

Ling Aohan ran into the office of Ling Aoyan's attending doctor with his suitcase. The doctor was talking to a nurse, sighing from time to time. Hearing Ling Aohan's voice, the doctor immediately asked the nurse to go out and put on an amiable expression.

"Aohan, are you here again?"

"I'm here to pay my brother's medical bills."

Upon hearing this, the doctor's expression suddenly darkened. He thought for a long time before slowly speaking:

"Good boy, I don't know how to tell you this, but I think you should be mentally prepared. Your brother... is about to die."

Ling Aohan froze on the spot. He knew that his brother was dying, but he didn't expect it to be so soon.

"Good boy, I know you are very sensible, but this blow is not small for you."

The doctor opened the safe next to his desk and found a large suitcase inside.

"These are the treatment fees you used for your brother. You should take them all back. I don't know how you got this money, but this money is not something you, a child, can handle. Those things before I helped you pay the medical expenses in advance. I don’t ask you to pay it back. I just helped you because you are a good boy. Your brother will be leaving tonight, so go and stay with him. "

Ling Aohan stood up stiffly like a robot, thanked him, and left the doctor's office.

He took out 100 yuan from the two suitcases he brought and ran to the fruit stall to buy 100 yuan worth of pears. The boss looked at the child in front of him who seemed to have lost his soul and asked.

"Kid, why did you buy so many pears?"

"My brother loves to eat, I bought it for him."

"Can you afford to buy so much food?"

"It doesn't matter. He can eat as much as he can. He loves pears the most."

As he spoke, Ling Aohan gradually choked up. Douda's tears kept rolling down from Ling Aohan's eyes, and they all fell to the ground covered with a layer of dust, leaving clearly visible traces one after another.

When the boss saw this, he understood why the child in front of him was so stiff. He sorted out all the bad pears that he had secretly put in, packed all the good pears into several boxes, and loaded them all into the trunk of a van. The boss greets Ling Aohan

"Come on, young man, I'll take you to your brother."

Ling Aohan wiped the tears from his face, nodded blankly, got into the fruit stand owner's car and followed the fruit stand owner to the hospital.

The boss moved all the boxes of pears to Ling Aoyan's floor. Ling Aohan bowed and thanked him, ran to the bathroom, washed his face to remove the tears on his face, gathered his emotions and left the bathroom. Before leaving, the boss patted Ling Aohan on the shoulder. To him, the child was worthy of respect.

Ling Aohan struggled to push the boxes of pears into Ling Aoyan's ward. Ling Aoyan was lying on the bed. At this moment, he was completely different from the morning, and he was extremely weak.

He saw Ling Aohan, but he didn't have the strength to sit up again. Ling Aohan sat beside his bed, took out a knife and cut the pear into small pieces and fed them to Ling Aoyan.

"Brother, I'm so tired."

Ling Aoyan opened his already white lips and spoke in a thin voice. Ling Aohan suppressed the sadness in his heart and still showed the same expression as usual on his face.

"Did you secretly exercise behind my back?"

"No, brother. I am very obedient and waiting to be discharged. Look, the ball is still under the bed, and I haven't moved it."

Under the bed, the red ball had been placed there since Ling Aohan left in the morning. Ling Aoyan always crawled to the bed and stretched out his head to look at the ball. He thought about taking it out to play for a while, but he remembered that Ling Aohan said that he couldn't play secretly, otherwise he would not let himself play with the ball again in the future.

When he heard the word "discharged", Ling Aohan's heart felt as painful as being stabbed by a knife. But with a natural smile on his face, he fed a small piece of pear into Ling Aoyan's mouth.

"Well, have a good rest. You can see Hercules when you are discharged from the hospital. Then we can play ball together."

"Well. Brother, I'm a little sleepy."

"Go to sleep and I'll help you cut some more pears."

"Yeah. Don't just eat it for me, you should eat some too."

"Don't worry about me, I will eat whatever I want."

Ling Aoyan closed his eyes and his breathing gradually became weak. Even so, Ling Aohan could still tell that he was still alive, after all, Gabriel had not given a date for his death.

Ling Aohan continued to cut pears, and from time to time he would eat a small piece of unsweet pear flesh near the core to quench his thirst.

Taiyang kept watching him busy, and gradually left impatiently. The moon rose from the other side, looking at the child curiously.

"elder brother."

Ling Aoyan woke up.

"what happened?"

"I want to eat pears."

"I've cut it."

"I want to eat whole."

"Give."

Ling Aoyan took the pear that was handed to him, took a small bite and put it back on the table.

"Don't eat?"

"I don't want to eat. I want to play with a ball."

Ling Aohan took the ball out from under the bed and handed it to him. Ling Aoyan gently threw the ball up, and it fell straight down again. But this time, Ling Aoyan failed to catch it.

The two brothers were silent. Ling Aoyan stared at the ceiling, while Ling Aohan continued to cut pears. After a long time, Gabriel's voice sounded in Ling Aohan's head

"The evening bell has rung."

Ling Aohan closed his eyes and took a deep breath to calm down his mood. Ling Aoyan turned his head and looked at Ling Aohan

"Brother, I seem to be leaving."

"Well, let's go."

"Can I see Hercules?"

"Yes, it must be possible."

"Well, what I said must be right. Goodbye, brother."

After saying that, Ling Aoyan closed his eyes with an expectant smile on his lips.

"Goodbye, silly brother. I'm sorry, I lied to you."

Ling Aohan's hand stopped. He raised his head and looked at the stars in the sky, a line of tears dripping from his cheek onto the unpeeled pear in his hand.

Under the moon, a heart-rending roar woke up all the sleeping people. The doctor and security rushed into Ling Aoyan's ward. Ling Aohan lay on Ling Aoyan, who had been covered with a white sheet, and his tears soaked the thin white sheet.

Ling Aoyan's attending doctor had anticipated such a result, and he knew very well what this meant to Ling Aohan. The twins were no longer complete, and there was no way they could go back without either one.

Ling Aohan took away Ling Aoyan. He left all the money to the doctor. The doctor only took part of it and later returned the rest to Ling Aohan by bank transfer. Before leaving, the doctor repeatedly told Ling Aohan to live well.

Under the moon, a little boy holds another boy sleeping in his arms. Following a road he has never walked, to a place he has never been, just to bury his most precious person in the place closest to his dream, the temple of Hercules in the sky.

Ling Aohan buried Ling Aoyan in a place far away, so far away that he could only remember the sea, grassland and mountains in the distance.

When Ling Aohan returned home, his parents thought that Ling Aoyan was gone long ago, and Ling Aohan did not tell them the truth. He still pretended as if nothing happened and continued his normal life.

"Doctor, what did that child tell you? Why is he the one taking care of his brother?"

"That child is a sensible child. He asked me to tell his parents not to worry. He will take good care of his brother."

"What an obedient child. It's a pity that one of the twins is missing."

The long sigh of a lifetime spread through the hospital to the endless sky. Under the moon, Ling Aohan lay beside Ling Aoyan's grave

"Look, brother, look this way and you can find Hercules. Even if you are not the successor, you are still my brother."