Feng Ye grew up in a military camp and had the experience of being "adopted" by wolves. He had never experienced the childhood of an ordinary child, so every day with Yuan Sikong was new to him.
In fact, Yuan Sikong has never been good at playing. His greatest hobby is reading, thanks to his younger brother who is "specialized in this field".
Climbing up trees, digging out birds, fishing in water, catching insects in spring, and rolling snow in winter, Yuan Nanyu can't do it. Although he can't even get out of bed now, it doesn't prevent him from giving Yuan Sikong advice and guiding them where to go to play How to play.
But after a long time, Yuan Nanyu began to complain again: "Second brother is talking about Fengye, Fengye, you have to forget about Yu'er."
"Why did I forget, when did I not come to supervise your study?"
Yuan Nanyu patted the bed board hard: "Yes, you just remember this!"
Yuan Sikong suppressed a smile: "Study is a serious matter, you can't slack off for a day."
Yuan Nanyu was dissatisfied and said: "You play around with that little Highness all day long, and I lie on the bed either reading or in a daze, would you be able to lie down?"
"I can lie down."
"You... besides, you used to only play with me, but now that you have your highness, I don't see you at all except in the morning."
Yuan Sikong leaned over and pinched Yuan Nanyu's face: "Feng Ye is of high status, father wants me to accompany him well, which is more important than finding horses, and besides, the selection of horses for Datong Mansion is about to run out. Guangning will not be able to stay for a few more days." Speaking of this, he suddenly felt a little panicked in his heart, the sky is high and the earth is far away, and if they separate here, they don't know whether they will meet again in this life.
Yuan Nanyu pouted: "Actually, it's not that I don't want you to play with him, I just want to play with you... The second brother told me all day long about him, that His Highness is very good-looking, small and ambitious, I haven't even seen it."
How could Yuan Sikong not know what Yuan Nanyu was thinking, looking at that lonely little face and gloomy eyes, he also couldn't bear it: "Yu'er, if you promise me, you won't stay out of the house or make a sound, I will Then bring him home and let you see how it is?"
Yuan Nanyu's eyes lit up: "Really? Why don't you let me out of the house."
"Your Highness has a wild temper. If I see you, I will definitely play with you. Is it possible that Dad dares to disobey? You got out of bed, and something happened, what should you do?" Yuan Sikong thought very carefully. "So, if you're curious and want to see him, that's fine, but you can't let him see you, absolutely not, or if something happens, don't talk about dad. I'll be the first to forgive you."
Yuan Sikong could even imagine Feng Ye's reaction when he saw someone who looked so similar to him, it must be curious and fresh. But in his private heart, he just didn't want Feng Ye to see Yuan Nanyu, not only because he was worried about Yuan Nanyu's legs, but also because... and because only Feng Ye belonged to him, everyone except Feng Ye, he They have to share with Yuan Nanyu, and Yuan Nanyu always gets much more than him.
He despised himself for having such selfish thoughts, but he couldn't restrain himself no matter what.
Let Feng Ye become his own memory and secret, the exception that only he owns but Yuan Nanyu does not.
Yuan Nanyu naturally compromised: "Okay, okay, second brother just let me see what he looks like, otherwise I will really be suffocated to death."
Yuan Sikong picked up the book: "Then today's morning class..."
"I recited it! I recited it yesterday, so I'll recite it for you right now."
Yuan Sikong smiled.
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The next day, Yuan Sikong brought Feng Ye to Yuan Mansion, in order not to mobilize the crowd, he sneaked in with Feng Ye through the back door without saying anything.
"That's my father's and my mother's wing room. To the east is the kitchen." Yuan Sikong blinked, "There are very sweet pears in the kitchen, how about we steal a few?"
Feng Ye shouted: "Okay!"
They hide from adults and sneak into the kitchen. For children, this is as exciting as an adventure.
In fact, there were not many people in the Yuan Mansion, and there were only two servants. They didn't meet anyone all the way, and they got into the kitchen smoothly. One of them took two pears, ate one, held one, and smiled at each other while eating. .
Feng Ye said: "Which room do you sleep in? Go play in your room."
"There's nothing in my house."
"Then what else are we going to play?"
Yuan Sikong smiled: "There is a big ginkgo tree in my yard, let's go climb the tree."
