Brother, this showman

In a small village with beautiful mountains and clear waters, melodious piano sounds can often be heard. It doesn't sound like a popular song in the world, but more like an ancient song.

Zhuangzi's gate is closed during the day, and only opened at night or on rainy days. If someone hadn't sneaked up on the wall to see the owner of the house, I'm afraid they would have thought it was a haunted house.

May has come to an end, and the sun is getting hotter and hotter. Every ray of sunshine roasts the earth like a raging fire, and the rising heat makes people feel restless.

Maemi hid in the tree and grinned and complained about the perverted weather.

Today's Zhuangzi was very quiet, and the familiar piano sound did not sound.

The passer-by originally found a few companions to listen to the music together, but in the end he was charged as a "liar" by his companions. He was speechless for a while, and had no choice but to leave.

When Yu Xingye heard the movement behind him, he immediately took back his steps, put down the piano in his arms, and strode forward.He excitedly looked at Xuan Yan who was lying on the bed, but the hand that he stretched out several times froze in mid-air, and he retracted it embarrassingly.

"Junior Brother!" Yu Xingye's eyes turned hot, and he looked at him greedily, like a hungry and cold homeless man who meets a delicious food from a stove, the warmth soaks through his limbs, and the fragrance lingers for a long time, but he doesn't know how to react.He wiped away the teardrops from the corners of his eyes indiscriminately, showing a smile that was uglier than crying, and said with a sob, "The Condensation Pearl is really useful."

"Yes...Achen." Xuan Yan shook his dizzy head feebly, his eyelashes quivered slightly, and looked into Shangyu Xingye's dark eyes, his eyes were gray, and he sighed softly, "It won't last long, you don't have to Too much spiritual energy wasted for me."

"No." Yu Xingye shook his head, mustered up the courage to hold Xuan Yan's hand, and smiled through tears, "Junior brother, I finally took you away."

The sorrow and joy in Yu Xingye's eyes made Xuanyan involuntarily think of Hongmei who refused to bow her head under the frost and snow.

Knowing the trend of the times, but still clinging to the splendor that belongs to him.

"Why bother?" Xuan Yan withdrew his gaze, and let out a voice full of sadness, helpless and bitter, but there was a trace of other emotions hidden under careful study.

Yu Xingye ignored it and talked to Xuan Yan about other things to himself.

"Junior brother, do you know? On the third day of last lunar month, Mr. Ye and his junior brother took eight sedan chairs and walked around the cultivation world, big and small, and everyone was dumbfounded."

"This is too nonsense." Xuan Yan paused, frowned, and reprimanded lightly.

"Later, Mr. Wen couldn't stand it anymore, so he personally took someone to take him back." Yu Xingye chuckled, "I heard that the two copied the discipleship training for half a month."

"Mr. Wen cares about face the most, so he must be very angry." Xuan Yan couldn't help but bend his eyes when he thought of Wen Yu's frantic look, as if thinking of something, the smile at the end of his eyes disappeared again.Just like the water surface after being stirred by stones, after the ripples have dispersed, there is only a dead silence.

"Just like I was then." Xuan Yan whispered, "He must be very angry too."

"Junior Brother." Yu Xingye looked at Xuan Yan with complicated eyes, and was interrupted by him as soon as he spoke.

"I promise you." Xuan Yan's eyes seemed to have scooped up two clear springs, sucking in all the light in the world, clearly reflecting the panicked Yu Xingye.

"Stay here with you, you are not allowed to go anywhere, just play the piano for me every day." He smiled sweetly, like the startled epiphyllum, peeling away the layers of white petals, and glimpsed the tender yellow and fragrant stamen buds inside, soft and tender. Delicate and hidden fragrance.

"I heard the sound of the piano. It was the first piece my father taught me. You play it better than me."

"Okay! Okay!" Yu Xingye felt a stick in his heart smashing all his emotions together. He didn't know how to react for a while, so he could only repeat it over and over again.

"Thank you, Junior Brother, thank you." Yu Xingye blinked his sour eyes, and stretched out his arms tremblingly to hug Xuan Yan, with gratitude, apology and unconcealable excitement in his voice.

Passers-by who failed to hear the sound of the piano today heard the familiar sound of the piano again when they passed by again. Unfortunately, their companions have already returned home, and the "crime" on their heads has not yet been cleared.

On a June night, even the evening wind was hot. Xuan Yan lay on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, holding the palm leaf fan that Yu Xingye had put down in his hand and shaking it from time to time.With the sound of small footsteps, he opened his eyes in a daze and looked at Yu Xingye from far to near.

