Li Xunhuan and A Fei

In early spring, the grass has just sprouted, it is crunchy and tender, it is hard to bear to step on it, and I am afraid of trampling them to death.They emerged tenaciously from the dry ground, anxiously waiting for a spring rain.

On the mountain path where the grass had just grown, Li Xun Huan was walking fast, so fast that it was hard to see clearly.

If he walked in a hurry, he would feel pain in his chest. Ah Fei's sword had caused him internal injuries. He hadn't recuperated his body for the past month, and only drank alcohol instead of medicine.

As he walked, he covered his mouth and coughed from time to time. He still remembered that he had to stay awake today, so he didn't touch the flagon he carried with him.

He thought a lot in his mind, and the more he thought about it, the more disturbed he became.Although my qinggong is better than A Fei, I won't let A Fei bump into him, but what if A Fei bumps into him... The two of them broke up too completely that day, and now they can't even find an excuse to go back.Li Xun Huan couldn't help but stop in his tracks.

Maybe not.

Will the two start fighting again after going there?Or cause other unforeseen consequences?

But immediately, the worry about Ah Fei overwhelmed everything, Li Xun Huan walked forward again.

No matter what, he had to take a look, or he wouldn't be at ease, this kind of heart-wrenching feeling was too uncomfortable.

Once Li Xun Huan made a decision, he would not hesitate, he has always been a decisive person.

He soon came to A Fei's house.

In the morning of early spring, the sky was gloomy, without a ray of sunshine, the cold air was sucked into the lungs, and it hurt like a knife scraping. Li Xunhuan held his breath, and quietly touched the front, feeling that something was wrong.

Too quiet.

It was as quiet as an empty house.

With Li Xun Huan's ear strength, he couldn't hear the slightest human voice inside.

Li Xunhuan stretched out his hand and opened the door.

The door was unlocked, and with a "creak", the old wooden door swung open.

What unfolded in front of my eyes was an empty house, the furnishings were exactly the same as when Li Xun Huan left, even the pieces of the cupboard that Li Xun Huan shattered that night hadn't been cleared away, nothing had changed, except that there was no one there.

Ah Fei is not here.

Li Xun Huan didn't know whether he was happy or disappointed when he found that A Fei was not there, he let out his breath and relaxed a lot.

He steps into the house.

A Fei's house is very small, the entrance is a narrow main hall, the kitchen on the left is the bedroom on the right, and you can see the end at a glance. Li Xun Huan has walked these few steps countless times before, and this time he felt his footsteps were inexplicably heavy.

He went to look at the kitchen first. Everything in the kitchen was covered with a thick layer of dust. It looked like it hadn't been touched for a long time.

He walked towards the bedroom, and saw piles of wood on the ground, like statues, arranged in a haphazard manner, very irregular and chaotic.

He walked on.

Kicked to the nearest wooden statue.

He bent down to pick it up, held it up in front of his eyes, and looked at it carefully.

The wooden statue is about the size of a palm. It is a standing man with his head raised in a drinking gesture.This person is tall and tall, with a slender waist and long legs, wearing a knee-length jacket and a cloak, with slender fingers, holding a flagon and pouring wine into his mouth.Looking at the face again, the facial features are handsome, the hair is tied with a long streamer, and a few mischievous strands of hair hang down on the shoulders.The whole portrait appears unrestrained and unrestrained, lifelike.

This statue is exactly Li Xunhuan.

From the point of view of the knife technique, the sculptor's skill has already been completed, and some places where the knife is cut are a little immature in the eyes of an expert like Li Xunhuan, but the advantage is that the figures are realistic and clear, and they can even capture the drunkenness when drinking. The demeanor can be called a fine line.

It's just a little strange that such a good statue is full of scratches for some reason. I don't know who scratched the statue thousands of times with a sharp knife, scratching a good work to pieces and making it look bad.

Li Xun Huan touched the scratch with his hand and recognized that it was made by A Fei's sword energy.

Li Xunhuan put down the statue and continued to look at the others.

Some were sleeping, some were running, some were laughing, some were smiling, some were playing chess, some were kneeling, some were holding up their skirts to pick up plum blossoms, some were half-length, some were full-length, and some were big. Some are as small as two feet long, some are as small as three inches...there are countless statues of all kinds, and they are piled up on the ground, making it almost impossible for people to set foot on them.

Li Xunhuan looked at one, then another, and looked at all of them.

All statues were scratched without exception.

All statues, without exception, are themselves.

Who carved so many statues?

