The return of the late emperor

It was noon, and the sun was scorching.

Xiao Jiu walked fast in front, and the mute followed behind with his stomach in his hands, sneaking glances at Ah Ming from time to time. If you want to make trouble with others, Xiao Jiu is so tired that she doesn't pay attention to herself.

After walking for so long, the mute was a little exhausted, his calves trembled, and he felt that things were doubled, but Xiao Jiu was so angry that he didn't look back, and he couldn't make a sound, so he had to grit his teeth He continued to follow, but the dull pain in his stomach still made him slow down, getting slower and slower, until finally he moved bit by bit as if he had sores on the soles of his feet.

As for Xiao Jiu, she had already left without seeing anyone, her dumb mouth flattened, and she almost cried, thinking that the villain next to her would see a joke, so she had to hold back her tears.

"In Muqing Temple, Suyong will show his face. Help the toasts, Bingwen..." There is a sound of reading aloud through the wall, and the dumb man looks at Xiaojiu's trail, but finds that Ah Ming has run away to someone else at some point. Standing at the base of the wall.

The mute shrank his neck, still held his stomach with his hands, and followed him cautiously with his feet.

There was nothing unusual in that courtyard. There were more than a dozen tables and stools in the open air. There were more than a dozen teenagers shaking their heads with books. The two teenagers sitting in the middle did not follow suit. One mouth was reciting, while the other was crookedly leaning to one side, echoing in unison, and finally couldn't be bothered to hide it, and simply didn't even open its mouth.

The former is dressed in dark blue, while the latter is dressed in a flamboyant red dress.

"Brother Ming..." The green-clothed boy stopped reading, frowned and looked at the red-clothed boy with disapproval in his eyes.

All the people around became quiet, they were just invited to accompany the two young masters to study.

"Yan Qingwei, you nerd, you're so boring." The boy in red curled his lips, stood up, and kicked the stool, "Anyway, I can't stay here anymore, and they didn't send anyone to guard here, why can't I go out? Was it fun?"

"Uncle Ren will come to check your homework today. If you run away, do you want to be grounded directly?" Yan Qingwei said slowly.

Chief Ren Mingchang straightened his rumpled robe, and said nonchalantly, "You'll only scare me with my father. Have you ever heard the story of a wolf coming? If my master believes in your wickedness, you will be so evil." What a fool." He took out a folding fan from his waist, shook his hands lightly, and unfolded the fan, writing four large characters: This son is very wise.He smiled smugly, and said to Yan Qingwei: "How about it, the fan was changed yesterday."

Yan Qingwei couldn't help laughing, and scolded with a smile: "I've never seen such a cheeky one." Turning around and sitting down, he picked up the book, "Forget it, I won't stop you, go wherever you like, anyway, I can say It's in the front, when the time comes, you will be beaten and grounded, don't let the people around you send letters to ask me to intercede for you, I have a thin skin."

"Pfft." Some people around couldn't help breaking their skills, Ren Ming didn't care, he folded the fan and raised his hand: "Is there anyone who wants to go out with the young master for a couple of laps?"

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and you honestly turn your head back, wishing to bury your face in the book.

Only a gray-clothed boy silently packed his books, picked up the book bag and walked to Ren Ming.His facial features are ordinary, but his eyes are beautiful and tight, black and white are distinct, clear as water, with long eyelashes moistened, without making a sound, he just looked at Ren Ming silently.

"What's your name? Why don't I have any impression of you at all? But if you are willing to hang out with me, you can be regarded as a smart person." Ren Mingben was about to pat this person on the shoulder, and raised his hand, but found that this person was actually smarter than himself. He was half a head taller, and then withdrew his hand angrily, "A person who grows blindly must not have a head. I will take back what I said earlier." He is not short.

Seeing Ren Ming angrily turning his head and leaving, the gray-clothed boy didn't know what to say, so he followed silently.

After walking for a long time, Ren Ming's anger subsided a lot, and he started to talk more: "Why are you dressed in gray, gray doesn't look good at all." He pulled his clothes again, "For example, red is pretty of."

