[Shen Jian] Plum rain

09

Chen Xiang's hand holding the needle was restrained.The needle was trembling, piercing his clothes and scratching his skin, but after all it failed to penetrate into the flesh and blood.

Raising his eyes, he met Yang Jian's gaze, and clearly saw the bloodshot eyes and sullenness in his eyes.

"...You just want to make yourself more comfortable...to help you whitewash the peace."

It must be known that there are too many things in this world. Once it happens, the building will collapse and there is no room for recovery.

It is too late to mend the situation.

From Yang Jian's few words, Chen Xiang read out what he really wanted to say.Suddenly he lowered his eyebrows, and tears rolled down from his eyes.

Yang Jian leaned on the head of the bed with half-supported body, pinching Chen Xiang's wrist tightly, until his knuckles trembled and turned white, he didn't even intend to let go.

A completely helpless, powerless posture.

"Have you thought about the future?" In order to dispel his nephew's stupid thoughts, Yang Jian asked in a deep voice, "My injury will heal one day, if I come to take revenge again... But you, you have no magic power, how can you stop me? "

He was extremely weak, panting every sentence, as if using all his strength in his hands.Chen Xiang looked at him, opened and closed his lips, but failed to say a suitable answer, only said: "Then you kill me."

Yang Jian's hands trembled even more, coughed, and asked again: "Okay... let's not talk about the far ones. The Queen Mother asked you to go to heaven to rectify the new rules, but you have no mana, how can you fulfill your promise?"

"There are so many gods in heaven, there are Buddhas in the Western Paradise, and Sun Wukong Zhu Bajie..." Chen Xiang spoke halfway, mustered up the courage to look at Yang Jian's increasingly fierce expression, hesitated, and swallowed the second half of the sentence.

Today is as it was then.Once upon a time, a young man named Chen Xiang walked out of Liujia Village, from being penniless to being super powerful, Yang Jian's ruthless and ungrateful contribution cannot be denied.At that time, what Chen Xiang saw most often was Yang Jian's expression - cold, solemn, and heartless.

But today is still different.Everything that happened here a few days ago, in this room, has long been eroded in my heart, exuding a lingering stench.It's a pity that today's Chen Xiang can no longer regain the absurd and unknown courage at that time. His words and deeds seem to have returned to his ignorant youth. No matter how Yang Jian destroys humanity, he always thinks that Well, as long as he is stronger, harder, and even more coquettish, there will still be room for change in the deadlock between their family and uncle.

Maybe there really was.It was just destroyed by him.

Chen Xiang lowered her eyes even more and stopped looking at him.So he failed to realize how lost and heartbroken Yang Jian was.

Finally, it was Yang Jian who broke the silence.

"...Have you ever thought about it," he said, "If one day your mother loses the lotus lamp, who can protect her...you or your father?"

Now it seems that this statement is just a hypothesis of Yang Jian.But intuition tells Chen Xiang that this is not as simple as just assuming.Yang Jian always has the power to make himself believe him involuntarily, even if it's just "in case", he must follow Yang Jian's thinking and carefully consider the possibility of "in case".

If Yang Chan loses the Lotus Lantern, who can protect her?Liu Yanchang, who is a mortal who has no power to restrain a chicken, or Yang Jian, the elder brother who is difficult to distinguish between good and evil, and will even leave her one day?

All she can rely on is her son, and there is no other person in the Three Realms.

Thinking of this, Chen Xiang's thoughts moved slightly, and the hand holding the needle finally loosened. In the blink of an eye, Yang Jian easily snatched the thousand-pointed needle and threw it far away.

With a simple movement, Yang Jian was exhausted, unable to support his body, and lay on the head of the bed in a daze for a while.When he woke up again, Chen Xiang was still waiting by his side, watching deeply for a moment.

Yang Jian avoided his gaze, and softened his attitude for the first time in a few days: "Wait for me to rest...you bring her again."

Chen Xiang silently agreed, and when she walked out of the room, she couldn't help but sigh deeply.

Perhaps this love affair is simply a farce, a joke made by God with him.But even if it's just a farce and a joke, there will always be a day when it will end.

Everything, good or bad, must have an end.

He had a hunch that this ending was close at hand, within reach.

In the evening, after 20 years, the two brothers and sisters Yang Jian and Yang Chan were finally able to see each other under the blue sky and broad daylight.But the sun is dying like blood, and the rosy glow is about to disperse, which seems to show that no matter how magnificent and colorful all this is, after all, the twilight is lingering, and there is not much time left.

Just lingering.

The siblings reunited after a long absence, before they could speak, Yang Chan started to cry first.Yang Jian was hesitating what happened to Chen Xiang and how he could face her, but now when he saw her crying, he put all his stubborn thoughts behind him, took her into his arms, and softly comforted her.

Tears are the softest thing in the world, but they can easily eliminate Yang Jian's stubbornness and indecision.

