My BE is all over the world

After dawn to welcome the new dawn, what happened last night seemed to be just a dream to Kazama Yu and Ji Guoyuan. Withdrew from Yi's arms and disappeared here again.

And Ji Guoyuan, who was awakened by Ji Guo Yan Sheng's pat, suddenly opened his eyes and saw Kong Luoluo's embrace, and only sighed inaudibly.

He got up and patted the morning dew on his body, and finally took his brother's hand and went back together.

Although his brother's expression was very indescribable at the moment when he was holding hands.

Kazama Feather: ...

Kazama Yu: Pfft.

Ji Guoyan Sheng turned his head suddenly, but found that he saw nothing. He looked around for a while, then frowned and looked back at the road ahead.

This time, Kazama Yu didn't hide from Ji Guo Yuanyi anymore, but just avoided talking about the events of that day.One day, when he came to the meadow where he and Ji Guoyuan had met in the past, he found the melodious flute sound coming from there.

The sound of the flute is clear and sweet, with a natural atmosphere and indescribable emotions. Although it is not at the level of a master, it seems to be the most simple existence.The birds flapped their wings and landed on the branches. They raised their heads and vibrated their throats to make sounds to set off the sound of the flute, accompaniment and fusion.The fluttering butterflies have not dispersed for a long time, and the beautiful and gorgeous wings are inciting to dance to the accompaniment.

Kazama Yu lifted the branches and leaves that were hanging down like a natural barrier, and his gaze finally focused on Ji Guo Yuanyi.

He closed his eyes, as if immersed in the wind.In his hand was a somewhat worn-out flute, which seemed to be made by a child, and the timbre was a bit inaccurate, but when the slightly changed tune was hummed from his lips, it still made one's heart tremble.

Kazama Yu knew that flute, and Kazama Yu also knew that it was given to him by Ji Guo Yan Sheng.

Slowing down his footsteps, he walked slowly, and just as the last step landed, he found that the sound of the flute around him played a playful ending and the curtain fell. As soon as Ji Guoyuan put down the flute and looked up at him, his opened eyes brought With a bit of faint and imperceptible joy.

Under Ji Guoyuan's gaze, Kazama Yu paused as he was about to sit down, he took Ji Guoyuan's hand and pulled it, motioning Ji Guoyuan to follow his pace.

Ji Guoyuan followed obediently until he reached the bamboo forest.

He saw Kazama Yu walking around and finally chose a tree that seemed to be a suitable size and pointed: "Yuanyi, cut it off."

Ji Guoyuan was very curious, but he still pulled out his Sun Wheel Knife, the sharp blade slashed lightly, and the bamboo fell down in response to the sound of him putting the knife back into its sheath.

"What do you want this for?"

Ji Guoyuan squatted down, picked up the fallen bamboo under Kazama Yu's instructions, and the two of them found a flat and wide stone and sat on it.

Ji Guoyuan handed over a bamboo, and Kazama Yu pulled out an ordinary knife and simply turned it around, motioning him to look carefully: "I only do it once?"

doing what?

Ji Guoyuan was very curious, and his eyes fell on Kazama Yu's hands. Although his hands were also covered with thick sword cocoons, they still looked very soft and tender. Like life, turning, dancing, cutting off excess parts, and carefully crafting, a small familiar matter took shape in his hands.

It was a piccolo, not much different from the flute in Ji Guoyuan's hand.

The flute hole was round and beautiful, and was finally covered by Kazama Yu's fingertips.

Kazama Yu lifted it up and put it on his lips, and after tentatively blowing twice, he narrowed his eyes slightly: "It seems to be very successful? How is it? Have you learned it, Yuanyi?"

Ji Guoyuan nodded, then shook his head again.

Although he is very talented, but the talent point is not on this.And in the first half of the time, he was indeed watching seriously, but in the second half of the time, his eyes slowly moved up and fell on Kazama Yu's serious face, and those eyes seemed to be shining.

He was also fascinated by not looking at it for a while.

When he came back to his senses, the movements in Kazama Yu's hands were already at an end.

Kazama Yu had expected it a long time ago. He spun the flute in his hand and tapped Ji Guoyuanyi on the head, and then he turned his head and gestured towards the bamboo next to him.

