The night was thick, and the thunder outside the window was bursting, and in an instant the rain poured down, and the raindrops the size of beans hit the eaves, converged into a trickle and then fell.

Bai Yue lay on the bed tossing and turning and fell asleep unsteadily, and the rumbling thunder seemed to hit people's ears directly.

There was another thunderclap accompanied by lightning, and the room was as bright as day. Bai Yue was finally awakened, and sat up holding the quilt with his misty eyes open, and lightning flashed across the sky, and the room was clearly extinguished.

Bai Yue was about to lie down and fall asleep again, when he heard a loud "bang" on the roof, as if something heavy had fallen down, and a few broken tiles fell from the roof and fell in front of the bed.

The person on the bed was startled, completely awake, it couldn't be that he was struck by lightning, right? Bai Yue ran out of bed barefoot, lit the candlestick on the table and raised it above his head, there was a hole in the roof, but there was no burn mark.

Could it be that a bird has fallen?

Bai Yue was raising his head and wondering what kind of bird was so lethal that it could even smash through the roof, a string of liquid fell down and dripped right next to his cheek, Bai Yue reached out and wiped it, a rusty smell, sticky red.

It's blood.

Bai Qin was sleeping soundly, and suddenly someone grabbed his neck and shook violently, accompanied by a shout in his ear: "Get up quickly, get up quickly, and die!"

"Ahem, ahem...... If you pinch it any longer, you're going to die...... Ahem. Bai Qin was so pinched that he almost rolled his eyes, and finally broke the hand on his neck and sat up, and the scene in front of him was so frightened that he almost pulled it again.

In the dim flickering candlelight, a wet man lay on his bedside, his hair scattered, and suddenly a lightning bolt swept across the sky, and he could see that half of the man's exposed face was covered with blood, which flowed down the water stains onto his clothes, and blurred a large red color.

Bai Yue was stunned for a moment, and then shrank into the bed while screaming in horror, "Ahhh

Bai Qin's face was black, and he felt deep despair for such a cub who sold his brother to survive, so he had to get closer and pull away the wet hair on Bai Ming's forehead and said to him: "Don't shout, it's an acquaintance." ”

Bai Yue put down the hand covering his face, "Acquaintance?"

Bai Qin nodded, and then was pressed on the bed by Bai Yue, who was angry, "What are you doing at night, you almost scared me to death!"

"What's the matter with me...... Bai Qin struggled out with his arms fluttering, "Come, let me go and show him the wound first." ”

Bai Qin was busy for half the night, and he also lost the life of that kid, leaving so much blood and falling from the roof, there was still a breath of air, it was really a miracle of life.

Bai Yue followed and put his hand on the side, wiping the blood stains on the man's face with a cloth towel soaked in water, "Brother, you see this person is so good-looking, can't he be a girl?"

Bai Qin stopped bandaging in his hand, and his gaze swept to the man's flat chest, "What do you say?"

Bai Yue glanced at it and said with emotion: "This girl's chest is also a little too flat." ”

"......" Bai Qin glanced at his cub speechlessly, "He's a man." ”

Bai Yue blinked, and looked at the unconscious man again, with an Adam's apple on his neck, and he looked tall, there was no doubt that he was indeed a man, but that face was too beautiful, beautiful like a peach blossom blooming in spring, so that people couldn't take their eyes off.

"The wounds are all taken care of, and I will go to boil the medicine at dawn, and I will go back to sleep." After Bai Qin finished processing, he handed the pharmacy to Bai Yue, and walked out with a yawn with the medicine box, Bai Yue took the prescription and answered, watched him out, and turned his gaze to the bed.

The man was still unconscious, his clothes were not only wet but also had several cuts, and he was lying quietly in his white underwear, his face was pale from blood loss.

Wen Ren Bai Ming opened his eyes, blinked his dry eyelids, and there was a soft futon under him, thinking that he had been rescued.

Turning his head slightly, his gaze unexpectedly crashed into a pair of ignorant eyes, Bai Yue obviously had just woken up, his vision was not focused, his eyes were wide open like a small animal, and he looked at Bai Ming's gaze for a while before he became clear.

Hearing this, Bai Ming smiled shallowly, his voice was a little hoarse, "You saved me?" He was already very good, and now he is even more beautiful and thrilling when he laughs, Bai Yue looked at it blankly, felt that his face was a little hot, and he forgot to answer for a while.

