whale wave

From Sanjiang, there was no news from Zhao Zizhen. Chen Jingsheng had already sent two groups of people there. At first he was anxious, but later he became less anxious.

Chen Yu wanted to ask Zhao Zizhen to come, because he was a relative of Zhao Yousheng and a reliable person, and Chen Yu wanted to entrust Zhao Youcheng's body to him.

Now, Zhao Yousheng is resurrected.

But Chen Yu couldn't find the chance of resurrection, and he waited all his life, and Zhao Yousheng woke up when he was about to die.One death for one life, one death for one life, is probably their fate.

Ever since he found out about Zhao Yousheng, Chen Jingsheng asked his servants to keep an eye out for the visitors, and even organized a few healthy servants to watch the courtyard and squatted at the door with their weapons attached, ready for battle.He would be so wary, he really wasn't superstitious, the Chen family was responsible for the tragic experience of Zhao Yousheng and his family.

Besides, maybe Zhao Yousheng doesn't want to be preserved by others, and he will be resurrected 60 years later to face this world where relatives and friends are gone, and things are changing and people are changing.It's a person, and it's hard to avoid resentment in my heart after this encounter.

What's more, after being resurrected from the dead, he is probably neither a human nor a ghost, so maybe his temperament is even more weird and his actions are more extreme.

Chen Jingsheng went to inspect the gate of the courtyard and asked the health servant if he saw any strange people?The health servant said no.Mu Yuanyi followed behind, and said softly: "He is a handsome gentleman, not an ugly person."

"How is it compared to me?" Chen Jingsheng asked quite seriously.

Mu Yuanyi shook his head: "You're far behind."

Chen Jingsheng's little concern was immediately brushed away, he is not bad.

He grew up under the care of his great-uncle, who grew up very fast, and his great-uncle still has a sea-going ship for trade, which he is in charge of, although he sent a servant to go to sea for him, and did not follow the ship himself.He is only young, and when he stops at the port, no matter who sees him, he has to be respectful.

Soon, there was only one day left before the three-day deadline that Mu Yuanyi said.

Early in the morning, Chen Yu returned to the light, and he was so energetic that he was able to get out of bed.Looking at the autumn scenery outside the window, he murmured to himself: "It's late autumn, and the leaves of the ginkgo tree are all yellow."

Suddenly it seemed that the whole person recovered, but this was because he was about to die.

Chen Jingsheng supported Chen Yu, and Mu Yuanyi accompanied them. The three of them went to Chen's bookstore to enjoy the autumn. A group of servants followed behind with their mats and boxes.

The three sat under the ginkgo tree, the fallen leaves were colorful, silent and peaceful.Holding on to the table, Chen Yu chatted with Mu Yuanyi as if tirelessly, talking about his youth, about his first acquaintance with Yuanyi, and the reunion after that——Chen Yu often went to Yuyi to see Zhao Yousheng's corpse.

Until Chen Yu gradually aged, it was not convenient for navigation, and it was difficult to reach the dangerous and remote Yuyi.

Chen Jingsheng made tea and accompanied him quietly. He was always a good listener.The uncle never mentioned Zhao Yousheng, not even a word.Chen Jingsheng thought that his uncle had obviously tried his best to rescue Zhao Yousheng when he was young.

How many emperors longed for longevity, whether they were seeking elixir from overseas, or burning gold to get purple smoke, didn't they all turn into dust to no avail?

Now that Zhao Yousheng is resurrected, should the uncle be happy or sad.

Chen Yu's speech occasionally paused, as if he was caught in remembrance, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes and the sparse eyebrows gathered together when he smiled, and some sadness was revealed when he stretched out.

It is inevitable that people are too obsessed with love and cannot get it, so they go crazy. Only in the end do they realize that they cannot make up for their mistakes.

If he had allowed Zhao Yousheng to die in his arms back then, instead of giving Haiyu's courage to him, and let him die naturally, buried in the family cemetery, and finally turned into a handful of dust, would that have been his wish?

The strong wind blows, and the leaves of ginkgo are all over the ground, and the whole courtyard is golden.