"Come to practice if you don't know, try your hand first?"

"it is good."

……

Looking at the wreckage of failed products on the side, Kazama Yu shook his head helplessly, cleaning up the tragedy here.He stared at the failed product for a while, then quietly knelt down and picked one and stuffed it into his pocket.

This is something made by my own Xiao Yuanyi, so I always keep one for myself as a souvenir, don't I?

After he finished all this, he stood up and looked at the mansion not far away.

Under his guidance, Ji Guoyuan gave a flute to his brother, but he still hopes... he can succeed, right?

Thinking of Ji Guoyuan's messy appearance when he left, Feng Jianyu's little trick had come to fruition, he whistled softly, feeling quite good.

As soon as Ji Guoyuan walked along the long road, perhaps because they were brothers, the lord arranged his and Ji Guo Yan Sheng's rooms very close, so he found that road very familiarly.

He pushed open the door, and the wooden door made a soft sound, attracting the attention of those who hadn't rested and sipped tea.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng turned his eyes, distracted his attention and looked over, his eyes froze for a moment when he found that it was Ji Guo Yuanyi.

Ji Guoyuanyi looked a bit embarrassed, with a few scattered bamboo leaves stuck in his long hair tied up casually, his clothes were stained with a little dust, the soles of his shoes were covered with a little dirt, and his whole body was covered by the cold. Wind wrapped around.But the expression on his face reveals a little bit of excitement.

This was in stark contrast to the warm and serious brother in the room, with a well-organized and serious face, but a slightly bad expression.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng choked back with reproaches, so he had to pour him a cup of tea first, and Bi Qi asked him to sit opposite him, this time he actually patted the place beside him for the first time and made him sit down.

Ji Guoyuan seemed to be aware of this, his eyes flickered, and he sat down.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip to quench his thirst. When he was about to say something, he was interrupted by Ji Guo Yan Sheng.

Ji Guoyan Sheng watched him for a long time, and finally seemed to be defeated by him, and seemed to be unbearable at last. He put down his teacup and patted him on the shoulder: "Turn your back."

Ji Guoyuan choked up the words he wanted to say, so he had no choice but to prop himself up on the ground and slowly and unwillingly turn around in circles, and straightened his spine with his back to Ji Guoyan Sheng.

He was still thinking about why Ji Guoyan Sheng asked him to do this, maybe it was when he didn't want to see him that he discovered the feeling of touching his head.

A pair of warm hands caught his long braid, and gently removed the bondage of the long hair.Losing the shackles, Ji Guoyuan's long black hair fell down, covering Ji Guoyan Sheng's entire eyes.

Ji Guoyan Sheng left for a while, and when he came back, he already had an extra comb in his hand.He carefully found out the bamboo leaves entangled in Ji Guoyuan's hair, and then carefully combed Ji Guoyuan's long hair with the side of the comb.

Kazama Yu usually helped take care of the messy long hair, but this time Kazama Yu deliberately didn't help.However, Ji Guoyan Sheng's family education also brought him a lot of good things. He easily took care of Ji Guoyuan's long hair, making him soft and fit. The Ji Guo Yuanyi with the neat ponytail that he saw during the day was restored.

It was only at this moment that Ji Guoyuan Yan Sheng motioned for Ji Guoyuan to turn around, and he stretched out his hand to pat the dust from Ji Guoyuan's back to the front of his body, and then he sat back upright in his seat, and sat up again. That cup of cool tea.

"Let's talk." Ji Guoyan Sheng looked at the tea in his cup, "What do you want me to do at this late hour?"

Ji Guoyuan quietly grabbed a small strand of tied long hair and held it in his palm. He lowered his head and stared blankly. He seemed to have recovered after Ji Guoyan Sheng asked again. , a pair of bright eyes on the raised head.

Ji Guoyan Sheng's eyelids twitched.

Immediately afterwards, he saw Ji Guoyuan took out a cloth bag from his pocket, and poured out two flutes from it.

One of them is a bit old, and the production method is very immature, probably from the hands of children.However, there are not many damaged places, and it seems to be well preserved.

The other one is brand new, but the craftsmanship is not flattering. It can only be said that it can barely be called a flute, but it can be seen that the maker is serious.

