I heard that the bamboo horse has a crush on me

On a cold night, there was a dead silence all around.

In the world, only the rustling of snowflakes falling on the bamboo leaves is like the weak cry of a baby.

Shen Bi took out a white and clean porcelain bottle from his bosom, and the body of the bottle was still warm.This was what he got after months of begging from Doctor Yu.

He rubbed the warm porcelain bottle, his eyes were bright and cold in the dark night.

If all the pain and suffering can be ended in a bottle of medicine, why hesitate?

Nothing to hesitate.

The new wind entered the window, and the dancing candle on the bedside struggled for a while before quietly extinguishing.The porcelain bottle fell to the ground, and the crisp sound of breaking alarmed Fu Bo outside the door.

"It's not good! The young master has taken poison! Come quickly!"

The exclamation was shrill and sharp, like snowflakes all over the sky, and soon, it covered every corner of Shen's residence...

The snow has been falling, boundless.

Amidst the flying snow waves, a thick ink can be vaguely discerned, walking alone along the steep stone steps of Xianglu Peak.

Ji Beicheng tapped his toes lightly, like a bird flying over its wings.But in a moment, people have reached the foot of the mountain.He held the red plums that were burning in his arms, and there was a smile that broke the ice and melted the snow on his lips.

The plum blossoms on Xianglu Peak are really fragrant. My aunt will definitely smile when she sees this flower!

When he stepped into the courtyard with plum blossoms in his arms, the woman who had been depressed all day leaned against the door and wept again.Fine flakes of snow covered her hair, but she didn't notice it, she just stared at the sky obsessively.

Ji Beicheng shook off his white body, and called out, "Auntie."

Ji Yunyan quickly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and smiled at him: "Are you back? Where are you going again? This snow is all over your body... Hurry up and get warm in the house."

"The plum blossoms on Xianglu Peak are blooming, and my nephew knew that my aunt liked it, so I went to pick some." He handed the red plum blossoms to Ji Yunyan.

Unexpectedly, Ji Yunyan's expression froze, and he tightened his fingers, "Beicheng, don't go again!"

It was not the first time for Ji Beicheng to go up the mountain, let alone the first time to go up the mountain in the snow. Ji Yunyan had never had such an extreme reaction before.

His eyelids twitched and he felt a little flustered, "Auntie, what happened? Why are you crying?" He closed the door to isolate the flying snow from the sky, and looked up at the woman with trembling shoulders.

"I'm just...bewitched by the snow, it doesn't matter."

"Auntie, don't lie to me! Could it be because of him again?" At the time he was still young and inexperienced, but now he is eighteen.After so many years, I can more or less guess why my aunt never married?Why do you always cry secretly in the direction of the capital? "He doesn't like you, why do you still like him? Wouldn't it be better if someone else likes you?"

He thought Ji Yunyan thought of that person again, that's why he was so sad.

Ji Yunyan is not surprised when the child grows up and understands the love-hate entanglement in this troubled world.She just didn't expect that Ji Beicheng would say it so blatantly, without leaving a single step.

Ji Yunyan's cheeks were slightly hot, "No...it's not because of this."

She put a branch of red plum into a snow-white porcelain vase.

Charcoal was burning in the room, and the snow on the pistils melted in a short time, and each one, crystal clear like teardrops, fell on the hands, bone-chillingly cold, "Beicheng, your father wrote, saying... the young master of Brother Shen's family did not It's gone." She lowered her head and sobbed softly, her voice dark.

A gust of cold wind penetrated into his chest, Ji Beicheng shivered coldly, opened his mouth, and asked after a while, "Brother Shen that my aunt said...is it General Shen Qiuhong?"

Ji Yunyan nodded tearfully, "Chen Bi... disappeared half a month ago..."

"What does it mean that Shen Bi is gone?" Ji Beicheng raised his eyes and fixedly looked at Ji Yunyan, hoping that she could give a different explanation for these four words, at least not the meaning he understood.

"To die is to die."

The wind poured in from the collar and cuffs, and it was extremely cold.Ji Beicheng leaned against the charcoal stove until Ji Yunyan grabbed him, "Beicheng, be careful of the charcoal fire!"

Ji Beicheng's gaze passed Ji Yunyan and landed on the bottle of red plums in a daze.

A plum blossom fell from the branch, and a piece of blood red fell out on the table, with little flame-like red calyx shining into the eyes, so gorgeous that it made people cry.

Ji Beicheng murmured softly.

"Auntie, the flowers have fallen."

It has not yet bloomed, but it has fallen.

Ji Beicheng had a very strange dream.

He dreamed that he was standing under a plum tree with strong branches, and there were red plums with double petals blooming on the tree, one by one, and before he could count how many there were, the plum blossoms fell to the ground one after another, scattered on the ground. In the mud, the sound was like a drum.

"Beicheng, wake up! Beicheng! Beicheng!"

An anxious call pulled Ji Beicheng out of the terrifying falling sound.

