brother reborn

The night wind blew, and gently lifted the lantern under the eaves. The light shook uncontrollably, revealing a blue and white shadow under the steps.The original warm and warm feeling was gone, and the whole courtyard became eerie and weird, as if there were immortal ghosts lurking in the dark, peeking at everything that happened in the house with a sneer.

boom--

There was a sudden gunshot, and the servants waiting outside the courtyard trembled and looked into the courtyard in surprise.

He thought that the city lord would not get bored with the young man so quickly. Now that the wind is raging outside, President Zhang wants to suppress the Bai family with thunderous tactics, and also wants to deter the Yin family, which is equally accomplished and acts without authorization. He thought the city lord would keep these protons for the time being. Even if the Bai family sued President Zhang, and President Zhang wanted to use this matter to suppress the Yin family, the city lord would have a way out.

Various expressions of surprise and uncertainty flashed across the servant's face, but he was soon relieved.

If the city lord is so indecisive, looking forward and backward, and leaving a way out for himself, he would not be the current city lord.

In the silent night, the gunshots were especially piercing, and even the people in the dungeon heard the sound.

Mrs. Mu was the first to react. She lay on the wooden fence with difficulty, looked outside and shouted loudly: "What happened? Come on! What happened?!"

Her voice was the only one in the damp and dark dungeon, and no one listened to her.

Mu's face was pale, and many bad pictures were entangled in her mind over and over again. She couldn't help crying, and patted the wooden railing weakly: "Is there anyone? Come on! What happened outside? Is it?" Did something happen to Baiyin? Someone—”

After a while, a drunken guard came over impatiently and kicked the wooden fence: "What are you shouting about! You will know what you should know, and what you shouldn't... hiccup..."

The guard let out a belch, shook his dizzy head, and walked out again, apparently not intending to respond to Mu's words.

The dungeon became quiet again, and from time to time there were a few weird laughter coming from the next cell. The two sons of the Bai family had already gone mad, and there was no hope at all.

It has been quiet for more than three months, and the Patriarch of the Chen family, who seems to have become a dead person, suddenly said in a hoarse voice next door: "Let me advise you, don't miss your son anymore. His life is over, and we will also die in this life." It's over, why bother to torture yourself?"

The Patriarch of the Chen family was dressed in ragged clothes, his body was covered with soup, and his body was stinky. His hair was messed up and his face was covered with stubble. He couldn't see his original glamorous appearance at all.

He said: "The Bai family is not the opponent of the Yin family, so I shouldn't have listened to that guy Bai Xiongfei's words. My family was obsessed with ghosts, which made my family die unhappily."

He laughed again as he spoke: "In karma, Yin Li will also have karma sooner or later."

Mrs. Mu didn't speak, she was lying on the side of the wooden fence in a daze, she hadn't seen the sun for a long time, she didn't eat or sleep well, she was already on the verge of collapse.

But she doesn't want to admit defeat yet, as long as she still has a breath, she won't admit defeat.She will always find a chance to take revenge and save her son.

She closed her eyes, not knowing whether she was accumulating energy or resting, the dungeon fell into silence again.

In the courtyard where Baiyin lived, not long after the gunfire, Yin Li strode out in military boots. His face was dark, and he was holding a gun in one hand. The barrel of the gun was facing down, shining black in the cold moonlight , It makes people shudder when they look at it from a distance.

The servant bowed his head respectfully and stepped forward, not daring to speak to him. He just handed over the coat he had prepared with both hands, grabbed it harshly, and went straight out the door.

After the people left, the servant walked slowly into the house. He thought he would see Baiyin's tragic death, but he only saw broken bowls and plates scattered all over the floor, and Baiyin sat on his knees. On the ground, I reached out to pick up the broken tiles.

The servant was a little surprised, and looked at him closer. The boy was indeed unharmed, but there was some sadness hidden in his brows, which made people feel unhappy as if they were also infected by looking at him.

The servant pulled him away: "Don't touch it, I will clean it."

Since the city lord didn't deal with him, it meant that the boy was still useful. The servant called two more people, took the dazed boy aside, and then began to tidy up the room.

After a while, the oil stains on the floor and the debris of the dishes were all cleaned up, and another child came in with a bucket, lay down on the ground and scrubbed it repeatedly three times, and then cleaned it up thoroughly, and left the door.

The door of the room was closed from the outside, Yin Cheng thought about how his elder brother lost his composure just now, closed his eyes hard, resisted the sore feeling in his nose, and murmured a sigh.

What should he do?He no longer knew what to do.

Yin Li rode back to the City Lord's Mansion, his face was always ugly, and there were still bloodshot eyes in his eyes.

Xu Laosan didn't expect that Yin Li would come back today, he frowned and stepped forward to check the situation: "City Lord? What's wrong?"

Seeing that the city lord's expression was not good, he narrowed his eyes: "That kid doesn't know what to do, did he make you unhappy?"

Yin Li walked into the house a few steps, poured a cup of herbal tea, and downed it in one gulp.

He closed his eyes, the cold wind along the way had calmed his chaotic thoughts, he took a deep breath, sat in a chair and recalled the details of tonight.