Yu Xingye shook the freshly washed peaches in his hand as if offering a treasure, stuffed them into Xuan Yan's hands, and said, "Sect Master Lu sent them here."

"Ayan?" Xuan Yan straightened up, looking at the peach in his hand suspiciously, "Why does he..."

Xuan Yan paused for a moment, then broke into a smile, picked up the peach and put it on the tip of his nose to smell the unique fruity fragrance, feeling a little emotional for a moment: "Why did I forget, there is Wen Qing."

"Ah Yan is a bit soft-tempered, and he likes to rely on people a little bit. He was that day."

"Don't think too much." Yu Xingye snapped his fingers to interrupt Xuan Yan's unfinished words, and winked at him pretending to be mysterious, "How about I take you to see a baby?"

"Baby?" Xuan Yan looked up at him, pursed his lips, "Could it be gold from all over the place?"

Yu Xingye didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he bit the peach in his hand, glared at Xuan Yan pretending to be displeased, and shouted dissatisfiedly: "What's the matter with you? Can't you only have gold in your eyes?"

"It was brought by Wenqing." Xuan Yan couldn't help laughing, but also a little sad, "Speaking of which, I still owe him 100 taels, no, it's 100 taels that I owe Chen."

"Hey hey." Seeing that he was thinking about the past again, Yu Xingye raised his tone on purpose, and held Xuan Yan's face to let him look at him, "I'm telling you baby, you talk about other things with me."

"All right, all right, baby." Xuan Yan patted Yu Xingye's head lightly with the cattail fan in his hand, and looked at him leisurely, "Then I will trouble God Envoy Yu to lead the way for me."

"Junior Brother." The smile on Yu Xingye's lips froze for an instant, and he opened his mouth to meet Xuan Yan's eyes, and hesitated to speak several times.

Xuan Yan's eyes flickered slightly, he turned his head slightly, slowly shook the cattail fan in his hand, and said lightly: "Aren't you going to see it?"

"Go." Yu Xingye quickly hid the disappointment in his eyes, took the fan from Xuan Yan's hand, and helped him stand up.

"Slow down, watch out for steps."

"Don't worry, don't worry, watch the road and watch the road."

"Is the light not bright enough? Wait, I'll light another candle."

Yu Xingye looked like a country bumpkin who had just entered the city. He was afraid of anything. He opened his mouth and yelled loudly, scaring away the birds enjoying the shade on the branches.

"Hey, come back." Xuan Yan grabbed Yu Xingye's sleeve, preventing him from getting the candle, "I can see, I can walk, and my feet are still standing, so I don't need to light it."

"Really no need?" Yu Xingye was still worried, "Soon, I'll be back soon."

Xuan Yan got a little impatient hearing him chattering along the way, and one of his subordinates pushed him directly to the side of the flowers.

Yu Xingye was caught off guard by this push, and fell to the ground in embarrassment. The sound of clothes being ripped and shattered made the insects hiding in Kusama flee in all directions.

"It seems that I am not the one who wants the candle." Xuan Yan suppressed a smile, pretending to be calm.

"It's me, it's me." Yu Xingye was not annoyed, he smiled and stood up on his knees.

At last a candle was lit.

Xuan Yan just stood under the eaves, quietly looking at Yu Xingye who was barefoot in the yard constantly turning over the mud by the candlelight, and the saplings that kept standing up with his movements.

Time seems to have returned to many years ago in an instant. The two teenagers were tireless, laughing and laughing, digging the soil with hoes and planting saplings one after another.

The whole mountain was filled with their laughter and the young people's lofty ambitions.

After filling the saplings in his hand, Yu Xingye straightened his waist and let out a long breath, leaning on the hoe, turned his head and said to Xuan Yan: "After thinking about it, I think it's too much trouble for Sect Master Lu to send peaches, and the peaches he planted are not sweet enough. , only had a head. So I had to plant it myself, enjoy the flowers in spring, taste the fruits in summer, take good care of it in autumn, and bury it in winter. The next year is guaranteed to produce big and sweet fruits."

"I don't know how many years it will take for your peach tree to bear fruit." Xuan Yan pointed to the small saplings in the yard, and taunted unceremoniously, "I didn't think about planting trees in spring, but I did it in summer. Maybe one day will be taken away by this day."

"Didn't you be here?" Yu Xingye asked narrowly, "The peach trees were also planted in the summer back then, didn't they all survive in the end?"

"The fruit will be uneatable for a while, but the flowers can be enjoyed. I promise you will see the peach blossoms in the yard next year. You can also make wine. Let's brew a few jars together for Mr. Ye and the others. As for Sect Master Lu I will send less there, I heard that he is not very good at wine."

