I haven't lived like this for many years, the bits and pieces of childhood are like a different life, occasionally there are a few drops of memories flowing in my heart, but it's just a vague shadow, where did the former person go? Where has the joy gone? Where are the memories gone? When people grow up, the world changes, and it becomes more and more strange, Xiantu thought about this qiē with some sadness, and his tears fell to the ground.

The more the samurai saw this scene, he felt a little guilty in his heart, thinking about whether what he had done just now was too much, how could he be an elder brother who had been friends with eight worships like this, which made Xiantu sad, and he was also very sad.

"Brother Xian, what's wrong with you?" The samurai asked, puzzled.

Hearing Wu Shiyue's question, Xiantu wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "It's okay, I just remembered the past." ”

"Brother Xian, the ancients had clouds, and men don't flick when they have tears, don't do it again next time." The more the warrior spoke, handed over a small handkerchief, Xiantu looked at the mandarin ducks embroidered on the handkerchief, and laughed happily.

"Brother Wu, although men don't flick when they have tears, it's just that they haven't reached the sad place, if they are really sad, how can they not shed tears, people are emotional animals, crying and laughing will never be avoided." Xiantu held Samurai Yue's small handkerchief and smiled as he spoke.

When the samurai heard Xiantu say this, he was very puzzled and asked, "Brother Xian, why were you still in tears just now, but you became happy after a while, isn't there something funny?" You see, your face is almost smiling like a flower. ”

Wu Shiyue's words made Xiantu unable to help laughing anymore. Pointing to the pair of vivid mandarin ducks on the handkerchief, he said, "Brother Wu, is this your handkerchief?" How is it the same as a girl's family, and there is a pair of mandarin ducks on it. ”

First of all. Let the samurai more recall the past, after pondering for a while, the samurai Yue said to Xiantu: "This is given by my unmarried lady, for so many years, I have been wearing it on my body, and I have never taken it out for people to use, you are the first, brother Xian." It will also be the last. ”

"Even, so my brother is quite high in your heart?"

After the picture was spoken, the handkerchief was unfolded. Tsai carefully looked at the pair of mandarin ducks on the handkerchief, and said to himself: "It seems that my sister-in-law's craftsmanship is really good, you see that the eyes of this mandarin duck are embroidered lifelike, and Brother Wu is really blessed." ”

I heard Xiantu say this. The samurai let out a long sigh at the sky. Said: "How can there be such a blessing for my brother, my lady who has not passed the door is smart and clever, and she is well-read, and she is a rare good wife, but there are unforeseen circumstances, and people have good fortune and misfortune, but I didn't expect that the night before the wedding, my lady was killed for no reason." This was a huge blow to me, and I couldn't help myself for a while. Thanks to a few friends who often invite me out for a little wine, I slowly feel better, but this matter has always lingered in my brother's heart, and it is beating my brother's fragile heart all the time. ”

The more the samurai finished speaking, another long sigh echoed in the valley, and it could be seen that the samurai was very hurt in his heart, but he buried this pain deep in his heart, and when he said it tonight, he may have sincerely regarded Xiantu as a brother.

Xiantu was particularly shocked when he heard Wu Shiyue's words, and asked puzzledly: "Brother Wu, who killed my sister-in-law?" Has this revenge not been avenged? ”

The warrior shook his head and said sadly: "The revenge has been avenged, and the murderer has been found, but what can I do, can I save my good wife?" ”

"Who is it, who is so bold to actually harm people and ask for their lives in this prosperous world?" Xiantu asked, indignantly wondering who the murderer was.

"Brother Xian, it's over, this matter is over, and Brother Wei doesn't want to mention this matter anymore." The more the samurai waved his hands, he didn't want to say any more.

But where is Xiantu willing to give up like this, I saw him anxiously asking: "Brother Wu, you tell me quickly, who is the murderer?" Who was so bold as to kill your sister-in-law the day before your wedding? And what exactly are you afraid of? ”

Xiantu's stern questioning made the warrior Yue speak: "The murderer is the former crown prince Li Chengqian, and now that he has been sent to the prison, the matter will be over." ”

"What, it was Li Shimin's son who killed your wife, how could this be?" Xiantu couldn't hide the anger in his heart and shouted loudly.

"Shhhh Brother Xian, if you are quiet, how can you call the emperor by his name. The more frightened the samurai looked, he relieved himself when he made sure that there was no one around.

"It's okay Brother Wu, where is there anyone in this valley, except for our two sweaty horses who can hear our conversation, who else can hear it." Xiantu said dismissively.

Then Xiantu asked again: "Brother Wu, the younger brother has something unclear, why is the former prince involved with your lady?" For what reason did he want to kill your lady? ”

Hearing Xiantu's questioning, the samurai Yue said: "The cause of this incident originated five years ago, my lady's father was the prince's master, that is, the prince's teacher, only because he usually disciplined the prince more strictly, so that the prince had murderous thoughts, and then the east window incident, the prince was worried that my lady would sue in front of the palace, so he plotted to kill my gentle and virtuous lady at home." ”

Wu Shiyue's words, tears have long been like beads with broken threads, and just now he was talking about the man's tears and not flicking, and this moment the kung fu has become a daughter's family? I thought about it in a puzzled way.

Xiantu handed the handkerchief to Samurai Yue, but he didn't follow, just wiped his tears a few times with his hand, and his snot was thrown on the bonfire, and the book's anger was gone.

"Brother Wu, don't be sad, let it pass in the past, a new day, we are going to welcome a new sun, let it be saved yesterday for those sorrows of yesterday, no one can take it away, do you say?" Xiantu was relieved, and when he heard Xiantu speak, the samurai stopped sobbing and quietly looked at the bonfire.

At this time, Xiantu threw the handkerchief embroidered with mandarin ducks into the fire, and in an instant, only a pair of mandarin ducks were left burning in the handkerchief.

The more the samurai saw Xiantu's actions, he was shocked and quickly took the handkerchief out of the fire, only to find that it was too late, and the handkerchief had already quietly turned into ashes and burned into a part of the flames.

Obviously, Samurai Yue's anger made Xiantu shudder, this was the last relic left to him by his fiancée, and he was thrown into the fire by Xiantu like this, could he not be sad and sad? (To be continued......)