The intensive care unit on the sixth floor of the inpatient department of the First Affiliated Hospital of Peking University.

The sunlight shines through the glass window, shining on Zhang Qiling's almost transparent face.

Wu Xie looked at the sleeping person on the hospital bed, and had the illusion of going back in time.

The doctor said that the patient had no organic problems, but all physical indicators were lower than normal, and to put it bluntly, he was relatively weak and needed to be kept and observed.

In the past few days, Wu Xie has hardly left the ward, and he can't help but think again and again, if the stuffy oil bottle wakes up and completely loses his memory like last time, should he be surprised, and greet him very open-mindedly: "Hi, hello little brother!" I'm Wu Xie and it's a pleasure to meet you again. ”

Wu Xie recalled that morning many years ago, when the stuffy oil bottle was leaning against the window alone, his eyes were like mirrors. On the other hand, the fat man was planning vigorously whether to rent him a house and hide Jiaojiao, or to give him to the rich woman to make a fortune.

Then they went to Naba, and met the clouds and the horses; Later, it was Mrs. Huo and Xiaohua...... The gears of fate are beginning to restart, and more and more people are inevitably caught up in it. They want to find the so-called "truth", but along the way, too many people have lost their lives, and those who have survived have lost their lives.

Wu Xie thought countless times, if the past could be repeated, should they let everything stay in that ordinary and idle morning, and live an ordinary and mediocre life from then on?

Wu Xie felt the little brother's cold fingers tremble lightly in his palm, and his deep eyelashes slowly opened, and he opened his eyes.

Not accustomed to the bright light, Zhang Qiling turned his face to the side and turned slightly in the direction where Wu Xie was.

Wu Xie suppressed the excitement in his heart and warned himself to be calm and calm, otherwise he would scare the little brother. After a long time, he said carefully: "Little brother, you are awake." ”

As soon as the words came out, Wu Xie felt powerless. Ten years apart, I am still so stubborn in front of the stuffy oil bottle.

But Zhang Qiling didn't seem to hear what he said, and only recognized his face in a little confusion.

Wu Xie helped the upper body of the little brother up, so that he could see himself up close: "Do you remember who I am?" ”

Zhang Qiling's eyes slowly wandered between Wu Xie's eyebrows, and it took a long time before he spoke softly......

The fat man ran up to the sixth floor with a snort, and saw Wu Xie sitting on the bench in the corridor a little dejected. A cigarette is habitually held in his finger, but it is not lit.

"What's the matter, little brother, he's lattice again?"

Wu Xie didn't speak.

Half an hour ago, Wu Xie pressed the wild beat of his heart, nervously waiting for Zhang Qiling's response.

But the little brother opened his mouth, but he didn't make any sound.

Probably because I haven't spoken for too long, my vocal cords temporarily lose their function.

However, Wu Xie still saw the shape of the little brother's mouth, and he drew two words without misidentification, which were: Qi Yu-

"Qi Yu?" The fat man scratched his head: "No." I've never heard this guy mention this person before. And even if there is such a character, the age is at least your third uncle's generation, could it be that the little brother recalled his youthful past? ”

"No, you wait, fat man, I'll ask the little brother again!"

Wu Xie grabbed the fat man: "Don't go." Little brother, he only woke up for less than a minute, and now he is asleep again. ”

The fat man sat with Wu Xie for a while and said, "Innocent, you relax." Little brother, he has been asleep for ten years, and his brain is still confused when he just wakes up. When I was a child, my grandmother always called me and my cousin confused, and my little brother was in the triple digit when he was young, and it was inevitable that this person would be old enough......"

"Fuck off, are you comforting me? Take care of the folds on your face, and in a few years it will be enough to be a little brother and his uncle, even if you want to be old and confused, you will be the first! ”

The fat man raised his hand in surrender: "Gotta get it, count me as a fart!" The little brother is the ancestor of your little third master, and I wish him the green mountains and green water to flow forever. It's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin. I can see that you kid is a heavy color and light friend, and there is no humanity with an oil bottle! ”

Wu Xie glanced at the fat man and didn't bother to pay attention to him. But my heart unconsciously relaxed. Sure enough, at the critical moment, the fat man is still his most intimate brother.

