I'm still so majestic

The voice sounded unusually familiar.

Yan Ji turned around and saw a familiar person, Fu Zhihuai.

Compared with the young master of the prime minister's mansion in Yanji's original memory and the fox-like Fu prime minister many years later, Fu Zhihuai's current appearance can be described as a mess. His brocade clothes are stained with mud and ragged, and his face is black and white. He looked at them pitifully, staring at the paper bag containing the peach cake with burning eyes.

Yan Ji raised his eyebrows, reached out and handed over the paper bag, Fu Zhihuai took it over and thanked him reservedly, the two swallowed the pastry, and continued to look at them pitifully.

"Not enough?" Yan Ji laughed, "How did the young master of the Prime Minister's family become like this?"

Hearing what Yan Ji called him, Fu Zhihuai was taken aback for a moment, turned around and ran away after realizing it, Yan Ji snorted: "Grab him."

He Ji quickly pulled Fu Zhihuai back, but the latter was restrained and dishonest, and turned his head to glare at He Ji.The instigator, Yan Ji, rubbed his chin, feeling that he finally knew the source of the discord between He Ji and Fu Zhihuai.

Fu Zhihuai struggled for a while, and finally recognized the situation: "It's useless for you to send me back, I don't want to, no one can stand it."

Oh wow.

Yan Ji felt that Fu Zhihuai must have brought her such a brat in the past.

He laughed and shook the paper bag: "You must not be full with the pastry just now, do you want more?"

Fu Zhihuai hesitated between integrity and fullness, and nodded decisively: "Yes."

Yan Ji nodded, He Ji let go, and bought another pack of peach blossom cakes.

During his visit, Fu Zhihuai didn't try to escape. His biggest advantage is his ability to understand current affairs and have a thick skin. He has been like this since he was a child.

Fu Zhihuai sat on the steps with them in his arms and ate the peach blossom cake. He was obviously very hungry, and the messy eating would become a black history in a minute. Yanji watched from the side, and asked for tea from the teahouse and handed it over to watch him eat. After almost speaking, he opened his mouth slowly: "Tell me, why did you run away from home? It's not good to be a child."

"It's not playing with a child's temper." Fu Zhihuai was dissatisfied, and he was full of confidence when he was full, "I'm not happy in the prime minister's mansion, can't I go out for a walk?"

Yan Ji took a cool look: "Oh."

"..." Fu Zhihuai looked at him for a moment, was discouraged, bowed his head in silence for a while, and said in a low voice, "I always feel a little inferior."

This is not like Fu Zhihuai.

Yan Ji did not speak, and made a gesture of listening. Fu Zhihuai glanced at him secretly, inexplicably feeling that there is nothing to be embarrassed about saying to this person, and continued: "The five generations of the ancestors of the Fu family are also great heroes. It's even more so when it comes to my father, the young man followed the emperor to secure the throne, his talent is amazing, and the world praises him."

He was a little depressed: "Actually, I also feel that I am useless. I can't do that well, or I can say it is very bad... Others say that I am smart on the surface because of the power of the prime minister's mansion, but I know that everyone is in it. Tell me behind my back that I'm a dandy and useless."

During the years when Yan Ji and him were Miyagi Ten Thousand Sorrows, people often talked about him as a playboy behind his back. At that time, Fu Zhihuai's face was initially formed, and he was just laughing when he was heartless. Yan Ji always thought that he didn't care. Unexpectedly, his care has always been in a place that others can't see.

He defended his shortcomings: "Don't listen to their nonsense, how could you be worthless? At least you are better looking than them!"

Fu Zhihuai: "..."

Not comforted at all.

After Yan Ji finished speaking, he also felt that it was inappropriate, but he and Fu Zhihuai had hurt each other for so many years, and he could talk about each other's shortcomings without thinking about it.

Fu Zhihuai pursed his lips and smiled: "It's okay, it's pretty good."

"..." Yan Ji felt guilty, thought for a while, and opened his mouth, "You can't think like this. At your age, you can already compose poems and make fuss. You remember that Fu Chengxiang was full of glory following the late emperor, but you Think about it, when did he become famous for being amazing and brilliant?"

