【Jiguo Brothers Rihei】Asagiri

After that, the child would meet people wearing fox masks from time to time. After being bought by an apple candy last time, the child was not as afraid of people wearing fox masks as before, but he would still be frightened by that person from time to time.That person was very strange. Although he was alive, he seemed to have no smell, but he was breathing again but he couldn't feel the breath, and there was no sound when he walked, which was frightening to death.

The person with the fox mask likes to talk to him. The child is very embarrassed. Every time he goes back, he has to say something to his father. In front of this person, he has to say that he is so difficult.Moreover, this person is too much. He heard that the child can hum, so he wants to teach him nursery rhymes. He also took out a very old flute to play, but this person is a tone idiot, he can't play well, and the flute is still out of tune.

"My brother made this when I was a child and gave it to me." The person wearing the fox mask seemed to be smiling when he said this, and there was a warm feeling around him.

But the child felt that this person was a liar. He had clearly said before that he was hated by his elder brother. If he was hated, how could he receive something made by himself.

"Brother... did your father give you anything?"

"..." The child shook his head, then nodded immediately.

His life, the clothes on his body, the wooden knife he usually uses for practice, and the money for eating udon are all given by his "father". "Father" gave him a lot. Live, for which he is satisfied and thankful enough.

...But like the flute in the hands of the man with the fox mask, there is nothing that he made and gave him, including the name of course. The child felt that he should not be greedy, so he quickly comforted himself in his heart not to be envious.

"My brother gave it to me, I can't give it to you." When Ji Guoyuan found out that the child had been staring at the flute in his hand, he expressed regret that even his brother's child couldn't give it to him.

"...?" The child was puzzled, the flute was given by this person's elder brother, right?All he wanted was what his "father" gave him.

In addition, the person wearing the fox mask will say some strange words to the child, ask some strange things, sometimes ask if he hates wisteria flowers or the smell of wisteria flowers, and sometimes whether he likes Shuangliu and kites .The child couldn't find the connection between the previous and the previous problems, and the red eyes under the fox mask stared at him and felt chills on his back, so he could only answer dryly that the smell of wisteria flowers was very bad, and he felt sick after smelling it too much. Playing double six does not play kites.

"Why?" As soon as Ji Guoyuan remembered that his favorite thing to do when he was a child was playing Shuangliu and kites with his elder brother.

"Because, I am happy...but 'Father' is not happy, so he doesn't play." In the child's memory, "Father" is a person who doesn't smile very much. It may be because he is there or there may be other reasons. When he laughs occasionally It's not because the child is happy, and the child doesn't want to be happy only by himself, so he won't play or play with others.

The person wearing the fox mask was silent for a while and said to him that when "father" is happy, let's play double six and kite with "father". The child also wants to, but the child thinks that maybe there will be no such day.

One day the person wearing the fox mask said to the child, "There is no father in this world who would not like his child to be called Father."

"... Yes." The child hung his head. He was the bad child. Not only was he not liked by "father", but "father" also told him that he could not be called father. If it were another child, "father" "Will you be happier?But the child does not want another child to be the child of the "father".

"No." When Ji Guoyuan said it, he was actually somewhat guilty, because his father didn't like him, and he probably wasn't very happy when he was called father, but he believed that his brother was not that kind of person, "Look My brother never once told me not to call me 'brother'."

"..." But that's what I said, you can't call "father" father.

"Maybe it was just that you didn't want to before. You are a good boy, brother... your father will definitely not hate you." Ji Guoyuan didn't know what he wanted to save at all, but he hoped that the child in front of him could be happier, as if If the child is happier, Ji Guoyansheng will also be happier, "So try again?"

It was the first time that the child was said to be a good child by someone, and he nodded in agreement in a daze.

Then--

"'Father' said, don't call him that."

"..."

"Ignore me, one night, Haori, and nothing."

"…………"

"……"fraud.

"...I'm sorry...really, I'm sorry."

That day, Ji Guoyuan bought another apple candy for the child, and the two of them sat together on the chairs in the udon shop, dejected.

The child's clothes were too short, so Ji Guoyansheng asked him to buy a new one, saying that he was just seven years old, but no one in the cloth shop would make it for him, saying that there was no adult to accompany him, thinking that it was his money It was stolen. The child didn't dare to ask the second time after going there once, and he didn't dare to tell "father" that he wanted him to accompany him.

He didn't know what to do, maybe if he just changed his clothes, people would agree, but "father" asked him to buy a new one.If you haven't bought it this time, you will be asked by your "father" what's going on, what should you do if you are found out that you can't even do this kind of thing well...

