"The farmhouse in front is my and Xiyan's home, and he's in it!"

Yique pointed to the thatched hut in front of him and said.

Wanjun was very surprised, Xiyan used to enjoy glory and wealth, how could she live in such a place?

"I'll send you here!"

Yique calmly looked at the cottage they had stayed in, especially the time when he was sick, with whom he had spent the most memorable time of his life.

"Aren't you going in?"

Wanjun turned her head to look at him and asked.

"I'm not going in, he doesn't want to see me anymore. Don't mention me to him, lest he be saddened! ”

After he finished speaking, he looked up at the hut in front of him, and left the hut with lost eyes.

"I'm leaving, I hope you can bring Xiyan to the palace and bring it to you, only in this way can I rest assured."

He really turned away, and walked away with the wind in the forest. Wanjun didn't look back at him, and she didn't keep him anymore. He didn't want to see him, he had his own reasons, so why should he force it?

He looked at the hut fixedly, as if he saw the past where Yique and Xiyan were laughing and playing here, and as if he saw the moment when they parted in life and death. They used to be his best friends, but they became the ones who hated him the most.

"Xiyan, I haven't seen each other for so long, I really don't know what we said when we met!"

He simply didn't want to, since he came, what was there to be afraid of? He walked along a path where the weeds had been trampled down.

He hadn't taken a few steps when the sky suddenly became cloudy, and it looked like a heavy rain was coming. The earthy smell in the air was not very pleasant, and for a moment he inhaled deeply, wanting to feel the novelty and asked.

The hut immediately appeared in front of him, and it looked no different from an ordinary farmer. The yard was fenced, and the gates of the fence were nailed with wooden poles.

He pushed open the door and walked inside. The yard was clean and there was nothing.

"This is Xiyan's home?"

When he saw this barren courtyard, his heart twitched. Maybe he really couldn't bear to live in a place like this, or maybe he was afraid to see him. In short, his heart was flustered, like a dark cloud in the sky, crowded with small raindrops, but it could not fall.

The door to the hut was closed, which gave him time to prepare. He was afraid that he would be shameless against the people in the door.

Suddenly, the wind blew the thatch on the roof, and the thatch was blown to the eaves and swayed. The lonely thatch didn't know who Wanjun was, and the more it swung, the more intense it became, and finally it was blown away by a strong wind.

"Xiyan, you will forgive me, you will forgive me......"

Wanjun stretched out her hand, hesitated for a long time, and knocked on the door.

But after a while, no one came to open the door. Just as he was about to knock again, a drop of rain fell on the ground and stirred up a cloud of dust.

"It's going to rain!"

He looked up at the sky, and as soon as he lifted his head, the raindrops immediately swooped down in a torrential manner.

"It's really down!"

Without thinking about anything, he pushed the door open and walked in.

As soon as you enter, there is a small wooden table, under which are placed two square stools. At first glance, the square stool and table are a set, but this set is made of wood.

The teacup on the table lies quietly, telling the story of the master without saying a word.

"No matter where you go, you still like tea so much!"

With a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, he walked over and picked up the teacup, put it under his nose and sniffed it.

"Longjing, it's West Lake Longjing!"

He poured a glass excitedly, and was about to drink it, when he heard someone shouting outside the house.

"Who, who's in there?"

Although the voice was shattered by the rain, he could still hear that it was sunset.

He smiled happily, but he didn't dare to turn around, he was afraid that as soon as he turned around, the sunset would disappear.

After he had said that, for a while there was the sound of the rain beating on the roof and the leaves, but he was never heard again.

"Is he gone? How can there be no sound? ”

Wanjun still didn't dare to move, the teacup in her hand was trembling, and the water in the teacup was tumbling like the sea in a storm.

Xiyan was soaked all over, and when he went out, he didn't expect it to rain suddenly. The medicine basket on his back was drenched in the rain, and it kept pulling down.

He stood in the rain and refused to come in, even if the heavy rain penetrated his body, he would not come in.

He was familiar with the people in the room, and although he only showed his back through the rain curtain, he knew who he was at a glance.

Wanjun didn't know what was going on outside. The rain not only beat the roofs and leaves, but also crackled in the stagnant water. The sound was really annoying, and he was upset by the slapping.

He still couldn't break down, and slowly turned to look out of the house.

The heavy rain had no intention of stopping, and it was still very clear in the air, but as soon as it fell to the ground, countless yellow mud splashed up. He didn't care whether it was yellow or clear, but he was standing in the rain, which made him overwhelmed.