Chen Jingsheng unfurled his long moon-white wind robe and draped it over Chen Yu's thin shoulders. Aging and disease made him so thin that his body was submerged in the wind robe.The wind robe is simple and elegant, and it contrasts with the surrounding gold, which has a quiet but warm beauty.

"Yuanyi, naive and blue, like in the sea..."

Chen Yu's voice gradually weakened, and it didn't sound so clear. Mu Yuanyi was beside him, looked up at the sky, and replied, "There really isn't a single cloud."

There is often such a clear blue sky on the sea, the difference is that the sky is blue, and the sea is also blue, but here the sky is blue, and the ground is golden.So bright and dazzling, like the intense youth once had, like the blazing love in youth.

"Shu Mao, when you and I landed on Yingnan Island, you said that if you could buy the island, you would live here, remember?" Mu Yuanyi said with a smile, sharing the happy time between the two of them in the past .

"I remember this incident. Later, the island was taken by the pirate Zhu Liu'er. It's a pity that it's such a good place." Yingnan Island is an island that Chen Yu likes to go to. With his ability, he can live there if he wants to. , but then encountered an accident, and lost that leisurely elegance.

When the wind picked up, the leaves fluttered with the wind, and it also blew Chen Yu's wind robe. A ginkgo leaf fell on his lapel. He raised his finger with great effort, and touched it lightly. A gust of wind blew it away again.

Mu Yuanyi brushed back his hair that was blown by the wind, and said with a smile, "Zhu Liu'er has been driven away a long time ago, I plan to live there soon."

"Very good, are the peach blossoms on the island still there?" Chen Yu's voice was as light as that dead leaf.

Mu Yuanyi and Chen Jingsheng supported Chen Yu, wanting him to lie on the mat, but he refused, motioned to lean back, and let him lean against the tree trunk gently.Chen Yu narrowed his eyes, looking at the fallen leaves dancing in the air, he heard Mu Yuanyi say: Here, there are peach blossom trees everywhere, and they will bloom in early spring next year.

Chen Yu thought wearily, in the early spring of next year, if the soul can return, I would like to go around for a while. After death, the soul will be as light as the wind.

His eyes were almost closed, the wind was blowing comfortably, but he still didn't want to fall asleep, he wanted to wait for that person, would he come?

He should come, Chen Yu knows Zhao Yousheng very well in some aspects, although most of the time, he doesn't know what he thinks at all.It's a pity that their hearts are not stuck together.But he still knew that he would come to him, even if he resented himself, he would still come.

Chen Yu's consciousness went blank for a moment, like a kite with a broken string, but he continued. He heard the sound of Chen Jingsheng jumping up and shouting. fell to the ground, and a dark, tall man strode across the threshold and entered.

He was wearing a dark purple robe and a black crown with a jade fish bag. Chen Yu personally changed this outfit for him back then.Back then, Chen Yu wiped away the blood on his body inch by inch, combed his long hair, tied it into a bun, put on layers of clothes for him, tied his clothes with belts, wrapped silk ribbons around crystal walls, and hung gold silk agarwood bag.

He raised his head, his eyebrows were like swords, and his eyes were like stars. His eyes were hard to move away, but they were as cold as frost, making people dare not approach them.At that time, the man who stood tall and hid seven feet had scorching eyes, but now his pupils are covered with gloom and gloom.

You Sheng...

Chen Yu was so weak that he couldn't pronounce his name, and at the last moment of his life, he could no longer feel sadness and joy.

Even with these changes, Zhao Yousheng is still the same as before, with a strong figure and black hair. His age is fixed at 20 years old, the age when they parted.

Chen Jingsheng stepped forward, and he stood in front of Chen Yu, although his hair stood on end and his whole body was trembling.From Mu Yuanyi's reflection, he already knew who it was. Is there anything more frightening than a person who died 60 years ago suddenly appearing in front of his eyes?

The other party's cold breath was frightening, and his icy eyes were bone-chillingly cold. Chen Jingsheng was worried that he would hurt his uncle. He was looking straight behind his shoulder through his shoulder, his eyes were like sharp swords.

