Demolition

Lu Chen felt as if he had fallen into a nightmare. In the dream, he seemed to have been running tens of miles in a hurry, and the voices of the old people passed him by like a white horse. Huang Liang has a dream, gone forever.

In the end, Lu Chen's consciousness stopped in a familiar courtyard.In fact, I don't really remember what the courtyard looked like. In my first memory, there were carved beams and painted buildings, Xuanxiao Dantai, it was a fairyland on earth, and later I thought it was a blood pond hell, a shame that I couldn't wash away, true or false After so many years, the only thing left in my memory is the cherry blossom tree.

The cherry tree is a national tree, and it is considered a crime of treason for ordinary people to plant it privately. In some barren and remote places, people will kneel down when they see the cherry tree as if they were seeing an emperor, and even worship the cherry tree as a god.

But here, this cherry tree is just a place to hang a swing.

In the white dream, everything is blurry, except for the traces worn by the rope on the tree trunk, which is the only thing that time cannot take away, as if I was still playing here yesterday, but it seems like a lifetime away.

The dusty memories of more than ten years flooded in like a flood, because I kept in mind that my mother told me that I should never make any sound, no matter what I saw or heard, I couldn’t cry and I couldn’t be found out. Horror and tears swallowed, leaving only trembling.The sound of fighting outside was mixed with screams, and the bloody smell penetrated into the nose along the gap, and it couldn't get rid of it.He didn't dare to look outside, his anxiety and fear were magnified countless times in the darkness, time seemed to have no end, swallowing people's will, where was he?Are you still alive?Who are you?The boy began to pray, he didn't know what he was begging for, begging that everything was a dream, begging himself to see his father and mother after waking up, begging the sun to rise quickly, begging himself to forget all this.It seems that 100 years have passed, even the tears have been shed, and he has been exhausted, until the man opened the door, his gentle eyes were like clear springs in the desert, he stretched out his hand to wrap himself in his arms, and patted his head gently

"It's okay, it's okay, it's all over."

In the suffocation of despair, the light behind that person came down like a god, appearing in his life with holiness and redemption.

The man took himself to a magnificent place, there were many servants and maidservants, they respectfully called him the prince, and he became the young master of the palace.The prince invited his husband to the palace to teach him how to read and write articles, and invited a master to guide him to practice swords. In addition, he also spent a lot of time with him. Beside her, coaxing herself to sleep in a low voice, a pair of hands as warm as jade is the only comfort for her nightmares.

He said to him: "Chen'er, don't call me prince, call me by my name."

This sentence was like a sweet curse. He ate the sweet-scented osmanthus and lotus seed cake he ordered the dining room to make specially for him, and called him sweetly.

"Far away."

Ying Yuanzhi, if he wants to treat someone well, he can only be described as like a spring breeze.He is humorous, considerate, and knowledgeable. He will solve doubts for himself, watch Jianghu records with himself, tell jokes to himself, and even take him to listen to books in folk teahouses.Young people love Liangju, and whenever his homework is praised, Ying Yuanzhi will reward him to run horses in Biezhuang.He never regards himself as an ignorant child. He will talk about the dark and dark turmoil in the court, teach him how to behave in the world, and complain about his own distress. If he reads a good sentence, he will share it with himself. He never preaches and will not Punish yourself for almost anything you ask for.

"Yuanzhi." A small head poked in from the window, Ying Yuanzhi raised his head and smiled helplessly.

"Why don't you sleep so late?"

It was Ying Yuanzhi's study room, a forbidden area in the palace, but for Lu Chen it was just a place where he could find Yuan Zhi, he walked over aggrieved, and slipped into the other party's arms

"I can not sleep."

Ying Yuanzhi put down the pen in his hand, gently lifted the thin body in his arms, and wrapped it in his arms, his voice was hoarse and magnetic

"What's wrong? Had a nightmare?"

Lu Chen didn't speak, but sniffed his body vigorously, Ying Yuanzhi was amused

"Puppy? You are."

"Why am I here?" A muffled voice came from his chest, Ying Yuanzhi's frown was fleeting, and then he gently turned his head with his hands

"Who bullied you?"

Lu Chen's eyes were a little red, and he shook his head

"Far away, I miss my mother."

"Chen'er doesn't like being with me?"

