whale wave

Mu Yuanyi is a handsome young man, he sits on the table, drinking tea leisurely, there is a plate of fruit cakes before the case, and the old servant treats him with good tea and food, he enjoys it happily.He still loves many things in the world, and what he loves is not gorgeous silk satins or dazzling pearls—not rare, but exquisite delicacies in the world.

When he was young, when he first came ashore, he also suffered from his fish maw because he was greedy for human candied fruit and sugar cakes.

The soft and sweet crème fraiche, he took a small bite and chewed carefully with his white teeth. He was savoring the aftertaste. His slender body leaned slightly towards the lacquer table, and his demeanor was elegant and unique.When Chen Jingsheng entered the hall, he saw such an elegant guest, with black hair and a crown of stars, wearing a lake blue crane cloak, with a white collar protruding from the side of his neck.

With just one glance, Chen Jingsheng felt a little fondness in his heart, and then doubts rose in his heart: all the visitors in the past were older, and he had never seen his uncle have such a young friend.

I'm afraid I didn't come to cheat for food and drink?I thought again in my heart: With his appearance, he is definitely not a liar.

Mu Yuanyi gently patted off the custard powder stained on his fingertips. His fingers were long and smooth. He looked up slowly, and saw a young man with thick limbs looking at him.This person is dressed plainly but of very good material, he guessed to be the young master of this mansion, but after a quick look, he felt rough, probably just a villager.

It was also because Mu Yuanyi had seen many people with outstanding looks that he felt that Chen Jingsheng was a villager. He was obviously tall, with good features and a heroic appearance.

Chen Jingsheng was looking straight at people, but he didn't feel embarrassed when he was noticed by the other party. He sat down firmly and asked calmly, "I don't know your name, sir. Where did you come from?"

Seeing his calm demeanor and listening to his succinct speech, Mu Yuanyi replied in a lukewarm way: "Mu Yuanyi, a native of Yingnan, used to have close contacts with Mr. Chen. I passed by Quanzhou today and came here to pay my respects. "

He reported that his family was so straightforward, totally different from people in today's world. How did he cross the ocean to Quanzhou Port when there was a storm at sea a few days ago?

Mu Yuanyi's words were obviously suspicious. Chen Jingsheng was distracted for a moment, thinking: This person's voice is clear and sweet, like the bell of an ancient temple.

Chen Jingsheng was still looking at Mu Yuanyi, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, which made Mu Yuanyi a little depressed, so he accidentally ate another piece of soufflé.

"Uncle's illness has become more and more serious recently, which is worrying. I was sending my slaves to report my uncle's old friends at home and abroad in the past two days, and it happened that Mr. Mu came here." Chen Jingsheng's eyes showed a sense of affinity.

Mu Yuanyi nodded lightly, seemingly not surprised, and said softly: "I know his life is not long."

Chen Yu was like a candle in the wind, and was about to die, even if that incident hadn't happened, Mu Yuanyi would come to visit this old friend and see him off for the last time.

Chen Jingsheng stared at the calm sentence "I know he will die soon", but Mu Yuanyi ignored his surprise, and said slowly: "His time is coming, it will be three days later."

Chen Jingsheng paused, thought for a while, and did not ask any questions.There are many strange people among the uncle's friends, and this young scholar is probably one of them.

After a brief conversation between the two, Chen Jingsheng led Mu Yuanyi to the backyard.

The backyard is luxuriant with flowers, plants and trees, and it looks more and more lonely with few people. My uncle is withdrawn and likes to be quiet, living here alone.In the nice yard, there are never any children playing. The uncle has left no heirs all his life.

When he was seriously ill, the lonely backyard became lively, servants came and went according to orders, and relatives came to spy on him from time to time.Chen Jingsheng knew that Chen Yu hated these relatives, and he could block out the disturbances he could, even if he was scolded by relatives.

When the two came to the hospital bed, Chen Yu was still awake. Chen Jingsheng wanted to wake him up, but Mu Yuanyi raised his hand to stop him. He looked at the aging and haggard Chen Yu with a gloomy expression, and there seemed to be a bit of regret in that gloom.

Chen Yu woke up gradually on the bed, he seemed to sense it, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes trembled, he opened his eyes, the eyes no longer shone like gems, they were dim like black coals that extinguished a flame.In the past, he was in the prime of his life, very elegant, even when he was mourning and haggard, he was not less beautiful.

Mu Yuanyi never thought that he would see Chen Yu's aging and almost ugly appearance, with wrinkled skin and skin attached to thin bones, like a skin bag.

Chen Yu's dim eyes lit up the moment he saw Mu Yuanyi, and with joy, the corners of his wrinkled mouth lifted, and he said leisurely, "Yuanyi, you are here."

Mu Yuanyi nodded, with deep meaning in his eyes, and said kindly: "Shu Mao, I'm here to see you."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, he held Chen Yu's hand, not looking like a junior at all, but like Chen Yu's friend of the same generation.Not only did he treat Chen Yu like this, Chen Yu also treated him like an old friend, which surprised Chen Jingsheng.

One is an octogenarian, and the other is a young man of eighteen or nineteen. Will they be peers?Will they be best friends for many years?Isn't it weird!

Chen Jingsheng's eyes widened, he felt uneasy, he stopped his fists, and when he thought about it, he opened his palms, and the palms were sweaty.

