Picked up a little dumb on the side of the road

The morning light will dawn.

Xiao Yi lay weakly, feeling in a trance that consciousness was slowly returning to his body.

The first thing to come back into the body is the sense of smell.

He seemed to smell the most familiar smell, the fragrance of saponins mixed with sunlight.

That was the taste of Wei Xun.

Such thoughts did not awaken Xiao Yi, but made his eyelids sink even more.He closed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth were turned up, and he curved out a very beautiful smile.

He rarely smiled like that.

If he could see his own face at this moment, he would definitely be shocked, because at this moment, his smile was exactly the same gentle and warm as the smile of Wei Xun, who he loved most in his memory.

It's rare to have such a good dream, Xiao Yi thought, it would be nice not to wake up.

But the creaking sound of the old wooden door mercilessly interrupted his dream.

This sound was too harsh and real, and he continued to hypnotize himself with difficulty, making himself believe that he was still in a dream.

But the smell of Wei Xun in the air became stronger and stronger.

He opened his eyes suddenly, and turned his head to look in the direction of the sound.

He found that the space he was in was small and cramped, the bedroom was connected to the front hall, and there was only an old cotton curtain in the middle to block it, and the curtain was now pulled aside, so that the head of the room could be seen at a glance.

An all-too-familiar silhouette stood by the door, Xiao Yi saw that the man was carefully fastening the latch, but he didn't seem to be able to fix it after a long time of tinkering.

Xiao Yi felt his throat tighten and his heart beating like a drum.

He was thinking about this silhouette, looking forward to it, for nearly two thousand days and nights, every moment was imprinted in the bottom of his eyes and the tip of his heart.

Wei Xun, it's Wei Xun.

How can there be such a real dream.

His hands gripped the edge of the bed tightly, his nails were embedded in the wood, blood seeped into the wood grain, and there were sawdust that he had knocked off beside him.

But he feels no pain.

It's just that it's more timid to be close to the nostalgia.

He dared not look up at the man's face.

He was afraid that if he just glanced at him for a moment, he would rush to hug that person, and then shatter his dream completely.

The longing for so many years has been crushed into thin cicada wings by hatred, which will shatter at the touch of a finger.

Any small movement may cause the hostility in one's body to collapse and burst.

He stared at the figure and walked to the desk by the window and sat down.

There was an extremely simple guqin on the desk. Wei Xun opened the small wooden box beside him, dipped his fingers in some pine oil grease in the box, and then gently applied the strings.

Xiao Yi's fingers dug deeper into the edge of the bed, the poor wood was overwhelmed, and finally let out a slight groan.

The movements of Wei Xun's hands froze, he didn't turn his head, but asked softly, "Are you awake?"

Wei Xun's voice didn't change at all, it was soft and gentle, only a little less pampering than before.

But it was enough to make Xiao Yi's five years of suffering and longing collapse at this moment.

Xiao Yi lifted off the thick quilt covering his body, turned over and wanted to get off the ground, but fell firmly on the side of the bed.

"What's wrong with you?" Wei Xun quickly got up and stepped forward.

Xiao Yi just watched Wei Xun walking towards him. He saw that the other person's movements were not very fast. He watched Wei Xun squat down when he was about to reach the bed, but he stretched out his hand but missed it.

Wei Xun groped forward again, and finally touched Xiao Yi's forearm. After getting his pulse, he asked again: "What's wrong with you?"

Xiao Yi finally raised his eyes, and saw that those eyes that were once filled with the sky full of stars were filled with chaos.

He stretched out his trembling left hand and waved it in front of Wei Xun's eyes, but Wei Xun didn't feel it.

At this moment, the stars fell.

The ominous breath violently rolled and rose, and finally gathered into a salty throat. Xiao Yi sprayed a mouthful of blood on Wei Xun's chest, and then lost consciousness again.

When Xiao woke up again and again, it was already dark.

When he opened his eyes, he saw Wei Xun sitting by the bed, and immediately couldn't control the tremor in his heart, and coughed twice hastily.

"Are you awake? Lie down properly and don't move any more." Wei Xun's voice was still very soft, "I checked your pulse, and your blood qi was retrograde, hurting your meridians. Seeing that you are still young, you don't need to worry about anything. If you worry too much, your body is always more important.”

Xiao Yi felt thousands of words stuck in his throat, but he couldn't speak.He felt that everything about Wei Xun was still so familiar, but something was always missing in his voice.

He couldn't help reaching out his hand, and touched the veil of Wei Xun's cap.

The other senses of blind people will become more acute. Wei Xun sensed the approach of others, and he was not used to turning his head to avoid it.

"Sorry." The politeness and alienation in his tone became more and more obvious, and he explained why he was wearing soap gauze embarrassingly, "I scared you in the morning."

"You..." Xiao Yi's hand was still hanging in the air, he felt that Wei Xun's evasive movement made his heart tremble, "You, don't you recognize me?"

"Should I know you?" Wei Xun asked suspiciously, but he seemed to understand something immediately, "Young master, don't worry, I found you still alive by the lake. Human life is at stake. I will always save those who can be saved. As for I won't ask you why you are seriously injured. My place is remote and remote, even if you have any enemies in the rivers and lakes, you won't be able to find it in a short while. You can rest in peace."

Enemy?

Xiao Yi seemed to think of something, and with a wave of his hand, he formed a colorless and invisible barrier, covering everything in the small courtyard.