"The year of reaching the crown."

"That's five years after you, how do you know that you won't be better than him five years from now?"

Fu Zhihuai frowned and thought about his words.

Yan Ji followed suit and said: "And let me tell you a secret, I heard from my father that Fu Xiang was also called a dandy at your age, and he was worse than you. He didn't even know how to write poems at that time, and he played with General He all day long. Qi Taifu, everyone feels that he will not be lucky in the future."

Fu Zhihuai didn't believe it: "How did your father know?"

"I forgot to introduce you, he is He Ji." Yan Ji pointed to He Ji, then pointed to himself, "My name is Yan Ji."

"Of course I know he is He Ji. He has been bad since he was a child, and it doesn't matter how serious he is. As for you, Yan Ji...wait." Fu Zhihuai opened his eyes wide, "Little prince, you also ran away from home?!"

"...I just came out and looked around."

Fu Zhihuai was not interested in whether he ran away from home, so he lowered his voice: "Then what you said before, is it true?"

Of course it's fake.

Yan Ji rubbed his nose, feeling at ease to lie to the child: "Of course it's true."

Fu Zhihuai's eyes lit up instantly: "Then do you believe that I will be as good as my father in the future?"

Yan Ji met his eyes and said seriously: "You will be better than him."

Fu Zhihuai could feel the sincerity of what he said. He looked at Yan Ji with bright eyes: "Okay... I will remember."

Yan Ji nodded: "So you'd better go home, and don't come back after running away from home, otherwise, when you get on the phase in the future, someone will say to your child - don't look at how good Fu Xiang is now , Back then, I actually did such a stupid thing as running away from home."

"..." Fu Zhihuai looked at him awkwardly: "Don't mention this matter, I just came out to take a look, I didn't run away from home...I will go back tonight."

After a pause, he said again: "I will become very good, really."

At that time, the young man's face was immature, but he had a pair of clear, open and fearless eyes.

Yan Ji's eyes softened, and he smiled slightly: "Of course I believe you."

After the words fell, Fu Zhihuai laughed contentedly, and He Ji looked a little unhappy at the side, and snorted in a daze, and the person targeted looked over with dissatisfaction.Seeing that they were about to start bickering again, or that Fu Zhihuai was unilaterally angry, Yan Ji hurriedly turned away: "Are you full?"

Fu Zhihuai rubbed his stomach, pitifully: "Not yet, but I don't want to eat peach cake, I want to eat something else."

Yan Ji nodded: "Then you and He Ji go to the shop to have a look, and buy whatever you want, I... He Ji is rich."

Fu Zhihuai really wanted to say who wanted him to buy it, but his stomach rang out inappropriately. He Ji sneered, and turned around before Fu Zhihuai was about to scold him: "Stop staring, let's go."

Fu Zhihuai pursed his lips, but still followed. The two walked forward one after the other, looking exactly the same as many years later.

Yan Ji looked at it, feeling very nostalgic, the corners of his mouth pulled up unconsciously, and just about to sit back, he felt a line of sight cast from the side, he subconsciously looked over, and the moment he saw clearly the owner of the line of sight, his heart beat uncontrollably stand up.

Sitting on the steps over there was a boy dressed in commoner clothes, his face was soft and light in the warm sunlight, Yan Ji looked at him, and suddenly remembered that when he saw Xie Wenzhuo in Xuanjing Palace, the latter was dressed in white and relaxed. When he stepped forward and looked up, his eyebrows and eyes were exactly the same as the boy in front of him.

It was the young and immature Xie Wenzhuo that Yan Ji had never seen before.

Yan Ji couldn't hold back his idiot's heart, got up and walked to sit next to Xie Wenzhuo, seeing that he didn't object, he smiled and said, "Hello, I'm Yan Ji, what's your name?"

Xie Wenzhuo glanced at him, and answered irrelevantly: "How can I feel happy?"

Yan Ji was taken aback.

