The prince who wears the past and the present has come from afar

Chu Zichen only moved a little during lunch, and then he went back to his study and shut the door behind him.

In the past few days of harmonious coexistence, Fu Jinyu has developed a beautiful revolutionary friendship with her brother Chu.Even if Chu Zishen suddenly acted like a monster today, it couldn't stop her concern.

Fearing that Chu Zichen would eat less and starve, Fu Jinyu went into the kitchen to squeeze a glass of watermelon juice.Thinking about the weird and frightening atmosphere in the morning, she didn't dare to step into the study, so she had to entrust this hot care to her second brother and ask him to take care of Chu Zichen.

Her second brother... Her second brother has nothing to be unhappy about.

Knocking on the door, Fu Zhiyuan walked in naturally after getting the promise, "Zhanghua still has something to drink, Jinyu squeezed it himself, that girl..."

He stopped abruptly in the middle of his speech.

There is no other reason, Chu Zi is sinking in playing the piano.

Chu Zishen, who had gotten used to the chair long ago, was kneeling on the floor, his eyes slightly closed, facing the short table with the qin, and the sound of the zither was continuously flowing from under his white and slender fingers.

Fu Zhiyuan was taken aback for a moment, then silently withdrew, put down the glass of watermelon juice, washed his hands before returning.

Guqin is a musical instrument with too high a style, even the second generation ancestors in Sijiu City may not know it well.However, Fu Zhiyuan's grandfather is from a scholarly family, and he is also good at playing the piano - the piano under Chu Zishen's hand is what Fu Zhiyuan got from his grandfather - his grandfather advocates tradition, and Fu Zhiyuan's word "Jinzhi" is this grandfather's handwriting.

Unlike the zither, the qin has a restrained and elegant tone, and is generally used for self-appreciation or rewarding bosom friends.Now that Chu Zishen allowed Fu Zhiyuan to come in and the sound of the piano continued, it was actually a silent recognition of him.

Facing this kind of generous treatment, Fu Zhiyuan sat upright.

After another quarter of an hour, Chu Zishen's piano sound stopped.

Fu Zhiyuan learned a lot from his grandfather. Although he is not very good at playing, he can listen after all.The qin just now seemed to be peaceful and peaceful, but in fact there was an unconcealable worry and anger, which shows that the player who played the qin was really restless.

When Chu Zishen opened his eyes, even though he had expected it, he was startled.

Just now Chu Zichen's eyes were closed, but now that he opened them, Fu Zhiyuan found that his eye circles were red.

"Zhanghua, you..."

"I don't understand until now." Chu Zi sighed deeply, his voice was also hoarse, "I once met the ancient bereaved family. This man had a dream for thousands of years, and he didn't wake up until I went to search... Although he gave me a professional education, he never praised me."

"When I was able to become a teacher, he threw himself into the river! His ethnic group is based on yin and yang, and is based on spells. He has a leisurely mind and few desires, and his folk customs are simple... He can't stand the arguments and wars I'm used to, driven by slaves, he can't see nobles The arrogance and extravagance of the people, and the misery of the common people... If you have betrayed your will, what is the point of death!"

"I thought the world should be like this, and I still sighed why he wasn't used to it-I didn't understand until today!"

Chu Zishen moved his fingers again!

This time he didn't force himself to play peaceful music. The music under his fingers was long and deep, like the howling of a lone wolf that lost its young son, the wailing of a desperate goshawk, or the mourning of apes all over the mountains and plains. cry.

There was great sadness in this piano sound, which almost staggered Fu Zhiyuan!

Could it be that Yu Boya was so sad when he lost his friend back then, was it that Dou E’s grievances that never came to fruition were that deep, was it that Xiang Yu killed himself with a sword on the banks of the Wujiang River, that was such a desperation of desperation.

Fu Zhiyuan was almost out of breath in this tight sound of the piano - the sound was moving, the strings touched the ears, and the sound was so compelling that it almost made people cry on the spot.

Chu Zi sighed and said: "Your Majesty did not cross the river, but you actually crossed the river. What's wrong with you if you fell into the river and died!"

Chu Zishen said that he didn't understand until now.

It is only now that he understands that the gap between time and space cannot be made up for by being courteous.

Back then, the ancient survivor couldn't bear to see people's lives burnt, and now Chu Zishen couldn't bear to see rituals and music collapsed either!

Everything about food, clothing, housing, and transportation has been turned upside down, and all the talking and laughing are unfamiliar and pale.You don't even need to think about it in the middle of the night, even if you are standing in the middle of a busy city, you will feel the sense of alienation from the world.

The mausoleum was destroyed, but it was just an introduction.

The 26 years of life have already carved an indelible mark on Chu Zichen's bones, and he hides it on weekdays. Once the bloody old wound that has never healed is involved, it will be an unforgettable pain!

This kind of pain makes people want to die.

He finally knew why the survivor threw himself into the river.

However, he had to live to endure the pain, because he was much stronger than the ancient survivor.

Death is certainly the way to end the pain, but daring to live to smooth out the pain is what a real husband does.

A piano is over.

Chu Zi sank on the piano, weeping for a long time.

Fu Zhiyuan left quietly and helped Chu Zichen close the door.

Only then did he let go of the breath he had been holding in his chest.

Chu Zishen's emotional exposure really hit people's heart, even the air in the study seemed to be tense and sad, hanging the thin nerves in the human brain, and it was sad everywhere.

And this sadness is so touching.

