brother bone

It was late at night when Xiangrong woke up, and he woke up alone.

He raised his eyelids slowly and with difficulty. When he just woke up, he couldn't see clearly. His eyes flickered as his eyelids blinked hard, and then the top of the bed came into his eyes.

There was silence in his ears, only his own turbid and stagnant breathing, each sound was very clear.Lying on the bed, Xiang Rong turned his head slowly.

A lamp was lit by his bedside, the outside wind leaked in through the crack of the window, and if there seemed to be no way to swim past the candlestick, the bean-sized flame swayed, and the shadow reflected on the curtain in front of him also shifted.

"call--"

A gust of cool wind blows in, the bedside curtain flutters, the bedside lamp trembles sharply, and in front of Xiang Rong's eyes, the shadows reflected on the curtain suddenly tremble, and they start to gather together in the center strangely, like a whirlpool. Stop and reverse.

Surprisingly, he tolerated the slightest bit of panic about the weirdness in front of him.

After a while, the wind stopped suddenly, the trembling candles in the room straightened up, and the curtains that floated down slowly fell, and all the shadows above disappeared at once.Under the candlelight, a young figure appeared in front of Rong Rong out of thin air.

Xiangrong moved his dry lips, and said: "You are here."

"En." Ning Huaiyu responded to his words lightly.

Calm and calm.

Ning Huaiyu was dressed in a clean, plain white shirt with no hair damaged, and his face was as warm as uncut jade under the halo of candlelight.Xiangrong likes to see Ning Huaiyu's appearance very much, young people should be so clean and comfortable.

In fact, Ning Huaiyu in the past was also clean and spotless, but he brushed his own ashes too clean, and lost the fireworks and human touch of living in the world, and lost the truth.

Standing outside the curtain, Ning Huaiyu smiled at him through a thin layer of veil, but even if this smile set off his pale face, it was too laborious and forced.

Ning Huaiyu looked down along Rong Rong's pale face, and saw that on Xiang Rong's chest wrapped in gauze, under the gauze was a ruthless stab wound, which was very serious and painful.

"Does it hurt?"

Rong Rong followed Ning Huaiyu's downcast eyes and saw his own injuries.It is not a wall of iron and iron, a mortal body of flesh and blood is born with blood and bones, without the ability to be invulnerable, how could it be possible to withstand such a ruthless stab.

A little resentful: "Of course...it hurts."

Ning Huaiyu frowned slightly, showing great dissatisfaction and confusion at his behavior of taking his life and supporting himself: "If it hurts, why didn't you shout, and why didn't you say anything when you were hurt."

"I don't have Huai Yan anymore, I can only bear it, but you still have a big cousin, don't you?"

He gritted his teeth and accepted it, and kept his mouth shut. It was clear why he had to bear the crime alone.

Ning Huaiyu did this back then because he had no choice back then. After Huaiyan died, he became the only bloodline of the clan, with the entire clan on his shoulders.He even thought that if Huai Yan was still there with the hem of his clothes pulled, and could talk to him by his side, maybe everything would be different, but without Huai Yan, there was no one around him at that time, and his pain could not be vented. Exit, he is in pain because he has no choice.

But Xiang Rong is different from him, Xiang Yu is always by his side, and there is no doubt that Xiang Yu will protect him no matter what happens.

"Even if there is a big grievance, if you don't cry out the pain, no one will ever know."

Xiangrong smiled to himself: "The choice I made, I can't talk about whether I am wronged or not. The reason why I am sad in the end is just because I am not a saint."

If you are not a saint, you cannot achieve extraordinary postures, and you cannot get rid of bad roots such as greed, hatred, ignorance, love, sorrow, resentment and so on.Every time he was on the verge of collapse, he wanted to say it countless times, opening his mouth, but in the end, after several struggles, he still chose to swallow it forcefully, because...it hurts too much.

This wound was so painful that it was pulled and torn repeatedly, bleeding out all the time, and he knew clearly that it would never heal.It is because he has personally experienced how painful this wound is on his body, so there is no need to goug out the same wound on Xiang Yu's body with his own hands.