Ji Yunyan was sitting by the bed with ginger soup, her eyebrows frowned, "You have a fever. I asked someone to cook ginger soup, drink it first, to drive away the cold."

Ji Beicheng took the bowl and drank the spicy ginger soup down to the last drop.When he put down the bowl, Zhuang Ruo casually said, "Auntie, I just had a dream, and I dreamed that A Bi died..." He looked at Ji Yunyan and smiled softly, "If he knows that I cursed him like that, Make a fuss with me."

Ji Yunyan's face was full of sadness, he hesitated to speak, and finally said, "Beicheng, that's not a dream." She sighed softly, "That child Abi... really left."

After drinking ginger soup just now, his slightly blood-colored face gradually turned pale again, Ji Beicheng turned around slowly, and retracted into the quilt again.

This disease is from the beginning of winter to the beginning of spring.

Ji Yunyan always thought that he and Shen Bi were just ordinary friends who couldn't be more ordinary, and they even had some quarrels with each other.Even though the two families are family friends, even though she brought Ji Beicheng and lived in the Shen Mansion for half a year, Shen Bi didn't like her, and she didn't even like Ji Beicheng, she knew it.

She also knew that Ji Beicheng liked Shen Bi very much. During the half a year in Shen's residence, he suffered all kinds of difficulties and even bullying from Shen Bi, but he never complained in front of her.

On the day of Shangyuan Festival, Ji Beicheng was in good spirits, and he got up early in the morning to make lanterns.

Ji Yunyan took the brush and ink, and sat down beside him, "What lamp surface do you want to draw? Auntie will help you!"

Ji Beicheng didn't say yes or no, he just said: "This lamp is for Ah Bi."

Ji Yunyan understood. Seeing several wounds on his fingers scratched by the bamboo sticks, bloodshot, he said distressedly, "Beicheng, people cannot be resurrected after death, so you have to mourn."

The movements in Ji Beicheng's hands suddenly froze, and just when Ji Yunyan couldn't help but want to speak, he nodded with his usual expression, "I'm fine."

"You have a good relationship with A Bi?" She really didn't expect that Ji Beicheng would be so sad when Shen Bi passed away.

Ji Beicheng shook his head, "He doesn't like me, and he doesn't want to talk to me. He always annoys me when he sees me..." Recalling those past events, there was still no repulsion or unwelcome grievance on his face. With incomprehensible distress, "I know...he's not doing well." He lowered his head and said softly, "Fortunately, he won't have to suffer anymore."

Ji Yunyan was stunned.

She also heard about Shen Bi's matter, but she should not care about these matters, so she just pretended not to know. "The rumors may not be true, even if they are true...Your Uncle Shen is also for Shen Bi's good."

It's not rumors, the servants of the Zhongyihou's Mansion are tighter than the city gate after the curfew, so what gossip is spreading?Those are what he saw with his own eyes and heard with his own ears.

From morning to night, there was a circle of lanterns, large and small, around him, and Ji Yunyan lit them, no more, no less, sixteen.

If Shen Bi hadn't died, he would be 16 years old this year.

Ji Beicheng hung the lanterns under the eaves one by one, and the rounds of warm yellow broke through the darkness of the courtyard.

Looking at those blank lamp surfaces, Ji Yunyan suddenly understood.What he wants to give Shen Bi is not a lantern, but a light that can dispel the darkness and bring hope.

The quietness in the yard is in sharp contrast to the hustle and bustle outside.Ji Yunyan's voice broke the silence, "Abi must be very happy to have you as a friend!"

He is not happy.Ji Beicheng said silently in his heart.

"During this period, my aunt was worried. Originally, my father asked me to take care of you, but I didn't expect that you would worry about your nephew even when you were sick."

Ji Yunyan patted him on the shoulder, "This is an old problem of mine. When the weather gets warmer, it will heal naturally. You don't have to blame yourself. I spend the Spring Festival alone every year. This year, if you can come to accompany me, I will Already very happy."

"Father misses you very much, and he hopes that I can take you home."

Ji Yunyan shook his head, "I don't want to go back to the southwest, it's pretty good here, and it's close to the capital. In Beicheng, you have excellent martial arts skills and military strategies, but my brother hopes that you can become an official in the court and stop living like him. Life on the military battlefield. Since the elder brother sent you to Changsong Academy, you should study hard, and this is your mother's only wish before she died."

When Ji Beicheng was one year old, his mother Yanshi passed away due to illness, and Ji's family was just such a single seedling.At that time, the Shen family had just had an accident, and after she heard about it, she was always anxious. Before she died, she held her breath and refused to close her eyes until Ji Mu promised to protect Ji Beicheng's life and never let his son inherit his father's career. Shi closed his eyes.

After the beginning of spring, Ji Beicheng resigned from Ji Yunyan and returned to Changsong Academy.

The prosperity of the capital is the same as it was back then, and even the plaque of the Hou Mansion is the same as before.Ji Beicheng stopped in front of the Hou's Mansion for a long time, and when he turned to leave, the gate of the Hou's Mansion opened.