Haiyan

Wei Shuyou pinched her nose and said, "What are you doing so sneakily, show it to me."

After being stunned for a long time, the person opposite hurriedly hid the things on the table behind his back, and said in a secretive way: "It's nothing, why did you come back early?"

Wei Shuyou put one hand on his waist. Two years of training in the battlefield made his already tough face even sharper. His thin and muscular figure looked more robust under the outline of thin clothes. He was darkened. , and became thinner, but the gangster look on his face became more and more intense, with a strong aggressive wild beauty.

"I didn't see you at the gate, come in and see what your kid is up to, I even forgot that I'm going home today."

Wei Shuyou spoke very smoothly, and walked towards the person opposite with light steps.

He is extremely tall, much taller than the average male. At this moment, he looked down at the feminine and handsome face, and said dissatisfied: "Why are you dressed like a woman, and you don't even know how to comb your hair?" , go and get the wooden comb."

His tone was full of strong love for one mother and compatriots, although he was used to it, there was no reason for Chang Sheng to feel his heart soften.

It's been ten years.

The former child has now grown into an adult, whether it is physically or mentally, he is no longer the rogue-like hooligan who spent all day in the past.

These years, Changsheng has been by Wei Shuyou's side, his elder brother and the old prince have taken good care of him, even though such a great pain will vaguely flash in the dream now, but he will not let him go like in the beginning The shadow that he thought was dark was gone.

The wind rustled the leaves outside the window, and the dry hot wind in summer warmed everything around.

Chang Sheng looked at the face he hadn't seen in two years, and was a little lost in thought for a moment. He wanted to ask homely things like 'Is this journey tiring' or 'Are you hungry', but Wei Shuyou took the opportunity to start the conversation first. After he finished speaking, he didn't know what to say for a while.

"Why are you staring blankly, what are you looking at stupidly? What's the matter, do you think you're handsome as a brother?"

Wei Shuyou said shamelessly, stretched out her arm and pulled Changsheng behind her: "Oh, I thought it was some fun thing, it turned out to be a pot of white orchids, what are you doing with this stuff? The backyard is so open. If you like wild flowers and weeds, let Uncle Zhong pick a bunch for you, or do you think wild flowers are too promiscuous and you like this kind of golden house hidden beauty?"

Chang Sheng snorted, rolled his eyes and said, "This is for you."

Wei Shuyou raised her eyebrows, a little surprised, "For me?"

He held the flower pot and carefully looked at it for a long while, "Why are you sending me flowers for no reason? I'm not a woman."

Chang Sheng said: "The past two years have been stuttering yellow sand every day. I'm afraid you've forgotten the scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. You've planted it since the second day after you left for the expedition. I wanted to take care of it and bring it to you. Who knew you I came back first."

Wei Shuyou was quite moved in her heart, knowing that this little donkey has grown up now and knows how to respect him, but she said relentlessly: "I don't like this thing, is there anything else?"

Chang Sheng was not happy when he heard this, he pulled his face instantly, and said angrily: "If you don't like pulling it down, give it back to me."

He stretched out his hand to grab the flower, but Wei Shuyou dodged it deftly, and the latter laughed and said, "I'm just kidding with you. I like it very much. Let Uncle Zhong put it in the flower for me in a while." The center of the main room is watered every day, and it is guaranteed to give birth to a litter in ten and a half months."

Chang Sheng said: "That won't work. It takes half a month to water once. If you water every day, you will die every three days."

He seemed to have thought of something, and suddenly stretched out his muddy hand in front of Wei Shuyou.

Wei Shuyou: "?"

Chang Sheng said: "What about you, did you bring me a gift back?"

When it comes to presents, Wei Shuyou suddenly feels dizzy.

During the two years when he was fighting in Sanganhe, every three to five months he would send people back to his home to bring Changsheng some interesting things, sometimes local specialties, sometimes small It's a kid's thing, he wanted to come back to see Changsheng in person during the Chinese New Year last year, but Xisha was so noisy at that time, he really didn't have time to do it again, so he sent someone back with a big gift.