"Your clothes are too short." Then Ji Guoyuanyi just brought up this topic at this time, "You are seven years old, it's time to buy a new dress."

Ah... Although not "father", this person is also an adult.

He even forgot to ask the person in front of him why he knew that he was seven years old. The child was hesitant to think about how to speak to the adult in front of him, but Ji Guoyuan just dragged him to the cloth shop on his own, saving him a lot of trouble. The annoyance of mouthless children who can't speak.

When the child was attracted by the cloths of various colors in the store, Ji Guoyuan once asked him if the store staff of the child's parent had lifted off the fox mask, and the store staff who saw his face immediately believed him and greeted him. He took the children to watch casually.Ji Guoyuan thought that he shouldn't be lying, after all, the people in the store thought he was a relative of the child, and since he was his brother's child, he could be considered a parent, right?

Ji Guoyuan was secretly happy about his trickery.

"What color do you like?" Ji Guoyuan put on the fox mask again and walked to the child.

The child looked around blankly, and whispered something purple.In fact, he doesn't have any color preference, and the clothes in the past were all chosen by "father", but he likes "father"'s haori, which is too big for him but fits best for "father".

"Really, I like purple too." Ji Guoyuan also likes the color of the haori that his brother has been wearing, "But it doesn't seem to be here..."

Purple is one of the most difficult dyeing techniques. It has always been worn by wealthy or powerful people, and ordinary people can't use it or afford it. Naturally, there won't be such cloth shops in the town.

The child is not disappointed either, and he doesn't mean that he wants purple clothes, as long as the purple clothes are "father"'s haori, he will be very satisfied if he can sleep wrapped in them occasionally.In the end he still bought the same color cloth as in the past, and someone in the store told him to come and pick it up later.

"Make the clothes a little bigger, children of your age grow up very fast." Ji Guoyuan interjected, "Let's make the thick winter clothes together, autumn will be over soon. .”

--too big.

Ji Guoyansheng looked at the clothes on the child's body that were quite a bit too big. When the sleeves were down, first of all, the hands could not be seen.Does Ji Guoyan Shengxin want to make clothes? Is the person lacking insight, no matter what, he will never make clothes so much longer than his own sleeves.

The child looked confused too, the sleeves were so long that it hindered him from practicing sword, and the trousers were so long that he almost fell on the ground just now, how could he go down the mountain after being so long.

"...Forget it, that's it." Ji Guoyan Sheng squatted down and pinned up the child's overlong sleeves and tied them with cloth strips. He also used the same method to prevent the trousers from being dragged to the ground. Very generous but should not affect the movement.

"Older, older, children of your age grow up very quickly."

Ji Kuniwakatsu said something similar to the man in the fox mask.

The first snow of this year fell much earlier than expected. The snowflakes had already fallen before the end of autumn. The temperature dropped rapidly, and it felt more obvious on the mountain.In the snowy day, the sun was covered by the low cloud, so Ji Guoyansheng could walk outside a little during the day. As soon as he walked out of the room, he saw the child standing outside, with his head up and his mouth open.

Ji Guoyansheng looked at it for a while before he realized that he was opening his mouth to eat snowflakes falling from the sky. Children would really think that the white crystals have a taste, and imagine that they are sweet.But the kid couldn't taste it, so he opened his mouth for something.

But the behavior looks like a child, although it is silly.

Jiguo Yansheng can’t remember if he did such a stupid thing when he was a child. The winter in his hometown Jiguo is also very cold, and it snows every year. At that time, even Yuanyi, who was not liked by his father, could wear thicker clothes. clothes—

Oh yes, thick clothes.

"Don't stand outside, come in."

This child really doesn't have a long memory. The cold and cold he suffered not long ago has been completely forgotten now.

Hearing his words, the child ran back obediently. Compared with ordinary people, the child's face was always lacking blood under the body temperature of a ghost.It's just that after the temperature drops, you can already see him exhaling white air. As long as it is not done deliberately, the ghost's body temperature will not be colder than the winter temperature.

The child seemed to feel the cold belatedly, shivered a few times and shivered. Ji Guoyansheng opened the paper door and rushed in, panting.He saw that the child seemed to be holding something in his hand. It seemed to be some kind of flower growing near here. The color had never been seen before, and it was still in full bloom after such a day.