Two weeks later, the little brother was discharged from the hospital.

The fat man Zhang Luo and the old man gathered in Quanjude. A few days later, Wu Xie set off to take his little brother back to Hangzhou.

During this period, the little brother slowly remembered the previous events, which made everyone breathe a great sigh of relief. But for the stuffy oil bottle to recognize himself as Qi Yu, Wu Xie has always been angry.

He secretly sent someone to investigate Qi Yu's origin, and found that this person had disappeared from time to time in the 70s of the last century, until he suddenly disappeared more than 30 years ago.

Qi Yu's disappearance and his own birth. Wu Xie always felt that there was some kind of strange connection between the two.

Wu Xie never dared to ask the little brother, "What are your own plans?"

He was afraid that as soon as he spoke, he heard the little brother say the sentence: "I want to go around." ”

If everything happened again, Wu Xie felt that he was going to be fucking crazy.

He only said to the stuffy oil bottle: "Little brother, I'll take you home tomorrow." Surprisingly, Zhang Qiling didn't object, just nodded lightly.

Wu Xie bought a small two-story building in the suburban villa area.

The villas are separated by large lawns and sparse woods. Standing on the balcony and looking around, it feels like I am isolated from the world. The traffic here is quite convenient, and it takes about ten minutes to drive out, and there is a well-equipped leisure and entertainment area, which is very convenient for eating and shopping.

Wu Xie gave himself a few days off to accompany his little brother to familiarize himself with the surrounding environment.

But after a few days, he had to go back to work, and after the matter of "it" was over, Wu Xie began to gradually turn his business into the right business, and tasted the blue wisps of the road again.

The floor-to-ceiling windows on the north side have become a favorite of the stuffy oil bottles.

Every day when he came home from work, Wu Xie could see the little brother leaning against the window, looking outside.

On this day, the little brother was wearing a loose white shirt, a pair of washed white jeans on his two eye-catching long legs, and his eyes were leisurely looking out the window. The slightly longer black hair swayed gently in the evening breeze, a bit lonely and cold.

Wu Xie remembered that the fat man didn't let the little brother stay at his house after the amnesia of the stuffy oil bottle last time, and said that I have more than forty square meters here, you want him to live here, I don't even dare to look for a good look, others see that I have a little white face, and they think that you are fat and I am a rabbit.

Now the stuffy oil bottle stays here, staying at home all day, and no matter how you look at it, it looks like an innocent college student who has not been deeply involved in the world and has been tricked and raised, and it really responds to the joke of "Jinwu Zangjiao" at the beginning.

Wu Xie felt a little unbearable in his heart, was the stuffy oil bottle he was giving him now really the life he wanted?

Walking to the floor-to-ceiling window, Wu Xie followed the little brother's line of sight and looked out.

Behind the house is a large meadow, and beyond is a hill with some lush trees. There seems to be a small river behind the mountain, which shimmers in the sunset.

After a while, Wu Xie tentatively said, "Little brother, I have a holiday tomorrow, do you want to go outside?" ”

After a long time, Zhang Qiling retracted his gaze, looked at Wu Xie, and nodded quietly.

The next day was a sunny day.

Wu Xie and the little brother put on casual clothes and walked towards the river on foot.

Without the fat man playing haha in the middle, it is really not ordinary boring to get along with the stuffy oil bottle.

In addition to talking about the good weather today and the smog in the north, Wu Xie found that the two big men really didn't know what to say when they walked together.

"Wu Xie—"

Wu Xie sighed in his heart, the sun came out of the west today, and this stuffy bottle would actually take the initiative to talk to people?

"You're not too young."

The little brother said slowly.

"When the business is on the right track, it's time to find the right person to start a family."