That kind of trust that exposes the wound, that kind of heart-piercing pain, that kind of respect that belongs to the "Chu Zishen style", is like a long arrow, with the momentum of piercing the wind that can't cover the ears, piercing heavily. Enter Fu Zhiyuan's heart.

— This arrow belongs to Cupid.

Fu Zhiyuan gave a wry smile—the red luan star moved, that's why.

It's not wrong to move.

He walked down the stairs in a daze, Fu Jinyu was squeezing a second glass of juice for Tan Lei, when he heard footsteps, he stuck his head out from the kitchen, "Second brother, send the watermelon juice to Brother Chu...Second brother, what's wrong with you? "

"It's nothing." Fu Zhiyuan took the juice in his sister's hand and drank it down, ignoring Tan Lei's shouts of "Old Fu, that's what my sister gave me" and wrote lightly: "It's nothing, your second brother died. gone."

"Aha?" Fu Jinyu replied confusedly, but got no answer.

"God is talking." She complained lightly, and re-cut the watermelon to squeeze juice for Tan Lei.

Fu Zhiyuan sat down on the sofa opposite Tan Lei, and just as he sat down, he heard Tan Lei say, "What do you mean you fell? Didn't make any sense?"

"He has been playing the piano from the beginning to the end, and there is no room for me to speak at all." Fu Zhiyuan sighed, "But it seems that I don't need to say it, Chu Xiang should be able to get through it. What do you call this in psychology? Psychological self-healing Powerful, right?"

"Prime Minister Chu is more than just strong." Tan Lei was amazed at this. "I have lived for more than 20 years, and I have never seen anyone who is more ruthless than him-he has been dug up! Especially since he is an ancient person, he can only be more ruthless about this matter." Seriously, I was able to smile all the way home, tsk tsk tsk..."

Fu Zhiyuan thought to himself, you know he is ruthless.Chu Zishen couldn't hold back his tears, he had to press down on whatever he said, it would be best if he and I knew about it in the whole world.

Who knew that he hadn't finished thinking about it when he heard Tan Lei say something that made people laugh.

Tan Lei shook his head and pretended to have a bitter face, and almost burst into tears: "But I know him, he is bitter..."

Fu Zhiyuan "..."

……

Chu Zichen showed up again at dinner time.

Tan Lei was called away by a phone call, so there were only three Fu brothers and sisters and Chu Zishen at the dinner table.

Fu Zhiyuan looked carefully at it calmly, and found that although Chu Zichen's brows were tired and gloomy, they were still relaxed, and he was no longer as gloomy as he was in the morning, so he couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

Fu Jinyu's observation skills are far from the peak of her brother's.The most wonderful achievement of this girl in looking at facial expressions since she was a child is her second brother. Even if her second brother raises his eyebrows, she can think of 180 flowers.

Because of this, she didn't see the bland look in Chu Zishen's eyes, but instead found that her Brother Chu was much more haggard than when he went out in the morning, so she couldn't help but feel more worried.

In addition, Chu Zichen didn't eat much that day, so the food he chose at night was quite healthy - a bowl of clear porridge.Most of this porridge is rice soup, with a few pitiful grains of rice lying on the bottom of the bowl in a charming posture, and a few thinner grains scratching their heads in the rice soup.

"Brother Chu, eat more." Fu Jinyu said cautiously, "You didn't eat much today."

Chu Zi Shen nodded and smiled politely, avoiding the chicken, duck and fish closest to him with his chopsticks, and held a piece of vegetarian cucumber reservedly.

——Isn’t porridge just served with pickles?

Fu Jinyu's knees softened and he almost knelt down.

Fu Zhiyuan looked amused, and said to help his sister out, "Do you want some wine? I'll accompany you."

"That's all." Chu Zishen hesitated for a moment, but still waved his hand, "He has a very sad lung, and the five elements are out of tune. The alcohol here is strong, and I will keep it for a few days."

"That's right, you should take good care of your own body."

As a result, the atmosphere at the dinner table became quiet again, and the rule of not talking when eating or sleeping was really carried forward to the extreme.

Seeing that Chu Zichen continued to drink the rice porridge, Fu Jinyu still couldn't hold back, and put a piece of chicken in the small dish beside Chu Zichen's hand, "Jiu, Brother Jiu, you should eat something that can satisfy your stomach."

Chu Zishen still took it with a smile on his face, and paused halfway through the action, "You...what did you call me?"

"I said... brother nine."

Chu Zishen put down his chopsticks and closed his eyes leisurely. The image of the delicate and naive younger sister in his mind was still vague, but it gradually overlapped with the appearance of this obedient girl.

After a while, he let out a long breath, opened his eyes and saw Fu Jinyu's worried gaze.

"Good sister, don't worry about me." Chu Zishen smiled, "I have always regarded you as my own sister, as long as you persuade me, I will definitely listen."

The piece of chicken was sent into his mouth.He has always been calm and unhurried, and this is the first time he ate in a hurry, and Fu Jinyu was almost worried that he would swallow that piece of meat whole.

"Eat." The chopsticks that had been looking at the cucumber and pickles finally reached the fish. "After the meal, I will tell you about my sister. She is not as sensible as you, and she is not as beautiful as you."

"Even if Brother Nine praises me again, and says that your sister is not good, she is still your own sister."

"Yeah." Chu Zishen laughed, and reached out to stroke Fu Jinyu's hair.

This is extremely rare. He has always shown restraint and courtesy. Although he has always been sincere to Fu Jinyu, he has never touched half of Fu Jinyu's clothes, and he has always kept a proper distance.

"You are also my own sister. Both your second brother and I love you."