An hour later, Jiang Heng was wrapped in a blanket, his lips trembling slightly, and he made a fire in the bedroom.
Geng Shu handed a cup of ginger tea, Jiang Heng sighed tiredly.
Jiang Heng's calmness came so quickly that Geng Shu was a little unfamiliar. It only took an hour, and Jiang Heng seemed to follow with calmness.
Geng Shu didn't dare to speak. At this time, he knew that Jiang Heng was only quiet, just like when he received the news of Jiang Heng's death from Ju Ling, he didn't accept anyone's comfort, he just kept quiet. Close yourself up with stubbornness.
It will go, Geng Shu believes, even if the truth comes too suddenly, everything will be fine.
Jiang Heng read Geng Yuan's letter, and the first sentence he said was unexpectedly: "If Dad had left me back then, we would have grown up together. You were just two years old then."
Geng Shu nodded, and he naturally knew why his father didn't accept Jiang Heng—because his identity was too dangerous. Once Juicong noticed something was wrong, he would send someone to hunt him down, and he might even implicate Nie Qi and himself.
Although it sounded ruthless, Geng Yuan didn't want it at all, so he just stuffed it with Jiang Zhao, and let him solve it how Ai loves it, don't worry about his wife and children.
It is precisely because of this that Jie Gui was so shocked by Geng Yuan's unkindness, but Jie Gui never mentioned it, and Geng Shu also understood why Jie Gui looked at Jiang Heng's eyes. Everyone knows that Jiang Heng was an unwanted child who would only bring danger and disaster to others.
Every time Yu Jie Gui sees Jiang Heng, he feels very uncomfortable. He will do everything he can to give Jiang Heng a little bit of love.
Fortunately, in the end, Jiang Zhao accepted his sister's son without asking any further questions, and raised him to grow up.
Even if he was thrown by Geng Yuan and ignored for many years, he still lives with his son.
"Mother only took you with a sword..." Jiang Zhao's last words were still in his ears, and in that evening, Geng Shu finally understood Jiang Zhao's tears. Because he clearly knew that once he died, Jiang Heng would be truly alone.
Geng Shu held back his tears. For so many years, he cried a lot, but in front of Jiang Heng, his heart was often like a knife.
Especially now that Jiang Heng is more smiling and comforting.
"Isn't this thing stuck in your heart for a long time?" Jiang Heng said to Geng Shu.
Geng Shu didn't dare to speak, for fear of choking when he opened his mouth, he could only nod his head.
Jiang Heng said, "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
Geng Shu shook his head and looked at Jiang Heng.
Jiang Heng said again: "No, I don't think I know this, and I'm still living a happier life."
Geng Shu nodded again.
Jiang Heng whispered: "Brother, my head hurts..."
Geng Shu became nervous and tried Jiang Heng, his forehead was hot.
"You have a fever," Geng Shu said, "hurry up and lie down."
Jiang Heng's mind was full of paste, and he was hugged by Geng Shu in the room, wrapped in bedding and sweating.
"It should have been raining." Jiang Heng moaned, "It's okay... You can grab two medicines for me to eat..."
Geng Shu didn't dare to leave Jiang Heng, for fear of another assassin, but he couldn't stop taking medicine, so he had to go to the neighbors for help, but the neighborhood was empty, and most of the residents in the old city moved away.
"Anyone?!" Geng Shu turned around.
Suddenly, Geng Shu saw a corpse lying in the alley. The corpse was a little far from their home. He was half-dead in the ditch, and the blood dripped down the road.
Jie Gui's left hand was wrapped in a thick bandage, and his right hand was holding the Tianyue Sword. Standing in the rain, he glanced at Geng Shu.
"Just now, the sheriff in the city was alerted," Jie Gui said lightly, "one more was killed, and there are two left."
The killer, disguised as a soldier, came to assassinate Jiang Heng, but unexpectedly stabbed Jie Gui's throat behind him.
"I'm going to get the medicine." Geng Shu said, "Do you recognize my family?"
Jie Gui didn't speak and walked towards Jiang's house.
Jiang Heng was in a daze, feeling as if Jie Gui was by his side. I had a dream. In the dream, Jie Gui hugged him through the white snow, and rode his horse through the Yubi Pass, all the way south to Yue, full of peach blossoms along the way.
"Get up and drink the medicine." Geng Shu whispered.
Jiang Heng was picked up by Geng Shu, drank the medicinal soup, his whole body was hot, and he lay down again.
At night, Jie Gui looked down at the letter that Geng Yuan had left, and said, "You bastard Geng Yuan, I didn't know there was such a letter back then."
"Thank you," Geng Shu said, "thank you."
Jie Gui said, "What's wrong with you? You don't need to thank me, don't insult me."
Geng Shu didn't speak, but Jie Gui seemed to rise up and whistled, with a faint smile on his face.
"It seems that your father doesn't care about Juicang," Jie Gui said. "I felt that way back then. So who did you die for? Don't say Bijie, the king of Liang?"
"Shut up." Geng Shu said coldly.
Jie Gui stopped, got up and said, "Now that I know, my saviour, from today onwards, it's over, I'm leaving."
Geng Shu looked at Jie Gui and knew that this group of people were not good things. Among those who knew the inside story, whether Lang Huang or Jie Gui, now suspect that the Queen Mother Jiang also found out. But no one was willing to tell Jiang Heng the truth, everyone was waiting, waiting for Geng Shu to decide to throw this responsibility on his shoulders.
