[Shen Jian] Plum rain

In Huashan Mountain at the end of August, the sky is bright and the air is clear, and the morning and evening turn cooler.Yang Jian, a [-]-year-old immortal who does not eat fireworks in the world, has not cared about his own feelings of cold and heat for a long time. In the evening, he had a whim and wandered into the peach forest to enjoy the moon while enjoying the wind.

He came to admire the moon, of course, not for the purpose of borrowing things to express love or seeing things to think about people, but just wanting to come out to get some air after being bored in the room for a long time.It's a pity that his little goal has not been fully realized, when he heard the sound of Chen Xiang's steps stepping on the corridor, it was obviously aimed at him.

It's cold at night, close the doors and windows - finally remembering Chen Xiang's previous instructions, Yang Jian felt a little guilty of being caught, but fortunately he still had mana by his side, so he immediately disappeared and went back to the room by detour.Unexpectedly, as soon as the front foot stepped over the threshold, Chen Xiang chased after him with the back foot.

It was just a trivial matter to take advantage of the coolness at night, but now it has become a mana competition.In desperation, Yang Jian could only take out the actor's qualities he had shelved for many years, pretended to be about to go out, and "unexpectedly" met Chen Xiang at the door.

The uncle and nephew faced each other, and their faces were a little ugly for a while.Yang Jian Kuang is slow in his acting skills, and Chen Xiang Kuang is dissatisfied with Yang Jian's behavior.

After a brief stalemate, finally the old god opened his mouth first: "Chen Xiang, I was just going to find you."

"Looking for me?" Chen Xiang said in a cold tone, "Uncle, the Immortal Doctor told you not to blow the wind. I don't think you want to find me, but you are going out to seek guilt."

The nephew mercilessly exposed the lie, and every word was sonorous and powerful. No matter how eloquent Yang Jian was, he was choked up by his words and couldn't continue acting; he simply stopped acting, but he still refused to admit Mistake, directly gave Chen Xiang a silence.

Chen Xiang looked at him with downcast eyes, even the slight smile when we met just now disappeared, and he frowned slightly as if he was in trouble - this appearance did not seem to admit his mistake at all, but seemed to have been greatly wronged .Chen Xiang has seen expressions like this one on his face before, for example when he saw Chen Xiang abandoning his love, when he fought with Chen Xiang, or when he was slandered by Chen Xiang's words; So many days.

But the bad thing is, when Chen Xiang saw his expression before, she couldn't even hate him, but now that the misunderstanding is cleared up, she can't be cruel.

Forget it, forget it, don't argue with him.he said to himself.As an uncle, I don't know how to take care of myself. This was clearly seen when I was in Liujia Village. Otherwise, what would I do here, not to mention asking him, an elder, to admit his mistakes to the younger generation, of course it would be impossible.

So he really convinced himself for the time being.Sighing secretly, Chen Xiang took Yang Jian's arm, led him back to the room, and closed the door behind his back.The lights in the room were flickering, but because the sky had almost disappeared, there were only a few inches of warm mid-autumn night wind that penetrated into the room through the narrow window.

Chen Xiang closed the windows one by one tightly, turned around and saw Yang Jian sitting by the table, conjuring a piano out of nowhere, coaxing his nephew with a smile: "Chen Xiang, do you want to learn to play the piano, uncle will teach you."

Every time I want to get close to my nephew, I always have to show this kind of smiling face.Even though Chen Xiang thought about it, her heart was still moving, she reluctantly moved towards Yang Jian, saw his hands from his piano, and finally fixed her eyes on his face: "I don't even know how to make music..."

Yang Jian didn't take it seriously at all: "Music theory is not difficult, Chen Xiang, you can infer other things from one example when learning magic, and learning music theory is not a problem."

If you think about it at worst, this is probably blind confidence in the descendants of the Yang family.Chen Xiang was stunned, recalled the extremely threatening words, and decided to take his uncle's affirmation of himself as the standard, and accepted it cautiously: "Then I must study hard, so as not to let uncle down. Uncle, you can teach me. "

The uncle and nephew sat together, playing with the phoenix.Chen Xiang was a little trembling at first, but Yang Jian had a bad temper in his impression, especially when he was wearing a silver armor and holding a long front, he was extremely aggressive, sometimes he even felt that he and the three-pointed double-edged knife in his hand had already merged into one body, making them both Blades make no difference.But now holding this piano, Yang Jian is very patient, from the structure of the piano to each string, even if Chen Xiang is distracted occasionally, he will not tire of it.In this way, more than an hour passed unknowingly, until he felt a little sleepy, Chen Xiang suddenly realized that it was getting late, and his purpose of coming here was not to learn the piano, but to urge Yang Jian to go to bed early.