He should understand that 60 years have passed, how did he find Nanxi?How did he identify the Chen house that has experienced decades of ups and downs?How could he know that the thin old man was his friend and enemy in the past?

As Zhao Yousheng approached gradually, Chen Jingsheng felt an indescribable sense of oppression, like falling into the deep sea and having difficulty breathing, while the wind carried the breath of the tide, and it was cold on his face.

You don't need revenge, he's dying, don't hurt him.

Chen Jingsheng raised his hand with his palm facing outward, and just about to open his mouth to speak, he received a sharp look from Zhao Yousheng, and immediately he was unable to move, and could only stare wide-eyed in horror, feeling horrified in his heart.

No one knew what it would be like to be resurrected from the dead, but they were no longer human.

Zhao Yousheng didn't encounter any obstacles, and walked past Chen Jingsheng, he gradually approached the ginkgo tree, at this moment, Mu Yuanyi shouted: "Zhao Youcheng, he is going to die!"

Zhao Yousheng's shoulders visibly shook, as if he had just woken up from a big dream. He turned his head with an unforgettable expression. Chen Jingsheng had never seen such an expression, such pain, such forbearance, and tortured.

Although nothing could be reflected in the abyss-like eyes, no trace of emotion escaped.

He was still walking forward, and finally bent his knees on the mat, he grabbed Chen Yu's arms vigorously, he exerted his upper strength, his arms were straightened, so violent, but seeing Chen Yu's appearance clearly, he slowly let go , as if all the hatred at that moment had dissipated.

"Ah Leftover." Chen Yu's lips twitched, his voice was as thin as a mosquito, and he looked at him with the last ounce of consciousness.

Zhao Yousheng's throat slipped, and he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Don't die!"

This sound contains many emotions, whether it is hatred, resentment, love or love, they are intertwined and it is difficult to distinguish.

"Chen Yu, you are not allowed to die." He said again, like gnashing his teeth.

Zhao Yousheng clasped Chen Yu's hand, a faint light floated from his hand, and Chen Yu's old and thin fingers gradually changed.At this time, Chen Jingsheng was able to move his body, but he was dumbfounded.

"Let him go." Mu Yuanyi stepped forward to stop him, but he was suddenly stunned.

There were tears on Zhao Youcheng's face, and his expression was extremely sad, because Chen Yu was lying in Zhao Youcheng's arms like a boy.

With long black hair and a pretty face, he returned to his youth. That was the Chen Yu in Zhao Yousheng's memory.

Chen Yu's eyes were closed tightly, his life was gone, and the youth at this moment was like a flash in the pan.

The ginkgo leaves fell like butterflies, the branches were empty, and the autumn wind blew back, mourning and mourning.

Zhao Youcheng picked up Chen Yu's body and let his head rest on his shoulders. His movements were unusually gentle. He slowly raised his head and looked at the familiar ginkgo tree. He seemed to hear the words of children talking in his ears. Loud reading.

Chen Yu's long hair draped over Zhao Yousheng's arm became snow-white very quickly. At the same time, his youthful and plump cheeks were instantly sunken and decayed. This is the trace of time and the irresistibility of death.

Zhao Yousheng hugged Chen Yu's body tightly, and knelt for a long time in the autumn wind, until the last ginkgo leaf fell, and he was like a stone statue, covered in leaves.

The golden light is bright, the leaves grow long, and the moon-white wind robes and purple robes are intertwined, and their figures are gradually hidden by the autumn colors.

The author has something to say: Zhao Yousheng: The rebirth scene is about to be filmed.

Director: In fact, it's good to end here, let's just treat it as a short story, the end of the whole play.

Zhao Yousheng (gloomy like a ghost): Try it.

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Director (counting the money): Boss Zhao is generous, the funds are in place, the next chapter is to start rebirth!Take people softly, the rebirth scene is sweet, how cruel the previous life was, and the rebirth will be so sweet.

The nephew and Yuan Yu appeared together again, it must be a long time later, they have a role, it is CP.