"OK!"
That ginkgo tree is a hundred years old, with deep roots and luxuriant leaves, reaching straight into the sky, and it can be seen from any corner of Yuanfu. Yuan Sikong had already agreed with Yuan Nanyu that he would take Feng Ye to climb trees at this time, and Yuan Nanyu could see them while sitting by the window.
The ginkgo tree was climbed by the children of the Yuan family from childhood to adulthood, and there was a rough wooden house built by Yuan Mao on the thick branches of the tree. Yuan Sikong was very skilled in going up and down. He wanted to show Feng Ye how to climb the most. Saving effort, Feng Ye went up first by himself, moving as nimbly as a little monkey.
"Fengye, be careful, if you fall, I will die." Yuan Sikong shouted from under the tree.
"You're so wordy, I won't fall." Feng Ye took the lead to climb up the tree house, and excitedly waved at Yuan Sikong: "Sikong, come up."
Yuan Sikong rolled up his sleeves and was about to climb up, but suddenly he heard someone calling him, he turned his head nervously, carefully identified, it was really Yuan Mao's voice, and he quickly answered: "Father." Feng Ye gestured to let Feng Ye get into the tree house.
Feng Ye turned around and got into the tree house to hide.
Yuan Mao walked into the courtyard: "Kong'er, you didn't go to see your Highness today?"
"Uh, no."
"What are you doing here?"
"It's a bit stuffy in the room, I'll come out to get some air."
"That's just right. Hu Baicheng's horse has been dripping with thick water these days. He brought it here. You go and show him."
"... yes." Yuan Sikong glanced at the tree hesitantly, he didn't dare to let Yuan Mao know.
"What's wrong?"
"It's nothing, Kong'er will go now." Yuan Sikong coughed twice and followed Yuan Mao away.
Feng Ye didn't hear what the two of them said clearly, but he saw Yuan Sikong and Yuan Mao leaving from the gap in the wooden house, and he climbed out of the wooden house after the two had gone far away, and pouted a little. Twig played with it, thinking whether to wait for Yuan Sikong to come back here, or go shopping by himself.
The tree house is eight or nine feet above the ground. From here, you can see every house in Yuan Mansion, and you can see all the mountains at a glance. He looked around boredly, and suddenly saw a dwarf tree in the courtyard of a house. Yuan Sikong's clothes hung on the tree.
That's his room, Feng Ye suddenly became curious, what's in Yuan Sikong's room, is there a lot of books
He lay down on the floor of the tree house, thinking that when Yuan Sikong came back, he must go to his room to have a look.
After waiting, half an hour passed and Yuan Sikong hadn't come back yet, Feng Ye lost his patience and decided to go to Yuansi's empty house by himself, and when Yuan Sikong didn't come back, he simply went back to the post house and forgot.
Feng Ye climbed down the tree, hummed a little tune, and walked towards Yuan Si's empty room.
He walked to the door, opened it quietly, poked his head inside, the first thing he saw was a shelf full of books, and when he looked inside, there were two beds, one of which was still lying on it. personal.
Feng Ye was startled, and quickly closed the door, but after thinking about it again in his mind, no, isn't that clothes, that figure from the back, just Yuan Sikong
Feng Yefu pushed the door open again and went in, calling softly, "Yuan Sikong."
The person on the bed didn't respond, Feng Ye closed the door, ran over, and pushed the person on the bed hard: "Yuan Sikong!"
Yuan Nanyu was crying in his heart. He saw Feng Ye approaching by the window, so he moved to bed and pretended to sleep, thinking that he could escape, but he didn't expect this little Highness to be so relentless. Yuan Sikong's warning was still in his ears, but now... now he should How to do? He could only bite the bullet and turn around, and concealedly turned half of his face to Feng Ye.
Feng Ye was stunned for a moment, always feeling that the Yuan Sikong in front of him was a little different: "You..." He "you" for a long time, but he couldn't tell why it was weird.
Yuan Nanyu swallowed, boldly lowered his voice and said, "Why are you here?"
There was no light in the room, and the light was dim. In fact, the face of the person in front of him could not be seen clearly. Feng Ye didn't think about it, and said angrily: "I've been waiting for you on the tree house, but you are lucky to go back to sleep coming?"