"Second brother, I don't blame you, I never blamed you, I just don't understand why you treat me like that... I thought the second brother blamed me for making mistakes, and he doesn't like me anymore..."

They have been brothers and sisters for 3000 years and have never had an overnight feud.Presumably, the reason why she had such a misunderstanding was not only Yang Jian's cruelty in the previous few years, but also related to his avoidance in the past few days.Even though Chen Xiang tried his best, he couldn't fool his biological mother.

However, she will never know the absurd abnormal love hidden behind it.

After Yang Chan had cried enough, the two stuck together and talked for a while, most of the topics were innocuous, and neither of them mentioned the year in tacit agreement.Later, Yang Chan inadvertently brought a word of agarwood, and Yang Jian's mind was finally pulled out from the past and returned to reality.Seeing that he was silent for a while, Yang Chan asked why, but Yang Jian said "I'm tired" to perfunctory him.

Although it was only a stopgap measure, it reminded Yang Chan that Yang Jian was seriously injured and must not be too tired.So he helped Yang Jian to lie back, and chatted with Yang Jian about interesting things about his childhood.One said that he stole his own bracelet and gave it to another girl, and he said that when he was a child, he always loved to follow Yang Jian every step of the way.Yang Jian closed his eyes and listened, knowing that Yang Chan's move was to accompany him to sleep, and he was indeed getting sleepier the more he listened; when he heard that his elder brother Yang Jiao was punished on his behalf, he still had a hurdle in his heart, so he forced himself to interrupt She said: "Our three brothers and sisters are in different situations, but none of them have been soft-tempered since childhood."

Yang Chan intuitively felt that there was something in his words, and then thought of his elder brother's slightly strange expression when Chen Xiang was mentioned just now, she felt more or less confident: "Second brother, do you think Chen Xiang is soft-tempered?"

Yang Jian didn't look directly at Yang Chan, but stared blankly at the top of the bed, and said slowly: "Behavior is reckless, thinking is childish, evading responsibility. Liu Yanchang didn't teach him well."

When Yang Chan heard the words, her first reaction was to defend Liu Yanchang; but considering Yang Jian's position, she put Yang Jian in the position of "mother's family", and suddenly felt that no matter how he picked Liu Yanchang's thorns, it was reasonable, even he The more picky he is, the more he proves that he cares about himself.So my mood improved a bit, and I didn't argue, just said with a smile: "Then it's better to teach him with my second brother from now on."

Yang Jian hesitated for a moment, then denied it: "I can't teach him well either."

"Second brother..."

"Although your Lotus Lantern was given by Empress Nuwa, it is still an external possession," Yang Jian changed the subject, "It is very close to the agreement between Chen Xiang and the Heavenly Court. If necessary, you can choose to abandon the Lotus Lantern. Second Brother and Chen Xiang will protect you."

Hearing this, one knows that this conversation must have another meaning.An ominous premonition came to mind, Yang Chan couldn't help but comforted and said: "Second brother, don't think about it, your injury will definitely get better."

Yang Jian sighed silently, and said with a forced smile: "Second brother is fine. And... we brothers and sisters will mostly be in the mortal world from now on, and we have to visit the grave of our parents and eldest brother every year."

After hearing this, Yang Chan finally became less worried: "Of course. Second brother, why are you such a mother-in-law today? You were not like this before."

However, Yang Jian was so sleepy that he didn't know what year and month the "before" she was talking about was.Unknowingly, he closed his eyes, and the silhouettes from 3000 years flashed past. He suddenly thought: Mother told them to cuddle together for the rest of their lives. Could it be that from today onwards, their brother-sister relationship will become a mere love? Reminiscence of the "before"?

He said to himself - absolutely not.

In the haze of consciousness, Yang Jian seemed to be able to feel that Yang Chan was still by his side, holding his hand tightly.I don't know how long it has passed, when I was half asleep and half awake, I suddenly heard a whisper.The man's voice was very familiar, and it was right next to his ears.

She said sadly: "Second brother, you put it under the Huashan Mountain. The reason why Chenxiang can grow so fast and get the magic ax to split Huashan Mountain is because you helped him secretly. You didn't tell him about it. I'm worried that he will feel guilty and put on the shackles, right?"

Although she asked "Is that right" at the end, there was no doubt in her tone.In other words, she didn't expect Yang Jian to answer her at all.These words have been pressed in her heart for too long, and she thinks about them every night, unable to sleep peacefully; but all these, regardless of the truth or falsehood, are not as good as Yang Jian's words, smiles, and nods.

Right or wrong, it doesn't matter anymore.Because the brothers and sisters of the Yang family are always the two brothers and sisters who first walked hand in hand 3000 years ago.

Never changed.

For the next few days, Yang Chan stayed at home and accompanied Yang Jian every day. Every three days, he would combine the power of Chenxiang and use the lotus lamp to heal his wounds, and the effect was very fast.

And the ending that Chen Xiang was waiting for finally came.

The Taoist in Tsing Yi raised his hand and brushed away the barrier, with a cold expression on his face, he stepped forward.