Chen Jingsheng was supposed to be a stupid farmer. Before his uncle returned to live in Nanxi, he was an orphan in the clan. He was black and thin and pitiful.When he was young, he looked up and saw only the rolling mountains of Nanxi River. He didn't know what was beyond the mountains.

Later, my uncle lived in seclusion in Nanxi, sympathized with his experience, raised him, sent him to the library to study, and took him to travel outside.Only then did he know that there is another lively scene beyond the mountains, a bustling city with people from all over the world, a winding coastline, and a vast and boundless sea.

Over the years, he claimed to be well-informed and heard a lot of anecdotes, but at this moment, he couldn't see through Mu Yuanyi's background.

He didn't need to understand it, because his uncle quickly sent the servants away, and even sent him out together.

Uncle was a mysterious and complicated person. Many things about him in his early years sounded very bizarre and weird from other people's mouths, and Chen Jingsheng didn't know how true it was.

Standing among the flowers and plants, staring at the closed door from a distance, what are they talking about in the room?Chen Jingsheng's heart seemed to be scratched by a dog's tail grass. How could he calm down? Mu Yuanyi attracted him, and the secret was even more worrying.

A delicate chrysanthemum died at Chen Jingsheng's feet. It grew silently under the side window, in the corner, and escaped a fierce storm, but it couldn't escape the big feet of the reckless man.

Most of the petals were crushed into the mud, with the flower heart facing upwards, as if complaining: Yes, it is this clumsy guy, you see him hanging on the window, he must have done nothing good.

It was noon, and there was a rare warm sunshine in autumn, but Chen Jingsheng's forehead and back of his neck were covered with cold sweat. His lips were tightly pressed together to avoid screaming.

He didn't hear the details, but it was enough. First, Mu Yuanyi was definitely not human, he had met his uncle decades ago; second, Mu Yuanyi seemed to be from a place called Yuyi.

When the two talked, although Chen Yu's voice was weak, Mu Yuanyi's voice was clear and distinguishable, so Chen Jingsheng could guess from it.

Chen Jingsheng wanted to listen to what they had to say again, but Mu Yuanyi leaned close to his uncle's ear and said something, but seeing his uncle's expression froze, he immediately grabbed Mu Yuanyi's arm tightly, and he heard a violent cough, it was actually Blood splattered the placket!

Mu Yuanyi was so shocked that he screamed, and Chen Jingsheng didn't care about being caught wiretapping, so he hurriedly opened the door and entered to check on his uncle's condition.

On a summer day 60 years ago, a killing suddenly fell on the harbor.

In the dim alleyway, Chen Yu rode his horse and galloped wildly in the wind and rain. The thunderous thunder covered the cries behind him, and thunder and lightning struck, illuminating the two and one horse, and also illuminating the blood on the ground. .Chen Yu grabbed the reins with one hand, and hugged the dying Zhao Youcheng with the other. He raised his head and screamed, his face could not tell whether it was blood or tears, and it turned into rain.

A strip of cloth made of torn clothes firmly tied the two on the horse together, while binding Zhao Yousheng's waist and shoulders, while wrapping around Chen Yu's waist, tightly tied, and deeply strangled into the flesh, so obsessed.The blood was bright red, dripping from Zhao Youcheng's drooping arm, and splashed into the rain, dyeing the white horse whizzing and flying into a blood horse...

What happened 60 years ago has not ended yet.

Fortunately, the doctor's family was not far from Chen's house, and the servant who was still in shock had no time to explain the reason, so he took the doctor to Chen's house.The doctor was also a person who had seen too many urgent matters, so he straightened his clothes, calmly, and started to treat Chen Yu.

After Chen Yu escaped to sleep, the doctor reprimanded Chen Jingsheng and Mu Yuanyi, saying that the old man was seriously ill and weak, so don't mention anything that would make him sad, angry or surprised, otherwise he would cough up blood again when excited.

Chen Jingsheng was dignified and silent, while Mu Yuanyi was calm and indifferent to the point of cruelty.

Only Mu Yuanyi knew how important the news was to Chen Yu. He had been waiting for 60 years.

As dusk approached, Chen Jingsheng asked the maidservant to clean up a side room for the guest who came from afar to rest.As the host, Chen Jingsheng expressed a little apology for the outdated old house and the inconsiderate hospitality.Mu Yuanyi glanced at the faded bed curtains and the painted wooden bed, and turned a deaf ear to Chen Jingsheng's words. His indifferent appearance made Chen Jingsheng feel unhappy in his heart, so he blurted out and asked him: "What did you say to my uncle?" what?"

Mu Yuanyi turned his back to Chen Jingsheng and said coldly, "Didn't you hear everything?"

He seemed a little impatient, and walked towards the window, where the autumn scenery was bleak.

"The last sentence." Chen Jingsheng grabbed the wide sleeves of Mu Yuanyi's cloak with his big hands. He didn't use any strength, otherwise the sleeves would definitely tear.

Mu Yuanyi flicked lightly, and the sleeves made of fine material were separated from Chen Jingsheng's fingers.Chen Jingsheng withdrew his hand, resentful, lowered his head and sniffed, there was a faint fragrance of clothes on his fingertips.

Chen Jingsheng was a little frustrated, and turned around to go out the door. At this moment, Mu Yuanyi's voice came from behind, with a faint meaning: "Do you really want to know?"

The author has something to say: Chen Jingsheng brandished a knife on the director's neck: Don't be tricky, just say it!explain!