Wing On Tune

Chang An slid his whole body into the tub, the warm water brushed over his sore muscles and bones, making him feel comfortable. For the past two months, he practiced day and night, and even Ning Zhiyuan felt his perseverance to go out early and return late. He practiced alone every night. After studying until midnight, he could get up vigorously the next day and prove his determination to become an ascetic monk with practical actions.

Huang Tian finally paid off, even if he made only a small progress, he kept in mind to persevere. Although he stumbled and stumbled in the trials given by his master, he was far behind his senior brothers, but at least he could persist until the end.

You Xu and Qi Su looked at him with admiration. No one could have imagined that the gentle and deceitful Xiao Liu could be so decisive when he was determined. Not only that, but also made rapid progress. When they first arrived at Lingshan I have stumbled in the cultivation of the mind, and it is not easy to be able to grit my teeth and persevere in the same trial as them after two months.

Only Ning Zhiyuan knows that Chang'an is more eager to become stronger than anyone else, he doesn't care how hard it is, because his goal is particularly clear, just like his past self.

At the same time, Chang'an's food intake also changed. Due to the penance, his food intake increased as fast as his determination, and he often searched for food in the kitchen at night. The ascetic practice under the stars did not affect his state. Instead, his face gradually turned rosy, his stature grew a little taller, he looked thinner, but he was getting firmer to the touch, he got rid of the image of a famine victim, You Xu couldn't put it down more and more for his rounded cheeks, From time to time sneak a pinch.

Chang An leaned his head back against the edge of the bucket. Recently, this hour of the day was his most relaxing moment. He closed his eyes to prepare for sleep, hummed a tune subconsciously in his throat, and keenly caught the movement. Ning Zhiyuan who was sitting in front of the tub was startled, and shyly wanted to get his clothes, but all the clothes were hanging on the hanger next to his uncle.

Chang'an likes to be quiet. He is neither used to being in front of others, nor does he want others to see the secrets behind him. He was once dragged by his brothers to take a bath in the hot spring together. , It was really hard to see clearly, so he reluctantly went.

At that time You Xu and Qi Su were still arguing about rubbing his back, Chang An twisted his body and refused, he regretted that he was coaxed by them to soak in the hot spring together for a while, and since then he always used excuses to avoid, but fortunately he later He has been acting alone, and the focus of the brothers quickly shifted to his hard work, and the rest time was staggered, so they stopped inviting him to take a bath together.

Ning Zhiyuan just wanted to see Chang'an, he got busy after arranging people in his own yard, occasionally came back to see him and his seniors were on good terms, so he didn't come here specifically, who would have thought that when he was free, On the contrary, Chang'an was so busy that his feet didn't touch the ground. He had seen Chang'an's hard work these days. When he came back tonight, Fu Zhixin suddenly wanted to come and have a look. Who knew that he ran into this scene.

He initially arranged Chang'an in his own yard, the original intention was that he always felt that the child was born and quiet, and he was worried about the tattoo on Chang'an's back. When You Xu heard about the arrangement, he even protested. Noisy, the courtyard where I live is secluded, if people are there, it’s okay, if I go down the mountain, it may take ten and a half months, how boring it is for Chang’an to be alone by then, it’s better to stay next to the room of the brothers, and it’ll save time. From time to time, Chang'an has to be alone.

It made sense for Ning Zhiyuan to think about it. Changan decisively chose the old fox when he asked with his eyes. The old fox he saw ran away, but Qi Su, who couldn't bear it any longer, covered his ears and stuffed his mouth with steamed buns.

Looking at Chang An's reaction, Ning Zhiyuan felt that it was not a good sign, he cared so much about the tattoo on his back.

Although Chang'an had never mentioned it before, he could see from the inn that the harm catkins brought to Chang'an was far more cruel than her own. This is Chang'an's weakness that is most likely to be defeated. Whether the arrangement is good or bad.

Maybe he should be put in the group of senior brothers. After a long time, he can get used to it and accept the source of the pain. The covered wound will fester and feed back. Although it hurts when it is torn apart, it heals quickly.