Xie Wenzhuo turned his face away, he was still at an innocent age, but his eyes had vicissitudes that could not be explained clearly.

His tone was flat: "I met those two people just now, they were obviously suffering from inner pain, but after being with you, they seemed to become very happy, and you were always smiling... But why, I always can't understand What about the taste of happiness?"

Yan Ji's throat was a little dry.

Xie Wenzhuo looked at him: "Actually, I envy that person just now. He feels sad, but at least he still has a home to return to, but I don't have a home."

I have no home.

For the first time, Yan Ji discovered that he could actually love someone so much.

Look at each other in silence.

At this time, He Ji and Fu Zhihuai came back with two big bags of pastries. Seeing Xie Wenzhuo, Fu Zhihuai was a little curious: "Huh? Who is this?"

Xie Wenzhuo's voice was calm: "Xie Wenzhuo, my name."

Fu Zhihuai nodded, looking not very concerned, and looked at Yanji again.Yan Ji looked at Xie Wenzhuo, and said for a while, "You want to know how to feel happy, right?"

Xie Wenzhuo looked at him quietly.

Yan Ji stood up, stretched out his hand, and smiled brightly: "Then come with me, just for this day, it won't delay you too long, how about it?"

The person being questioned looked at his hand in silence for a long time, raised his head and said hello earnestly, then solemnly stretched out his hand, and gently landed on Yan Ji's palm.

He Ji didn't feel much about the people who appeared suddenly, maybe because he was used to it, Fu Zhihuai couldn't stand Xie Wenzhuo's paralyzed face and lifeless look, but there was nothing he could do.

But children of this age don't feel awkward getting along with each other. Soon, Fu Zhihuai has no opinion, and occasionally he will take the initiative to talk to Xie Wenzhuo, and even bicker with He Ji, which is quite lively.

Yan Ji took them to many places, but they just walked aimlessly and stopped when they saw places they liked.

The capital city is indeed a good place. The scenery of Baidi and green willows is elegant. From time to time, you can see some jugglers. There are sugar sellers beside the jugglers. When they come, they hold them in their hands. When they are reluctant to eat, they just look at them and buy a bunch of them by the way. Candied haws satisfy hunger.

Xie Wenzhuo looked down at the little monk sugar figurine in his hand in a daze, Yan Ji held up the candied haws and approached him: "Come, take a bite, it's delicious."

Xie Wenzhuo glanced at him, did not refuse, and lowered his head to take a bite.

"what about the taste?"

"A bit sour, but delicious."

"That's natural."

Yan Ji smiled with his eyes bent, and Fu Zhihuai noticed the movement on their side, and rushed over, "I want candied haws too."

There were very few bunches of candied haws, and the four of them quickly divided them up. After eating, Yan Ji threw the wooden sticks away and led them to move on.

There are more fun and interesting things to see in the back. Yan Ji laughed and quarreled with them, regardless of whether it was good or not, and climbed up the tower together. After they came down, it was almost dusk. They walked back slowly, and halfway through, Fu Zhihuai watched with sharp eyes. Seeing someone selling mahogany branches, he pointed, "Is that a mahogany branch?"

The peach wood seller saw them and came over: "Do you want to buy some, my lord?"

Yan Ji took a look, the peach tree branches were really good, and there were only a few left, so he bought them all and asked the girl to go home early, and then distributed the peach branches in his hand to them: "Take it, I will weave the peach wood branches for you later." ring."

"it is good."

It happened to be dusk when I went back to the entrance of the original alley, and the sun was shining everywhere, giving it a quiet and luxurious beauty.Yan Ji sat down with them under the willow tree on the bank of the white bridge, and began to weave peachwood rings.

It is easy to get sleepy at this age, Fu Zhihuai and He Ji were also tired this day, and they lay down under the tree not long after sitting, only Xie Wenzhuo was still watching Yan Ji motionlessly, Yan Ji didn't feel anything, and quickly After compiling the first two, I gave them to He Ji and Fu Zhihuai first. He Ji smiled and thanked Fu Zhihuai. Fu Zhihuai was pleasantly surprised: "Give it to me? It looks good!"