Ji Guoyansheng asked the child to get the clothes by himself. There was still some firewood left on the stove, enough for a few days. Think of someone who is like the sun.But recently, that child doesn't know why You Qi likes to follow him. If he doesn't sit by the fire, the child won't go to the fire by himself.

Although it used to be a small tail, it has been following very closely these few days.

Maybe it was because of the cold. After a while, Ji Guoyansheng saw the child come back wrapped in thick winter clothes. His hands and feet were still growing, and he almost dragged him to the ground when he walked, but staying by the fire was not enough. It should be fine to move.

Still holding the strangely colored flower and some miscellaneous things in his hand, the child ran to sit two steps away from Ji Guoyan Sheng.

Ji Guoyansheng chose to be in a daze because he had nothing to do, and the child fiddled with the things he brought with a blank face. First, he carefully selected the flowers he picked up, trying to put them in a good-looking way and put them on the paper. Ji Guoyansheng guessed that the book that the child brought with him was to make a dried flower bookmark.

Of course, Ji Guoyansheng would not teach such things to children, maybe someone taught them when he went to the town, but although he didn't know who taught them, that person must have taught them very badly.I didn't tell the children that it is difficult to make dried flowers in the cold winter, and I didn't tell the children to choose small flowers with not too thick stems.

Because a person wearing a fox mask who Ji Guoyansheng didn't know taught very badly, the child got stuck at the beginning, first of all, the flower was too big to be compacted with a book, and the stem was too long, the strange blue color The shape of the flower itself is not suitable for bookmarks.

Bookmarks are not something that men are keen to do. Of course, the heirs of the country in the past would not learn them, but the wonderful Ji Guoyansheng remembered these things. After turning into a ghost, he became less keen on remembering some new things. , but some past events became clear.

Ji Guoyansheng is not interested in dried flowers and bookmarks, but he can remember the few times he spent with his mother when he was young. His mother gave his younger brother a pair of flower bud earrings, and then taught him how to make dried flowers. Ji Guoyansheng didn't know why he had to teach him these things. It might be that a female mother didn't know many things, or it might be because a mother who was not liked by his father was not allowed to give him tangible things.

"Choose some smaller flowers if you want to do it. Books can't hold down such big flowers."

The crackling sound of burning firewood rang out in the room from time to time, and the six-eyed ghost couldn't help reminding the child who was making no progress with the things in his hand.It is a good thing to learn to do what you want to do. In the past, when the child had nothing to do, he would just sleep in a daze. Recently, he seems to be a little more cheerful, willing to talk more and do some meaningless things.

"!" Hearing Ji Guoyansheng's words, the child immediately picked up a bunch of things and ran to him, put the things in front of him, and then sat down in front of Ji Guoyansheng in a regular manner, just like when the little boy was reading and learning. , when he can't read or recognize, he will wait for Ji Guoyan Sheng to call him, and then he will hold things in front of him and wait for Ji Guoyan Sheng Jiao.

"These are too big to be used." Ji Guoyansheng said while picking out the few flowers that looked good but were too big for bookmarks, and handed the smallest one out to the child. "This flower can be used."

Ji Guoyansheng should be more reliable than the person who taught the child how to make bookmarks, or he raised the child for seven years. Although he was not responsible or conscientious, but after seven years of doing it, he would become familiar with things he didn't want to be proficient in. .

"Dried flowers are difficult to make in winter, it's too cold." It is estimated that winter will be in the middle of the year.

"…………"

"...It will be better if it is placed by the fire, although the color is not as good as natural air drying."

"!"

Ji Guoyansheng seemed to see the goldfish swimming around the child again. After a lot of tossing, the child finally sandwiched the flower between the paper and pressed it between the books. Now he is holding the book and waiting quietly for the time to pass. It was warm, and after a while the child was drowsy with the book in his arms, while Ji Guoyansheng was playing with a useless blue flower in his hand.

"Who taught you to do this." Ji Guoyansheng suddenly became curious about who taught you so badly.

"...!" The child who was still drowsy a second ago woke up when he heard the voice of "Father". He shook his head and widened his eyes, his voice was a little higher than usual, " Fox, a fox man!"

People who used to call Yan Zhu golden and red, this problem seems to have not changed now, but Ji Guoyansheng has long been used to this child's bad words, and his brain has already automatically translated.

"Fox man." The child curled up and repeated, his voice returned to the usual volume. The man wearing the fox mask told him that dried flower bookmarks were easy to make and "father" would like them, but the fox man was deceiving. , Dried flowers are not easy to make, and the teaching is still bad, but "father" taught him.

