The farther the carriage went north, the stronger the atmosphere of the homeland became.

It's snowing on the outskirts of Wen County. At this time, even the popularity of Beijing is much cooler. The heavy snow roared between the heavens and the earth, like catkins swaying, covering the four fields. Sima Lang looked at Sima Xian, who was sleeping with his eyes closed, and stretched out his hand to close the side curtain of the carriage window, and the interior of the carriage was so dark that it was difficult to see through the light for a while.

"It doesn't have to be this way." Sima Xian's eyes were still closed, and his dry lips moved slightly.

"I'll put you to sleep. I am afraid that the cold is too cold and the snow is too bright. Sima Lang paused, put down his hand that was holding up the curtain, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

"I should learn to get used to this." She opened her clear eyes, and a trace of cold air poured out from between her eyes, creating a free light in the air. "There will be a long time to endure hardships in the future."

Sima Lang frowned, looking at her helplessly but gently. He didn't bother to investigate whether there was a sharp cone hidden under that sentence, and he didn't want to blame him. Since leaving Lujiang, Sima Lang has felt more and more ashamed of Sima Xian. The closer you get to home, the deeper this guilt becomes. What was originally just a slight self-blame was like a tree planted in spring, which took root in Sima Lang's heart, and gradually turned into a tall and lush shame. He wanted to apologize to Sima Xian, but he couldn't say it, and he was even more afraid that after saying it, she would still have a cold gaze, and the corners of her mouth would involve a mocking smile.

This is about punishment, Sima Lang thought. I am afraid that in the future, he will live in this shame and shame, and there will be no possibility of asking for forgiveness.

"Ah Xian, don't hate big brother, I can't help it."

When Sima Xian heard this, an imperceptible look of surprise appeared on his face: "This is my own choice, what do I hate you for?" ”

But the answer she blurted out without thinking about it sounded more like angry words to Sima Lang. He was about to say something more, but he felt the axle of the carriage slowly stop, and a clear cry from outside the door came to his ears.

"Eldest sister, eldest brother!"

It was Sima Yi's voice.

I had already arrived at the doorstep, but this time it was faster than expected. Sima Yi stood at the door with an umbrella, looking at the carriage with clear eyes, as if he was expecting something, he was about to leap forward. A few wisps of snow followed the wind and fell on the young man's white hand, waving and dissolving into soft marks between his fingers. Sima Lang slowly got out of the car, called his younger brother, and then turned around and stretched out his broad palm into the car. Sima Yi saw a slender hand leaning out of the curtain, smooth and beautiful like a carved jade, gently attached to the palm of his eldest brother like a new snow. With a short, slight sound, the beautiful figure floated out of the curtain, like an immortal god, and fell into the snow like a little water on its toes. The plain cloak blends with the ice and snow, clear and pure, and the brilliance is as bright as the moon. As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Sima Yi who had stopped in front of her, her eyes, which were a little tired, suddenly bent in a cordial arc, and in an instant, they were like a clear spring on the stone, which was the same gentleness as in her memory.

"Sister!" Sima Yi also smiled, he was as old and steady as a little adult on weekdays, but at this moment he showed a bright age-appropriate smile. He hurriedly stepped forward and raised the umbrella in his hand above Sima Xian's head: "Eldest sister is afraid of the cold, hurry up and follow Zhongda back to the house, don't freeze." ”

Sima Xian smiled and raised his hand to touch Sima Yi's head. It's just two years since I saw her, and her second brother, who is four years younger than her, has grown up quickly, and now he is the same size as her. Seeing the eldest sister raise her palm to touch her head, thirteen-year-old Sima Yi lowered her head meekly and respectfully, her eyebrows lowered like a sheep, and she looked well-behaved and sensible.

"Yi'er is so tall that I almost can't recognize it." Sima Xian said with a smile: "Daddy's mimetic characters are really lazy, the eldest brother is called Boda, and you are called Zhongda." Counting in turn, there is nothing new when the brothers in the family imitate the words, but they are 'Shuda', 'Jida' and the like, I can guess it. ”

"It doesn't matter if we're monotonous. Dad wrote a few days ago that he also wanted to write for the eldest sister, but he thought that he was not going well, so he asked the eldest brother to get up, and he also asked him to make this letter worthy of you. ”