Yuan Nanyu's heart was beating faster than a drum, but suddenly he was full of excitement and excitement. He clenched his fists, recalling all the things Yuan Sikong told him about getting along with Feng Ye in his mind, pretending to be calm Said: "I suddenly feel dizzy, I want to come back and lie down for a while, and I will go to you." Yuan Nanyu thought, what could be more fun and exciting than pretending to be Yuan Sikong now
When he was young, he and Yuan Sikong used to pretend to be each other to tease people, but his family members could always see through it at a glance, and it was no big deal to lie to outsiders. They had stopped playing for a long time. Now facing this little Highness, he found it interesting again .
"Dizziness?" Feng Ye was dubious, leaned over, and touched Yuan Nanyu's forehead with his warm little hand: "I don't have a fever, why are I dizzy?"
"I don't know either." Yuan Nanyu frowned and rubbed his temples, "I can't climb trees with you today, nor can I race horses with you."
"The sun is about to set, why are you running?" Feng Ye looked around and found the charcoal brazier that was extinguished: "It's so cold in your house, why don't you burn charcoal fire?"
"It's not that cold yet. Mother said that charcoal fire is too expensive, just burn it before going to bed." Yuan Nanyu slandered, it's not because of you that you caused your father to be fined.
Feng Ye has no concept of dignity: "If you are unwell, it will only get worse in such a cold room." He jumped out of bed, "I'll burn it for you."
"Xiaodian... Feng Ye!" Yuan Nanyu shouted, "It's really unnecessary."
Feng Ye ignored him, dragged the charcoal brazier to the bedside, lit it, and flipped it over with tongs.
Yuan Nanyu racked his brains, thinking about how to ask Feng Ye to leave. Although pretending to be Yuan Sikong is very exciting, but if exposed, Yuan Sikong will definitely be very angry.
When he just lowered his head and thought, he didn't notice that Feng Ye moved back to the side of the bed, and sat down on his injured leg under the quilt.
Yuan Nanyu groaned in pain.
"What's wrong?!" Feng Ye jumped up in fright, and knocked over the charcoal brazier, and the charcoal blocks in the basin flew around, and one of them flew straight to Yuan Nanyu. In a moment of impatience, Yuan Nanyu forgot that it was a red-hot coal, and reached out to catch it.
He let out another "ow" and threw out the burning coal in an instant, but his palms and fingertips were burning hot and painful.
"Sikong!" Feng Ye grabbed Yuan Nanyu's hand and said anxiously, "Your hand!"
"It's okay, a small injury." Yuan Nanyu took a deep breath. Compared with his hands, his legs hurt much more. He didn't know that Feng Ye's buttocks would make him lie on the bed for a few more days. Want to cry but have no tears.
"Wait, I'll get some ice." Feng Ye turned and ran out of the room, towards the kitchen.
Yuan Sikong, who was hiding in the corner and didn't know what to do, saw Feng Ye running out suddenly, was taken aback for a moment, and hurried into the house.
After treating Hu Baicheng's horse, he went back to look for Feng Ye, but he climbed up the tree and saw that the person had long since disappeared, but he was on the tree house, watching Feng Ye walking towards Yuan Nanyu's room.
It was indeed his room originally, but because of Yuan Nanyu's leg injury, he temporarily moved to the guest room. He hurriedly climbed down the tree, trying to stop Feng Ye, but saw that Feng Ye had already gone in, and was thinking whether to go in and explain, or wait and see what happened, Feng Ye ran out again with an anxious expression on his face.
That expression was unusual, Yuan Sikong was worried about Yuan Nanyu, so he ran into the room quickly, and saw the charcoal brazier fell on the ground, and the charcoal was spilled all over the floor, Yuan Nanyu's expression was painful, and his heart sank: "Yu'er! "
Seeing him, Yuan Nanyu smiled bitterly and said, "Second Brother."
"Yu'er, what's wrong with you?" Yuan Sikong ran to the bed, a little flustered, "Did you fight?"
"No." Yuan Nanyu said aggrievedly, "That bastard insisted on burning charcoal, and then sat on my lap and knocked over the charcoal basin. My legs hurt and my hands hurt too. Did the second brother do it on purpose? ?”