Wen Ren Bai Ming looked at his stunned blushing appearance a little funny, and he didn't urge him, and it took a while for Bai Yue to come back to his senses, and he couldn't speak well, "No, it's not me, it's my brother." ”

"Thank you very much. Hearing this, Bai Ming was still smiling, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, Bai Yue felt that he could directly boil medicine with his face if he stayed any longer, so he hurriedly got up and ran out, "No thanks, I, I'll go and boil medicine for you." ”

As a result, because he had been lying on the head of the bed all night, his legs had long been numb, and he fell forward uncontrollably as soon as he took a step, and the whole person lay on the ground in the shape of a "big".

Bai Ming, who heard the man, was also taken aback, and hurriedly asked him, "Are you okay?" ”

Bai Yue: "...... No, it's okay. ”

Bai Qin heard the sound in the house and pushed the door in, and at a glance saw his cub prostrate at his feet in a five-body posture, "Why did you suddenly make such a big salute?"

Bai Yue: "......"

Wen Ren Bai Ming: "...... Big brother!"

Hearing this, Bai Ming's mood suddenly began to scatter, and the environment in front of him was instantly distorted. As a result of the darkness of the eyes, there are constant dreams of the past in a brief hypoxic coma......

I still remember that day, when he first stepped into Baiqin's abandoned courtyard, he was blinded by the pear petals brought by a sudden gust of wind, and dimly saw a handsome young man in Tsing Yi sitting on the flower tree in front of him, his skin and long hair were as white as snow, and he was integrated with a pear blossom.

The jet-black lacquer-like hanging long green silk, pale skin, the whole body is radiant, and the transparent texture of the aqua blue robe hangs on the waist.

Different from the gentle and handsome people of the Wenren clan, this man's whole body exudes the otherworldliness of the crowd, as if he is alone in the world and compassionate.

Touching the strings, a violent sound of the piano burst out of the air on the white jade-like slender fingertips, smashing the tender petals that swirled and fluttered, and suddenly the red powder was scattered and splashed.

The young man wore a moon-white robe, no carvings, an ink-dyed black gauze outline, plain silver, and a flawless heart.

The black and green silk like a crow feather flows down like a nine-song galaxy, not tied or bound. Flicking the red flowers in his hair, staring at the mist in the mountains in the distance, the young man lowered his head and sniffed the peach petals at his fingertips, and his eyes seemed to have stars falling in the middle of it.

The warm sunlight in those eyes reflected the extreme cold indifference, faintly glowing with a shuddering blue, like the snow that does not melt all year round in the extremely cold land, which will never melt.

The rejection between the eyebrows and the indifference of thousands of miles away and the constant sorrow of the cut are combined into one, creating his delicate facial features and the unique faint sentimentality on his body, and there is no such person in the whole life.

He mistakenly thought that he was a fairy living on the flower tree, and was about to draw his sword to pick it off, but he saw the young man turn over and stand in front of him, and his jade-carved fingers gently pressed his right hand that was trembling when he pressed the sword.

The boy was so close to him that he could see the white eyelashes trembling in front of his reddened pupils, and the sight was so beautiful that the scenery around him was gray, as if he were the only ones in the world who still had color.

"Are you...... My brother?"

Only then did he regain his grip on the hilt of his sword as if he had just woken up from a dream, and his eyes were staring straight into the other's eyes.

Mother said that the bloodline on her body is a gift from God, and it is the real bloodline of the Wenren family, and the demons in the world are afraid of it!

"Zheng, it's Ben Shao!" he was in a cold sweat behind him, "Who are you a monster! Why ......?"

The young man Bai Qin was stunned for a moment, let go of his hand and laughed, took a step back at random, and knelt down calmly, "Wenren is the son of a criminal minister, and Wenren Bai Qin visits his son." ”

The blue hem of the clothes is automatic without wind.

This is the first encounter between Wenren Bai Ming and Bai Qin.

After an emperor, the son of a criminal minister, he is an embarrassed straw bag prince in his eyes, and he is a calm long-haired flower demon in his eyes.

Since that day, Wen Ren Bai Ming would take a walk from time to time to take a sneak peek outside the abandoned courtyard......

It's a pity that the fate between the two of them is shallow.

He also quietly tried to inquire about the past of this "beautiful flower demon", but the answer he got was the same-

Help the remnant blood group monster "Nightmare" escape without authorization, and use the method of changing hearts to save the monster......

