"Same person?" he repeated. What is the same? This question seemed a little complicated for him, so it occupied all his attention, and he forgot about the bustling world outside the house in a blink of an eye.
When Luo Yin came back from the outside, he was tired. At this moment, he focused on the slightly dull expression of the person in front of him, trying to guess the emotion he wanted to express in his heart, and unconsciously forgot all the tired world and people he hated. .
He is no longer a boy who has just come out of the rivers and lakes and has not been deeply involved in the world. He has already understood that the bloody rivers and lakes are not a pure land. Where there are people, there will be disputes.
The one who assassinated Ye Ziyun that day was the top killer in Jianghu. The Yishui League is full of talents and masters like a cloud, but they have not caught up with the killer, and even his appearance is unknown, so there is no way to track down the messenger behind him.
People are in the rivers and lakes and cannot help themselves. It is impossible for anyone not to be involved in grievances and right and wrong. But as we all know, Ye Ziyun has far fewer enemies than friends in the arena. He behaved in a dignified way, and even those who had conflicts with him, many of them admired him in private, and it was really hard to think of any grievances that would allow someone to bribe a killer to take his life.
A year ago, Luo Yin traveled all the way back, and he couldn't see that person for the last time. Every time I think about these things, a deep pain weighs on my heart, as if it never left, it separates him from reality, and he is addicted to the memories and cannot break free. That person had come back to him—but he didn't seem to feel it at all. In fact, in the past days and nights, he seldom paid attention to what the man was doing, nor did he think that the man stood there motionless all day because he felt lonely.
"I met a partner." When I returned home one day, I heard these words head-on.
Still standing there, with a handsome and elegant appearance, but there is no light in his eyes, and his expression is a little dull. However, Luo Yin occasionally tried to communicate with him in the past few days, and it seemed that he had a similar happy mood right now.
partner? Luo Yin looked around him subconsciously, but he couldn't see anyone, not even cats and dogs.
That person didn't look out of the house in a daze like before, but seemed to be concentrating on communicating with a "person" beside him. Then he turned his head and said to Luo Yin:
"He's the same as me," he said, as if thinking of something, and added: "He said what you can't see, people can't see him." This seems to be different from him, right? His face A look of confusion emerged.
Obviously, his "partner" is right beside him, and is communicating with him, but he can't see him speaking, which is really better than the most brilliant "sound transmission".
"When did you meet him?" There was neither shadow nor sound. If they had been in this house all the time, wouldn't their every move be seen by outsiders? The feeling of being spied on made people subconsciously repel them. psychology.
He tried hard to recall: "Although I can't remember clearly, it should have come yesterday."
They have been walking around by his side all the time, presumably treating him as the same kind, and gradually their communication became smoother and smoother. The newcomer is free to go where he wants without being noticed, and return with fresh tidbits to tell him.
Luo Yin still couldn't help asking: "Is he by your side now?" Not only can't see it, but he can't feel any abnormalities around him at all.
"Well," he stared blankly in the direction of his partner, then lowered his head and saw his own shadow. He didn't know what it was and why he followed him, "he doesn't seem to be there."
He is confused again, but he is not yet able to think about too complicated problems. So it seems that they are obviously different, why do they think they are the same kind at first sight
Luo Yin stood aside and looked at him. Standing in the sunlight now, he will also have his own shadow. His soul has returned to his body, but his consciousness has not yet recovered. He took him back to his hometown where he had grown up for more than 20 years, but he didn't know if he could recall the past.
In the days that followed, the man and his new partner became more and more harmonious, as if they had endless topics to talk about. Luo Yin saw it in his eyes, and without saying a word, he stood silently and stared at the expression on the man's face bit by bit. Although he travels outside every day and seldom stays at home, he still feels neglected. But sometimes, that person would turn around and talk to him about some "human things" he heard from his partner.
As soon as Luo Yin returned home that day, he walked straight through the hall and courtyard, and found the man in the old place, but he saw him staring blankly outside, as if he had returned to the way he was before.
"Looking at what?" he asked, breaking the silence.
"It's very lively." The yelling of hawkers coming and going, the chatting and laughing of pedestrians...
"Where's that friend of yours?" Although he couldn't see it, but whether another "person" was around or not, he showed a completely different state.
"Probably went out to play," he thought for a while, and then said, "Maybe I found another partner."
A little envious, although he can't understand what kind of emotion envy is, but he still wants to be among the crowd, even more yearning than before, maybe because he is used to being accompanied.
He didn't look lonely, and was even a little happy for his partner who left, but for some reason, Luo Yin felt a little sour in his heart, and said in a condensed voice: "I'm still here, I won't leave .”
The man turned his head and looked at him seriously: "Will... always be there?"
Finally, he couldn't help reaching out his hand and rubbing his hair, "Even if I can't see me sometimes, I will come back eventually."
The days flowed like water, and there was no sign before the long-awaited result came.
On this day, after Luo Yin woke up from a nap, she lay flat on the couch in a daze, and then heard someone walking in.
The shifting sunlight in the afternoon casts a slender shadow on the screen and moves slowly, the light and shadow dance lightly, and when he turns out of the screen, the sun shines on his light blue collar.
With tea in his hand to cool off the heat, a smile burst out of his clear eyes, "Are you awake?"
That smile came into Luo Yin's eyes, and it felt like time and space were turned upside down in an instant. Time flies, but the man in front of him seems to be seeing him for the first time.
When they met for the first time, Ye Ziyun was sitting upright on the banquet table, he rode his horse and passed downstairs, looked up inadvertently, and saw the man's unintentional smile, taking advantage of the coquettishness.
From that moment on, delusion was born.
Before the person put down the tea soup he was carrying, he jumped up from the couch and hugged the person in front of him tightly.
Some cups and bowls fell to the ground, and the tea splashed all over her body. Luo Yin didn't even care about it, and almost exhausted all her strength to hold him tightly in her arms, and then did what he wanted to do.
When Luo Yin opened his eyes again, the sun was westward outside the window, and it was about to set in the sky. He was the only one left on the bed, but the slightly messy scene made him slowly recall what had happened before, and the plain and joyful feelings filled his chest little by little. It was filled in an instant.
After a little freshening up, he walked through the corridor and came to the flower hall, where he saw the back of the man. It looked like he had been washed just now, his long black hair was still wet, and his robe had also been changed.
Luo Yin was somewhat dissatisfied in his heart, in his opinion, the person in front of him should be the one who is still lying on the couch at the moment. But when the familiar figure fell into his eyes, he forgot to complain, and stood there quietly, watching the man's every move, as if he could see the age of time.
Sensing his gaze, the man turned around and said with a smile, "Why don't you come and sit?"
Luo Yin walked over and sat opposite him, such an ordinary scene seemed like a world apart for the two of them. Looking at the familiar behavior of the person in front of him, even the act of serving wine and serving dishes, Ye Ziyun seems to have a natural elegance when doing it. His brows were clear, his speech was the same as in the past, it seemed that more than a year passed and his unimaginable experiences and knowledge had not left any influence on him.
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