Lu Chen was sensitively aware that this question had caused Ying Yuanzhi's displeasure, and he shook his head obediently

"I like it, I like it the most." Thin arms wrapped around each other's neck, like a little monkey.Sakura Tomoyuki stroked his hair

"Chen'er's parents entrusted you to me, and I will take good care of you."

"Will Yuan Zhi stay with me forever?"

"Of course it will."

"Then can I go for a horse race tomorrow?"

Lu Chen immediately showed a sly smile, Ying Yuanzhi nodded his nose in confusion

"You little slicker, last time my husband complained to me that your handwriting has deteriorated, and you still want to play."

"No! He couldn't argue with me when he argued, so I'm not used to it." Lu Chen retorted angrily.

"Okay, okay, I see, I'll give you a day off tomorrow, and let Zhongtian follow you, okay?"

"it is good!"

Lu Chen yelled contentedly, then yawned again, his eyelids drooped, and Ying Yuanzhi walked out holding him distressedly, babbling

"It won't work in the future if I don't sleep so late, what should I do if I don't grow taller?"

Lu Chen muttered, and he didn't know what he was talking about, Ying Yuanzhi twisted the quilt for him funny, and didn't leave until he fell asleep.

"How about adding a swing for you in the garden?" Lu Chen was at the age when he couldn't be idle, and wanted to run outside eight out of ten days. Ying Yuanzhi was troubled by him and had a headache, so he suggested.

"How can this be the same?" Lu Chen muttered dissatisfied that his request to see the lantern was rejected again. In fact, he was used to it. Ying Yuanzhi seldom let him go out. Even if he went out, he just took him to his other place. Zhuang never saw outsiders, so he just wanted to look at Ying Yuanzhi to give himself a look.So I secretly imagined that there is a swing, and I have another good thing to pass the time.

Ying Yuanzhi called his personal guards and told him to build a swing for the young master

"Where do you want to put it?"

"In your yard!" Lu Chen replied without hesitation

"it is good."

There was a flash of surprise in the eyes of the personal guard Zhongtian, but he quickly recovered his unchanging face, went down to arrange, and the swing was soon hung on the tree. Boys at that age are always curious about everything, he What I like the most is sitting on the swing, the cherry blossom petals cover the whole yard, and even the owner in the yard is dyed with the fragrance of flowers. The cherry blossoms are so beautiful, Lu Chen thought, if anyone marries him, it must be the most beautiful woman in this world. The happiest bride, Lu Chen is even a little jealous of the unknown princess, she will become the hostess of the Cherry Blossom Garden, and she will occupy her own swing and occupy Yingyuan.At first, people in the mansion whispered about him when they saw him, but Ying Yuanzhi probably dealt with this kind of discussion. Lu Chen never heard a single word, and he didn't think there was anything wrong.He was lying on the swing, waiting for Ying Yuanzhi to come home.

That was the happiest time in his life. The quiet and peaceful life covered all the shadows of swords and swords, as if God heard his prayers. Everything was just a dream. After waking up, the dream was scary Everything in my life has become blurred, and even if I forget something important, I don’t think it matters anymore. Compared to the fear that makes people tremble just by thinking about it, it’s better not to remember anything.

Lu Chen thought that he could live like this for a lifetime without any worries.It’s just that he was too naive at that time, his world was not much bigger than the mansion of the third prince, he only talked to Ying Yuanzhi every day, and the rest of the time he either read, wrote, practiced swords or counted which bird’s nests in the mansion had more eggs. In winter, he would even sit around a Xuan room in the yard to drink tea and enjoy the snow. Someone would let him do whatever he liked. Day after day, year after year, the days were as ordinary as running water.Until one day a person saw himself, that person was shocked, as if seeing a ghost who had been resurrected from the dead, Lu Chen stood in front of him, obviously ignorant, but a chill came from the bottom of his feet, what was there? Crack in your own head.

Yingdi summoned himself.