There will be no one else except Ah Fei.

Li Xun Huan recalled that after giving A Fei a statue before, A Fei wanted to give him back one.Li Xunhuan saw A Fei stealthily carving countless times, and secretly looked forward to it, wondering what kind of self A Fei would carve.After so many years, A Fei didn't give it away, Li Xunhuan thought he was a child at heart, and had long forgotten about it.

Now he finally saw the statue, the statue that he would never have the chance to give away, the statue that was sculpted by Ah Fei after all the hard work and then destroyed in anger.

A Fei carved Li Xun Huan more beautifully than the reality, and his expression was very accurate. Anyone can see that the sculptor put all his heart and soul into it. Anyone can see that the sculptor is full of deep affection for the person he is carving.

Yes, affection.

Li Xunhuan has been carving Lin Shiyin for so many years, he is very clear that if his heart is ruthless, A Fei will not be able to carve this kind of statue.

He felt severe pain from the sword wound, and at the same time his lungs were burning, "cough cough cough..." he coughed.

The statues are covered with dust, and the house is full of dust. It seems that Ah Fei didn't go hunting in the mountains, but he must have walked for a long time.

Where has he gone?how is he?If he doesn’t get enough to eat, doesn’t dress warmly, and the weather is still very cold in early spring, with no one around him, will he get sick?With his temperament, he probably wouldn't go to see a doctor when he was sick, right?Did he take good care of himself, where was he going and what was he going to do when he left the home he had never left?Will he meet a master of the rivers and lakes and get into disputes with others? ...

Li Xun Huan picked up a statue that was only three inches in size, and felt great pain in his heart - now, what stand does Li Xun Huan use to worry about A Fei?

He doesn't even have the right to worry.

If Ah Fei's life is not good, isn't it Li Xunhuan's fault?

Li Xun Huan dropped the statue and closed his eyes.

The image of A Fei appeared in front of his eyes, he seemed to see how A Fei carved with a knife and a smile, and how he destroyed all the statues in anger.

The statues all over the room seemed to be like sharp swords, stabbing fiercely at Li Xun Huan's heart, causing his heart to be riddled with holes and dripping with blood.

Since we separated for a month, Li Xun Huan tried hard not to think about A Fei, but the moment he saw the statue, many things that had been suppressed to the depths of his soul rushed over him like a sea, making Li Xun Huan's body sway, almost unable to stand still.

He quickly rushed out of the house in a fleeing gesture, and ran to the open space behind the house.

He raised his internal strength to the limit and ran the fastest speed in his life.

He himself didn't know why he wanted to run, he only knew that he had to run, and he couldn't stay in this room for a moment.

Some things, if you don't think about them, you can't exist, Li Xunhuan is good at deceiving himself and others.Just today, something that he had suppressed all this time broke out, leaving Li Xun Huan with no other choice but to run away.

I don't know when the wind blew up outside, and the grass couldn't bear the strong wind, and they all bent down to the ground, and the slightly green branches swayed and rattled.An unknown butterfly flew against the wind, fluttering its wings quickly, precariously flying in the sky.

There is a spider web between the branches in the distance, which is violently shaken by the wind. A huge green spider is lying in the center of the web, struggling hard, as if trying to protect the web.

Li Xunhuan looked up.

Why is the spider struggling?

In the wind, what's the use of struggling?

Knowing that you can't do it, knowing that it is wrong, why do you still do it?

"Am I wrong?"

Li Xun Huan was talking to himself, and staggered towards the back of the house.

He got closer and closer to the spider web, lowered his head, and muttered to himself: "I'm not wrong."

"I'm thinking about A Fei."

"He's suffering now, and he'll be grateful to me later."

"He is still young, has little experience, and doesn't understand many things. I should let him go on the right path, and I am right."

Li Xunhuan came to the open space behind the house, there was a plum grove he had planted by himself, he still remembered how happy he and A Fei were when they competed to catch plum blossoms in the plum grove during Chinese New Year.

Once upon a time, all good things were "once upon a time".

Li Xun Huan raised his eyes and saw that the plum trees all over the mountains and plains had been cut down, the broken branches and leaves were flying wildly in the strong wind, the sky was filled with dust, and everything was desolate.

No more plums.

There is no such thing as a young man dancing with a sword in a flower.

There is no man who treats himself sincerely.

no more.

Li Xun Huan met many people before A Fei, and will meet many people after A Fei, but A Fei, there is no more.

