Those years when I was Mingzhu

"Although it sounds good, but Yuanyi."

I made a smile that was more sad than crying, and patted the back of the energetic child playing the flute beside me.

"It's already very late today, do you want to sleep first, and play it to your brother when you get up tomorrow?"

"Brother, are you tired?" He stopped and continued to torment my ears, Yuan Yi stopped playing and looked at me cautiously, "If that's the case, Yuan Yi won't bother you anymore..."

Seeing the obviously depressed face, and the voice becoming dangerously low, I immediately subconsciously hugged him tighter for a second, like a child ready to cry at any time.

"No, no, no! It's better to say that I'm very energetic! It's just..." I tried to persuade, "It's just that everyone is asleep. If you wake up Xiao Cheng and the wounded who were injured and recuperated in the mission of the Ghost Killing Squad, Just... um..."

Although it is not very convincing, because my ears are relatively good, and I want to sleep more quietly, I specifically asked Xiaokui to arrange for me the most remote room in the entire Butterfly House.

Besides, there are not too many wounded people recently, and the ward where Tanjiro boy and the others lived in the closest to me is separated by hundreds of thousands of miles. The sound of the flute cannot be conveyed there anyway.

Not convincing at all...

"I understand, my lord brother, I'm very sorry... It's because Yuanyi is too capricious."

Yuan Yi nodded obediently, shrinking himself into a small ball, and said in a weak voice.

Me: "Ah...that..."

Don't apologize!

I growled in my heart.

I know this is the sound you made with great difficulty. Although it is not pleasant, it belongs to the level of ghosts who will run away with blood after hearing it!

But this is you. This is the result that you have spent a lot of effort to achieve. If you want to show it to someone and expect to be praised, there is nothing wrong with being a little willful!

After figuring this out, I started covering my face.

I'm the one who's terrible and selfish.

My lovely younger brother deliberately tried his best to show that he wanted me to boast that he wanted me to play the flute, but I even found excuses for his bad playing.

Woohoo, I'm such an incompetent brother!

"Come on, Yuanyi! You can play as long as you want!"

After figuring this out, I grabbed the quilt and covered the two of them in it.

"Hide inside and blow so that no one else can hear you."

"Yuanyi's flute, just play it for me alone, okay?"

After uttering the above strange lines, I looked at the childish child with a grateful and happy smile on his childish face again.

"Well! Thank you, brother and lord."

"..."

God, god, I pray to you:

If possible, please let this smile be guarded for the rest of your life.

"...Brother Shanyi didn't sleep well last night?" Xiao Che blinked his cute eyes and looked at me worriedly, "You don't look well?"

I leaned against the bed, spitting soul out of my mouth, and mechanically put the buns for breakfast into my mouth one by one, and let Xiaocheng do my hair as usual.

"It's a long story... In short, I have trained all night, and now I feel that my ears are more sensitive and reliable..." I was talking nonsense, and my ears are still buzzing, so that I can't hear Xiao Che. said something.

"Hey!!"

Sensing that my scalp was being pulled so painfully, I let out a dirty high-pitched sound, but I restrained it in the end, and didn't transform into another Shanyi's version with nine twists and turns.

"No, I'm very sorry!" Xiao Cheng hurriedly said behind him, "I just don't know why, brother Ming Zhu's hair is very difficult to manage today... um...how should I put it? Unexpectedly fluffy? Is it the same as the easy-to-knot state of one?"

"Is it because of... static electricity?" I said helplessly.

"Huh? Static... electricity?"

Hearing her mention Yuanyi, I subconsciously turned my head and glanced at Yuanyi who was showing off his flute sound that gradually improved after practicing with Xiaonaho all night.

The child was sitting just an inch from the sun shining through the window sill, and plenty of light fell on those little faces that were still expressionless but seemed in a good mood.

Seeing the line of sight that I didn't deliberately cover up, Yuanyi immediately turned his head aware of it.

He tilted his head, showing the smile that is often seen on children's faces very naturally and smoothly.

I smiled back at him, too.

With a "click", the mirror held in front of me by Xiao Che fell to the ground.

"Alas? So that child can laugh?" She covered her mouth and her eyes widened.

"Yuanyi seems to be very happy today," Xiao Cheng, who is skillful, finally retrieved the hairstyle that was lost after my membership expired, and looked towards the window with her waist thrust up as if she had completed a big career, "and When I came here earlier, I seemed to hear him say good morning to me, and I thought it was an illusion."

"Huh? Are you willing to speak now? That's great!" The kind girl in Butterfly House clapped her hands sincerely, "I knew Yuanyi was a healthy child."

"Well, as long as you give him a little time, he can do it one day, right?"

"Speaking of which, all of this is due to brother Shanyi."

"Huh? Me?"

Being called suddenly, I pointed to myself suspiciously, and then I stretched out my arms towards Yuanyi who was trotting towards me holding the Japanese sword in the distance.

"Good morning, Yuanyi!"

I hugged Yuanyi and the sun wheel knife he brought for me in his arms, lowered my head and rubbed against my face.

(Xiao Che: "Wait... I remember that the knife was quite heavy, right?")

The child's body was as soft and fragrant as toast in his arms, and it was still warm.

Little moving sun, I thought to myself.The Son of God named Enichi is amazing!

"That's right, it's all thanks to Master Mingzhu that this child is like this."

"Because Brother Yuanyi also likes you very much, so you are willing to try to open your heart?"

At this time Xiaokui came in from outside the room, with steaming hot tea on the tray.

"It's thanks to everyone. — Ah, by the way, Xiaokui." I pinched Yuanyi's small face at the mercy of others, and I talked to Xiaokui's team, "Have you already said that? You should call me Shan- Yi-bro-bro."

"Everyone is a family, so calling them this way will make them seem closer?"

"Just, even if you say that..." Xiao Kui turned her face away a little embarrassed, "But as expected, 'Master Naruto' sounds more respectful, after all, I am not young anymore."

Ya Li Ya Li.

What a meticulous girl in everything she does.

I shook my head just smiled and didn't ask her to change her words.

"Are you shy?"

At this time, a calm voice came out of nowhere.

When everyone came back to their senses, I realized that it was Yuanyi who was on my lap who was speaking.

When he was not smiling, he still maintained a somewhat indifferent expression, opened his bright eyes, and looked at Xiaokui curiously.

And just when Xiaokui's face turned red like boiling hot water and white smoke rose, and I complained about Yuan's unobstructed reading comprehension, a trembling golden-haired head appeared at the door .

The short hair just stuck to the neck, and when I looked in his direction and smiled, I said "噫呫呀呀呀" and burst into bloom like a strange sunflower.

I took the initiative to come to my door, the "me" in another world.

——My local wife Shanyi.