Xuan Yan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled: "You have the nerve to say that watering those trees takes me nearly half an hour every day, and no one is here to find you every time."

"It's definitely here this time." Yu Xingye looked at Xuan Yan with burning eyes, "I'll carry the water and water the trees. You just need to stand aside and watch me."

"No." Xuan Yan refused, "Let me water them, I'm afraid you'll drown them."

"Well, I'll be responsible for carrying the water."

"this is okay."

Since the peach trees in the yard were planted, the two of them also found something to do. They played the piano and watered the house every day, and lived a carefree life.

Yu Xingye gradually became acquainted with the local people. From time to time, he made some delicious food for his neighbors, and told Xuan Yan some interesting things he heard outside.

On the way back from delivering candied haws, I picked up a white puppy and brought it home.

Yu Xingye named it Ding Dang Dong Dong Dang Dang, because it sounds catchy and rhythmic, and it sounds festive.

Xuan Yan vetoed this suggestion. The name was long and strange, so he finally named it Ding Dong.

Since then, Dingdang has settled down here, and he likes Xuanyan the most. Every day, he will gather around its feet and accompany him to water the yard, and even deliver the bucket to Xuanyan with a bucket in his mouth.

Ding Dong probably hated Yu Xingye for always calling him by his festive name, and only shook his head and tail at him when he was eating, and ignored him at other times.

This made Yu Xingye very depressed, but Dingdang had Xuan Yan as his backer, so he wouldn't be afraid even if the Heavenly King Lao Tzu came.

Years are always passed without knowing it, Xuan Yan watched the peach tree change from bare branches to pink covered branches, causing bees and butterflies to play in it.

The spring has passed, and those gorgeous peach blossoms can only exist in memory.The leaves on the branches have been withered and yellowed by the years, chasing the breeze affectionately away.

Ding Dong also grew stronger from the thin one when he first arrived. In Yu Xingye's words, he might not be able to find it even if he threw it in the pigsty.

"Wang Wang Wang!"

Ding Dong ecstatically chased the low-flying butterflies among the trees, making a few annoyed calls from time to time.

"I'll chop you up again!" Yu Xingye's threatening voice came out of the window.

Ding Dong seemed to understand, closed his mouth aggrieved, and ran to Xuan Yan's side to seek comfort.

It circled around Xuan Yan's legs as usual, but Xuan Yan kept his eyes closed, and didn't gently stroke its head to tell it not to make trouble.

Ding Dong came to his side and sniffed, bit the colored ball in Xuan Yan's hand and pulled it back, from time to time, he let out a few whimpers that were similar to prayers, like the sour and helpless cry of a beast on the verge of extinction.

"Ding Dang Dang Dang Dang Dang!" Yu Xingye came out of the kitchen, seeing Ding Dong annoying Xuan Yan, his complexion changed suddenly, and he waved the spatula in his hand, "Try to mess with him again!"

Hearing the words, Ding Dang immediately ran to Yu Xingye, wagging his tail constantly, with tears in his eyes, as if he was pleading.

Yu Xingye suddenly realized that the spatula in his hand fell to the ground with a clang. He strode to Xuan Yan's side and said in a trembling voice, "Master... Junior brother."

Yu Xingye's hands trembled badly. He tried his best to restrain the fear in his heart, repeatedly wiped the cold sweat off his hands, held Xuan Yan's face tremblingly, and kept calling: "Junior brother, look at me, You open your eyes and look at me."

"Ayan, look at me! You just urged me to cook for Dingdang. The meal is ready, but Dingdang hasn't eaten yet. He is still waiting for you to feed him and then go play with the ball."

"Junior brother, please open your eyes, please? Please... open your eyes and look at me, look at me! Please..."

Yu Xingye only felt that all the air he inhaled turned into knives, bit by bit cutting through his flesh and blood, shaking with pain.

Ding Dong also squatted at Xuan Yan's feet, howling unceasingly.

"Don't... stop arguing." Xuan Yan's tightly closed eyelids trembled slightly, and his fingers resting on his knees slowly curled up.He slowly opened his eyes, looked at Yu Xingye's shiny face after being baptized by tears, and pulled the corners of his mouth with difficulty, "It's just to sleep, why make a fuss, the tears wiped away, it's so ugly."

"Okay." Seeing him waking up, Yu Xingye was overjoyed, nodded with sobs, raised his hand and wiped his face carelessly, and held Xuan Yan's cold hand tightly, "Don't sleep, sleep later Okay? Let's take Jingle out to play."

"Ding Dong." Xuan Yan turned his head to look at Ding Dong, who kept arching his head at his feet, trying to reach out and touch its head again.