Wu Xie felt very dizzy, has he watched too many TV series recently, and the actor plans to make a cameo appearance in our father and mother? Said that I am not young, and I don't look at the stuffy oil bottle, how old you are and how old you are, and you are still guarding like jade, and the Zhang family who harmed you didn't even have a little spirit guarding the door. Wu Xie was strongly slandered, but he didn't dare to say it.

"Little brother, I don't want to think about this yet. You see that the fat man, Xiaohua, and other Xiuxiu are not in a hurry. ”

The little brother stopped and looked at Wu Xie very seriously: "You are different from them. ”

Am I different from them? How am I different?

"You deserve to live a peaceful and peaceful life."

"When I decided to walk through the bronze door, I believe that you can appreciate the beauty of this world better than me, and you are more capable of having a happy life."

Therefore, I am willing to exchange my life for ten years of your innocence.

Wu Xie smiled bitterly in his heart, if the stuffy oil bottle knew how I had lived in the past ten years, would I be very disappointed?

Stuffy oil bottle, I'm sorry, I'm no longer the Wu Xie you wanted to protect back then.

Today's Wu Xie has nothing but you. My life, from the day I met you, was doomed. And all this, I don't want you to know.

I will continue to pretend that the naïve Wu Xie is still alive, for you, I will also play the actor, and I am willing to play it for the rest of my life.

Zhang Qiling stopped talking.

The two of them walked the rest of the journey in silence.

A normal afternoon.

The twelfth floor of the Business Center.

"Okay, I got it. You continue to keep an eye on me. ”

Putting down the phone, Wu Xie's face sank little by little.

Sure enough, is it still inevitable?

So come on, let you see, today's little third master is no longer the rookie who was deceived back then.

It took me ten years to repent of my weakness and incompetence.

This time, I won't let it go again!

In the evening, Wu Xie went home as usual, opened the door with the key, and found that there was no one in the hall on the first floor.

I changed my slippers and heard a faint sound from upstairs.

Wu Xie walked up lightly, he couldn't help but be a little curious, what else would the stuffy oil bottle do when he was at home in a daze.

The voice came from the study, he came to the door, and saw Zhang Qiling sitting in front of the piano, the notes of Qingling slowly flowing out from the pale fingertips, it turned out to be a song "Dark Fragrance".

The fingering is not flashy, but it is concise and moving.

Wu Xie never knew that the stuffy oil bottle could play the piano.

And when he realized that the piano, which was used as an ornament during the decoration, actually emitted such a beautiful timbre in the hands of the little brother, he suddenly felt an inexplicable shock and touch, and the whole person seemed to be firmly sucked in the moment, unable to speak, unable to missee.

At the end of the song, the aftermath is long.

The setting sun shines into the room through the window.

Zhang Qiling and the body of the piano were shrouded in a faint afterglow, and everything seemed quiet and serene.

If there were gods in this world, then Wu Xie at this time was undoubtedly willing to give up everything, just in exchange for all the years to come, so that he could be as quiet as he was at this time.

After a long time, Zhang Qiling slowly opened his eyes and looked at the door quietly.

He said, "Wu Xie." ”

Hearing his name being gently evoked by the stuffy oil bottle, Wu Xie suddenly felt a sense of sadness that wanted to cry.

Just two words, at this time, Wu Xie sounded, but it seemed to sigh, as if to say goodbye.

Wu Xie remembered that one day ten years ago, the stuffy oil bottle said to himself-

"Take me home."

At that time, I am afraid that none of them would have thought that this journey home would actually take a whole ten years.

Now, in the eyes of outsiders, the third master of the Wu family, who is only thirty years old on the outside, has a fifty-year-old state of mind on the inside.

Wu Xie felt that he was physically and mentally exhausted, and he just wanted everyone who survived that year to be able to live in a corner of this world where no one was disturbed, away from strife, and live for the rest of their lives.

But fate is not going to stop there.

The door of reincarnation has been opened, how can it be closed so easily?