Day by day, the veil-like mist was gradually blown away by the breeze, and the bright sunshine was sweet and warm, like a gentle hand, gently brushing over the slightly scorched cheeks of the young man.
Guan Heng stood outside the gate of Xie Ziyou's courtyard, smiling slightly.
His Youyou is still so cute.
The morning wind was like wine, rushing towards the face, every waft of breath contained intoxicating sweetness, Guan Heng's heart was also surging, a series of bubbles floated to the surface of the water, and exploded with a bang, splashing pieces of sweet water.
called happiness.
The young man's brows were curved, and he raised his hand happily, touching the seal on the courtyard gate with his fingertips. He just wanted to do the same thing and get in again, but when a light gray cyclone appeared on his fingertips, Guan Heng looked at the turbulent barrier in front of him and thought for a second. , the profound strength was silent again, and the wind around him was slightly weaker.
No, this is not good.
If you go in again, you are afraid that you will be thrown out by Youyou who is still angry.
He might as well make some other preparations - Youyou likes to drink the soup he made, why don't he cook a bowl and bring it with him
Thoughts flashed in Guan Heng's mind. The young man's slender index finger pressed on the rippling ban, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and the obsidian-like pupils overflowed with light.
Making soup for the lover who is in love, the feeling is completely different from the feeling when we were in Luoling before, when we only had a vague affection for each other. I just imagined the scene - Youyou's cheeks were flushed, and her hands whiter than enamel held a delicate cup of tea. Porcelain soup bowl, opened her bright red lips, swallowed the fish soup that she carefully cooked, and bent her beautiful eyebrows contentedly and comfortably—
Guan Heng's expression was blurred, and his heart was secretly filled with an unusually abundant sense of joy.
The finger touching the restraint trembled slightly, and quietly retracted it.
So happy to decide!
Eat fish today!
Guan Heng turned around with a smile on his face, his feet fluttered, and he almost mastered the seventh-level unique floating power without a teacher—every foot seemed to be stepping on cotton, and the next step would be able to take off on the ground.
But... Where are the fish in the Central Academy
After thinking for a moment, the boy found that since he stepped into the Central Academy, he only saw fish in the pond in the swimming yard last night.
The beautiful golden-red koi jumps out of the water, and sprinkles star-like sprays under the moonlight. It has a flexible posture, is plump and tender, and has been nourished by profound power all year round. Its eyes are more agile than ordinary fish...
stop, stop!
This idea is too dangerous, Youyou will cry if he knows the truth!
The sun shone warmly on his body, making him almost close his eyes with comfort.
Guan Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, his thoughts racing.
But when he took a few steps lightly and turned around another courtyard not far away, a black figure suddenly jumped out from the side of the road, and rushed forward like an arrow from the string, heading straight for Guan Heng.
Guan Heng's mind full of thoughts suddenly turned cold, and he returned to calmness in an instant. The most instinctive fighting intuition he got from fighting in the mountains, forests and wilderness made him instantly put on a strong defensive posture. Close together, sharp as a knife, block forward!
The black shadow suddenly stopped in front of him.
Just one step away.
The visitor had short messy hair, a brown brocade robe embroidered with low-key and luxurious dark gold patterns, and a pair of neat leather boots on his feet, with a tough and dull luster on the surface, obviously made of high-quality black animal hide.
It's just that the leather boots were covered with dew, and the corners of the brocade robe were also wet from the night's thick dew.
Wu Zhengying blinked his red, swollen and dry eyes, and the heavy bags under his eyes that he had not slept all night made him look haggard. He bit his lips helplessly, lowered his head, and bowed his hands to Guan Heng.
"Guan Heng... big brother!"
Guan Heng: "...?"
The knife in the boy's hand that pierced Qingfeng stopped suddenly, hanging in mid-air awkwardly.
Guan Heng frowned gradually.
This guy... lost his mind and lost his mind
"Look up and see clearly, I'm not your elder brother." Guan Heng said indifferently, "Look for your elder brother, turn around, go straight, turn left, ask anyone at random—don't ask me."
He didn't feel very good about the brothers.
Wu Cong, rival in love, naturally needless to say, and the kid in front of him can be said to be the chief culprit of the misunderstanding between him and Youyou. If he hadn't insisted on taking the bracelet, he wouldn't have made things so big that Youyou It didn't end well.
Guan Heng was rarely in a good mood, he didn't want to spend time entangled with Wu Zhengying, so he strode sideways and passed the young man.
— but was held by a hand by the sleeve.