Ding Dong saw what he meant earlier, and took the initiative to put his head next to it, humming and chirping.Like a dying stranger who has been searching for a warm home for many years, he is dying with despair and unwillingness.

"So cute." Xuan Yan rubbed its head, but this simple movement seemed to consume all his strength, and he was so tired that he kept panting.

"Ding Dong, I can't take you out to play today." Xuan Yan withdrew his hand reluctantly, and nodded Ding Dong's nose, "I think... I can't accompany you if I accompany my senior brother. Be good, take the ball by yourself Go and play."

Ding Dong turned a blind eye to the ball in front of him, lying quietly at Xuan Yan's feet, humming in his nose, staring at Xuan Yan with his dark eyes and refusing to move half an inch, just like guarding some precious treasure.

"Brother."

After three years, Xuan Yan was finally willing to call Yu Xingye senior brother again. He usually called "God Envoy Yu" politely but with sarcasm.Today's senior brother should have fulfilled his wish, but Yu Xingye's liver and gallbladder were torn apart after hearing this senior brother's voice.

"Ayan." Yu Xingye's eyes blurred, his voice was hoarse, and he wanted to cry every time he said a word.

"Brother, take out the piano." Xuan Yan blinked at him, "You played me the song for three years, let me play it for you today."

"Just play one song, if I don't play too many, I will get tired."

Whenever Xuan Yan asked, Yu Xingye would not refuse.

Xuan Yan half leaned in Yu Xingye's arms, and lightly picked the strings of the piano, but he didn't make a sound.

"Senior brother, take me to play." Xuan Yan lowered his head in frustration, "My hands are not strong enough."

A high and low tune is floating in the air, and passers-by can't help but wonder why there is a piano sound at this hour today?The playing is not as pleasant as before, and it has an inexplicable sense of desolation, just like...sorrow and joy.

The sound of the piano continued intermittently until late at night.

"Stop playing, Ayan, we won't play." Yu Xingye covered the trembling strings with one hand, and grabbed Xuan Yan's raised hand with the other, almost pleading, "It's late at night, it's time to sleep."

"Senior brother, I will never see you again after I sleep." Xuan Yan stared straight at Yu Xingye, "I will never see you again, not even in the afterlife."

"If you can't sleep, if you sleep one less time, it's not much."

"Junior brother." Yu Xingye broke down in tears, looking down at Xuan Yan's gradually transparent body, hot tears burned the back of his hand like a fire.

"Senior brother, I stole it for the past three years." Xuan Yan's lips moved, "Even if the Condensing Soul Pearl is always supported by spiritual power, it will not be able to produce a soul. It is only reserved temporarily."

"Brother, these three years are enough. I am very happy, and I have never been so happy in my two lifetimes combined."

"My hands were stained with blood, I couldn't wash them off, and I never thought about washing them off. But from the beginning to the end, I never regretted it. Because I could still see my senior brother, my long-cherished wish was fulfilled."

"Don't talk about Ayan, don't talk about it anymore." Yu Xingye held Xuan Yan in his arms and kept begging, "Please don't talk about it anymore."

"Senior brother, thank you." Xuan Yan wanted to reach out and grab Yu Xingye's sleeve, but he found that his hand was gone.

Xuan Yan lowered his head in disappointment, looked down at his body that was slowly dissipating, then looked at the misty sky outside the window, and said with difficulty: "Brother, look, I survived another day."

"But I can't survive this new day, and I don't want to stay any longer. Brother, I'm leaving, take good care of myself."

The regret in the words seems to come from the sky, and there is no trace to be found when the breeze blows gently.

The red sun broke free from the shackles of the mountains, and the clouds happily chased the sun, and after stealing two or three rays, they shared them with their companions with a smile.

The branches graciously climbed to the sun, and graciously helped it jump into the house, leaving the room full of golden light.

"Ding Dong, let's see him off together." Yu Xingye blinked his sore eyes, looked at the empty arms, bent down and touched Ding Dong who was sobbing at his feet, and said in a trembling voice, "From today From the beginning, I don’t have a junior anymore. I’m the only one who will take you to play.”

"I visit the mountains and rivers from the world, and the mountains and rivers call me a happy guest. The catkins dance with the wind, and the pearls and jades accompany the rivers and lakes. I am happy and alone, and the clouds are swollen. When I return, the setting sun is soaked in the blue waves. I am not a lonely person in the world of mortals, and I share wine with you. Song……"

The melodious sound of the piano sounded again accompanied by the sad dog barking, but the low weeping sound under careful study was also heartbreaking to hear.

The rising sun in the east twirled the glistening rays, accompanied by the bunch of purple fireworks, grandly and silently sent away the unparalleled person again.