[Journey to the West] Those things about me and Master

this night.

For Ao Lie's sake, Ao Tuo looked at Tang Sanzang several times regretfully, but he had no choice but to give up resentfully.

He was sulking and hid alone under the Heishui River. Ao Lie glanced at him, but he still went ashore with Tang Sanzang and Sun Wukong.

On the banks of the Blackwater River, the wind howled, like ghosts.

There were two people side by side, their eyes silent.

In the deep dark forest, Ao Lie looked at Monkey King, his expression sunk in the boundless night.

"Big Brother."

He pursed his lips and opened his mouth hoarsely.

"Ok?"

Sun Wukong held the golden cudgel and turned to look at him.

"I have something to ask you." Ao Lie took a deep breath and paused, "Can senior brother help me put on a show?"

"What drama?"

"Pretend that master was robbed by Tuo'er, go to the West Sea and invite Mo Ang over, let Tuo'er see him again and ask him."

The night was dark and thick as ink.

Ao Lie's words were dissipated in the wind, but they could be heard clearly in his ears.

Sun Wukong frowned very slightly, "Why don't you invite me in person?"

Ao Lie shook his head, he was about to say something, "I have been away from home for a long time, and..."

The rest of the words, like pieces of wood broken in half, stood out alone in the dark.

"And what happened?"

Ao Lie opened his lips, but it seemed as if glued together, the memory sealed all the sounds.

His expression was in a trance for a moment.But it happened to be repressed to the extreme indifference.

"It's nothing."

He kept silent, his tightly pursed lips were like a sharp edge piercing blood.

Sun Wukong's chest moved up and down.

He asked in a low voice, "You...do you like that monster?"

Otherwise, he would think of Ao Tuo in everything he did.And let him meet Mo Ang again.

Ao Lie touched his face, his light smile looked a little cold under the bright moonlight, "Is it so obvious?"

Monkey King was about to nod when he heard this, but for some reason, he felt something was wrong, so he half frowned.

"you……"

"what happened?"

He shook his head and turned around twice, "No, no..."

"What's wrong?"

Sun Wukong looked at him, as if thinking of something, his eyes froze under the shock.

"You don't like him."

"..."

Ao Lie didn't answer, his expression was silent and frozen.

Sun Wukong closed his eyes, "There is nothing like that in your eyes.".

"what?"

The brilliance of meeting the person you like.Yingying Yinghui, flickering.

He paused for a moment, remembering the man's secret expression that faded and flickered like a star when he mentioned Mo Ang, he couldn't help but take a deep breath.

"What you like is not Ao Tuo... but your elder brother, Mo Ang," Sun Wukong shook his head, "Isn't it?"

right?

Ao Lie listened, but as if he heard a big joke, he suddenly bent down, laughed so hard that he couldn't breathe, and couldn't hold back the tears streaming down his face.

"I like big brother?"

He asked back, his voice hoarse and trembling, "Like that serious, rigid and boring man? Like that man who has nothing else in his heart except the great cause of the dragon clan? Hahaha, hahahaha! Eldest brother, you should have a sense of humor..."

Sun Wukong looked at him quietly.

Looking at the sadness that can no longer be hidden in his eyes is like the despair of the deep sea.

He was no longer familiar with this look.In the 700 years of days and nights when he knew there was no hope but moths rushed to the flames, he endured the same kind of suffering that would burn everything.

Ao Tuo was stunned by Sun Wukong's gaze, he smiled and then fell silent, only dumb.

He hung his head and did not speak for a long time.

Yingchoujian obliterated his original violent temperament, and also buried all his unspeakable taboo thoughts.

The past is as ethereal as clouds and smoke, and it seems that it has long passed.But as long as the wind blows, the clouds will turn into rain, and it will rain down all over the ground.

"So what if you like it? So what if you don't like it?"

Ao Lie pinched his palms, half-smiling half falsely, "He is my elder brother after all, and he pretends to be someone else in his heart after all. I am just the most ordinary of his brothers. I just competed with him for his sweetheart." My dislike exists. Does it matter what I like or dislike?"

He was never without a past.However, his secret is too deep, like a dark and cold well.

He originally thought that he would never reveal this secret in his life, and no one would guess it.

He hid his heart as deep as a seed, and he could never pull it out except death.

But Sun Wukong's piercing eyes can see not only people, but also hearts.

"Back then I tried my best to break them up, and I didn't hesitate to intervene as a third person, pretending to snatch Tuo'er over. But in the end?" Ao Lie laughed, as if mocking himself, "He, in front of me, Word by word, he wants me to marry a wife and have children, and stop pestering Ao Tuo. Ha... For the sake of the person he loves, he asked me to marry someone he doesn't love at all..."

He closed his eyes and gritted his teeth.

How does it feel to be forced into marriage by someone you like?

In the whole world, maybe he is the only one who knows.