Ji Guoyan Sheng's puzzled eyes hadn't passed out yet, he seemed to realize something halfway, his eyes fell on the old flute again, and looked down at a small wound in his hand that hadn't faded .

It was the trace left when he made flute carvings for his younger brother when he was a child.

He never thought that Ji Guoyuan had preserved the flute so well.

until now.

The indescribable emotion seemed to sneak into Ji Guoyan Sheng's broken heart the moment he saw the flute, rolled and took root in it, causing his limbs and bones to feel a little warm.

Ji Guoyuan grabbed another brand new flute, held it in his palm, and handed it to Ji Guoyan Sheng.

The tenderness in those shining eyes and the smile on the corners of his mouth are the same as when he told his mother when he was a child when his brother gave him the flute.

Ji Guoyan Sheng didn't see that scene when he was a child, but now he hasn't missed it again.

"For you, brother." He heard Ji Guoyuan say so.

There were still some small wounds on the palms that were open to him, Ji Guo Yan Sheng raised his hand and spread it to cover Ji Guo Yuanyi's hand, covering those wounds and the flute.

He was silent for a long time, but still took it.

After a few years, that flute finally fell into the hands of Ji Guoyan Sheng.

……

"Why do you want to give me the flute?" Ji Guoyan Sheng looked at the flute in his hand, put it under the light and didn't look at it on the surface, but in private, his eyes kept falling on it for a closer look.

"Because I want to play with my brother." Ji Guoyuan said so, holding his own flute in his hand, and looked tentatively at Ji Guoyan Sheng, as if he was waiting for his brother's permission.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng was silent for a moment, and finally nodded.

So he heard the tune that was blown from Ji Guoyuan's mouth, the first stanza was out of tune.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng: ...

He raised his hand to cover his face to hide his helplessness, and after a while he picked up the flute Ji Guoyuan sent, and put it to his mouth seriously.

He took a deep breath and recalled the countless tunes he had learned, and the teacher's praise still echoed in his ears. Ji Guoyuanyi must be inferior to him in this respect.

Ji Guoyuan also stopped appropriately, and looked over with expectant eyes.

Ji Guoyan Sheng raised his eyebrows slightly, and finally blew the flute.

Because the flute holes were inaccurate, Ji Guo Yan Sheng, who was out of tune at the first sound, trembled violently.

His suspicious eyes kept falling on his own flute, and after he played the whole piece stiffly, he met Ji Guoyuan's admiring and admiring eyes.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng: ...

Hard, fist hard.

Ji Guo Yan Sheng: Did he come here on purpose to show off to me that his flute with inaccurate timbre is better than mine?

……

When accepting the task the next day, Kazama Yu also rushed over. He originally wanted to find out what happened to the relationship between Ji Guo Yuan Yi and Ji Guo Yan Sheng after what happened yesterday.

But he just stumbled across an interesting scene.

Ji Guoyuan, who was assigned the task of inquiring about intelligence, was waiting for his partner to come at the door, while on the other side of the road, Ji Guo Yan Sheng was walking this way with his sun wheel knife.

Ji Guoyuan saw Ji Guo Yan Sheng on the opposite side with a sharp glance, his eyes lit up immediately, he straightened up leaning against the tree, and waved at his partner Ji Guo Yan Sheng who was walking this way not far away. wave.

"Brother!"

Ji Guo Yan Sheng: ...

Feng Jianyu saw Ji Guo Yan Sheng staggered and almost fell, he straightened up and turned around without hesitation and left, waving his sleeves without taking anything away.

Ji Guoyuan One: ...?

Looks like it's messed up again...

But maybe?

Looking at the thing that almost fell out of Ji Guoyan Sheng's arms at the moment of falling, although Ji Guo Yan Sheng stuffed the thing back as if it was a treasure, the sharp-eyed Kazama Yu still saw a little shadow .

And that shadow is the existence Kazama Yu is most familiar with.

After all, he taught Ji Guoyuan what he made yesterday, didn't he?

With a little smile, Kazama Yu supported his chin, and after deciding that he would also go to the mission location this time, he slowly thought about what happened to Ji Guo Yuan Yi and Ji Guo Yan Sheng last night .

Sure enough, it's still useful, right?