He saw a reddish-brown mark on the ground, and rubbed it with his hands to confirm that it was human blood.

There is no one inhabited here, except for A Fei's blood, there is no other possibility.

Where is Ah Fei bleeding?Why is it bleeding?

Is it vomiting blood, or skin trauma?

If it is vomiting blood, it means that he is in poor health. If it is a skin injury, who can hurt him, it means that this is the wound he made himself.

Standing in the ruined plum forest, Li Xunhuan seemed to see A Fei's sword after sword, stabbing these plum trees tirelessly; They were all razed to the ground; he seemed to see A Fei going crazy in the Merlin with extremely strong hatred, from day to night without stopping until he vomited blood; he seemed to see A Fei cutting his skin with a sword without hesitation , to vent, like scratching those statues.

Li Xun Huan's face turned pale.

"I'm not wrong, I'm right."

As if to cheer himself up, he said in a dazed way:

"I was doing it for Ah Fei, so I was right."

A voice in my head yelled hoarsely:

Is it right to be good for Ah Fei?

Is this really good for Ah Fei?

If A Fei commits suicide, or never trusts anyone again, no longer has hope in life, and becomes gloomy and depressed, is this also good for A Fei?

Li Xun Huan clearly remembered the appearance of A Fei after being deceived by Lin Xian'er in the last life. In this life, do he have to do it again?This time, it was brought to him by myself!

Li Xun Huan finally realized how much pain A Fei had endured, the degree of pain was far beyond Li Xun Huan's imagination, maybe even beyond A Fei's imagination.

If in Ah Fei's opinion, the pain of being with Li Xunhuan and being ridiculed and despised by the people of the Jianghu is far less than the pain of losing Li Xunhuan?

"No, Ah Fei's pain is temporary."

Even Li Xunhuan himself didn't quite believe it was just a moment, no one knew Ah Fei better than him.

He thought that A Fei was young, confused and impulsive for a while, but when he saw those statues and the destroyed Merlin, he realized something was wrong, and he couldn't help questioning himself.

"Boom——" There was a loud noise, and a thunder exploded in the dark sky. The thunder was rolling, and it sounded from the east to the west. It seemed that it was going to rain.

Li Xun Huan didn't respond to the thunder at all, his gaze was attracted by a pile of ashes on the ground.

He walked over, picked up a broken branch, and fiddled with the black ash.

A small piece of unburned paper was blown away by the wind as he fiddled with it. This was the 100 taels of silver note that Li Xunhuan didn't take away.

A few scorched black threads were also blown away by the wind. Judging from the fabric, it should be Li Xun Huan's clothes and shoes. When he left, he only wore a white robe and left a lot of clothes behind.

It turned out that after Li Xun Huan left, Ah Fei burned everything left by Li Xun Huan and destroyed all traces of Li Xun Huan. He wanted Li Xun Huan to look like he had never appeared before.

Li Xun Huan felt it was difficult to breathe, there was something stuck in his throat, maybe he was choking on fly ash, he coughed, the blood in his chest was churning, it was a sign of vomiting blood.

Enduring the pain in his body, he continued to fiddle with the residual branch, and finally found an unburned object, a small coke-like ball, which should be a piece of wood.

He recognized it immediately:

This is the first gift Li Xunhuan gave A Fei, and also the first gift A Fei received in this life.

At that time, A Fei had just been taught by Li Xunhuan. At that time, A Fei thought that Li Xun Huan would accompany him for the rest of his life. At that time, A Fei didn't know what love was. At that time, the years were quiet and peaceful, and the world was stable.

At that time, life was peaceful, happy and comfortable like flowing water. After today, there will be tomorrow, after this year, there will be next year, after this life, there will be the next life, giving people the illusion that they will always live like this forever.

Then, unfortunately it was then.

Time is the cruelest thing, as long as it slips away, it will never look back.

Up to now, Ah Fei actually hated Li Xun Huan to such an extent that he even wanted to burn the statue that Li Xun Huan gave him. What he burned was not only the statue, but also his life.Ai Damou was too heartbroken, everything died yesterday, from now on, no one can predict what kind of person he will become, and no one can predict what kind of path he will take.

"Boom——" There was another huge thunder, followed by a flash of lightning on the top of the mountain, and heavy rain poured down.

Li Xun Huan stood blankly in the wind and rain, and the voice in his head became more and more deafening:

"Li Xunhuan, you are wrong, you misjudged Ah Fei, and you also misjudged yourself, you are completely wrong this time, you have harmed Ah Fei!"