The person who heard the rumor said that Chang Sheng would carefully put away the gifts he sent every time, and then wait for his next gift.

When he finally came back today, of course he had to bring his things, otherwise he would have to start making funeral arrangements for himself.

He wanted to tease Chang Sheng, just like when the old prince was angry with him when he was a child, he stroked his forehead in a pretentious manner, and said in pretended surprise: "Hey, I'm too anxious to come back this time, so I forgot about it. Won't I replenish you later?"

Unexpectedly, Chang Sheng didn't pay much attention to it, just waved his hand, and said: "Forget it, it's fine if people come back, gifts or not, they are all external things, it's meaningless."

Wei Shuyou was a bit unaccustomed to his 'sensible' appearance, seeing Chang Sheng go away for a while, then came back, handed a wooden comb in front of him, and said casually: "Didn't you want to comb my hair?"

Wei Shuyou said dumbfoundedly: "You don't even ask me if I'm tired or hungry after the journey, you little heartless thing."

While cursing, he pressed Chang Sheng on the chair and began to fix his loose black hair.

Chang Sheng has been in excellent shape since he was a child, and it has become more prominent in the past ten years.

He already had a bit of a woman's femininity, but it was not so obvious. His skin was delicate and fair, and he always looked indifferent. Coupled with the clothes of the Han people, he looked even more gentle and jade-like.

But only Wei Shuyou and the servants of the palace knew that this man, who was always gentle on the surface, actually had a lot of the same vibes as Wei Shuyou in his bones.

It was not so obvious in the past few years. Everyone felt that the child brought back by the little prince was not talkative, and would always sit by the pond in the backyard in a daze all day long, often sitting alone for most of the day.

At that time, the old prince was still alive, and he always teased him with funny cats and dogs, but the kid didn't laugh, and the anxious old prince went around with a bunch of servants.

After a long time, maybe more than half a year, Wei Shuyou once entered Changsheng's room. The old prince had just returned from the front line, and he had no time to take off his armor, so he took the big guys and hid in a nearby room. Staring around the corner.

Not long after, the entire mansion heard a loud cry coming from his room at that moment, and everyone saw that the old prince sighed as if he was relieved, said nothing, and dragged on. He walked away with a slightly half-bent waist.

That time, Wei Shuyou stayed with him in Changsheng's room for a day and a night, and when he came out again, the child started talking for the first time.

After more than half a year, Changsheng's personality became more and more cheerful, and he often got into troubles with the generals in the mansion. Once he accidentally broke a vase that the old prince loved most, and the old prince again Feeling sorry for Chang Sheng, he couldn't bear to beat him, so he beat Wei Shuyou to vent his anger.

Pity him in his twenties, and he was chased all over the yard by his own father with a big knife. He was laughed at by Uncle Zhong and a group of generals who passed by for a long time. In the end, Wei Shuyou was so angry that he ran to the Changsheng room in the middle of the night She scolded her at the door, but Chang Sheng poured cold water out of her, so Wei Shuyou closed her mouth and rolled back to sleep.

In fact, if it is Wei Shuyou who loves Chang Sheng the most, it is better to say it is the old prince.

When Changsheng practiced martial arts for the first time, it was the old prince who taught him himself.

The old prince is good at wielding knives. As long as he is not stationed at Sanganhe on weekdays, he will always come back to teach Chang Sheng how to practice knives when he has time. But it is not so convenient later, so he handed over the matter to Lao Huang.

Don't look at the simple and honest look on Lao Huang's face, in his sixties he always looks like he's going to belch tomorrow, but he's actually quite powerful, even better than the famous swordsman Yan Jidao, otherwise he wouldn't have been killed by Lao Huang. The prince arranged for Wei Shuyou to accompany him all the way to Jiuyi Mountain since he was seven or eight years old.

