triple world

Fu Yan used a declarative tone without any doubt.

There was a dead silence in the room, Fu Yan who was standing by the bed didn't move, and Fu Yang who was lying on the bed didn't move either.

Just when Fu Yan was wondering if it was possible that he was wrong, Fu Yang, who was huddled under the blanket, moved, and came out with his messy hair, and met Fu Yan's eyes for the first time.

"I thought you had already left." He tilted his head and said in a relaxed tone, as if he was shy when facing his brother.

Fu Yan subconsciously said, "I didn't leave."

Fu Yang: "Then you come back now, are you planning to leave?"

This time, Fu Yan didn't answer, he was silent.

He didn't know how to say it. In his heart, no matter what his final decision was, it was destined to be a disappointment to another person.

"You are my elder brother." Fu Yang moved two steps forward and sat on the edge of the bed, leaning his small body forward almost in front of Fu Yan, "You are what my elder brother looks like when he grows up. "

"I... yes." Fu Yan said with some difficulty, "When did you see me?"

Fu Yang: "I saw you on the first day you came, and you were crying a lot."

When Fu Yan thought of the scene that day, he thought it was just a coincidence, but at that time Fu Yang was really looking at him.

"Then why pretend you can't see me?" Fu Yan asked.

He didn't know if it was because he was immersed in his own emotions and couldn't extricate himself, so he didn't realize it until today, but anyway, he couldn't figure out why Fu Yang would do this, he was just such a young child , he shouldn't...

Fu Yang shook his feet: "I'm afraid you are a bad person, and only I can see you, neither brother nor Granny Yu can see."

He smiled shyly: "You don't want me to see you either."

There was a bit of caution in Fu Yang's voice. Fu Yan was taken aback, and repeated it suspiciously. He wanted to refute in his heart, but found that if Fu Yang could really see him, even if he hoped so much, he would have seen him at that time. I fled in a hurry and dared not come back.

He could not refute.

Fu Yang didn't care about Fu Yan's silence, he just patted the edge of the bed beside him and said, "Brother, sit next to me."

Fu Yan took a step back.

He actually knew in his heart that his younger brother was different from ordinary people in some aspects. His thinking and mind far surpassed those of his peers. There is a saying that wisdom is bound to hurt. He once wondered if it was because of this that Fu Yang's body has always been like this. Difference.

But at this time, Fu Yan subconsciously forgot these things, and felt a little panic. Is this Fu Yang in front of him really the younger brother in his memory?Could it be the means of the mirror, just to keep him in this world?

Because of these sudden thoughts, Fu Yan took a step back. This step obviously didn't take a long way, but Fu Yang's eyes suddenly dimmed.

"You are afraid of me." Fu Yang said.

At this moment, Fu Yan knew how his actions would hurt Fu Yang. He was clearly his younger brother who missed him day and night, but he was afraid of alienating him. Fu Yan didn't know what was wrong with him.

He denied it, while sitting beside Fu Yang.

Seeing his actions, Fu Yang smiled with some satisfaction, then slowly stretched out his hand, covering the back of Fu Yan's hand in front of Fu Yan.

The small soft and tender palm didn't touch the ground, but Fu Yan seemed to feel the other's body temperature, and his heart beat fast.

Fu Yang raised his head to look at him, and asked hesitantly: "You are my future brother, but you appear here and still look at me and cry, is it because the future me is dead?"

Fu Yan looked at him in astonishment, not knowing how he made such a terrible guess so easily, but what he couldn't deny was that he was right.

Fu Yang smiled triumphantly at him: "It seems that I guessed it right!"

He lay back on the bed, turned sideways towards Fu Yan and asked, "Then why did brother appear here? He missed me, so he came back to see me?"

There was no fear on Fu Yang's face, it was full of excitement. It seemed that this feeling of guessing everything made him feel good, but Fu Yan was hooked with endless sadness by his word "think".

"I miss you."

"I really, really want to."

Fu Yan tried his best to see Fu Yang's face clearly but couldn't see clearly. He wanted to hug his younger brother who was close at hand, but his hands could only pass through the other's body feebly.

Fu Yang was frightened by his sudden emotional breakdown. He also tried to comfort him, but they seemed to exist in two separate worlds. They could clearly see each other but could not touch each other. He could only see big tears The drops slid down Fu Yan's face and fell through his palm.

"You have disappeared from my world for 18 years!" Fu Yan couldn't control his emotions at all.

Fu Yang was not by his side during the long time from a baby to an adult, and the only thing left to him was happy and painful memories, and nothing else.

Fu Yang fell silent.

He has never experienced what Fu Yan experienced, but he inexplicably felt a strong sadness from Fu Yan's crying, which made him empathize very easily.

This is my brother, the brother from the future, the grown-up brother, with a palpable sadness, like his world is full of despair.

He listened to Fu Yan's words and only let him vent his emotions.

When Fu Yan finally calmed down, Fu Yang said softly, "Brother, why did you come back to visit me now, can you tell me?"

"Tell me, maybe I can make you feel less sad." Fu Yang said seriously, "Don't treat me like an ordinary child."

