Embers

After that day, Fu Yan hadn't seen Ember for almost half a year.As smart as he is, he quickly understood that Ember was deliberately avoiding him.

He didn't know exactly what crime he had committed, but the habits he had developed over the years made him like a hedgehog. Even if he was unbearably lonely, he would not take the initiative to ask anyone. Not to be approached.

Perhaps few people will understand that feeling. After experiencing the endless night and despair, they suddenly see a glimmer of light. Although it is fleeting, it is enough for people to recall the rest of their lives for decades.

And Ember was indeed as he expected, she deliberately didn't want to see him.

For the two people, this isolation also has different meanings.A part of Li Mei didn't quite understand that Fu Yan was different from Yi Huaizhi.Yi Huaizhi had never experienced any setbacks, nor did he know the ups and downs of life until he met Ember, so he had so many thoughts and calculations.But Fu Yan stayed in the dark for too long, too long.

But Ember doesn't have much time to think about these things, he always has a lot of things to deal with.

Li Mei felt sorry for him, and felt that sooner or later his body would be exhausted by such efforts, but she couldn't think of words to persuade him.After all, he understands that for Ember, living is a burden.

At the end of the year, Ember rarely visited Nie Budu.

Nie Budu will enjoy it even when he dies. His own tomb is big and spacious, and it is full of peach and plum blossoms outside. After the plum blossoms bloom, the peach blossoms bloom. Every spring, it is so beautiful.

Ember went with two jars of spirits.

Ember ignored those mundane things, found the dusty entrance, opened the mechanism neatly, and went all the way down the tomb, only stopping in front of Nie Budu's big golden nanmu coffin.

For the first time after becoming the leader, he sat down on the cold ground without hesitation, raised his hand and spilled a small half of the wine in a wine jar on the ground, and poured the rest down his throat.

The strong wine made his throat ache and brought a severe burning sensation, but he didn't seem to feel it, and soon drank the second jar.

At first, his eyes were clear and he didn't say a word, but after almost two jars of strong wine went down, not long after, his eyes began to appear drunk.

Limbs began to burn, and his head began to feel dizzy. He leaned on the coffin and panted lightly. Two empty wine jars fell to his side, and he didn't bother to help them up.

"Except for the one in the north of the city, all the restaurants I run are profitable this year... The brothel is not losing money, and the news is better than Qianji Pavilion... There have been no natural or man-made disasters throughout the year, and the crops are also good... The killer has been cultivated There was a batch of Baidao disciples who surrendered, and there was no change..."

His voice was intermittent and smelled heavily of alcohol, but he was clearly stating the situation of the Demon Cult at the end of the year.

"The 780 law is also running very well... There is no temporary need to modify..."

In short, everything in the current Demon Cult is what Nie Budu most wants to see.

After these words were finished, he seemed to be completely drunk, leaning there like mud, his long hair was scattered on his cheeks, and his eyes were blurred.

Lonely panting echoed in the empty tomb, and he casually threw the wine jar beside him far away, and it shattered into pieces with a bang.

He suddenly laughed.

Low, intermittent, laughter that didn't seem like laughter, but there was no joy at all.

The laughter fell on my ears, so hoarse that it was a bit harsh.

Consciousness began to blur, and he had many fragmented dreams in a daze.

In his dream, he saw Nie Budu at the martial arts conference. He was only in his early twenties, with a flamboyant red robe and an unrivaled elegance.And I was sitting at the lower string door, looking at him, my heart was like a pool of stagnant water, neither very nor complaining.

In the dream, there was Ye Bozhou who was smiling slightly, dressed in warm white clothes, standing among the pear blossoms and staring at him, with deep tenderness in his eyes, holding a pear branch in his hand.I looked at him from a distance, unable to tell whether it was sadness or joy.

In the dream, there was also Yi Huaizhi who was almost exactly the same as Ye Bozhou. He was holding an umbrella, and he couldn't see his expression clearly. He could only hear a pleasant voice softly.

He said, Ember, I never want to see you again.

There was a choking flute sound, with countless threads of affection, but also as decisive as a sharp knife cut through it. It was Yi Huaizhi who blew his farewell "Missing" that day.

And Li Mei, who knelt down in front of him in the heavy rain, said that he would never betray in this life.

He didn't sleep very soundly, he was drowning in dreams for a while, and struggled to wake up again for a while.

For a while, he dreamed that there was bright red blood dyeing the roots of his hair along the tip of his hair, and his white hair turned into a palpitating dark red. After a while, he dreamed that Ye Bozhou smiled and said to him, "I Where you are is your home.For a while, I dreamed that I was imprisoned by countless iron chains, and for a while, I dreamed that someone set a fire around me, and I watched the tongue of fire licking my flesh.