It was the first time he set foot in a palace. The size of the palace is more than three hundred miles. There are five steps to the first floor, and ten steps to a pavilion. Everywhere, it shows that the royal family is superior and inviolable.In the empty hall, the emperor was above, and it was as quiet as no one's land. Emperor Ying scrutinized his face with majestic and cruel eyes, and a familiar sense of fear welled up in his heart, but strangely, this fear was not Originating from the real dragon emperor, a group of people wearing iron masks appeared in Lu Chen's mind. Blood dripped from the swords in their hands to the ground. Every drop hit Lu Chen's nerves, and the air gradually froze. , Freezing his limbs and brain.They swept everything in the room that could be broken to the floor, turned all the cabinets upside down, and didn't find what they wanted, which made them even more irritable

"You can't even find a broken book, so what's the use of you?"

"Return to the adults, I have turned over all the words with words, and there is nothing."

Who are these people?Where are the parents?Why didn't you come to pick yourself up?Didn't they have something to go away?Didn't they say they'd be back soon?Where are they?

When Lu Chen was reading a book, he once saw a word 'self-deception'

"Far away, what is self-deception?"

Ying Yuanzhi has long been accustomed to his strange questions, and he didn't even raise his head to say

"It's just deceiving yourself."

"It's strange, what's the use of lying to yourself?"

"Earning your own trust is the only thing that matters, it's useless to lie to others."

But it's pointless to lie to yourself, and how could you possibly cheat yourself?Lu Chen retorted silently in his heart.

Have you ever seen brocade quilts?It is said that the brocade quilts of ordinary people hide the most bugs, because brocade quilts are usually not used, and they are not often taken out to wash and dry. Over time, they have become a paradise for insects and ants. moth-eaten.But it doesn't matter, the brocade quilt is only useful for its gorgeous appearance, even if the owner knows that the inside is riddled with holes, he will pretend that this is his most precious treasure, anyway, it is impossible to take out a second bed, Let's pretend the bed is intact.

Lu Chen stared blankly at Ying Yuanzhi who rushed over after hearing the news and knelt beside him, completely unaware that tears were streaming down his face.Ying Yuanzhi covered his eyes with his hands, and pleaded to the superior

"Father."

What about my father?Lu Chen really wanted to ask.The salty wetness of tears spread at the corners of his mouth.

I know the answer, I always knew it, but I chose to forget it.

After returning home, Lu Chen fell seriously ill and stayed in bed for three months without eating or drinking. He lost weight at a speed visible to the naked eye, and his wrists were so thin that they could be broken with a single effort. He could only forcefully pour the medicine into his mouth.He held his hand as before, but Lu Chen didn't feel any warmth.From then on, Lu Chen never felt the warmth again.

He remembered that in the past six months, his father would quarrel with his mother almost every day. The mother cried very sadly, and the father said violently

"Can I just let them do whatever they want?"

He thought of his father holding him, the indescribable tiredness in his eyes

"Be a good person when you grow up."

"What is a good person?"

"There is no pure good or bad. You have to remember that all people and things have more than one side. You just need to recognize your own heart and stick to your own path."

he remembered his mother

"I only hope that my son will be foolish and reckless, and be free from disasters and difficulties."

He finally remembered, he didn't dare to close his eyes, as soon as he closed those people's words, a catastrophe would appear in front of him, he didn't dare to look in the mirror, the face that looked so much like his father accused As an unfilial son, the happiness he once had became a sharp weapon to torture him, piercing his heart.He thought that he had probably used up all the laughs in his life.

After he recovered from his illness, he knelt in front of Ying Yuanzhi's yard and begged him to send him to Yinxiaolou to be a crow-removal man, just like his father.Ying Yuanzhi let him in, but he didn't go in, but knelt stubbornly, Ying Yuanzhi looked at his thin shoulders and pale face, and agreed to him.

On the day he left, Ying Yuanzhi didn't come out to see him off. He looked at the courtyard from a distance and found that the swing on the tree had been taken down at some point. He suddenly felt sad and lonely, but he warned himself that there was no Qualified to cry.Ying Yuanzhi was his savior, who accompanied him throughout his youth, and being with him was the best memory in his life. He was like a father, a brother, a teacher, and a friend. He was just an ungrateful villain.

But he has no choice. From now on, every step he takes will bear traces of blood, and every breath he breathes will smell of hatred. Behind him is the burden of the entire Lu family. He has no choice but to search for it. Such a self does not deserve the kindness of others.The stolen life will eventually be returned one day, and the god of fate has already set up his chessboard that night, and no one can refuse.