Fast travel: the 101st be

【One】

The firewood door in the backyard opened, and the clear fragrance of white plums rushed towards her face. The thin Cheng Yuan hid behind the woman, making movements that countless little beggars who have suffered from the cold eyes of the world would do.

Mrs. Ling took his dirty hand and said gently, "Don't be afraid, only A Ye and I live in this yard. He is my son, one year older than you, and he is also very good."

If you are one year older, you won't be defeated in a real fight.

That's what he thought before seeing Lingye.

However, the fact is that Ling Ye, who is one year older than him, is two heads taller than him, and he is like carrying a chick. At that time, Cheng Yuan knew that it was too slow to grow up to be like him at the age of nine, and it was too slow for him to grow up at the age of ten. Like Cheng Lingye, it is considered too fast.

At that time, Lingye was sitting on a stone pier in the middle of the yard, seemingly treating his wound.

Madam Ling didn't ask much, "Are you fighting with them again?"

Lingye hummed, and casually glanced at the little one beside his mother.

Dirty and messy, but a pair of clean eyes are big and bright.

Mrs. Ling sat down in front of Ling Ye, and seemed to sigh, "Thank you, Ye Ye."

"Who is he?"

"The ones I saw on the road were almost frozen to death on the side of the road. It's so cold, it looks so pitiful."

Lingye seemed to be smiling, "We can't even eat enough."

Cheng Yuan was silent, looking at Lingye all the time, he suddenly felt that not only could he not beat Lingye in terms of height and physical fitness, but maybe his precocious self-righteousness might also be like a small skill in front of Lingye.

His conversation with Mrs. Ling made him look like a pillar, the kind that can support a family, but he is only ten years old.

Madam Ling pulled Cheng Yuan to her, "I'm so young, I can't eat much, I just sleep with you at night."

Lingye didn't say much, her mother has always been kind, before coming here, she was a believer who ate fast and recited Buddha's name when she was at her home in the frontier.

Madam Ling pushed Cheng Yuan towards Lingye as if asking for advice, Cheng Yuan made his eyes look as big and round as possible, making them look more pitiful.

Along the way, he relied on such a pair of innocent big eyes to pretend to be little Bailian to gain sympathy and get some food so as not to starve to death.

But this time it doesn't seem to work. Lingye's sharp eyes made him uncomfortable, he must have seen it, he must have seen that he is not as clean as he looks on the surface.

Cheng Yuan didn't know where that intuition came from, but Lingye's eyes told him that you had nowhere to hide, and he didn't understand why adults couldn't see that you would be killed by someone who was one year older than him. Children can see, maybe they are all children?

After a long time, Lingye casually looked away, "Got it."

He pulled Cheng Yuan to him, "Brother Ye, follow me from now on."

It sounded like he was trying to cover him up, but the tone was like accepting a troublesome burden.

【two】

Cheng Yuan became Lingye's follower, he knew why Lingye fought.

Lingye was the proton. At that time, his father was not yet the king of Yan, but a prominent general stationed at the frontier.

On the surface, Mausoleum received a lot of preferential treatment, such as studying with the princes of the Yan Kingdom, such as always being arranged in the place closest to the King of Yan during festivals.

But the people below know very well that the matter of less rice, less food and less charcoal has never stopped, and King Yan always turns a blind eye, or maybe this is the instruction of King Yan.

So Lingye has lived here as it is now. The courtyard dedicated to rewards now looks like a barren garden, but the white plum blossoms in the east of the courtyard are in full bloom every year.

The princes didn't want to see this proton who was five or six years younger than them but about as tall as them, and smarter than them, even though Lingye had carefully concealed his edge.

Cheng Yuan thought, it's because the group of idiots are so useless.

Cheng Yuan, as a schoolboy in Lingye, naturally had to look coldly and bully him.

【three】

Beside the stream, Cheng Yuan crouched beside Ling Ye, watching Ling Ye wash the clothes for the princes.

He didn't understand why Lingye agreed.

Sometimes Lingye would fight with them, sometimes he would let them bully him, and he would even agree to some unreasonable demands from them.

"I don't want to fight recently." Lingye said so.

Cheng Yuan turned his head to look at him, and found that Lingye, who was forced to do what slaves did, didn't have any humiliation on his face, as if he didn't care about anything.