After some reluctance, he coughed twice, and some blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Wei Xun handed out a handkerchief, "I'll go to the town tomorrow morning to get you some medicine, and you have to be patient for another night."

Xiao Yi didn't pay attention to Wei Xun's dodge any longer, and after withdrawing his hand, he still persistently lifted the veil from the side of the other's veil.

There was no light in the room, but with the moonlight outside the window, he could still see the mottle on Wei Xun's left forehead and around the eyes, "Does it hurt?"

He didn't know if Wei Xun was in pain or not, he just felt that he, his voice and his whole body were shaking with pain.

"It doesn't hurt." Wei Xun simply took off his hat calmly, "It happened five years ago, and it's all gone. It's just that it doesn't look good."

Five years?

Xiao Yi's heart fell rapidly as if he had stepped on the void, and fell into a bottomless abyss.

Five years.

Could Wei Xun's injuries, even Wei Xun's eyes, be related to him.

He didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just said quietly in his heart——

Still beautiful.

Xiao Yi still stretched out his hand, he wanted to touch the mottled granulation in front of Wei Xun's left forehead, which was obviously left after being burned by fire, but when he was about to touch it, Wei Xun's slight dodge motion suddenly withdrew it hand.

He stared blankly at his right hand, which had held Wei Xun's sword and drank too much blood.He can even see his palms scarlet now.

He was very scared, it would be good for a clean person like Wei Xun to be dirty by himself.

At this moment, he wished how much better he would be if he wasn't Xiao Yi, or if he was just Xiao Yi.

Putting his hands behind his back, he stared at Wei Xun as firmly as he did when he was a child, but he always felt that he couldn't see clearly in this dim light, and it wasn't enough to make up for everything that was missing in the past five years.

"Are the lights never lit in the room?" he asked in a low voice.

"I don't need it, so I haven't prepared it." Wei Xun said apologetically, "Tomorrow I will go to town and bring one back for you."

"You really..." Xiao Yi gritted his teeth, and said after a long time, "Is it true that you can't see at all?"

"No." Wei Xun smiled, "I can see a little light, at least I can tell whether it is day or night; but I can only see a little light."

Five years ago, Xiao Yi was only 15 years old, with the appearance and voice of a teenager.

Five years later, Xiao Yiye has reached the crown, his head leaped from Wei Xun's chest to Wei Xun's ear, and the youthful innocence in his voice has almost completely faded away.

Now he finally understood why Wei Xun couldn't even recognize himself.

It's just that he doesn't know, he should be thankful that such a Wei Xun won't find that what he picked up in front of him is the monster that is rumored in the world; or he should be sad, his brother may have forgotten him.

"That's troublesome..." The word brother almost blurted out, but was crushed between his teeth by Xiao Yiyi, "I'm sorry for the trouble, benefactor."

Wei Xun lowered his head and narrowed his eyes, "It's a little effort, I don't dare to be a little prince to show my favor."

Holding the last sliver of hope, Xiao Yi asked, "Then... dare to ask your benefactor's name?"

Wei Xun didn't answer right away.

He first got up and put the cap in his hand back to the desk, turned his back and replied: "The rough people in the country don't have any names that can be put on the table. My name is Wei, and I used to be in the mountains..."

He paused suddenly, "I'm the seventh eldest in the family, you can call me Wei Qi."

home?

Xiao Yi thought desperately that his hands were stained with the blood of Wei Xun's family.

"What's your name, young master?" Wei Xun turned around and asked.

Xiao Yi was startled, "I have no father or mother. The person who picked me up and brought me up gave me the name Ah Yi."

Ah... a...

A wry smile appeared on the corner of Wei Xun's mouth.

It seems that everything has its own will in the dark.

He picked up a set of bedding placed beside Xiao Yi's feet, and said softly: "You are injured, you should rest earlier."

Obviously Wei Xun didn't walk away very far, but that back still coincided with Wei Xun's last glimpse of him five years ago, all this made Xiao Yi tremble with nervousness, he blurted out in a moment of impatience: "Brother, where are you going?" !"

Wei Xun felt his heart be pulled suddenly, he suddenly turned his head, and said coldly: "What did you call me?"

Surprised by Wei Xun's sudden and stern questioning, Xiao Yi lowered his head in embarrassment even though he knew that the other party couldn't see him at all, "I just... just reached the crown this summer..."

He whispered wearily: "I see that Engong should be older than me..."

"You are also... just 20 years old?" Wei Xun's words had inadvertently put away the coldness just now, even before being gentle, "It's okay, I'm afraid to disturb your rest, I'll go to sleep outside."

Inside the cabin of the mountain hut.

Ah Chi's face was full of anxiety. When he saw Gu Yao enter the door, he hurried forward and hugged Gu Yao's arm, "Senior Brother! You're back!"

"I've been there not long ago... What's the matter?" Gu Yao was puzzled, he looked down at his little junior who was rarely close to him, suddenly raised his eyebrows lazily, and said frivolously, "Miss me?"

"Bah!" A Chi shook Gu Yao's hand when he heard the words, "If you study for thousands of years, you still won't be Shen Lingyi!"

"Okay, okay..." Gu Yao hurriedly stepped forward and rubbed Ah Chi's head, to give the child some comfort, "So, what's the matter?"

As usual, Ah Chi shook off Gu Yao's hand, raised his immature face, and said solemnly, "Xue Chengzi, he's dead."

The author has something to say: it will be fine, it will be fine!do not hit me! (The dog's head saves my life...)