With thick dark circles under her eyes, Wu Zhengying said pitifully: "Brother, can I be your younger brother? Please teach me how to become stronger, how... to attract my brother's attention..."
The second half of the young man's words became lower and lower, and in the end it was almost inaudible. His thick eyebrows were wrinkled dejectedly, and his bright eyes were full of loss and frustration.
He was dejected for a moment, then put his right hand into his bosom, groped for a while, and took out a few thin booklets.
"How Geniuses Are Made", "Dou Xuan Continent", "Break the Sky".
The messy hair was wet with dew, stained with thin sweat, and stuck to Wu Zhengying's forehead. The young man clutched the booklet in embarrassment, hung his head, and stammered: "Brother Guan, you taught me to become stronger." Let’s practice! I—I can worship you as my teacher!”
Speaking of the word "be a teacher", the young man suddenly raised his head, and was facing Shang Guanheng's dazed eyes, his dark pupils were shining brightly, full of longing to see through.
Guan Heng: "..."
Guan Heng had a toothache.
He frowned, carefully looked at the young man standing in front of him respectfully for a while, and ruled out the first thought of "this is a conspiracy" in his mind.
Wu Zhengying was in a daze, and his decadent demeanor of smashing pots and jars did not seem to be fake.
but…
"You don't think that everything written in this book is true?"
Guan Heng said helplessly.
"... Isn't it true?"
Wu Zhengying looked up in astonishment.
Guan Heng was extremely helpless and a little funny.
He shook his head, sighed lightly, raised the index finger and middle finger of his right hand together, and patted Wu Zhengying lightly on the back of Wu Zhengying's hand that was holding onto his sleeve.
The back of his hand hurt, Wu Zhengying gasped in a "hiss", retracted his hand and let go of Guan Heng's sleeve. But he still refused to give up, his watery eyes did not blink, and he stared at Guan Heng with red eye circles.
... There are such simple people in the world.
Guan Heng thought to himself, that guy Zhao Youcai is already a miracle that will never be seen in a lifetime, but this guy in front of him is pushing the waves behind the Yangtze River—this is to maximize the word "innocence" and make full use of the enemy's compassion
"Let's not talk about whether the stories in the book are true or not," Guan Heng said helplessly, "Even if I really have the ability to teach you all the skills, how will you attract your brother's attention?"
"Smack him up?"
Wu Zhengying nodded seriously.
Since he was born, he has always stood in the shadows, watching the tall and handsome young man go farther and farther in front of him. From the good brother who would play with him when he was young, he has become gloomy and lonely, and he will always be left alone. Clan brother with a cold back.
The boy changed ways to get his brother's attention, practiced hard, tried to surpass his brother's achievements, hoping that the faint gaze could stay on him for a while—but failed.
Very failed.
His talent is not bad, but he is still not as good as an outstanding clan brother. No matter how much effort he puts in, he can only follow in that person's footsteps, repeating a part of the path he walked.
the easy part.
As for the other part of the deep and dangerous, the young man burns the ointment and continues the sun, but it is still far behind.
Is talent limited
Well.
He went to look for better talents. He put down all his self-esteem and begged him to teach him something, a little ability to compete with geniuses even if his qualifications are mediocre.
Why does his brother pay so much attention to Guan Heng
Isn't it because Guan Heng once drew with him
By the way, this guy is still flirting with that flat-chested girl from the Xie family in front of his brother. This is probably the only time his brother lost to someone else when he was fighting for something since he was born...
"I want to win him."
Wu Zhengying's nose twitched slightly, and his voice was congested.
"If I can beat him, he'll pay attention to me."
Hearing the young man's almost angry tone, Guan Heng's eyelids twitched slightly.
He embraced his arms, leaning his back against the gray tile and stone wall, imitating the scene of Wu Zhengying punching his clan brother in his mind, and deduced Wu Cong's possible reaction. After a long silence, he showed a look of disapproval.
"Although from the perspective of my personal grievances, I fully support your decision, and I wish you could jump a level and break through immediately, and rub that guy on the ground hard—but."
Guan Heng slowly organized his words, crossed his index fingers, and made a "wrong" gesture.
He said, "Do you really think that Wu Cong caring about you as much as me is a good change?"
The sky is quiet and the branches and leaves are rustling.
Wu Zhengying stared blankly with a pair of big eyes, with a dull expression, the sun passed through the thick branches and leaves, and cast a mottled halo on the young man's face.
That expression completely reveals a sentence, "Isn't it?"