"Daddy bothered." Sima Xian lowered his eyes, and the dense curtains of his eyes silently concealed the flickering brilliance. Feeling that her smile dimmed a little unconsciously, Sima Lang on the side hurriedly grabbed the conversation and half-jokingly asked: "Zhongda is rude." Why do you only hold an umbrella for your sister and not for your eldest brother? It's really disorderly for me to eat snow here. ”

"Big brother is eight feet three inches long, and Zhong Da can't reach the top of your head even if he stands on tiptoe. If you want to hold an umbrella, you can hold it yourself. Sima Yi understood, so he pretended to glance at Sima Lang with a strange look of yin and yang, and finally took Sima Xian's hand: "Eldest sister, eldest brother deliberately found fault and bullied me, do you care?" ”

Sima Xian was amused by the two brothers, and raised his finger to poke Sima Yi's head: "I haven't seen you for two years and you're so naughty, dare to talk back to your eldest brother?" That is, I am here, if my father can't spare you. ”

Sima Yi also smiled, as if she remembered something, and hurriedly stuffed the umbrella handle into her hand: "Eldest sister, let's hold the umbrella and enter the house first, I'll take the luggage." Your hands are too cold to be cold, so you have to go to the fireside to warm up. ”

Sima Xian nodded in response, and then carried his bag and umbrella into the house first. Since Sima Xian began to remember, he has always lived in a mansion in Beijing with his parents and brothers, and this is the first time he has come to Wenxian's hometown. The house was a little strange to her, but the faces walking and standing in the garden were all familiar. The former servants were very happy to see Sima Xian returning, and they all hugged her and walked to the side room. Boil water, light the stove, smoke incense, and the servants who are like relatives are noisy and noisy on weekdays, but the work in their hands is cleaned up. After a long period of physical and mental exhaustion, Sima Xian's mood has only calmed down a little now. It seems that from this moment on, "going home" is no longer a word so scary that you want to escape.

Sima Lang looked at Sima Xian, who was surrounded by servants, from a distance, and was faintly worried that they would not serve well. It was a cold winter, she was already a little tired because of sadness, coupled with the starry night for days, Sima Xian's body was probably much weaker than the year before, and I was afraid that she had to add instructions. Thinking like this, Sima Lang also stepped forward to follow, but was caught off guard by Sima Yi behind him.

This weak scholarly boy is so strong in gripping his brother's arm at this time. Sima Yi's ten fingers grabbed with a chill, like a sharp blade cutting through heavy clothing, to crush the muscles and bones together in the palm of his hand.

Sima Lang looked back suspiciously, only to see Sima Yi hanging his head, his face hidden in a dark shadow.

"What's wrong?" He asked, inexplicably.

"Big brother." Sima Yi slowly opened his lips, his voice was gloomy and cold, only the slight tremor at the end of his voice quietly revealed the anger he had suppressed and suppressed: "You went to Lujiang, what did you say to the eldest sister." ”

“…… Zhongda, why do you say this? ”

Sima Yi slowly turned his head. His head had already turned half a circle, and he was looking directly at Sima Lang behind him with his fierce eyes, but his body did not move, always keeping straight in front of the carriage.

Like an eagle sees, like a wolf review.

Sima Lang felt a chill in his heart. It wasn't the first time he had seen his second brother looking back without moving, but now Sima Yi's eyes were extremely sharp and gloomy and cruel.

"What kind of means did you use to bring the eldest sister back to make her so worried? He still said coldly, the tail of his eyebrows flying diagonally into his temples was sharp and bewitching.

"What? Zhongda, you ......"

The unspoken words froze in his throat, as if he had been choked by a pair of powerful hands. How did he perceive it? Sima Xian, who is suitable for talent, is obviously the same as when he was still at home before, and his words and demeanors are always lively and gentle. Even Sima Lang was amazed at the sudden brightness of her mind when she saw her brother, as if she had just traveled a long way and returned a few days late, and in the eyes of others, there should be nothing abnormal. However, Sima Yi seemed to have some magical power, and she actually saw that she was emotionally worried, and even asked such a heart-wrenching word. Sima Lang looked at his younger brother in disbelief, his usually calm pupils trembled violently, what was this feeling that he had never felt before?

"Big brother, you hurt the eldest sister so much, have you ever thought about her feelings?"

- It's for, fear.