The lamp by the bed was covered with wax and oil layer by layer, the wick in the oil burned to the end, and there was only a short section left that would not last long, and it would be extinguished after a short while.

There was no words for a while, only the dim light and shadow, especially lonely.Looking at the lost compatibility, Ning Huaiyu walked to the depth of compatibility, and slowly squatted down so that he could look at him at a level: "Cousin, it's okay."

Ning Huaiyu's eyes were full of unspeakable pity, "Shall we go?"

Compatibility was startled, a little dazed.

Ning Huaiyu said: "Cousin, enough is enough, you can stop, may I take you away?"

Immediately afterwards, one sentence after another, the compatibility was caught off guard.

"Cousin, aren't you tired? Even if you take a break, no one will blame you."

"Obviously, there is nothing over there, and there is nothing worthy of your nostalgia, but there are still me, Huai Yan, aunt, and many people who miss you very much and want to see you very much."

Xiang Rong suddenly panicked, he didn't want to hear it, but the more he avoided it, the more he wanted to plug his ears, the more there were thousands of mouths in his ears and he kept talking.

Compatibility tried hard to calm himself down, without thinking, subconsciously refused: "Not yet, I can't leave yet, I still have..."

In a panic, when he was looking for excuses in a hurry, when he raised his head unprepared, he was caught off guard and met Ning Huaiyu's gaze staring at him deeply. At the same time, he saw another self in Ning Huaiyu's eyes, a panicked, Timid self.

Immediately, the thousand-sentence rebuttal that came to his mouth became pale, his throat was speechless, and he could not make any sound.

yeah, what else?I looked down, looked at myself, looked at my surroundings, wanted to see what was left, but found that there was nothing.

His parents were not there, his grandfather was not there, Huai Yu and Huai Yan were not there, looking around with nothing, he lost the strength to support him, and at the same time, there was no one around him who needed his support.Even if there is, under the increasing fatigue, the strength given to him by that trace of nostalgia is too small, and the little hope is not enough to support him to forge ahead.

It seems... there is no reason to stay.

At this time, Ning Huaiyu reached out to him again: "Let's go?"

Simple two words, in the midst of water and fire, it is full of temptation to be compatible.

Looking at his hand close at hand, Rong Rong couldn't help trembling his fingertips.

Yes, instead of suffering in pain and worrying about when you will fall down, it is better to end all of this right in front of your eyes. There is an opportunity in front of you. As long as... just reach out and grab it, it will end, and all the pain will end.

Compatibility was defeated, he couldn't help shaking, and raised his hand a little bit tremblingly.

"Bang!"

The immersion of Shensi Rongrong was shocked by the sudden loud noise, and at the same time he was shocked back to his senses. First, he subconsciously looked forward, only to see the water basin knocked on the ground, and Er Chuan was standing by the door staring at him. Standing by the door with big eyes: "My lord!"

Compatibility didn't react for a while: "Er Chuan?"

"Wake up, my lord, you're finally awake." Er Chuan's eyes were wet with tears, excited, "I...I'll tell them right away."

"Steward, come quickly, my lord..."

The second string of voices in the ear suddenly pulled away, and suddenly became quiet, an empty dead silence.In front of my eyes, everything in the house belongs to its own duties, the curtain is still the same curtain, the shadow is still the same shadow, there is no such thing as Ning Huaiyu, it disappears.

At this moment, right next to his ear, the candle suddenly exploded with a "click", and a soft sound made the whole person wake up instantly. After that, he saw what he had just stretched out, which was standing in mid-air. hand.

Paused for a moment, then Xiangrong suddenly lost color, suddenly withdrew his hand, and instantly turned pale.

"My lord, the butler is here!"

People rushed in like a cloud, and the sound of chaotic footsteps stepped heavily on compatible eardrums.Everyone who came in was overjoyed when they saw that Xiang Rong had woken up, but in their surprise expressions, Rong Rong hid his hands tightly behind his back, his back was covered with cold sweat, and his spine was wet.