Guan Heng: "..."
Ah, enough is enough.
"I'm half an enemy with him." Guan Heng said earnestly, "With your brother's narrow mind, can you tolerate your younger brother who has been following behind him to overtake him?"
"If you really become very strong, you will only completely break with him—he probably doesn't want to see you at all, because every moment you appear is a denial of his ability."
Wu Zhengying was stunned for a moment, and she wanted to cry without tears: "Then, what should I do?"
"I continue to please him? Like my little brother pleases me?"
Guan Heng pursed his lips and shook his head.
"No," he said firmly, "Licking dogs has no future. Look at yourself and you will know—are you very friendly to the little brother who brags about you? Brother Gong?"
"..."
Wu Zhengying's expression collapsed little by little, his eyelids drooped weakly, his whole body seemed to have been pulled from the spine, and he squatted on the ground limply.
"then what do I do?"
There was water in the boy's eye sockets, and tears hung from the corners of his eyes, and finally, with the violent tremor of the black eyelashes, they turned into two clear water marks, flowing across his cheeks.
Helpless and pitiful, like a lamb that suddenly lost its way.
Guan Heng leaned against one side of the wall, listening to the suppressed sobs in his ears, he closed his eyes slightly.
There was a faint unbearable feeling in my heart.
Caring about someone who doesn't care about you is really cruel.
Fortunately, fortunately, he and Youyou are in love with each other, fortunately, the relationship between them is love, not brotherly friendship. Otherwise, when he was standing in Wu Zhengying's position now, and Youyou treated him with no false words, what would he do instead
Are you also squatting at the intersection, crying helplessly
"...No," Guan Heng whispered, "You can't do this."
He took two steps forward, bent slightly, and patted Wu Zhengying's shoulder comfortingly.
"If you decide to do this, just let it go and treat him as well as you can, no matter how stalking you are, let him see you every day, be familiar with your voice and breath, and be familiar enough to blend into him Every aspect of life."
Wu Zhengying desperately rubbed her eyes with the back of her hand and sniffed: "Isn't that what you said about licking a dog?"
"Do you have to lick it to the end?"
Guan Heng said helplessly: "In short, let him get acquainted with your existence first, and then one day, when you find yourself tired and don't want to continue living like this, choose to leave."
Wu Zhengying said in a low voice, "Brother Cong is already very familiar with me."
"...then leave now!"
"I don't."
As soon as "leave" was mentioned, the young man suddenly changed his expression, bit his lower lip and shook his head repeatedly, and said firmly, "I will not leave."
"If I leave, I won't have a chance to get close to Brother Cong again. Brother Cong will have a new younger brother—do you know how many people want to be Brother Cong's younger brother?"
The interpersonal relationship in a big family is inherently complicated, and Wu Cong is the most outstanding junior in the family. In Wu Zhengying's eyes, Wu Cong, who is completely unrelated by blood, can call Wu Cong "brother" as the candidate for the future head of the Wu family. A precious opportunity.
He can't give up.
There were still unwiped tears on the boy's face, and the sun was shining brightly with water, and the smudged water stains stuck to his eyelashes, blurring the thick dark circles under his eyes.
Guan Heng sighed lightly.
He knelt down and said softly, "Wu Zhengying, have you ever looked in the mirror?"
Wu Zhengying nodded blankly, not knowing why.
"So do you like yourself in the mirror?"
"Well… "
The boy didn't know how to answer for a while, and thought distressedly, looking in the mirror is looking in the mirror, how can there be any likes or dislikes
Guan Heng said earnestly: "Look, you never pay attention to yourself in the mirror, just like no one cares about your own shadow."
"You and Wu Cong have the same hairstyle, wear the same color of clothing, you retrace the path he walked, follow his footsteps step by step, you are completely shrouded in his shadow - how do you want him to see you ?”
"If you want to be remembered, you must first be yourself, not Xiao Wu Cong, but Wu Zhengying."
Wu Zhengying seems to understand but not understand.
He raised his head slightly, the young man's tied-up hair was blown by the breeze, the sycamore tree in the corner was lush and lush, the palm-sized leaves turned yellow, and under the sun it appeared a brilliant light golden color, as the breeze blew, it swayed on the shoulders and cheeks of the two of them Open a clear shadow.
"It's not a mistake to care about a person, and it's not a shameful thing to be ashamed of," Guan Heng said softly, his Lang Run voice drifting away with the wind, "There's no need to humble yourself into the dust and get covered in mud. It's better Be generous, talk to him and listen to him."