It's another year of spring, the spring flowers born by climbing the rockery quietly and silently, the stream is flowing water, the breeze blows the pear blossoms like rain, and in the lonely courtyard, there is no beautiful boy who caresses the qin......

And this monster who is not a good thing when he hears the name, is naturally Bai Yue, who was born as a mermaid in his previous life.

At that time he didn't have that name.

Perhaps because the Yudi Mountains are close to the main stream of the Dijiang River, the climate is warm and gorgeous all year round, and it does not often snowfall heavily in the station of the Wenren clan. And once it comes down, it will be overwhelming, days and nights.

It's like now—

The roads without bluestone slabs were smooth and sturdy, but the snow that fell at first always melted easily, so the paths were muddy and messy.

There were not many pedestrians on the road, and the only few people were nested in thick robes, looking like a bear out of the deep mountains and old forests.

They walked with snow up to their knees, their hands hidden in their wide sleeves, their ears and noses red from the cold.

Probably, they didn't want to travel on such a cold day, but they couldn't do anything about it. So when I went back, I obviously seemed to be in a hurry but ridiculously unable to walk.

On the steps outside the Xingyu Palace, there were several jade beast statues, and the little beggar in ragged clothes curled up between the stone statues and the wall. Although both the walls and the stone statues are cold, at least they can block out some cold wind.

The little beggar just curled up tightly and hugged his knees with his arms, and his little face was as black as his bare arms, and he couldn't see the original color at all.

But that's not the point, the point is that his lips are purple and his thin body is shivering. His eyes were blank, always drooping and opening suddenly.

There are also a lot of abandoned houses, there are ruined temples, and there are a lot of beggars there.

But the little beggar knew that he could not go there, because once the fishtail hidden under the long skirt was exposed, it was not as simple as being beaten up and thrown out by the other beggars.

They will be afraid of him, they will scold him, and they will say that he is a disgusting and cruel monster, an ugly monster who deserves to be cut alive more than 3,000 times, and say......

He felt like he couldn't survive this winter, why?

Because he feels like he's going to die soon, maybe today.

"Childe, why don't you buy two hot buns to eat on the road? ”

"Hmm. ”

The owner of the bun shop not far from the diagonal opposite greeted the guests attentively, and the little beggar touched his stomach with his unconscious hand, he was already as hungry as his hands and feet were unconscious, and he would collapse when he raised his hand now.

The voice of the person who bought the bun was different from the person the little beggar usually saw, and the little beggar was messing around the street every day, and naturally many people were relieved.

But there is no one whose voice is as clear as this one.

Subconsciously glanced in the direction of the bun shop, and it was only a cloud of white and a black shadow. When I opened my eyes, it was still blurry, but I could vaguely see that the man's loose hair in the snow seemed to be able to hang directly into the snow.

Hey, what's the use of seeing it clearly?

The little beggar thought, simply fell in love with the eyes, and waited for the impending death.

In fact, he still blames the monks in this temple a little, it's not good to get this temple anywhere, at least find a mountain. What's going on in the middle of the rows of shops that line this street?

In a trance, a hot fragrance lingered through the nose of the little beggar, and with it a very special ...... A cold and crisp atmosphere.

I opened my eyes with great effort, looked down at the paper bag containing the bun on the steps, and looked up to see the back standing under the tree.

There is a pear tree in front of Qiyun Temple, which never blooms but does not bear fruit. Of course, the pear blossom tree can't even bloom in winter, but there is snow on the branches of the tree, and there are snowflakes falling in the sky.

The moment the man turned his head, the snow was like a pear blossom withering from a tree, pure and beautiful, but it became his foil alone.

He turned his head, his dark hair fluttering lightly in a black robe, and the ground was knee-deep snow, and he was stepping on the snow.

They were not far apart, but the little beggar could not see his eyebrows clearly, only that they must be extremely delicate...... There are no blemishes. The only thing I could see clearly was the cinnabar tear mole under his right eye, as if Yingying wanted to cry.

"Will you come with me?"

He smiled with his eyebrows, but his voice was still clear and indifferent, like a little beggar who didn't care if he agreed or not.

"I do. The black-haired and blue-eyed child did not hesitate, because the current situation could not help but hesitate at all, and few people would choose death between life and death.

"From now on, I will be you...... Brother. ”

The snow is like a pear blossom fluttering and flying, just like the scene in the poem, 'It is like a night of spring breeze, and thousands of trees and pear blossoms bloom'. The black-haired and blue-eyed child recalled this snowy day many years later, and it still seemed as clear as yesterday.