The night is deep, and a few stars in the huge night sky are scattered in different corners, like strangers who are far away, without fate but with the same loneliness. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the main room of the Zhao family's mansion, several oil candles silently flickered with flames, and Zhao Wudu sat at the table, his thick hand lightly clasped on the corner of the table, looking at Xiang Yiming, who was staring at the candle tears without saying a word.

"Sit down, don't stand there all the time. ”

Like two magnets rubbing against each other to make a dry sound, Zhao Wuke's gaze slowly moved away from Xiang Yiming's body.

Speechless for a long time, Xiang Yiming stood there calmly, as if he hadn't heard Zhao Wuke's words.

"Why be so stubborn. Zhao Wuke shook his head, let out a long sigh, let go of the hand that was lightly clasped on the table, took the tea and drank it in one gulp: "I promised your father to protect you as an adult, and you will be sixteen on the fourth day of the new month next month." ”

"Hmm. ”

Xiang Yiming opened his closed mouth and responded softly, his hand slowly clenched into a fist.

"You're almost an adult. Zhao Wuke put down the teacup in his hand, and his eyes seemed to be old.

"So you signed up for me, do you want to send me away?" Xiang Yiming's blue eyes turned slightly, and there was a faint pain from his nails buckled into his flesh.

"So you already knew. Zhao Wuke raised his head and looked at the stubborn young man in front of him, with a smile in his eyes, but not that kind of pleasant smile: "It was Qingya's little girl who told you." ”

Xiang Yiming didn't answer, staggered Zhao Wuke's gaze, his hand loosened slightly, and leaned towards his back.

"Go down, I'll wait for your good news. Zhao Wuxian noticed the change in the young man in front of him, and he waved his hand, not sad or happy.

"You're not afraid that I'll let you down and lose your spot. Xiang Yiming turned around and said in a calm and lifeless tone.

"Yiming! How could you disappoint your father. Zhao Wuke slowly tapped his right hand on the table, looking at the straight back in front of him, with bitterness in his eyes: "Don't you always feel that you are a caged bird?

The extremely light words fell on Xiang Yiming's ears, but his body couldn't help but be shocked, Xiang Yiming's behavior fell in Zhao Wuke's eyes, and the bitterness in his eyes became more and more intense.

"No, it won't. Xiang Yiming controlled his trembling body, his pupils suddenly increased, and there was a determination in his tone.

Xiang Yiming's words fell, he slowly walked to the door and suddenly stopped, and said in an indifferent tone: "Aren't you afraid that I will come back to seek revenge on you?"

"Haha!"

"Hah.."

The candle tears solidified little by little, and the intermittent laughter spread in the room, and Zhao Wuwu looked at the back of the young man in front of him and laughed: "Back then, I chose to save you with the king of Yue on my back, and I put my life down." ”

Hearing this, Xiang Yiming didn't answer, his blue eyes were a little gloomy: "But if you kill my father, you save me, I will still kill you in the future." ”

The young man's extremely weak words fell into Zhao Wuke's ears, and he felt a pain in his heart, the father of the young man in front of him, Xiang Ke, had indeed died under his knife.

His eyes seemed to have lost their vitality, and they suddenly dimmed, he was Xiang Ke's senior brother, the proud son from the Battle Gate of Tianji Pavilion.

"I don't have a choice, I am the general of this Yue country, and your father and I are our own masters on the battlefield. Zhao Wuwu stopped the movements in his hand, and his expression was gloomy.

"Smack"

The door was suddenly pulled shut by Xiang Yiming, and then slammed back, Zhao Wuwu looked at the young man's back, took a heavy breath, raised his head and closed his eyes, and muttered: "Senior brother, I have no choice, Brother Tuoba once predicted that Ming'er would ascend to the throne of Wuyue Kingdom in the future, otherwise what if I protect him for the rest of my life?"

"I don't have a choice, I'm the general of this Yue country..."

"Senior brother, will you blame me, it's been ten years, ten years, your blood seems to be sealed in my knife... It's so heavy..."

...........

It's been a few days since Tuoba Qian came to Xiang Yiming, Qingya held her cheeks and watched the young man in the courtyard practicing his knife skills over and over again, and a little dark green leaf on the ground was trampled on by the young man in front of him and stuck to the ground, drilling out a few green stains, and it was dull when the wind blew.

Qingya seemed to have something to say to Xiang Yiming, and she almost wanted to open her mouth, but when she met the young man's blue eyes, she swallowed the words again.

"Qingya, what do you want to say?"

Xiang Yiming put down the knife in his hand and looked at Qingya's clear eyes, he always felt that Qingya in front of him seemed to have something on his mind today.

"Hmm"

Qingya nodded and stood up: "Sister Qian's father is seriously ill, and I don't know how anxious she will be now. ”

"Oh"

Xiang Yiming responded, and he always knew the reason why Tuoba Qian's girl hadn't come these days.