Fu Yan hesitated for a while, and told him about the third world and the mirror.

Fu Yang: "Does brother know about mirrors?"

Fu Yan shook his head dejectedly, no one knew about the mirror at all, their clues were pitifully few, and they didn't know anything.

"Then am I my brother's reward? As long as my brother is strong enough, he can revive me?" Fu Yang lay beside Fu Yan's lap and looked up at him.

They can't touch, but this seemingly intimate distance makes people feel somewhat comforted.

Fu Yan looked at his immature cheeks, and said bitterly: "You are my test."

"Test?" Fu Yang was a little puzzled.

Fu Yan: "I can leave, or I can stay for you."

"Stay here" Fu Yang's voice hesitated, because the answer he got seemed to be different from what he had imagined.

Fu Yan looked at him: "As long as I stay, I can touch you, and I can take you out of here and change the future so that you won't die."

Fu Yang's face suddenly changed from relaxed to dignified: "What about my brother?"

When Fu Yan was about to answer, he suddenly realized that the elder brother Fu Yang was talking about this time was not him, but the young self in this world. If he stayed, Fu Yan in this world would undoubtedly be replaced by him. How the mirror will deal with him, Fu Yan doesn't know.

The small space fell into silence again, and Fu Yang lowered his head, not knowing what he was thinking.

After being silent for a long time, Fu Yang raised his head. His expression was serious and earnest that children don't usually have. Fu Yan felt something bad from it.

"Brother, let's go."

Fu Yan looked at him, saw his bloodless lips opened and closed, and said this, he wanted to defend himself, but Fu Yang didn't give him a chance.

"You are my brother, I know it." Fu Yang knelt down in front of him, put his hand over his mouth to keep him silent, "I will be sad when you cry, and when I feel that you are leaving I will be sad too, you must be my brother. I believe in you because of this feeling, but this feeling is because of my brother. Between the present brother and the future brother, my choice must be now brother."

"So do you still think I'm your brother now? I'm just your brother at this time in your memory, but not necessarily your brother now. Why does the mirror want you to stay here so much, because when you leave It takes more than that."

Fu Yang spoke softly, not like a child.

"We all know that if you want to gain something, you have to lose something. I'm dead, don't give up other things for the dead. I can be the Yangyang in your memory, but I won't be your real Yangyang."

"So brother, no matter how much you think in your heart, don't stay here, you have to leave here."

Fu Yan had a sore nose, and Fu Yang was comforting him, explaining him, as a child and as a brother.

Fu Yang pretended to wipe away his tears, and said, "Did you hear me, brother can't stay, don't delay any longer."

Fu Yan nodded vigorously, and he didn't know that what Fu Yang said was right, but he couldn't get over the hurdle in his heart.

The two spent the last afternoon in this small space. Before night came, Fu Yang urged Fu Yan to leave, but suddenly hesitated.

He smiled flatteringly at Fu Yan: "Brother, can you tell me how I died?"

Fu Yan did not hide it from him.

Fu Yang digested what Fu Yan said, hugged him vaguely, and kissed him on the cheek again: "Brother, let's go, it's not your fault."

Fu Yan choked his throat and said, "I didn't pick you up."

For many years, he couldn't help blaming himself.

"Grandma Yu said that everyone has a fate, and that's probably my fate. But I believe that, with my brother by my side, I must have lived a happy life at that time, every day." Fu Yang said with a smile, There is no haze on the face.

He waved his hand at Fu Yan: "I will live a good life with my brother here, and you, brother, will also live well by yourself. Let's go, brother, and say goodbye to Yangyang."

"Goodbye, Yangyang."

Fu Yan held back tears and said goodbye to him before walking out of the iron house.

He wanted to go back and see him again, but he didn't dare to look back. There was no sound in the iron house, so he could only persuade himself that Fu Yang could live a good life by following him. After Fu Yang knew his future, he Maybe it can change everything.

It's just that Fu Yan doesn't know whether the iron house behind him will still exist when he leaves this world.

But he couldn't go on thinking about it any longer.

Fu Yan didn't look back, but he didn't leave either. He just stood outside the door for a long time, but was soon discovered by Fu Yang who opened the door.

"Brother, goodbye." Fu Yang repeated that sentence, and waved to him again.

Fu Yan had no choice but to leave in embarrassment.

Fu Yang looked at his back, waved his hand again, and returned to the room.

***

Fu Yan came back late today, because some guests came before get off work, so he stayed to help the boss. Although it took some time, it also paid off. The boss let the snacks left in the kitchen He took it home.

Yang Yang likes sweet things the most, Fu Yan thought so, while happily pushing open the door to give him a surprise.

"Look at what brother brought you back? It's our Yangyang..."

Fu Yang sat on the bed with a blank face, and when he saw the door open, he turned his head immediately, his eyes were red with mist.

Fu Yan didn't care about anything and rushed over directly: "What's the matter? Has anyone been here before, and they bullied you?"

Big tears rolled down from Fu Yang's eyes, sobbing, he grabbed Fu Yan's clothes and buried his head in his chest.

"Brother, Yangyang doesn't want to die, at all...he doesn't want to be separated from brother at all."