Now that Jiang Heng knows his identity, what will happen next
"Go away." Geng Shu said.
Jie Gui walked over, looked at Jiang Heng, and raised his bandaged left hand.
"My right hand is stained with blood," Jie Gui said to Jiang Heng, "but, back then, when I was in the east, I held you with my left hand, Qi'er. From now on, there will be no People will force you, don't force yourself, I only want you to live happily."
After speaking, Jie Gui turned around and closed the gate of Jiang's house.
"I'm leaving." Jie Gui turned back and said, even if no one answered, it was just like when he brought Jiang Heng to this place and put him at the door of Jiang's house, for this qin song that echoed for 19 years, Dial the final reverberation.
The sky is clear, the rainy season is coming to an end, and cicadas from nowhere are screaming one after another.
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Jiang Heng was covered in sweat, his face was pale, he woke up and drank the rice soup that Geng Shu had cooked for him.
"Is anyone here?" Jiang Heng said.
Geng Shu was cutting a piece of wood in his hand, waiting for Jiang Heng to wake up, he didn't dare to leave, he didn't know how to deal with it, and he couldn't fall asleep. He could only sleep for an hour or two with his eyes closed, so he had to find something to distract him from. force.
"Jie Gui came to see you," Geng Shu replied, "leave again."
Jiang Heng nodded, Geng Shu knew that the people from the Blood Moon had already come here, and Xun Dong was not safe, but there were still two of them. Jie Gui thought that Geng Shu was enough to deal with them, so he went back to Falling geese go.
The responsibility was handed over, and Geng Shu understood that half of the last words were told to himself.
Jiang Heng moved his body and was still dizzy. He came to the courtyard to make tea by himself, and also made a cup for Geng Shu. The two sat quietly in the corridor.
Jiang Heng was a god all day, and Geng Shu didn't bother. He did what he had to do, arranged for cooking, boiled water for Jiang Heng to take a bath, just like before, and checked in the courtyard from time to time. , Jiang Heng is still in a daze.
Jiang Heng was facing the courtyard, and many people finally got together in his mind. The cause and effect, all the unusual Fang-Jie Gui's words, the eyes of the Empress Dowager Jiang, and Juicong's eyes were hard to hide every time he had a chance. The hostility, Lang Huang's meaningful attitude.
Juicang and Jiang Qing, the names of their biological parents, are extremely unfamiliar to me. I didn't see my parents, and almost no one in the Lama Temple talked about them, and even the occasional few words were quickly blown away by the wind.
But Jiang Heng didn't hate them at all. If there was a choice, who would want to be separated from flesh and blood and ruined
In the beginning, Jiang Heng asked the most questions: Who am I
Am I juiced? Still Jiang Heng? Or maybe I don't belong to anyone, I have long since lost my identity as a juicer, and I don't belong to Jiang Heng anymore.
From dazed to relieved, this journey was very short, Geng Shu's familiar eyes, and many unspoken but already clear words made Jiang Heng wake up quickly.
For Juicong, Jie Gui, Madam Zhao, and Geng Yuan, it was Juicy; in front of Prince Ling and others, it was Jiang Heng.
"Brother, who do you think I am?"
On the first day, Jiang Heng asked the only sentence.
Geng Shu couldn't answer, and told Jiang Heng that his younger brother, who will always be there, didn't say anything because of another idea.
"I don't think it matters who you are, Heng Er," Geng Shu said, "the key is who you think you are."
Jiang Heng laughed softly, but his sadness was swept away.
"I only know," Jiang Heng said, "who I am in your eyes."
I understand very well that Geng Shu's views on this are different from before, otherwise he would not have been so troubled about it.
"In my eyes, you are juicy, and you are a child." Geng Shu said, "but in my heart, you are always Jiang Heng. We are no longer brothers, but we are still brothers. What Yujue has nothing to do with your identity."
Jiang Heng understood and nodded. Geng Shu's words might be incomprehensible to him, but since they grew up together, Jiang Heng naturally understood. Even if they are no longer bound by this layer of blood, in Geng Shu's heart, they are still the only one for each other. From the day they left Luoyan, what Geng Shu did confirms this.
"Heng'er, are you feeling better?" Geng Shu asked.
Jiang Heng nodded, and Geng Shu said again: "Heng'er, don't compete with yourself, even if you don't want to accept it..."
Jiang Heng smiled at Geng Shu, and Geng Shu understood that the phone had been opened, so he didn't say more, got up and continued to clean up the house, leaving Jiang Heng'an to be alone in peace.
In front of Jiang Heng, there are two ways, one is to treat it as if it never happened, and it is still the same as before. The second is to take back everything that is due. Either way is full of danger.
Now that I know it, how can I pretend that nothing happened
Jiang Heng couldn't help but sighed softly from what he had learned while practicing in Haige. On the first day that Mr. Gui was admitted to the door, he asked: Jiang Heng, What kind of person do you want to be
Now, my name is "Juicy", so what kind of juice am I becoming
From childhood to adulthood, whether Mrs. Zhao or Ji Ju, Mr. Gui, Luo Xuan, or even Geng Shu... Everyone is telling me how to spend this life, not in "I should how”, and “how do I know”.
Here, Jiang Heng finally recognized his heart.