Yuan Sikong was confused. Seeing that Yuan Nanyu's words were confused, it seemed that it was really painful. He hurriedly lifted the quilt and carefully inspected Yuan Nanyu's legs. Seeing that there was nothing serious, he opened his palm. , but seeing the scorching skin and flesh, it must be very painful, he "tsk", "I need to apply ice."
"He went to get it." Yuan Nanyu took a deep breath, "Forget it, as long as the legs are fine, second brother, he didn't find you, no, he didn't find me, oops, no, he didn't find that I'm not you !"
"You really lied to me?" Yuan Sikong couldn't believe it. Seeing that Yuan Nanyu was wearing the same clothes as him again today, it's no wonder that he was able to confuse Feng Ye.
The clothes of the two are all the same. Yuan Sikong doesn't like to dress up as a pair of twins with Yuan Nanyu, but Yuan Nanyu likes it. No matter how many times he says, Yuan Nanyu always chooses the same day with him intentionally or unintentionally. I didn't expect to help them today.
"Well, he really didn't notice." Yuan Nanyu grinned, "I'm amazing."
"He just didn't notice it just now. When he comes back later, don't you think we've turned into ghosts?" Yuan Sikong beat his head in frustration. He shouldn't have agreed to Yuan Nanyu, why is everything related to Fengye , always easy to make mistakes
I'm afraid the two of them really hit back at each other...
Yuan Nanyu thought of something, and said anxiously: "Second brother, you should think of a way quickly, and don't let him find out. If he knows, dad will know, and dad will scold us to death if he knows, and he will definitely find someone Watch me every day!"
Yuan Sikong couldn't think of it, it's just such a mess, how can I hide it...
When he saw the charcoal fire on the ground, he was quick to think, and suddenly squatted down and grabbed it with his hand.
Yuan Nanyu said in shock: "Second brother!"
It was too late to stop, Yuan Sikong grabbed a burning coal without hesitation, the burning pain pierced through the nerves instantly, Yuan Sikong gritted his teeth and did not cry out, he threw away the burning coal and looked back.
Yuan Nanyu stared, his forehead was covered with sweat. From childhood to adulthood, he was the one who caused the most troubles, and Yuan Sikong was the best-behaved one, but if you talk about "heroes" in terms of extraordinary things, he is not as good as Yuan Sikong in ten things, but Yuan Sikong always It's not easy for adults to find out.
There was a sound of trotting outside, and the light footsteps sounded like a child.
Yuan Sikong said: "Yu'er, hide for a while, I will send him away and treat your hand injury."
"it is good."
Yuan Sikong quickly picked up Yuan Nanyu, hid him in the cabinet, and lay on the bed by himself.
As soon as the quilt was covered, Feng Ye rushed in, wrapping ice cubes in the front of his robe.
"Sikong." Feng Ye ran over with a thump, his small face was full of anxiety, and there was also an apology he didn't want to show, "Put it on quickly."
"I'm fine." Yuan Sikong spread his hands, "Actually, it doesn't hurt much."
Feng Ye pouted, and said reluctantly: "Why are you always getting hurt when you're with me?"
Yuan Sikong laughed and said, "What kind of injury is this? It will heal in a few days."
"Can you still play the piano?" Feng Ye took Yuan Sikong's hand, "I haven't heard you play the piano yet."
"It's okay, at most it will leave some scars." Yuan Sikong moved his fingers, "very flexible."
Feng Ye breathed a sigh of relief: "That's good."
Yuan Sikong grabbed the ice cubes: "Feng Ye, you go back first, my mother will bring me food later, if she sees the mess in this house, and sees you again, I will be scolded to death by my father."
"But..." Feng Ye looked at his hand hesitantly.
"I'm fine, it's just a skin injury, you go back quickly, otherwise I'll really have to walk around." Yuan Sikong begged.
Feng Ye nodded: "Okay, I'll go out through the back door." He shook Yuan Sikong's hand lightly, and whispered, "Are you still coming to play with me?"
Yuan Sikong said without hesitation: "I will go to you tomorrow."
Only then did Feng Ye smile: "Then I'm leaving, see you tomorrow!"
Seeing Feng Ye leave, Yuan Sikong let out a heavy breath.