"At that time he looked at me, his eyes were full of guard and distance. Since I was a child, it was the first time I saw him get so angry, because of the person he loves, for the incompatibility of the world. Infatuation." Ao Lie stroked his forehead, his smile was as cold as ice, "People's hearts are made of flesh. I am also his younger brother, and I also have my own joys, sorrows, sorrows and joys!...Why, why can he give Ao Lie love? What Tuo wants, but can't give me what I want?" He looked up at Sun Wukong, his eyes seemed to be filled with sadness and redness, "Why can he give up what he wants for Ao Tuo, but force me to accept myself? Unwanted?"

He gritted his teeth and shouted, his eyes were red and crumbling.

"Yes, I like Ao Tuo, everyone can see it."

He thought that after so many years, he had already let go.But in the end, he is still an ordinary person, unable to be out of the dust, unable to remain indifferent.

"But I like someone... the world doesn't know."

Ao Tuo said, covering his face with his palms, his voice was trembling even though there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Bailongma has a secret, which he has never told anyone.

He likes someone for 500 years.

He lost his soul for him, set fire to the pearl for him, and worried about the ravine for him, and for this life he never met each other to learn from the scriptures.

He is his older brother.It is his relative whose blood is thicker than water.

It was the ice that he could never melt.

【—I laugh at your wishful thinking. 】

It was also his... wishful thinking.

There was never anything they could not ask for between them.

Because he can't ask for it at all, and he can't ask for it.

At any rate, Ao Tuo had an ending, but he, without even having an opening, hastily exited.

Sun Wukong looked at him like he was looking at the night, and he was silent.

On the second day, he went to the West Sea to invite Mo Ang. At that time, the sky was dark and cloudy, pouring down like a cover, making people breathless.

100 years later, Mo Ang is no longer the young man who lost his stability.On the contrary, he became more and more like his father, and began to learn to hide all his thoughts and emotions in his heart, tying them into pouches, airtight.

It's just that when he saw the person in the sky that was not quite the same as in his memory from afar, his breathing suddenly stopped for a moment, and his heart throbbed.

"Tuoer..."

He whispered, as if he had spoken thousands of words.

Ao Tuo didn't know what Ao Lie was doing with him ashore, but when he saw Mo Ang, he was hit hard, his eyes were wide open and his breath was congested, and his voice was hoarse, as if he had never spoken in his life.

"How did you come?"

Mo Ang didn't reply to him, and couldn't wait, so he ran over with his long legs, and hugged the man tightly into his arms.

He stuck to the man's temple, rubbed, murmured, and shed tears, "Tuo'er...my Tuo'er..."

He has searched for a hundred years, spent a hundred years in reluctance, and mourned for a hundred years.Going round and round, but finally found the treasure of this life again.

Ao Tuo was embraced by him like he was engulfed into flesh and blood. He looked at Ao Lie who stood not far away with an indifferent face, and suddenly understood why Mo Ang suddenly appeared here.

"Didn't you want me? Why are you looking for me!"

He held back his sobs, stomped his feet and stared, and raised his voice to question.

"Who said I don't want you? Back then, I was running around, planning to prepare some magic tools to help you overcome the catastrophe. Unexpectedly, the father said later that you would go out to practice to overcome the catastrophe and would not return to the West Sea. I only want you to know that the king gave me I have recruited a marriage, and I am angry and blame me, so I don't want to see me." Mo Ang put his head on the man's shoulder, hugged him very tightly, his voice was trembling, as if he was afraid that all this was just a scene in the blink of an eye Meng, "For 100 years, I have been looking for you for 100 years. Tuo'er, don't go anymore, go back to your elder brother, okay?"

"You don't have a wife?"

He bowed his head and sniffled, looking like a lost and found fool.

"I don't want to marry a wife." Mo Ang shook his head with a solemn expression, "I will marry you."

Back then when he knew that Ao Tuo had left, he searched all over the West Sea and the world like crazy, and almost fell into a demon. How could he have any thoughts about the marriage?

Mo Ang took the man's hand and rubbed it next to his face, "Brother, I figured it out, it's okay to have no heirs. My father is still in his prime, and I have many brothers, so I don't worry about the bloodline of the Dragon Clan being unable to continue. Tuo'er...Brother I will never regret my promise again. It is said that it is a lifetime, it is a lifetime, let's go back and live this life well. Okay?"

Ao Tuo clenched his hand tightly, and finally a tear came out of his nose—"Mmm."

No matter whether his uncle lied to him or not, no matter what obstacles lay in between.

He only knew that after waiting for so long, it finally came.

Big brother didn't abandon him, that's enough.

Mo Ang took Ao Tuo to bid farewell to the group, and looked at Ao Lie with serious eyes.

Neither of them said anything.What I want to say has been said as early as before.

Ao Tuo let the man drag him away from Heishuihe.On the top of the clouds, his heart was like floating catkins. For some reason, he turned his head and looked at Ao Lie who was standing on the rippling lake with Ling Bo behind his eyes.

He's here. What about brother lie?

……

There was no sound from heaven and earth, and there was a dumb answer.

The silver armor is still like snow, and the hair on the temples is like clouds.

It was just that the wind blew, and the man with his black hair fluttering looked at them from a distance with his lips half pursed.

It's like being alone in the world, there has always been only one person.

The loess is buried in the world of mortals, and the bones of fools are buried in life.

Wishful thinking has a beginning and an end.