Cheng Yuan stretched out his hand, as if to help him.

Ling Ye didn't say much.

It's just that the water is so cold, and Cheng Yuan's hands are already cracked, which is especially shocking to watch at this moment.

He didn't feel anything, but Lingye pulled him to his side, "Squat down, don't move."

"I will." Cheng Yuan said timidly, he was very afraid that Ling Ye would treat him as a burden, he finally found a temporary shelter, and he didn't want to be kicked out so early.

"Blood, you can't wash it off," Lingye said.

"Ok?"

"It got on their clothes and couldn't be washed off," Lingye said again.

Cheng Yuan realized that his hand was bleeding again, and for some reason, he subconsciously hid his hand.

[Four]

The princes got worse after eating some sweets. Lingye, as always, occasionally fought with them, and occasionally promised to do things for them.

Cheng Yuan suffered a lot with Lingye, Lingye could bear it, but he couldn't, he thought, they were just a bunch of brainless dandies, so there was nothing to be afraid of.

【Fives】

A major incident happened in the imperial city recently. During winter hunting, the horses of several princes suddenly went berserk in the hunting ground. Several princes were almost trampled to death by their own horses and suffered serious injuries.

At that time, King Yan had already lost a lot of popular support, so most of the folk tales were self-inflicted, ominous signs and the like.

When Cheng Yuan went out to buy vegetables for Mrs. Ling, he couldn't help secretly delighting when he heard these things.

He never thought that Lingye would be the first person to see through him.

"Is it you?" Lingye asked bluntly.

Cheng Yuan was reluctant to admit it at first, but Ling Ye directly revealed his method of committing the crime, "What did you add to their clothes?"

Cheng Yuan lowered his head and pursed his lips.

"Chong Erxiang? Where did it come from?"

Cheng Yuan continued to pretend innocent.

Ling Ye was actually not fierce at all, and his tone was the same as usual, but Cheng Yuan was flustered for no reason, he could always see through many things in his mind.

Lingye stared at him for a while, then pulled him to him, "Don't think that others are stupid."

Cheng Yuan refused to admit it even to death, Ling Ye didn't say anything more after saying this, and took Cheng Yuan's hand, "The frostbite seems to be getting worse?"

"Fortunately, this year is considered good."

"I'll take you to buy some ointment tomorrow."

Ling Ye didn't ask about Chong Erxiang again, which made Cheng Yuan heave a sigh of relief, but also felt a little confused.

It was only later that Cheng Yuan figured out that it was much easier to kill a proton's book boy than to kill proton itself, and there was never any need for such things as evidence.

【six】

The day Lingye came back with the wound of thirty lashes, Cheng Yuan cried.

Mrs. Ling never asked much about Lingye, he knew that Lingye had always been measured, and many times she was not even as thoughtful as Lingye.

It's just that I feel very distressed, and weep together with Cheng Yuan.

Lingye got a headache from watching the two tearful people, and Mrs. Ling wanted to rub the medicine on him.

Ling Ye stared straight at Cheng Yuan, "Let him come."

Mrs. Ling was puzzled. She looked at Cheng Yuan and then at Lingye.

"Mother, it's too late, you're not feeling well, go to rest." Ling Ye added.

Madam Ling left, and Cheng Yuan applied medicine to Ling Ye while wiping away his tears.

"Be serious." Lingye said.

Cheng Yuan obediently held back his choked sobs, and the twitching made it even more uncomfortable to hear.

Lingye frowned, he might as well let him cry.

After Cheng Yuan handled everything carefully, he lowered his head and slowly moved to Lingye, admitting his mistake.

"I was wrong." Not daring to look up.

Unexpectedly, Lingye didn't say anything more, but just beckoned him to come closer.

Lingye took him by the hand to look through it, "It's almost there." He said.

Lingye took the ointment on the side, "This thing is rewarded by King Yan, it is good for treating any wound."

While Cheng Yuan was still thinking, Ling Ye had already wiped some onto his hands, pushed it away, and wiped it evenly.

Lingye lowered his head and concentrated on applying the ointment to him, which made Cheng Yuan have the courage to look up at others.

He found that he could see through many people's minds at a young age, but he couldn't see through Ling Ye's.