Xiyan stood in the pouring rain, the rain drenched his clothes, and the yellow mud wet his boots. He seemed to be crying, but the tears were washed away by the rain, and there was not even a trace of it. And the sobbing sound was even less audible, and there was nothing left under the pressure of the rain that shook the mountain.

The two of them stared at each other through the clear rain curtain, but they couldn't see each other's faces clearly, and they could only guess each other's expressions through the rain curtain.

None of them dared to speak, so they stared at each other. One wept in the rain and the other in the house. One was soaked in the rain, and the other was clean. At this moment, there are only two worlds in the world, one wet and one dry. And there are only two kinds of people in the world, one Wanjun and the other Xiyan.

Wanjun still couldn't hold back, he didn't want to stand alone in this world to appreciate the world of Xiyan alone. He ran out crying and grabbed him.

"Xiyan, I finally know that I found you!"

His voice trembled terribly, perhaps out of fear or out of guilt. In short, his heart was trembling when he held her.

"Du Wanjun, do you still have the face to come here?"

Wanjun pushed him away and pointed to his nose.

"Why don't you go far, why do you come back, why do you come here and disturb my life? Haven't you done me enough? What more do you want? ”

He roared madly in the rain, and the medicine basket on his back slipped from him, as if to participate in his anger.

But his anger did not last long, and he fell to his knees and wailed.

"Du Wanjun, why did you come back, why did you come back?"

Wanjun saw Xiyan kneeling on the ground and crying, he ran over to help him up.

"Xiyan, I'm sorry, I know I shouldn't come, but if I don't come, is it still human? I don't know where you went? I've been worried about guilt, and now that I've found you, I'll never let you leave me again! ”

His words were interrupted again and again by the rain, but the rain was heavy and cold, and it couldn't stop him from finishing his speech.

"Xiyan, you get up, it's raining too much, let's go back to the house!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his arm was opened by Xi Yan.

"Du Wanjun, what are you telling me to say? And come to the cat crying mouse fake mercy! I won't forgive you, far from you! ”

With that, he got up and ran back to the house and closed the door.

Wanjun also ran over, but she was still one step slower than him. He stood outside the door and knocked on it, begging for his forgiveness.

"Xiyan, please open the door, please open the door, please......"

He sat limply in the doorway, but it was still tightly shut, and there was no sign of it opening.

Xiyan sat against the door, sobbing weakly.

"Du Wanjun, I beg you not to disturb my life anymore, why do you just refuse to let me go? Why? Why? ”

He closed his eyes and recalled the scenes they had had at Taichang Temple. They went out of the palace to play together, were scolded by Lord Li together, danced together, and fled for their lives together. There are too many together, but then he Du Wanjun only has himself, and he is still him.

"Xiyan, I don't know how to explain it to you, and I know that even if I do, you won't forgive me. But I'm still going to say it. Xiyan, things are not what you think, I took advantage of you, but I don't want to hurt you. ”

The rain became heavier and heavier, and the icy rain hit her mercilessly, making her bleed without even hitting her.

"Xiyan, do you remember the oath we made? I don't want to be born in the same year, the same month, and the same day, but I want to die in the same year, the same month, and the same day! ”

After he finished speaking, the stone in his heart finally fell to the ground, and the words that had been pressed in his heart for so long were finally spoken.

"I don't want to be born on the same day and month of the same year, but I want to die on the same day and month of the same year!"

Xiyan stood up and laughed, "Du Wanjun, you can go." Now I'm nothing, I'm nothing, nothing. If you still have the slightest mercy and kindness, can you let me spend the rest of my life here? ”

He stood calmly in front of the door with a pale face. He knew that his cowardice had made him miss out on many options, and it also made him carry the weight in cowardice. He was already overwhelmed.

"Xiyan, I'm sorry, I didn't know it hurt you so much. I'm gone, but I want you to cheer up, because you have someone to protect! ”

Wanjun stood up, stood at the door, looked at the still closed door, and smiled in disappointment. He reached out and tried to touch the door, but he still didn't have the courage to touch it again.

"Forget it, since he doesn't want to, then why bother him?"

He endured his grief and turned away.

"Guarding someone? If that person really needs his protection, then why didn't he come himself? ”

Xiyan wanted to open the door and go out, but his cowardice still made him unable to muster up the courage to go out.

"Forget it, since it's so tiring to protect someone, why make yourself so miserable?"

He burst into tears, not knowing how long he could protect him, let alone how long he could let him do it. Maybe his guardianship is not worth mentioning at all, and it is nothing at all in Yique's opinion.