But the current situation is beyond his expectation, and it is not easy to leave.In order to teach him the most basic fingering, the uncle and nephew stood and sat one at a time. Chen Xiang was surrounded by Yang Jian's arms, and his uncle was still holding his hands and flicking the strings sporadically. The tips of his hair brushed against his ears and face, and even the bitter medicine smell on his body rushed into his nose to grab his sense of smell—all of them are charming and charming that can only be seen in dreams before.

This unsatisfactory body actually lingered tenderly, unwilling to leave easily.

"Agarwood?" Yang Jian lowered his head slightly and asked softly, "Are you tired?"

As he asked this, he stretched out his hand and caressed Chen Xiang's hot cheek.Chen Xiang was shocked by his touch, turned half of her body sideways suddenly, held Yang Jian's chin with one hand, raised her head, and pressed Yang Jian's beautiful lips.

A long and serene kiss, without harsh rain, without rootless hatred; in the middle of the night, the stars are scarce, only a lonely lamp, an old piano, and a pair of beautiful couples.

"Chen Xiang?" Before the kiss was over, Yang Jian whispered again, "Are you tired?"

Only in a flash, this nightmare-like kiss ended hastily with Chen Xiang's startled awakening.In front of his eyes, there is still a lonely lamp, an old piano, and finally a pair of beautiful women.

"Uncle was negligent, Chen Xiang, go back and rest," Yang Jian let go of his hand, and sat back where he was, "I just want to talk to you..."

And this excuse-like discourse is actually quite futile.Chen Xiang probably didn't listen to it in his heart, and his expression showed the bewilderment of waking up from a dream, and the emptiness of gaining and losing again.He sat there numbly, raised his eyes to look at Yang Jian, and glanced over the strings, but he didn't say a word, got up in a daze, pushed the door and left.

It seems to be running away.

When the night was quiet, Yang Jian's words "I just want to talk to you" finally climbed into Chen Xiang's heart again and again in tossing and turning, causing trouble repeatedly.Looking back on this period of time, ever since Yang Jian's injury improved, he has hardly shown any good looks.Even if Yang Jian obeyed his nephew, the worst thing he did was to go out in the evening for a wind; The language, the words laugh at Yan Yan, and even change the way to curry favor.But even so, Chen Xiang still never gave him a few smiling faces.

No, thanks to the unparalleled military wisdom in the world, God of War of the Three Realms came up with the method of teaching the piano, trying to get closer to Chen Xiang; Get along well for a while.

Chen Xiang clearly knew what kind of anger she was angry with and what kind of resentment she had.But he also knew that it couldn't go on like this forever.In the relationship between him and Yang Jian, there must always be someone who gives in, and this person will not be the ignorant Yang Jian, but only himself.

If love is karma and emotion is lust, he has lingered here for too long.Whether it is moving forward or retreating, he must go out at this step.

The more I think about it, the more sad it comes from it, the emptiness in my heart, and I can't sleep.In the middle of the night, he simply turned over, opened the window, and borrowed the wind to wake up his chaotic thoughts.But the stars move, the moon sets and the sun rises, and the cool night wind gradually warms up, sighing and feeling.

Its daybreak.

As if relieved of a heavy burden, Chen Xiang let out a long sigh and warned himself: This is the end.

From now on, life will continue as usual.Love is something that you can live like this if you hold it tightly, but you can still live like this if you give up.Time is the fairest, it never slows down because of caring for anyone's happiness, nor speeds up its journey because of caring for anyone's pain.

Time can also dilute everything that cannot be loved and cannot be sought.

So he absent-mindedly tidied himself up, and as soon as he left the room, he saw Yang Jian just opened the door and came out.Across the small half of the yard, Chen Xiang saw Yang Jian smiling at him, so she forced the corners of her mouth, and returned an unattractive and indifferent smile.

How charming this smile is, I'm afraid even Chen Xiang can't flatter him; however, his all-powerful and extremely powerful uncle is quite useful, and he took a few steps closer, and came to Chen Xiang in person to show courtesy - it turned out to be from "Le "Book" selects and extracts the basic key knowledge and writes it into a booklet that is easy to carry with you.Chen Xiangben was also somewhat interested in playing the piano, not to mention Yang Jian's kindness, so he took the booklet and flipped through a few pages.What catches the eye is a page full of sparse and correct lowercase letters, the words are clean and clear, and the strokes are upright and awe-inspiring, without any hesitation.

If I could have seen his handwriting earlier, perhaps the misunderstanding at the beginning would not have been so deep.Chen Xiang thought this way, but couldn't help laughing at herself. Back then, her temperament was far less stable than it is now, and she would probably ridicule Yang Jian for his good handwriting, but in reality he was a treacherous and treacherous villain.

Chen Xiang closed the booklet, received it, but felt mixed feelings in his heart; suddenly thought, if he extracts it all night, he probably won't sleep all night, it won't benefit his body.That's why the evil fire that had been smothered after thousands of turns last night sparked faintly again. He wanted to ask a question, but unexpectedly, his uncle took the lead.

