Chapter 13 for Bamboo
The first time I saw the world, it was still an ethereal blue light. The man next to me had a sad expression. I seem to have been condensed by this person's spiritual power. I looked at him, what a good looking guy. But his eyes were never on me, he looked at a little doll carved in pink and jade stupidly, watched his big eyes dripping, watched him giggle, he smiled gently, but his eyes were still sad.
The man said to me, "You are a bamboo, you have a number as your surname, and you change with that person's life," and he picked up the little doll, "He is Orange Orange, and he is mine...... Wife. In this life, I take one as my surname, you are his younger brother, and I will blur his memory, so you don't have to worry about the age difference between you and him...... You have to treat him well, the meaning I created you is to give him a good family, let him live like an ordinary and happy person, and let him take responsibility as an older brother......" He lowered his eyes and sighed lowly, "My body is very weak now, my mana is weak, and I can't show up at any time to recover my mana, but I will always be by his side." ”
Always by his side...... Is it? It's also by my side.
Even if he can't see you, even if he doesn't know anything, even if he watches your lover fall in love with someone else, and stay with someone else for the rest of his life, is it okay?
In the fifth life, Wu Cheng often told me that he had a dream, in Argentina in 1882, when my hand shook the vegetables with my head down, the food fell down, and I continued to laugh at him by pretending not to care, but my heart was very complicated. This life is coming to an end again.
The man is going to appear again.
Sure enough, after Wucheng moved out of the house, I kicked the door to visit, the man leaned on the edge of the sofa and looked at me coldly, I felt bitter in my heart, but I could only pretend not to see him, and my eyes involuntarily drifted to the good-looking figure of the man.
When will he be able to look at me with the gentle and attached expression of the orange boy?
I love him.
I know that I am a part of his body, a condensation of his spiritual power, a dummy with a soul and a mind. I shouldn't have existed in the world, my name is not in the book of life and death, as long as he wants to, I will disappear, and there is no one in the world.
But I love him.
Even if his gaze is always on that person, even if that person doesn't know about his existence at all! Me too, my eyes will always stay on Chang Xiyang's body, even if Chang Xiyang has never cared about me.
But what he didn't know was that I was a part of him, but not just a part of him.
In the fifth life, a handsome man came to me, and for some reason, Xiyang didn't even notice his existence. He said his name was Si Song. He said that he loved Xiyang deeply, from his birth, to the present, and to the future, he will always love Xiyang. I didn't speak, I didn't know how to admit that I was in love with Chang Xiyang, the man who created me. Si Song said that Xiyang's body had suffered great trauma, and although his spiritual power had recovered slightly, it was still far from what it was before, so he could easily invade him, and he could secretly hug him, kiss his cheek, sniff the tips of his hair, and watch him cry without Chang Xiyang noticing. I rarely see men crying, and I think Si Song must also be a person who rarely weeps, but he secretly looked at Xiyang and cried several times. It's like Chang Xiyang is by the side of Orange Boy.
A trace of Si Song's spiritual power entered my body, I tried my best to resist, I can't be disloyal to the Lord, Si Song looked at me with a smile, don't you want the orange boy to die?
I didn't speak.
From then on, I became the eyes and ears of Si Song.
In fact, I knew that if my brother really died, I would disappear immediately, and I would have no meaning to exist.
If my brother dies, Xiyang will be sad and sad, and I may also have a little, after all, I have been the younger brother of the orange boy for more than a hundred and thirty years. If I didn't know what had happened, he would have been a lovely older brother.
In fact, what Xiyang didn't know was that there were other people in the family besides me, who were outside his control.
After receiving Si Song's spiritual power, I realized that there was always another person in the family.
It was the figure of a woman, tall and thin, with a lonely expression, like a phantom. She didn't say anything, just watched quietly, looked at Wucheng, looked at Chang Xiyang, and looked at me.
As Si Song left, he walked over and tried to pat the man, but his hand ran through the man's body. They seem to know each other, and they seem to be strangers. I don't know, and I don't care.
I only care about Chang Xiyang and Five Oranges. cares about five oranges, but also because of Chang Xiyang.
That's my master.
And my love.
This is me, which should not have existed, that has never been discovered, love.