Envy

As soon as Yan Zhaohan walked into the tea stand, her mother-in-law came over to him and said, "Yesterday evening, when you went to see your mother, a little brother came to look for you. I thought you said you were hiding, so I Didn't tell him you lived here."

Yan Zhaohan had a faint premonition, his heart beat wildly, he pulled his mother-in-law's sleeve, and asked anxiously, "Who is it? What does it look like?"

The mother-in-law thought about it carefully, and said: "He is tall and handsome. He wears white clothes and carries a sword. He doesn't look like a Fulian from his accent."

"Is there a cloud pattern on the jade ring at the end of his scabbard?"

"I didn't look carefully, I don't know very well, all I know is that he brought a sword." Seeing that he was restless, the mother-in-law became flustered, and she said, "Don't worry, he said that since he didn't find you in the town , leaving early this morning. At this time, he should have left by boat at the pier."

Yan Zhaohan looked a little dazed, and ran out after listening.

The mother-in-law was afraid that he would fall, so she entrusted the tea stall to an acquaintance and followed.

He stumbled through the crowd.Because he was too anxious, his usual proud calm demeanor was lost.He also lost his hearing, and he kept bumping into people.

He was submerged in the invisible crowd, feeling an invisible hand pinching his neck, preventing him from breathing.He didn't know who he bumped into again, so he leaned forward and fell hard.

A big man with a rough voice scolded him for not being able to walk, spit on the ground, turned and left.People passing by looked at him strangely, but no one came to help him.

The mother-in-law is getting old and her legs are slow, so she managed to catch up with him. When she saw him fall to the ground, she quickly helped him up: "Xiaoyan, don't walk so fast! Be careful that you may get hurt!"

The mother-in-law took him to the pier.

With the wind blowing from the river, he could almost imagine how his third brother came by boat exhaustedly on the vast white river, and how he left disappointed.

He was supported by his mother-in-law and went back in a daze.The mother-in-law accompanied him home and prescribed medicine for him in person.There were various bruises and small wounds on his legs, and he broke his knee just now, bleeding a lot.The mother-in-law said: "I thought you were hiding from him. I made you miss it."

Yan Zhaohan's voice was a little hoarse, and he said, "It is indeed because of him that I left Zhao Lincheng."

"What is the reason for this?"

His eyes were red: "Staying together is a luxury."

The mother-in-law wrung out the towel and wiped off the sweat from his forehead: "Then we won't stay together. As long as we are alive, we can do whatever we want. At least we can have something in our hearts."

"Except for blood relatives, everyone around you will change and can be changed. If you have no fate and are destined to leave, you let go. How wide the road is. If you really feel pain, just forget it."

……

The bullies on the East Street have been following him since he arrived in Yunqi Town, and they believe that he is a poor young master.Some of the things he had brought with him were all snatched away.That person, relying on the corruption of the government, refuses to pay attention to such things, and is very arrogant.

The door lock of his yard had been broken, and because of poverty, it was difficult to repair, so he had to use wooden sticks to support it at night.

In fact, he didn't care too much. The family was poor and nothing could be stolen.But the man on East Street is a talent, and he can always find something that can be sold.

This time when he came, he barely found a piece of jade in a corner of the house.Before leaving the house, he kicked the chair blocking the way aside, turned his head and lazily said to Yan Zhaohan, "I'm leaving, see you later." When he left, he stepped on the moonlight in the courtyard.

The chair was already worn out, and it was shaking and creaking in the corner at the moment, crying pitifully.He got up numbly, he didn't even have an appetite after eating, and he was going to take a shower and go straight to sleep.

The icy well water froze him to lucidity, and then he became dizzy again.He sank slowly in the tub, the cold water touched his chin, his lips.He thought of his third brother's gentle brows and eyes smudged with ink, and curled the corners of his lips, letting the water cover his nose, eyes, and top of his head.

The loud and annoying cicadas can be heard indistinctly underwater.He closed his eyes, and the cold water entered the nasal cavity and eardrum, bringing a feeling of suffocation.He pinched his fingers on the slits on the inner wall of the tub.Gradually, the painful feeling began to fade away, and he felt peaceful and peaceful.

A Niang said softly, "Don't be afraid, I'm here."

The second brother said: "After Yong Ye's matter is settled, I'll take her back to Yan's house and let you have a look. You wait for me to come back."

Yan Yun looked at him arrogantly, but his eyes were full of pity: "You and your aunt are really pitiful."

Yan Shuhan always looked at him solemnly: "You are the Yan family's son, my son."

The voices of many people in his life were mixed together, causing him a headache.He finally gave up fighting.

Those voices faded away little by little, and disappeared little by little.Then he heard the soft sound of the wind.He saw Mu Su's winter, the winter with snowflakes.

Meng Tou raised his head, looked at him intently, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Are all members of the Yan family as good-looking as you?"

"I like you." Meng Tou's words sounded like a sigh, melted in the summer snow.

He wanted a stele without writing.

……

He was awakened on that summer night when he wanted to commit suicide.Someone knocked on the door and shouted "Meng Yan".He leaned against the edge of the tub, choked for a long time, and coughed up a few sips of water.

He suddenly felt absurd and inconceivable, when did he become such a passive and reclusive person, and wanted to end himself.

He put on his clothes, opened the curtain and walked out of the house.

Song Jingran held a jar of wine, saw his hair was wet, guessed that he was still taking a bath just now, scratched his hair embarrassingly: "The courtyard door was not closed, so I came in. I'm leaving Fulian soon, in this town There is no one I know, so I came to say goodbye to you."

Yan Zhaohan remembered that he forgot to secure the gate of the courtyard, so Song Jingran was able to break in and accidentally saved his life.

This may be God's will.

He took two wine glasses from the room and chatted with Song Jingran in the courtyard.

After the young Song Jingran drank some wine, he felt a little melancholy.He said, "I think you must have already guessed that I am not Meng Tou's apprentice."

"Ah."

Song Jingran filled the wine for the two of them: "I decided to cultivate since I was very young, and I hope to become famous one day. But I have only learned a little over the years. I can only hang around in small places. I can't compare with those people like Meng Tou. I come from a famous family and have extraordinary talents. But I still hope that I can go on this road, even if I am still unknown when I am 60 or 80 years old, I am willing."

Song Jingran raised his head and drank the wine, "I plan to go to Muyu to learn from my teacher."

Yan Zhaohan's eyes reflected the stars in the sky, he said: "Meng Tou's master is a real person, he only attained the Tao at the age of 72."

He didn't go on and drank a glass of wine quietly.It's not strong wine, but ordinary rice wine, which is not spicy.