When Chen Xiang was still flipping through the brochure carefully, Yang Jian was looking at him.Seeing that his face was tired, he asked: "Did you not sleep last night?" Unknowingly, he stretched out his hand, and his cool fingertips swept lightly from the side of Chen Xiang's face, and finally landed on his right shoulder. Gently smooth out obvious wrinkles in clothing.

The Adam's apple rolled slightly, the heart beat faster, and the breathing became difficult to follow.It seemed only for a moment, and it seemed like years, the evil fire exploded into sparks, the sparks ignited the heart, and the tongue of fire licked the reason. This raging fire was so fierce and crazy, it easily burned all the armor that Chen Xiang wrapped overnight.

Yang Jian was always a life-saving straw when he was on the verge of collapse, and forced him to regroup when he retreated in the face of difficulties.It was so in the past, and it is still the same now.

Judicial god Yang Jian, the strongest enemy Yang Jian has ever seen in this life, he has never changed.

The strings of reason suddenly snapped.Chen Xiang suddenly grabbed Yang Jian Jiang Weili's wrist, twisting it in the air without advancing or retreating.

At this moment, Yang Jian's brows were stained with a strange color.Right now, Chen Xiang's expression was cold and stern, and he was exerting force with his palms. It didn't seem like he was joking at all; but rather than saying that he was attacking suddenly, in Yang Jian's view, it was better to see that the anger accumulated over the past few days or even years finally broke out.

Yang Jian knew he was wrong.First, he should not use Chen Xiang as a pawn, second, he should not use violent means to force Chen Xiang to grow up, third, he should not kill Liu Yanchang to vent his personal anger, fourth, he should not end up with serious injuries to himself, and fifth, he should not awaken Chen Xiang's memory for his own self-interest.He wanted to make amends, but even making amends was wrong. Is there an uncle who failed more than him in this world?

Maybe not anymore.

Yang Jian sighed softly, avoided Chen Xiang's eyes, and said quietly: "It seems that you still hate me."

Chen Xiang frowned even more when he heard the words, but unexpectedly let go of his hands a little.

"...Yes, I hate you, Yang Jian." Using "hate" as a shield, Chen Xiang was finally able to say, "I hate you because you never cared about my feelings. You treat me as your nephew, yes You are a descendant of the Yang family, so I have to take responsibility, I must be excellent, but I never thought that I am also a human being, I have feelings, I am not a ruthless bastard like you. Let me ask you, your life is 3000 years , Do you have any friends? Xiaotiangou is your dog, Brother Meishan is your entourage, my mother is your subordinate, I am your pawn in the name of your nephew, and my father is your thorn in the flesh—— You even take advantage of your family, and you say that for the sake of the Three Realms and all sentient beings, what a high-sounding and great achievement! Let me ask you, has someone always given you what you want? To steal, how many ugly things you have done to achieve your goal, how many loopholes of human nature you have taken advantage of, you can count it yourself?!"

Sudden force on the wrist, a few steps forward to force Yang Jian to the wall, Chen Xiang's eyes flushed, and he asked shyly, "You don't have anything to say?"

At this moment, the distance is so close, Chen Xiang can almost see the clear shadow in Yang Jian's eyes that belongs to him; he also sees that Yang Jian is not indifferent, the words just now are like a knife, piercing the heart, and it seems that his incomplete heart has been severed again Chop it up, no matter how bad it is, it can no longer be held in front of Chen Xiang to please him.

ended.

Regardless of deep love or obsession, everything is over.

Chen Xiang lowered her head, closed her eyes fiercely, trying to calm down her heartbeat as much as possible.And he did hear Yang Jian gasping slightly because of his sullen anger.

In the next moment, his slightly cold wrist was drawn out.

In the palm, it is empty.

"It's my fault, I shouldn't, I've done too many wrong things, I'm sorry." Yang Jian replied in a deep voice, "But I really don't know how to compensate you—Chen Xiang, you go back."

Chen Xiang suddenly raised her head and stared at him.

"Go back... Go back and be with your father. When your mother comes back, I will also persuade her to go back to Liu Family Village to reunite with you.

Chen Xiang choked for a while, and asked after a while: "Then you... what about you?"

"I'm fine now. I'll send a letter to Yuquan Mountain later and ask Xiao Tiangou to come over, and I'll go back to Guan Jiangkou." Yang Jian said parting in this way, but there was still a trace of hesitation in his words, and he said carefully, "It's just the mortal world..."

It's just that the world lasts forever, can you let me come and see you? ——Chen Xiang guessed that he wanted to say this; but in the end, concerns and apologies prevailed, and he couldn't really say it out.

"It's nothing," he tried to hide it, "let's go.

He said go, and he did.Chen Xiang looked at his back, hesitating not to see him at all.

Facing the precipice where the relationship between his uncle and nephew collapsed, Yang Jian finally fled in a hurry.