"If you don't want to die, play it safe. Don't touch things that are not [-]% sure. This place is different from those alleys outside. The place you want to go back to, I don't think it will be at the level of alleys, otherwise A child like you will not be raised," Lingye said.

Cheng Yuan was a little startled, he really knew everything.

"Think clearly about your ultimate goal. People or things that have nothing to do with your goal are not worth your energy to deal with."

Lingye didn't explain clearly, but Cheng Yuan understood.

Those who achieve great things are always informal.

He finally knows some of Lingye's usual behaviors. In Lingye's current situation, it is the best choice to fight with them occasionally and give them something sweet. He just needs to protect his mother, protect himself, and wait patiently. Father just came and rescued them.

Or maybe they are just preparing, if their father will come, then he has been silent all the time, if their father is sure to have given up on them, then Lingye must have prepared a way to get rid of them, and now it is only confined to his father's side Just bondage.

Cheng Yuan was speechless.

Lingye helped him apply the ointment on both hands before looking up at him.

"Return the stove under the bed, keep it quiet, don't wake mother up."

Cheng Yuan looked at the stove under the bed, it was the only stove in their yard, Mrs. Ling brought it here secretly just now, Cheng Yuan knew why the room was so warm today.

When Cheng Yuan came back, Ling Ye was still sitting, he patted the bed,

"Come up, climb by yourself today."

【Seven】

That night happened to be the winter solstice, the coldest time of the year, and there was a heavy snow that night, Cheng Yuan tried his best to stick to the mausoleum, but he still felt cold.

Their quilts were very thin, but the two of them were warmer after all. Cheng Yuan didn't know how Lingye survived the coldest winter.

Lingye pulled him over, and Cheng Yuan burrowed into his arms, which was not embarrassing at all.

Cheng complained to him.

"Sleep with mother." Lingye replied.

Cheng Yuan choked, yes, he didn't even think of this.

"Then you can now..." Halfway through speaking, I found that I had said something nonsense.Mrs. Ling's bed can't fit three people.

Lingye waited with great interest for his next words.

Cheng Yuan stopped talking, and leaned a little closer into Lingye's arms, grabbing the lapel of his chest, in case he thought it was cold and left him here alone.

Lingye let him alone, and when the soles of his feet touched his soles, he realized that his brother's soles were terribly icy.

"Cold?" Lingye asked.

How does Cheng Yuan know if he is?Anyway, it is true that I have always been more afraid of the cold than others.

"Put your feet up so they can stick to my calf to keep warm."

Normally Cheng Yuan wouldn't dare, but he dared when the cold was unbearable.

So he stretched his little feet into Lingye's trousers, it was true that it was very warm.

Cheng Yuan looked up and saw Lingye's chin.

Suddenly there was an inexplicable impulse, he cleared his throat, and called out in a low voice, "Brother Ye..."

Lingye closed his eyes, "Finally are you willing to shout?"

【Eight】

The winter that year was long and cold.

Lingye was injured, so he didn't go to school.

They didn't have any extra clothes to keep out the cold, so they usually lay in bed. Mrs. Ling's body was no worse than that of a child, so it was much uncomfortable to lie down. So she would bring the stove over, sit by the bedside of the two of them, and read to them.

Cheng Yuan likes Madam Ling's voice when reading, it is very gentle, like the white plum outside the window.

With Mrs. Ling's kind voice in front of him and the cold white plum fragrance, and Ling Ye's warm chest behind him, Cheng Yuan thought that the warmest winter he had ever lived in his life might be that year.

Mrs. Ling occasionally stopped to ask them questions, and Cheng Yuan answered them earnestly, while Lingye behind him kept tearing him down.

He didn't say anything, just chuckled.

Cheng Yuan felt that he had given the wrong answer.

He looked back at Lingye, "Did I say something wrong?"

Ling Ye reached out to snap his head back, and wrapped his arms around him, "No."

【nine】

Later, when Lingye recovered from his injury, and the end of the new year was approaching, the people in the palace finally remembered that there were still three people in this abandoned courtyard.

Those princes have long known that it was Cheng Yuan's fault.

Lingye hesitated for a moment and decided to bring Cheng Yuan with him, as it would be even more unsafe to be alone at home.

Cheng Yuan was taken as a servant.

Before entering, Ling Ye pressed his shoulders and told him for a long time, "Don't run around alone, follow me, do you hear me?"