Every expression of Yin Cheng, every look in his eyes, his habitual movements when making gestures, his natural smile.

Yin Li didn't want to admit it, and he didn't dare to believe it. He was afraid that he would be obsessed with ghosts. The greater his hope, the greater his disappointment, and he would collapse even more.

He clenched his fists tightly with his fingers, and couldn't hear Xu Laosan whispering in his ears at all. He suddenly got up and strode towards the ancestral hall.

In the bottom row of the ancestral hall, there are Yin Cheng's urns and memorial tablets. These things were arranged by Xu Laosan. This is the first time Yin Li has taken the initiative to enter the ancestral hall to visit his brother.

Youngest Xu followed behind him in surprise, not knowing whether Yin Li had suddenly fallen victim to something, or had he finally figured it out?Read it?

Yin Li went straight to Yin Cheng's tablet, stretched his fingers towards the tablet, but seemed afraid halfway, and froze for a moment in mid-air, then slowly and lightly touched the cold lettering, as if he was touching that person's face, The silent smile of that person appeared involuntarily in my mind.

Yin Li's eyes turned red suddenly, and he knelt down in front of the ancestral hall, holding the memorial tablet like a wounded beast, unable to withstand any blows, so cautious, so cautious, so desperate, but he couldn't help looking forward to——

is it you?

Will it be you?

Will it be you back?

What should I do if I have been cheated?What if you are being used?

He didn't dare to think about it, fearing that he would discover the slightest clue, which would completely overturn his poor hope, but he couldn't help but keep thinking about it, recalling all the reactions and thoughts of that young man since he met him. move.

At that time, his reason was burned by anger and despair, and he didn't notice Baiyin's abnormality at all, but now looking back, it seems that just as Xu Laosan said, Baiyin did to what the Yin family did to him, and what he did to his mother. There was no sense of disgust at all, and he didn't feel the slightest bit of hatred from the other party.

On the contrary, he always felt that the other person's eyes, those eyes looking at him, seemed to hide heartache and intolerance.

is it possible?

Do normal people show heartache and intolerance to those who persecute them?

"The third child." Yin Li said, his voice was extremely hoarse, "What kind of food do I like, who else knows besides the chef of the City Lord's Mansion and you?"

Xu Laosan was stunned for a moment, although he didn't understand what he meant, he still respectfully replied: "No more."

Yin Li said with difficulty: "Are you sure? Is there any possibility that the news about what kind of food I really like to eat will leak out?"

Xu Laosan felt that something was wrong, so he thought about it seriously: "It is impossible to leak the news."

Only his family members know what Yin Li really likes. The cook is the nanny who has taken care of the Yin family brothers since he was a child.

But in front of outsiders, Yin Li's favorite dishes are Yin Cheng's favorite dishes. Even if the news is leaked, it will only be Yin Cheng's favorite dishes, not Yin Li's favorite dishes.

This is not a secret at all, but Yin Li dotes on his younger brother, so except when eating at home, the nanny will always cook a few dishes that Yin Li likes. They only order what Yin Cheng likes to eat, and don't care much about himself.

Besides, it's not that exaggerated to say what you like to eat or not. Yin Li still likes what Yin Cheng likes to eat.

But things that were not considered confidential at all seemed extremely strange this night.

How does Baiyin know what dish he really likes?Why did he order the cooks in other courtyards to cook these dishes?Moreover, Yin Cheng's favorite dishes were also mixed in the middle.

He was stunned the moment he saw the dishes, but he didn't dare to think about it, and just stared at Baiyin the first time he put down his chopsticks.

Baiyin subconsciously picked the first dish, which was Yin Cheng's favorite dish, even the angle and position of picking the dishes were exactly the same.

Others may not pay too much attention to it, but for Yin Li who regards Yin Cheng as the only treasure in this life, he is very familiar with every move he does.

You can hide it from other people, but you can't hide it from his eyes.

This may be why, he suddenly had an impulse and desire for Baiyin, and even saved his life and raised him in another courtyard.

His subconscious recognized the other party as early as the first time, before his reason and emotion recognized the other party, so he failed to kill.

Dandelions, camellias, Yin Cheng's stiff and unnatural expression, a smile that is trying to hide it, and the painting skills that have been passed down to Qing Zijin that are absolutely impossible to imitate.

Even if the handwriting can be imitated, the style of painting is absolutely not, especially Qing Zijin's style of painting is unique and cannot be easily imitated.

Baiyin was only seventeen or eighteen years old, not to mention that he hadn't heard that Qing Zijin had students after Yin Cheng, even if he had, it was impossible for him to be like this.

He knew very well that the youngest son of the Bai family was in poor health, and he didn't go out much since he was a child. He didn't start to pick up a brush until he was 12 years old. In just a few years, it is absolutely impossible to practice such a painting skill.

Yin Cheng is already a very talented person in Qing Zijin's mouth. He has been writing since he was five years old, and it is only in the past two years that his painting style has begun to have his own characteristics.

All the answers seemed to be instigating and conniving Yin Li to keep getting closer to his hope. He was afraid, but also hoped that it was true, so he became a little confused.

"City Lord!" Xu Laosan suddenly exclaimed.

Without warning, Yin Li fainted while holding the memorial tablet.