"The person who is a fox, the person who wears the flower earrings, taught."

The flower in Ji Guoyansheng's hand slipped from his palm and fell to the ground.

"...Is that so." Ji Guoyan Sheng thought it was no wonder his teaching was so bad.

Fate will still come as expected, like a curse.

His father, the servants around him, and everyone around him in the past told him that the twins are the wedges of misfortune, one of them will definitely bring misfortune to the family and blood relatives, as long as both parties are still alive, this is fate, Fate is given by God, and no one can avoid it except death.

It's just that they got one thing wrong. It wasn't Ji Guo Yuan Yi who was born with stripes that brought misfortune. He was a child favored by God and should shine on everyone's sun.Ji Guoyansheng, who was born at night, is not, he doesn't think his life is full of any great misfortunes, if he wants to say, he must be the one who brings misfortune to others.

He thought he should stop being jealous and angry with Ji Guo Yuan Yi, he was jealous of his talent when he was born as a human being, angry at his pity, and hated his calm face.Ji Guoyuan is the sun and the sea. The more similar they look to Ji Guoyansheng, the more ugly they can compare themselves.

He was ugly when he was a human, and he didn't change after turning into a ghost. He thought that seven years had passed and he should have given up. Staying in the dark like a ghost was no different from what he had done in the past, but he thought he would no longer be able to do it for him. Unable to catch up with the sun, I feel heart-piercing unwillingness and pain like burning my internal organs.

But Ji Guoyuan is his destiny, a destiny that cannot be avoided if he is not dead, as long as it appears, it will surely stir up waves in the almost dead lake in his heart.

Why did it appear, no matter how fate is, it doesn't have to be so difficult.He is almost able to convince himself that everyone can accept his incompetence and learn to give up knowing that the sun will burn himself, then he should be able to too, but it seems that he has lost his anger and hatred for Ji Guoyuanyi and gave up chasing the sun. If he got the shadow, he wouldn't be Ji Guoyan Sheng, and the hatred that should be aroused still exists. Ji Guoyan Sheng hates Ji Guo Yuanyi, and he also despises his own lack of progress.

So I turned a thousand twists and turns in my heart and returned to the ancient question, what was he born for...

But forget it, what can Ji Guoyansheng do when everyone is here, he can't win and can't drive away.Ji Guoyansheng suddenly felt very tired, why Ji Guoyuan could find him at any time, it was like this when Ji Guo was rescued, it was like this when he encountered Guiwu Tsuji, and this time it was still the same.

Although I found the child next to me this time, I don't know what Ji Guoyuan thought when he saw this child. Knowing that his normal blood and ghosts are mixed together, he still feels disgusting... No, he would only think so. I am not the saint Ji Guoyuanyi, it is better to say that he does not know that this child has half of his blood.

Ji Guoyansheng found that his younger brother's face was always vivid in his memory, and he remembered the smile that Ji Guoyuan once said, and the long-lost feeling of retching surfaced again.He was glad that the child fell asleep just after being warmed by the fire, and he didn't see his expression.

Ji Guoyansheng also thought that it might be better for the child to follow Yuanyi, but Yuanyi would not be good to him, that person would not treat children harshly.If you follow Yuanyi, this child can walk in the sun openly, someone will accompany him to play Shuangliu and kites, teach him to make dried flower bookmarks, practice swords if he wants to, and no one will force him to practice.

Now that the child has not grown up, maybe there is still a chance to have a happier childhood.

It felt a bit evasive, but thinking about it carefully, he did nothing but raise the child along the way, no love, no tenderness.Will Ji Guoyuan ever have love?The child of God?Maybe he takes care of every life in the world equally, and then maybe he will share that share equally with this child.

Ji Guoyansheng thought, if there is any, let this child share, he can't give it to him, Ji Guoyansheng can't learn to love anyone, and be gentle to someone.

Let the snow stop soon, Ji Guoyansheng looked at the snowflakes floating outside the window, and a not very heavy object leaned against him, for the first time, Ji Guoyansheng did not throw the sleeping little thing aside, but Lie down together, and for the first time learn to hold the child who has been raised for seven years and fall asleep together.

It's okay, winter will always pass, no matter how dark the night is, the sun will always rise, and when the sun comes out, the ghost will disappear at dawn.Then you just follow the sun, as long as you don't want to touch the flame, the sun will always be warm.

If a person is alive, he wants to be happier. Although you are not a human being, you can learn from it.

You can set off on the next clear day, this time don't get foggy.