They carefully put it on their wrists, as if they were broken.

Yan Ji nodded with a smile, and started to make up the last one. He deliberately slowed down, and Xie Wenzhuo was not in a hurry, just engraving him quietly.

There was a gentle breeze behind them, and the surrounding sounds gradually faded away. He Ji and Fu Zhihuai were extremely tired, and at some point they closed their eyes and fell asleep quietly, and the sky gradually darkened.

Yan Ji finished weaving the last mahogany ring.

He waved to Xie Wenzhuo, and put the mahogany ring on him himself: "It's really good, do you like it?"

Xie Wenzhuo lowered his eyes: "I like it very much...Thank you."

Yan Ji smiled, looked back at Fu Zhihuai and He Ji who were already asleep, sat quietly with Xie Wenzhuo for a long time, and stood up when the night behind them was completely covered.

Xie Wenzhuo raised his head, his eyes were still calm: "Are you leaving?"

I have to go.

Yan Ji's fingers brushed lightly over his heart, the pain in this place has been aching half an hour ago, and gradually became more intense, until he was about to suffocate.This feeling is very familiar to Yan Ji, once his heart ached like this, what he greeted was death and rebirth again.

And the pain now clearly told him that he had reached a critical point. Although he didn't know why this rebirth was only for one day, Yan Ji didn't want Xie Wenzhuo to watch him die again no matter what.

Yan Ji raised his eyes and smiled, pretending to be relaxed: "I said before that it will only delay you for one day, this is not a lie."

Xie Wenzhuo fell silent.

"Remember to go back early." Yan Ji waved to him, turned around and walked up the white bridge, Xie Wenzhuo didn't move, stood below and followed him carefully, when the man was about to walk to the end of the bridge, he finally couldn't bear it He kept calling his name: "Yan Ji."

The person above stopped, and looked over with those beautiful peach blossom eyes.

He walked up and stood in front of Yanji, his expression was not as calm as before: "... When will I see you again?"

He asked very seriously, and the persistence in his eyes was clear at a glance. Yan Ji looked at him, and slowly pulled out a perfect smile from the corner of his mouth, and said, "Xie Wenzhuo, since you have caught up, then I will take it as your approval." Some things, so you must remember them later.”

"Ah."

"You have to remember that in the future you will use five years to make yourself better than anyone else, and then return to Beijing and enter the imperial city to become the emperor's master. At that time, you will live in the Xuanjing Palace, where there is someone Waiting for you, he may forget some things, even don’t remember seeing you, but you must treat him well, because he will love you very much, and then give you a home.”

Love and home.

Xie Wenzhuo's eyes instantly burst into soft light, which was more beautiful than all the fireworks Yanji had seen before, and said in a deep voice, "Okay."

Yan Ji smiled, raised his head and kissed Xie Wenzhuo's cheek lightly, turned around and went up to the white bridge again, this time Xie Wenzhuo didn't call him again, and looked at him for a long time after his figure disappeared, gently stroking his fingers Where Yan Ji kissed, the firmness in his eyes grew stronger.

He lowered his head and looked at the mahogany ring on his wrist.

Family.

Yan Ji.

Xie Wenzhuo thought, this name, he might never forget it in his life.

……

Behind the white bridge is a lush bamboo forest.

When Yan Ji stumbled and approached the bamboo forest, his eyes became blurred, and the dull pain in his heart became more and more serious. When he walked deep, it reached the peak completely. The sudden pain made Yan Ji unbearable and fell down, lying on the cold ground He took a deep breath, and a heavy shadow slowly spread up in front of his eyes.

He knew time was up.

Even if you don't want to, there is nothing you can do.

Yan Ji smiled bitterly, the feeling of suffocation in his heart surged again, his eyes were also covered by darkness, he felt a steady stream of strength draining from his body, and his consciousness was so blurred that he couldn't even see the gentle eyes that were left in his mind at last. Not sure.

He closes his eyes and waits for the darkness,

But before the consciousness completely dissipated, he heard a question in a calm tone.

——"Do you feel happy?"