birth

Brother, where are you?

Xu Jia has traveled to many places, he doesn't remember how many years he has traveled, but he only remembers that wherever he goes, he is alone, with the small bottle in his arms.

Someone asked him, "Young Xia, why do you wear two jade pendants?"

Xu Jia just smiled and drank the wine in the glass, put down the silver and got up to leave.

A crisp voice came from behind, "Fuer, you haven't finished your wine yet."

Xu Jia's footsteps stopped, and his heart seemed to be clenched by a hand in an instant - he didn't even have the strength to turn around.

I didn't know how long he was stunned, but the sound of approaching footsteps came from behind him, and he saw a five-year-old child walking in front of him, raised his arms and handed him the wine bottle with great effort, and looked up to see Xu Jia's expression on his face. With a look of astonishment, he frowned unhappily, "Do you want it or not?"

The next moment the child was carried by the proprietress, the proprietress bent down to apologize to him, and then left with the child in her arms, reprimanded as she walked, "How did you teach me! How can you just call the guest by his name?"

"Mother, that man is really strange, he has two jade pendants on his body."

"Stop talking about slapping!"

"Mother, why didn't he say anything when I called him Fu'er? Isn't the word on the jade pendant written Fu'er?"

"You talk too much!"

……

The sound of the conversation faded away, only he himself was still stuck in those two words and couldn't get back to his senses for a long time.

Fuer.

How long has it been since I haven't heard these two words.

A... a name that he dared not even utter in his dreams.

The heart that had been paralyzed for a long time seemed to have regained consciousness in that crisp cry. Xu Jia suddenly didn't want to search so aimlessly. Look at the place of memory.

Just as he had ordered back then, after he left, Zhou Shun successfully assisted the eldest grandson Cheng'an to ascend the throne.

In general, everything was within his expectations.

Xu Jia didn't want to alarm anyone when he came back this time. He originally wanted to sneak back to the palace to have a look, but the moment he entered the city and stepped onto Qianyuan Street, he couldn't move his feet. On the other side, he seemed to see himself and Fuer walking slowly towards him from the other side of the street through time. Fuer walked ahead angrily, and deliberately quickened his pace to leave him behind, while he put his hands on his back instead. Head down, shaking leisurely, not in a hurry.

After a while, the two of them walked up to him, and he saw that he purposely pushed his knee against Fuer's knee, and Fuer knelt forward due to inertia, and he was wrapped around his waist premeditatedly.

He saw two people arguing in the street as if there was no one there, and he saw that he was the villain who complained first, while Fuer was so angry that his face was flushed, but he was so stupid that he couldn't even refute.

……

"Who... who made you do that just now?"

"What's wrong with me?"

"Just...just... hit me."

"I top you?"

"Correct!"

……

He saw himself smiling stupidly, even the tips of his brows were stained with complacency, and a smile that couldn't be contained by two dimples overflowed.

He saw himself taking a big step towards Fuer, Fuer said incoherently, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to apologize?"

"I made a mistake brother, I shouldn't push you."

……

Those two people walked in front of him through time, and passed through his body one after the other until they disappeared.

When "Fu Er" passed by him, Xu Jia stretched out his hand subconsciously, but only caught the air that was full of air. He seemed to step on the empty space, and he felt lost and at a loss.

The sugar peddler stopped in front of him and asked him with a smile if he wanted to buy one.

Xu Jia's thoughts were pulled back, his eyes shifted from his clenched fists to the smiling face in front of him, as if the glass cover was shattered suddenly with a "snap", his heart began to thump. He ran desperately towards the palace.

The peddler stopped where he was, looked at the speeding figure, shook his head and left.

"Sick."

Xu Jia suddenly seemed to have just become the person who traveled through time and space, and he thought ridiculously that when he returned to the palace, back to the Saitama Hall, Fu Er would still be waiting for him at the same place as thousands of times.

When I arrived at Saitama Temple, I found that the small yard was already covered with weeds and dust was everywhere.

At that moment, he panted with his chest heaving violently up and down, and returned to reality again.

Jun Zilan in the yard was already bald, and there were rotten petals everywhere on the ground—but Xu Jia saw two disheveled people messing around here.

The water in the pool was also muddy—but Xu Jia saw that he was covering Fuer's feet and told him, "The water is cold, don't play."

There are shadows everywhere, and memories fill the entire courtyard.

In the end, he saw himself sitting side by side with Fuer, and his head was buried in Fuer's stomach, "Brother, you said you would never leave me."

"Ah."

He saw Fu'er reached out and cupped his face, and kissed him lightly on the mouth, "Xu Jia, I won't leave you, no matter what happens, I won't."

……

"Okay."

"Ah."

……

The suppressed emotions erupted without warning in this empty courtyard in an instant, and the two jade pendants collided with Xu Jia as he squatted down.

He hung two jade pendants with his name written on his waist, and traveled all over thousands of rivers and mountains, but he still couldn't find his soul, so brother... Where did you go?

After such a long time, even though Xu Jia kept telling himself in his heart that he would find it, one day he would find it...

But at this moment, in this small courtyard, he still easily discarded his armor and broke down crying.

Tears flowed down his fingers, his shoulders trembled, and he squatted in a small ball, as if he had become the four-year-old child back then.

It seemed that hallucinations really appeared, and it seemed that I really heard that familiar voice.

Xu Jia raised his head and saw Fu'er standing in front of him, smiling with the light in his eyes, he stretched out his hand to him.

His, fairy brother.

Xu Jia smiled vainly, and reached out to hold the hand that was close at hand, but the illusion was broken in an instant, and everything came to nothing.

His hand scratched at the void, but found nothing.

His eyes were red, but he couldn't cry anymore, his eyes were dry, his throat rolled up and down, and he closed his eyes slowly in despair.

The heart is ashamed, probably because of this feeling.

Xu Jia came and left quietly without anyone noticing.

He went to look at Zhou Shun secretly, and found that Zhou Shun even had white hair growing out. He smiled dumbly, and saw the tall and straight young man standing behind Zhou Shun.

Ah, even Xiao Chengan has grown so big.

Time flows quietly, but it has become a day and night without any difference in his place.

The sun rose slowly, and the mild sunlight pierced through the thin morning mist and shone on the rusty handle.

Zhou Shun took out the key, and slowly pushed open the long-closed door, which creaked and creaked.

This time he came to Saitama Temple because it will be demolished soon.

He always wanted to come and see it, but he couldn't find the time.

Sometimes when I calm down and think about it, I always feel that what I had decades ago was a big dream, the prime minister in the dream, the arrogant and busy emperor in the dream, and that... I can’t name it people.

After waking up from the dream, everyone left, and he was the only one left in Gancheng, trapped here.

Inside the closed and dusty bedroom door, the sun shines through the window sills and scatters all over the floor, and also shines on the hosta flower quietly placed on the table.

Zhou Shun's eye sockets became hot, and he turned his head away as if in response, but through the small window, he could only see the continuous red palace walls.

But he knew.

In an invisible place, a person was walking on the official road outside the city, slowly going away.

Brother, the hosta flowers are blooming, look, I didn't lie to you.

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The author has something to say:

La la la, there is another episode~ Don't go away~