"You went to Lujiang to pick up the eldest sister home, and I could have known a thing or two about her state of mind. But when I saw her today, I realized that her pain was a hundred times greater than I expected. Big brother, eldest sister looks like this now, won't your heart hurt? How dare you, how can you bear it! ”

Sima Lang froze in place, looking at Sima Yi for a long time with his eyes wide open. He is no longer like his usual second brother. The bright eyes that used to be humble and gentle, but now they are cold and dark, like a poisonous snake coiled in them, flickering with cold light from time to time. It was obviously in front of him, but Sima Yi's face gradually blurred, only these eyes were always clear and recognizable. Sima Lang was in a trance, and actually recalled the eyes of Sima Xian who shrunk into the quilt and looked at him on the day he left.

It was the same look, and it was a double vision that staggered between his eyes.

"Zhongda, how did you know ......" After a long time, Sima Lang pulled his dry throat hard, "No, what do you know?" ”

Sima Yi frowned and smiled, the corners of his narrow eyes hung high, and the chill in his eyes was even worse: "Yi was brought up by the eldest sister since she was a child, and she got along day and night, and she knew her thoughts at a glance, that's all, don't worry too much about the eldest brother." It's just that if the eldest brother doesn't tell me the truth and still plans to keep silent about what happened in Lujiang, I can only ask the eldest sister. At that time, I don't know what her attitude towards her eldest brother will be after the scars are revealed? ”

"Presumptuous!" Sima Lang's eyes lit up, he came back to his senses from his fright, and angrily shook off Sima Yi's hand: "This is your attitude towards talking to your eldest brother?" I haven't seen you for many days, you kid is bold, and you still learn to threaten your eldest brother? If you say a few more words, then use the family method, I would like to see if you still have such sharp teeth. ”

"How dare Zhongda." Sima Yi was not annoyed when he heard this, but he lowered his eyes respectfully, bent down and bowed his hand, as cautious as before: "It's just that my younger brother is curious, and he doesn't choose to say anything for a while, why should the eldest brother take it to heart." Since you don't say it, I'll just ask the eldest sister. If you want to come to the eldest brother's uprightness, you must be fearless. ”

After finishing speaking, he smiled at Sima Lang, his bent eyebrows and eyes were as fresh and clean as the sun, and he didn't see the previous shadow at all, and even the slightest trace of clues disappeared like dust. Sima Yi tiptoed up the luggage placed in the carriage, turned around and trotted to the house. The young man's back was vigorous and neat, and the wind and snow lifted his light and dry sideburns, brushing Sima Lang's arm, as if everything that was damp and dark just now was an illusion.

"Stop."

Sima Lang closed his eyes and squeezed out two words between his teeth. Only today did he realize that he might never have known this child.

Sima Yi stopped when he heard this, and then suddenly turned around, still with an innocent and gentle smile on his face, quietly waiting for Sima Lang to speak.

"I hinted at the strings. I said that her private life decision with others ruined the family's face, and made her think that she was ...... will always be the adopted child of the Sima family. Sima Lang also turned around and stood face to face with Sima Yi in the wind and snow, with an imperceptible faint frustration hidden in Gu Jing's eyes.

Recalling the words blurted out that day, Sima Lang's heart was full of remorse, but he still pretended to be chic, and only quietly looked at Sima Yi's smile, which was solidifying bit by bit in the heavy snow.

"You ......!!!" Sima Yi was furious, and couldn't help but rush forward with an arrow, wanting to grab Sima Lang's front collar. But as soon as he raised his eyes, he met those cold eyes again, and his eyes, which were always warm, did not contain a trace of emotion at the moment, as if everything had nothing to do with him. Sima Yi froze, bit his lower lip and took two steps back, and finally clenched his fists faintly in anger and trembling: "Big brother, do you really dare to mention this?" For more than ten years, you have obviously been more reluctant to ...... than anyone else."

"Zhongda, there are some things that you still can't understand." Sima Lang interrupted in a deep voice, slowly walked past him and stepped into the house, his tall body drawing a long shadow on the ground that he could not cross, "When the day comes, you will naturally understand." ”

Again, they turned their backs to each other. Heaven and earth were silent, except for the occasional lonely wind brushing his cheeks, leaving a brief whispering sound in his ears. At this moment, Sima Yi also felt as if he had never really known his eldest brother.

"However, it's time for you to comfort Xian'er a little bit lately." Sima Lang turned his face slightly, and his expression became as clear and gentle as before: "What really reassures her and makes her decide to go home is not only her father, who is so kind to her—and you, Zhongda." ”