"Brother Yiming, to.. Why don't we check it out? Qingya plucked up the courage to say very seriously to Shang Xiang Yiming's eyes.

"Don't go"

Xiang Yiming turned around and hesitated, but his tone was categorical.

"I'm not going..."

A thin and light voice spit out from Qingya's mouth with a request, and a touch of helplessness was pulled out of her delicate features.

"There you go! I'm still going to practice, and next month it's the draft. ”

The overlord knife pulled up the air flow that seemed to solidify around and made a "whirring" sound, Qingya watched the young man in front of her dance the overlord knife in her hand again, her expression darkened, and she turned around silently, she knew that the young man in front of her who had been with her for ten years was about to leave her, disappearing from her eyes and then blurring with time.

Xiang Yiming was left alone in the empty courtyard, occasionally walking past a few people who looked in a hurry, he spread out his hand, and the sword in his hand fell to the ground with a low sound, he seemed to have lost his mind, and suddenly collapsed on the ground, squinting at the blue sky, his eyes moved with the silky clouds.

As the day began to darken, he got up from the ground and walked out of the house with a knife in his hand.

The streets were deserted at night, and a few sarongs hung at the gate of the mansion on the side of the street, and the faint light came out and hit the stone lion at the door.

Xiao Suo's figure walked past the mansions, and after a long time, the small steps stopped, Xiang Yiming looked at the Tuoba family's mansion from afar, and his steps lifted and retracted.

After being silent for a long time, Xiang Yiming sighed lowly, he didn't have many friends, and he didn't know why he had Tuoba Qian in his heart these days.

He walked around the main entrance, stood behind the walls of the house, and looked up to see a woman holding her legs and pillowed her knees, dancing in the wind.

"Tuoba Qian?"

Xiang Yiming had never seen such a Tuoba Qian, and for some reason there was sadness in his heart, filling his heart with a little breathlessness.

Xiang Yiming walked to the wall, picked up a few big stones, built them up in the corner of the wall, and struggled to climb the wall, he walked silently along the wall, and from time to time raised his head to see the girl dancing on the roof.

The soft moonlight was like a light veil, dyed with the golden yellow of the sleeping earth, and slowly covered the body of the girl on the roof.

Xiang Yiming was a little distracted, he just walked like this and looked at it over and over again.

Finally, he went to the roof and sat down beside Tuoba Qian and fell silent.

"Are you mute? Some hoarse and gentle words floated from his side.

Xiang Yiming turned his head and saw that her blue and chestnut eyes were dyed with moisture, her small lips were a little pale, a few strands of scattered hair were pressed by the wind on her forehead, and the thin tips of her hair were constantly shaking in front of her eyes.

Slightly distracted, Xiang Yiming didn't know how to comfort the girl in front of him.

"My mother said my dad was leaving, leaving here for a long distance. Tuoba Qian turned her head, resting on her knees, her eyes looking at the street where she had fallen asleep under her feet.

The words of sadness and helplessness were blown away by the wind, swallowed up by the silence around them.

As if his heart had been pricked by a needle, Xiang Yiming saw the corners of the girl's eyes in front of him slicing through the crystal tears, sliding down her jade-like face and falling onto the cyan tiles.

He stretched out a hand, but it was stiff in the air and couldn't let go, his lips were slightly open and wanted to say something comforting, but his lips seemed to be glued together, and he could only make a low "whirring" sound.

"I'm so scared, I'm so scared to lose him like this. ”

The soft body with the fragrance of the woman suddenly rushed into Xiang Yiming's arms, and a low sobbing sound came from Tuoba Qian's throat.

The stiff body slowly relaxed, Xiang Yiming looked at Tuoba Qian, who was crying in his arms, his heart ached slightly, and his hand hanging in mid-air fell and rested on Tuoba Qian's shoulder: "Cry, if you feel sad, I will always accompany you like this." ”

The woman in her arms didn't seem to hear it, grabbed Xiang Yiming's hand and strangled it hard, her nails digging deep into her clothes.

Xiang Yiming didn't dare to move, and kept this movement quietly watching the girl in his arms crying.

The wind carried through the wind chimes on the eaves, making a crisp sound, and Qingya bit her mouth and looked at the two backs on the opposite roof, her eyes a little gloomy.

She came early today, and when she saw Tuoba Qian's somewhat haggard appearance, she couldn't bear it in her heart, so she called someone to bring the news back to her father in the house, and stayed here alone to accompany this Tuoba Qian, who was younger than her, but usually called her sister with a playful smile.

As if she had lost her mind, Qingya looked at Tuoba Qian hugging Xiang Yiming's arms, and the sprouting seed in her heart seemed to have encountered a heavy rain, and the rain fell on her heart but soaked the roots of the tooth, as if she was about to lose her breath.