The gray-clothed boy really wanted to agree with him, but he hesitated for a moment but still followed his heart and said: "I don't like red, it looks like blood, it's kind of disgusting."

Ren Ming looked down at himself subconsciously, and suddenly became a little emotional, "Gray is the most disgusting, it feels dirty when you look at it."

"Then other than red, which color do you think looks the best?" the gray-clothed boy pursed his lips and asked softly.

"Well... Daiqing, since you don't like too bright colors, then Daiqing is also good, looking calm." Ren Ming thought about it carefully for a moment, and thought of Yan Qingwei, who has always had good taste, even his father Praise him for being a gentleman.

Before anyone could answer, Ren Ming suddenly remembered the question he asked earlier, and said again: "You haven't answered me yet, what's your name?"

"Si...my name is Qu Mingke." The boy in gray hesitated for a moment before answering.

"The same Ming as me? Or Min? The front rhyme or the back rhyme, forget it, I am a southerner, and my own Ming can be pronounced awkwardly, so I can only call you by your surname." Ren Ming frowned again and said: "But just calling you by your surname, Qu, Qu, Qu... always feels weird, it always seems to go back and forth, and people will think that I don't want to be seen."

The gray-clothed boy followed behind without saying a word, but when he saw that Ren Ming hadn't noticed the obstacle on the road, he silently and luckily moved him aside.

"Hey, yes, just add another word after it. Qu Yi is still Qu Da... Well, Qu Da is smooth, I will call you Qu Da from now on." Ren Ming turned around abruptly, without paying attention, his forehead was straight Knocked the boy in gray on the mouth, his face turned red like a boiled shrimp in an instant, and after he realized it, he pushed the boy in gray away violently. If there was a dog hole in front of him at this time, he might have to escape the embarrassment. Drill on a drill.

At this moment, Ren Ming didn't have the intention to continue wandering around, he became so angry that he spoke in a vicious voice: "What are you looking at, and then dig out your eyeballs and feed them to rhubarb, I will forget about it for you, sir, did you hear me. "After that, he turned around and left, knowing that this person was still following him, and he didn't hear him make a sound. Recalling that his tone was really too harsh just now, he said awkwardly: "After thinking about it, my father may still come to say goodbye. Those in the courtyard, don’t go out to play, as for you, go home early today. Don’t follow me.”

As soon as the words fell, Ren Ming increased his pace and walked quickly in the same direction, as if there was a wolf chasing after him.Until he could no longer hear the footsteps behind him, and knew that no one was following, he slowly slowed down, opened the folding fan and fanned his flushed face desperately.

The gray-clothed boy who was left far behind Ren Ming stood silently for a long time, until he could no longer see Ren Ming, and then said in a low voice: "It's hard to get rid of the dark guards and get to be alone for half a day. I only spent an hour with you..."

"My heart is suddenly sour... ah." The mute suddenly covered his mouth and looked at Ah Ming beside him, his eyes were filled with shock. How could he suddenly be able to speak like others? Didn't they say that he was dumb?

Ah Ming sneered, her pretty face was full of sarcasm, "How long are you going to pretend to be crazy? You are me, and I am you."

"Then, then who are you?" The mute suddenly had a severe headache, and his stomach felt faintly cold. He looked at one end, but ignored the other end, so he simply relieved himself, sat down slowly against the wall, and said weakly: "Who am I?"

"You and I are Ren Ming, the boy in red just now..."

Ah Ming in front of the mute suddenly changed into a red dress, and turned into the appearance of the boy just now. He slowly squatted down and stroked the mute's stomach, "Come on, do you remember that person? After so many years, you finally remembered that day..." The tone of voice was extremely mournful, filled with unresolved sadness.

……

Blood color slowly smudged from the bottom of the robe, wet several bluestones.

Someone suddenly murmured: "Red is disgusting."

Big tears fell on the stone slab that was not stained by blood, and a few spots of dark blue were blurred.