Of course Cheng Yuan knew that he was thinking of him.

But there is always time to separate.

"Wait for me here, don't go anywhere."

Cheng Yuan said yes.

Lingye knew that Cheng Yuan was smart, and would not give them a chance under normal circumstances, but he never thought that those idiots would use him as an excuse to fool Cheng Yuan away.

【ten】

Cheng Yuan could tell that Ling Ye was very angry, but he couldn't apologize for this.

They stripped him of his clothes, and he lay naked in the ice and snow, so cold that he couldn't even speak.

Lingye didn't care about his dignity at the moment, he carried him directly to the inner room with his cloak, occupying half of the stove.

At that time, King Yan was holding a half-family banquet, and there was a lot of excitement between the wine and wine, but there was a moment of silence when Ling Ye came in with someone in his arms.

Ling Ye could talk, and with a few words, he pushed the blame on the three princes, and even said some sensitive topics in front of the officials, which caused King Yan to punish the three princes severely, and ordered them not to bully Cheng Yuan in the future. .

The banquet continued, but Lingye did not return to his seat, so he occupied the stove, roasted Cheng Yuan from head to toe, covered his hands and feet, and hugged him in his arms.

"Next time, don't run around alone." After so long, he finally said something with reproach.

Cheng Yuan was actually aggrieved, "I didn't..."

"The father-in-law who brought you in said that you and your wife should go back first after watching the dragon dance, and go directly through the road over there. He said he would take me there..." Cheng Yuan now also knows that this sounds like a trap.

Lingye didn't speak.

Cheng Yuan leaned into his arms as if flattering,

"Brother Ye..."

Lingye looked at him for a long time, and finally just sighed.

【eleven】

In half a year, he got acquainted with Lingye.

Perhaps he was born with an arrogant temperament, Lingye and Mrs. Ling treated him well, so he dared to intensify.

Before, I never dared to call Brother Ye openly and squarely.

Now he dares to jump on someone and shout into his ear, "Brother Ye!"

Since the New Year's Eve incident, Lingye has not brought Cheng Yuan to school anymore. One more thing is worse than one less thing. Besides, it's strange that mother is alone at home, so Cheng Yuan just happens to be able to accompany her.

Lingye pulled him off his back, "If you do it twice, you'll be deaf. Where's your mother?"

"I'm resting inside, and I went to burn incense with my wife today." Cheng Yuan said.

"Is it Jinshan Temple?"

"Ah."

"Is it fun?"

"Fun."

Ling Ye only smiled.

Ling Ye looked at Cheng Yuan bouncing back, he and his mother were the only two in the abandoned courtyard, it was inevitable that it would be a little cold, and it would be good to have an extra mouth and more excitement.

Besides, Cheng Yuan is clever and pleasing.

At first it was indeed just a burden, but part of the reason was that he was curious about Cheng Yuan's hidden secrets.

Yes, he could tell at a glance, he knew that his real name was definitely not Ah He, and he didn't know what kind of mission he had, where he came from, and where he was going.

After getting along for a long time, Ling Ye also felt that he was actually not as scheming as he imagined, no matter how deep his thoughts were, he was still just a nine-year-old child in the end, who could cry, laugh and make trouble.

Maybe it's been a long time since I saw the haze between Cheng Yuan's eyebrows, completely turning into a heartless little lunatic.

Cheng Tianye yelled wildly.

Ling Ye didn't ask, but just tried to think unilaterally, whether the warmth given to him by himself and his mother could make him give up those old grievances.

He actually likes this brother very much.

He thought, if his father really came to pick them up one day, he would take Cheng Yuan away too, and they would be brothers for life in the future, and every bite of his meal would never be missing from him.

【twelve】

Cheng Yuan left at the end of summer.

I don't know who I left with.

I don't know if the person who took him away treated him well.

I don't know what he will look like in the future, and where will he go?

In the next winter, Mrs. Ling always saw her son staring at the window in a daze.

"Miss Ah He?" She suddenly remembered the little beggar she picked up last year.

Ling Ye shook his head.

"It's cold outside, I'll help you in."

——the end——

[The author has something to say: It is a bit different from what I want to write, but it is similar

Hey... I'm not good at writing...

See you on campus on Friday~ This story is sweet, very sweet]