What he stepped on may be the afterglow under the pavilion, perhaps the pine needles in the wind, and the timeless time 800 years ago; but Chen Xiang also has his own memories.

Yang Chan knew who he was, pulled Chen Xiang forward and bowed.However, Master Yu Ding walked swiftly like the wind, and ignored them at all, and passed in front of them.

Chen Xiang stood motionless, watching him push open Yang Jian's door.Not only was his body stiff, but his mind seemed to be stuffed, he couldn't move, let alone think—until Master Yuding helped Yang Jian out.

"I took Yang Jian away." Daoist Yuding was finally willing to give a short instruction, "It's best not to bother anyone."

Although she doesn't get along with Master Yuding very much, Yang Chan knows his temper more or less from his elder brother's mouth, and understands that he will never harm Yang Jian, especially now that Yang Jian's injury is difficult to recover, let him go back to Yuquan Mountain with Master Yuding to recuperate , being protected by the teachings, only benefits, so he made the decision before Chen Xiang: "Please trouble the real man to take care of my brother. But can I go to Yuquan Mountain to visit him?"

Daoist Yuding gave her a cold sideways glance, he probably had a good impression of her: "Try to come here as little as possible."

This is a promise.Yang Chan smiled in relief, and was about to thank her, when suddenly Chen Xiang lowered her head and ran back to the room quickly.After a while, a package was taken out from inside, and it was stuffed into Master Yuding.

But what he said was still to Yang Jian: "I failed to get you the elixir for healing, but I collected some precious medicinal materials in the fairy world. It is said that it is very good for recuperating the fairy body. It's a pity that I don't know medical skills. I don’t know how and when to use things, so I keep hiding them, thinking that one day they will be useful... The real person is a person who understands medicine, so let’s take it away, don’t dislike it..."

Master Yuding frowned while listening, and saw that Yang Jian didn't seem to like this nephew very much, so he unwrapped the package and sniffed it, smelling a messy smell of medicine, and said in his heart, "It's a pity that it's tasteless to throw away" for this package. "Definition.But in front of Yang Jian, he still chose to be patient, not to mention that he did not have the same interest in learning as the younger generation.So he took the package away, allowed Yang Jian to say goodbye to Yang Chan for a while, and then took Yang Jian away through the clouds without saying a word.

The intractable grievances and grievances of the past, the absurd infatuation in childhood, melted into the sunset light, and disappeared without a trace.

The next day, Yang Chan's mother and son returned to Liujia Village with a squirrel from Guanjiangkou.

At the turn of the spring and summer of the second year, Yang Chan's mother and son went to heaven to recast the Desire Realm, and the recasting of the formation ended with Yang Chan sacrificing the Lotus Lantern and Chen Xiang being seriously injured and dying.

Chen Xiang seemed to have had a long, long dream.The scene was dark and wet, no matter what you looked at, it seemed that there was a dense rain curtain in front of you.And Yang Jian, who was dressed in white, was the only bright color in the dream.

He hugged himself, with a gentle expression and gentle manner, as if he didn't dare to be disturbed.Chen Xiang looked up at the gray sky, the drizzle was falling into the eyes, and the needles hurt.

But as long as he saw Yang Jian was there, he would feel no pain.

Even, the sky, which was still crying just now, suddenly turned sunny.

Chen Xiang was still lying on the spot, motionless.Yang Jian asked him if he was feeling better. He thought for a long time and dared not make a sound. When he finally spoke, tears left before words.

Then Chen Xiang said a lot, a lot of words.

Those absurd, nasty, real, unknown origin and hard to find the end, those things in the bottom of my heart that cannot be vented, those words that are hesitant to speak but have to be said.chatter.

But he didn't seem to say anything.

Because at the end of the conversation, Yang Jian still left him.

Chen Xiang looked at his back, couldn't stop him, the sky and the earth spun in an instant, overcast clouds poured down, and the rain in the dream began to fall again and again, endlessly.

Down into the waking night.

Feeling relieved, Liu Yanchang handed over a bowl of extremely bitter soup and fed it to him.After drinking half of it, Liu Yanchang had a strange expression after hearing Chen Xiang's question: "Your uncle? He hasn't been here before."

The answer he expected.

A few days later, Chen Xiang recovered a little and was able to stay on the bed and walk around.It suddenly occurred to me that the squirrel brought back from Guanjiangkou had become fat or thin after being fed by my father, so I went to the outhouse to look for it.But even though the cage door was closed, the inside was completely empty.

Outside the door, my father pushed aside the fence, walked quickly to the porch to collect the umbrella, shook off the crystal clear raindrops on the umbrella surface, and wiped off the wet and lingering rain on his body.When he entered the door and saw Chen Xiang, his expression became a little more serious.

After all, Chen Xiang couldn't hold him back, so he went back to his room to rest.With the sound of dripping rain on your pillow, you might as well dream about the rain again.

It would be great if the rain could last longer.

(End of episode 1)