After saying that, Guan Heng stood up, flicked the dust off his jersey, and walked straight ahead.
He remembered that when the weather was fine, he once saw a mirror-like reflection on the mountainside of the back mountain. Now it has always been a lake.
There must be wild fish in the lake, right
Behind him, Wu Zhengying, who was squatting on the ground, frowned, many complex emotions flashed in the young man's eyes, and finally settled down slowly, only a sense of determination to break the boat.
The boy bit his lip, raised his hand and wiped his face fiercely.
After the tears were wiped away, he suddenly looked like a lively dragon again, jumped up from the ground, and shouted loudly to Guan Heng from a distance: "Thank you!"
"no need to thank me."
Guan Heng waved to him from a distance, raised his brows slightly, and said with a smile: "If you can pester that guy for a while, he won't have time to bother me and Youyou, and there's nothing left to do - I'm helping me Own."
Wu Zhengying said sincerely: "Thank you for your willingness to ignore the past and tell me this."
"And I was in Luoling before, I was the one who caused trouble for you... I'm sorry!"
"I'm sorry, but I don't have to."
Guan Heng's handsome figure disappeared into the corner of the street, leaving only half of his clothes flapping and a teasing laugh.
"Didn't you also help me pick Phalaenopsis orchids? Two hundred plants are really generous—didn't your brother scold you?"
The hearty laughter gradually drifted in the wind, the sycamore leaves moved and rustled, and the small brown pompoms collided gently between the branches. The gust of wind suddenly passed, and the fluffy catkins fluttered in the direction of the sun, like a strange landscape. rain.
Wu Zhengying stood where he was, and couldn't help grinning slightly, revealing clean white teeth.
The young man's eyes glowed with gratitude, he folded his hands, bowed his head deeply towards the direction where Guan Heng disappeared at the corner of the street, and saluted again.
…
At the same time, in the quiet courtyard hundreds of meters away, Xie Ziyou hugged his arms angrily, leaning against the wall, his long hair like ink was scattered over his shoulders along the snow-white skirt, and the ends of his hair swept across the rough stone wall.
He waited for a long time, but he didn't wait until Guan Heng broke the seal again and entered the small courtyard.
Ahh bastard!
I drove that guy out by myself, just for a moment of embarrassment and anger, I didn't want to really let him go!
This person... Isn't this person very high in emotional intelligence? Why can't you see your own mind at such a critical moment
Xie Ziyou bit his lower lip tightly, his delicate peach eyes were full of entanglements, he didn't know how many times he reached out to the formation master in the center of the courtyard, his white and slender fingers held the valve made of deep sea ebony, hesitating whether to unblock it , implying that Guan Heng will come back soon.
Or, should he go out and look for it
… yes, yes.
The relationship between them has always been promoted by Guan Heng, and he may be a little too reserved.
Xie Ziyou slowly withdrew his hand on the center, clasped the end of his sleeve with his fingertips, frowned his beautifully curved eyebrows, his eyes were full of thoughts.
I should be more enthusiastic towards Guan Heng, don't let my lover feel cold...
The time to hesitate is long, but the time to make a decision is very short.
After the idea of "going out to look for it" came into being, Xie Ziyou quickly crushed all distracting thoughts. Xie Ziyou turned around immediately, not even wanting to go to the courtyard gate which was a little further away. Light and floating, like a swallow made of ice and snow.
However, the moment Xie Ziyou leaped onto the wall, the formation outside the small courtyard trembled quietly, and water-like lines emerged from mid-air, creating circles of ripples, accompanied by crisp humming.
It is the normal trigger method of the formation, suitable for visitors, and can notify the people in the courtyard that there is a visitor.
Xie Ziyou frowned slightly, but his eyes lit up.
Guan Heng has been tossing around outside for so long. Could it be that he is studying the normal usage of formations
Really, what's the delay, why don't you ask yourself. Besides, the method of simulating the breath is obviously more convenient. I just talk about it, how can I be really angry...
The corner of his mouth curled up into a smile, Xie Ziyou stepped into the void, and rushed out of the courtyard door impatiently: "Guan—"
The person standing quietly outside the door slowly turned around.
He is tall and tall in a green shirt with silver patterns, and the young man has a handsome appearance, but his slightly long black hair is slightly messy, and the corners of his clothes are stained with light brown mud.
"Junior Sister."
Wu Cong called lightly, and at the same time with a smile on his face, he stretched out his hand to Xie Ziyou.