I can really feel the tingling pain, but I can clearly realize that everything is just a dream.

It was already dark when Li Mei found him, and the man was lying on the ground leaning on the coffin, his hair was stained with dust, his face was flushed, and he was still holding an empty wine jar in his arms.

His heart ached unbearably, and he hated himself for not checking for a moment, leaving Ember to stay alone in this cold and lonely tomb for almost a whole day.

She went forward and pulled him up vigorously, carrying him on her back.When he was about to leave, Ember suddenly raised his hot hand to touch his face, and said something in a low voice.

"……I want to go home."

Li Mei tightened her arms and said nothing.

He didn't know where was suitable to be Ember's home, or it was a place that could not be found in the world at all.

After returning home, Li Mei called the doctor, and sure enough, Ember caught the wind and cold.

Originally, he was very tired recently, coupled with the chill in the tomb, it was very difficult not to get sick.

Sitting in front of the bed, Li Mei gently stroked his face, held his hand and placed it on her left chest, sighed: "Can you feel it, how painful is it here?"

Ember frowned slightly, as if she had fallen into a deeper nightmare again.

There is no storm on the surface of the rivers and lakes, and the days just go by like this. From the rising of the sun to the setting of the sun, from the pear blossoms to the snow covering the shoulders, time seems to never stop for anyone.

Turning a page in the yellowed history book lightly, 14 years have passed.

Ember was 38 years old this year.

During this period, the Demon Cult had no problems under Ember's rule, and even got better and better. In the 15th year of Hongye, it directly reached an unprecedented height, which even made the court very afraid.

But even so, some undercurrents were unavoidable. After the disbandment of the Shenfu, everyone in Ember had sent people to closely monitor them, but so far no news has been reported.

Over the years, Ember has been quietly suppressing these undercurrents. At the same time, those children he trained back then have completely become the best killers of the Demon Cult. Ember promoted them to important positions and made them form a The huge net covered the entire Devil's Cult underneath.

On the other hand, he has already compiled a new type of kung fu that he has been planning, which combines the almost invincible "Cuo Hua Xin Jing" and the kung fu of various schools of Bai Dao. The overall lethality is greatly improved, but there is no harm to the practitioners themselves. After a long trial period, he printed and distributed this "Innocence".

In the following hundreds of years, this "Innocent Kung Fu" has always been the best kung fu in the world, and no one has been able to write another kung fu that is better than it.

However, this name has always caused people to speculate, no one knows why Ember called this set of exercises "Innocence".

But that's all for later generations.

Back to the story.

During these years, Ember and Fu Yan have met more or less several times. Most of the time, Ember deliberately kept a distance from him, but once, the two completely crossed the line, which was considered a big accident. .

It was on a thunderstorm night, the curse on Fu Yan's body suddenly broke out, and he rushed into the rainstorm by himself, roaring at the top of his lungs.

After hearing the news, Ember rushed over, quickly controlled him, and carried him back to the room by the waist.

After struggling for a while, the two of them were already soaked. Ember wanted to let him down, but he held onto Ember tightly and refused to let go.

"I'm too cold..."

He spoke hoarsely, almost in a daze.

Ember frowned slightly, without any expression on her face, but she didn't push him away either.

Fu Yan hugged him vigorously, and wailed incomparably sadly, but he couldn't shed a single tear anymore, his whole body was shaking violently, as if he was about to collapse.

He was desperately longing for the warmth of Ember's body, and Ember was extremely gentle that night, meeting all his needs, even though there was still no smile at all, Fu Yan could feel that Ember was using this method comfort him.

A person who has lived for more than 30 years, like a child, is huddled in Ember's arms and comforted by him, and the pain of scratching his heart gradually fades away until dawn.

After waking up, none of them mentioned this matter again, nor did they show any strangeness, and it was still a long time before they saw each other.

But when Fu Yan knew that he couldn't get rid of this kind of cold tenderness.

Unlike Li Mei who always stays by Ember's side, he is usually alone and happy, just walking around will make him feel better, even if he can't see anything.However, whenever the bone-piercing pain strikes, or when he feels fear in the dark, he still subconsciously looks for embers.

That person can always give him just the right amount of comfort.Or it should be said that by his side, anyone does not need to be himself, and anyone can put down the heavy thorns.

Ember was a little bit resistant to his desire for warmth at first, but then he let it go.

None of them are melancholy guests in the world, and they are all trapped in the mud, so why not give each other the warmth they can afford in the end.

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