Over the years, Chang Sheng has basically learned all his skills from Lao Huang. In the past, he may have been overly spoiled by the old prince and Wei Shuyou, so that the whole person became a little greedy and lazy, and he was very lazy in learning things. Yes, it was the two years after Wei Shuyou left that Chang Sheng finally came to his senses, and felt that he could no longer be so warm and lustful——

After all, he is different from others. He is burdened with the hatred of his family and country and 10,000+ bright red lives. Those heroic souls who have passed away will never let him down for a day. It's just that he knows how to hide these things these years, but he doesn't It means he forgot about it.

The satin-like hair in his hand passed Wei Shuyou's callused palms, as in countless days before, after combing his hair, Chang Sheng asked: "Brother, are you tired?"

Wei Shuyou was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing, knocked the wooden comb in her hand on the table, and said, "An afterthought, are you tired?"

Chang Sheng said: "Brother, don't you blame me for not writing to you in the past few months?"

Wei Shuyou put one leg on the stool, raised her eyebrows and stared at him, "Tell me?"

Changsheng's black hair was tied high, his neck was long and thin, and his face was hard to distinguish between male and female. He put away his usual hippie smile and said seriously: "Brother was so sick at the front line, as a junior, I couldn't It is really unfilial to share one or two pains for the brother-in-law. These days, I have never regretted that I should have gone to Sanganhe with my brother. If I was by my side to take care of him, I must..."

"Presumably what?" Wei Shuyou interrupted him, and said cheaply: "Do you think you are a genius doctor? You will only make me sicker if you stay by my side! It's like dragging oil, and I don't think it's enough to add trouble to me. "

Chang Sheng said: "Even if I can't heal my elder brother, it's better to be by my side than to enjoy peace alone in the mansion."

Wei Shuyou waved her hand and asked, "So why haven't you written to me these past few months?"

Chang Sheng sighed, and said with a rare seriousness: "It's just that I'm angry at myself for being unfilial."

Wei Shuyou laughed loudly, she was in a good mood, and said with a radiant look, "It's fine if you have this kind of filial piety, I don't blame you."

Chang Sheng was still about to say something, but the door was suddenly pushed open, and it was old man Li from the kitchen who came in with a bowl of noodles, and said with a smile, "Young Master Yu ordered us to make it for the lord in advance, just out of the pot, the lord eats first. "

Wei Shuyou glanced at Chang Sheng suspiciously, and asked, "When did you notify the kitchen?"

Chang Sheng said triumphantly: "I already knew that brother would sneak back to see me first, so I ordered it before you came."

Wei Shuyou nodded in satisfaction, and praised: "Good boy."

Old man Li said: "My lord, the steward ordered us to prepare the food and wine for the soldiers. When do you think the banquet will start?"

Wei Shuyou said: "Don't worry, wait until they all arrive... Uncle Zhong doesn't know that I'm back first, I'll go out and say hello to him later."

When old man Li retreated, Wei Shuyou wolfed down a bowl of noodles, even drank the noodle soup without leaving a drop, it seemed that she was really hungry.

Chang Sheng handed him a handkerchief, and when he stretched out his hand, Wei Shuyou suddenly squeezed his wrist.

A stabbing pain came, Chang Sheng took a breath, and then pulled out his hand, a pattern like a bloody sharp knife appeared on the white skin of his wrist——

I don't know what Wei Shuyou used to stab it.

Under the pattern, there is a small "Wei" character.

Chang Sheng was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help laughing in a low voice—that was the brand mark of the blood alliance guards under King Wu Lie.

"A gift for you." Wei Shuyou said casually, "Don't say that I've lost you, you bastard."

Chang Sheng understood what he meant——

From now on, when you go to battle to kill the enemy, he will be where your brother is.

But all of a sudden, for some reason, Chang Sheng felt that this felt a little familiar.

An old scene flashed through his mind in a hurry, but he deliberately ignored it.

ten years.

The crappy workmanship engraved with his name has been sealed in a dusty wooden box over time, and even with his memories, he has never looked at it again these years.