Ning Zhiyuan felt that he had been a trapped beast for many years, and he understood the pain of being trapped in a cocoon better than anyone else, but according to Chang'an's temperament, if he used the wrong method, he might never show his heart to others again.

How can we let him subtly adapt to it?Ning Zhiyuan felt that after meeting Chang'an, he was always in a headache. Those senior brothers didn't know the crux of the matter. If they really messed up, they might easily hit the scales. After a lot of thoughts, he decided to do it himself. There is nothing better than him. Changan's distraction was more likely to be distracted by this unscrupulous uncle's teasing.

Thinking of this, Ning Zhiyuan smiled relievedly, squatted down in front of the tub, and when he bent over, Chang An slid down quickly as expected, his whole back pressed against the tub, and half of his face was buried in the water. The water in the tub was stirred up into waves, and with a splash, he also tightened his legs and bent his chest, his eye sockets were wet, it was unknown whether it was because of the steam or embarrassment, the corners of his eyes were already thin red.

Ning Zhiyuan's interest was aroused by this reaction, and a smile filled his peach blossom eyes. He was good-looking and had an excellent temperament, and he turned a scene of a flower picker molesting a good family member into a flirting scene on your son's wedding night, "Your body I have seen and touched you. I even changed your clothes in the inn. Forgot? You are all men. To be precise, you are just a child who has not grown up. What is there to be ashamed of? .”

Although his behavior was far from his idea, Chang An was indeed led astray as he wished.

Chang An slowly raised his face to the surface of the water, and the redness at the corners of his eyes soon flowed down to his neck, with a bit of helplessness in his embarrassment, "Master Uncle, that's why you came here to say that?"

Ning Zhiyuan made an inch of progress, looking down from his direction, he could see the body under the water at a glance, he squatted down again, resting his arms on the edge of the tub, raised his fingers to draw ripples on the water surface.

Chang An froze, staring at the long fingers making trouble on the water, wondering if the uncle would tease other senior brothers like this, he really couldn't stand the uncle's wandering, "I have been busy since you moved in , come back early tonight to have a look, you have been practicing hard recently, as an uncle, you can't ignore it."

Then you don’t have to pick someone to take a bath, come here!Chang'an slandered, and then thought that it was indeed a long time since he had seen his uncle, he still had a slightly cool fragrance of green grass on his body, and the loose expression on his face was his relaxed appearance after exhaustion.

Thinking of the uncle coming back non-stop, even though the distance was very close and the timing was not right, Chang An's stiff shoulders were mostly relaxed, and he unconsciously breathed a sigh of relief, "Uncle Master has worked hard, so we should go back sooner." Rest."

The wet long fingers flicked Chang An's cheeks, unlike You Xu's sneak attacks and pinches, fluttering like feathers or hair tails, water drops followed, making Chang An tremble, and he raised his hand in panic Covering it, this unusual touch made him stare at his uncle.

Ning Zhiyuan raised his hands, knowing that tonight's experiment should stop here, and he would be angry if he continued to tease, the rabbit bit someone in a hurry, "I'll come back now, by the way, I heard you humming a tune when I came in, what are you humming?" Woolen cloth?"

Chang An was pawing on the edge of the bucket to reach for his clothes, looking over his head with a confused expression, thinking about it for a while and then humming, he didn't realize that he had changed his tune.

Ning Zhiyuan stopped opening the door, turned around and leaned against the door, "This is the birthday song, today is your birthday?"

During this time in Chang'an, he lived day and night, so he couldn't remember what day it was, but every birthday, as long as Liu Xuren was still awake, he would hum this song to Chang'an before falling asleep.

It should be the tune of her hometown, because in Chang'an's later memory, no one else has heard such a soft and melodious tune when celebrating her birthday. Chang'an opened his mouth and said nothing. How does Uncle know that this tune is a birthday song?"

"Uncle Master doesn't know anything."

Chang An started to move, it should be because the water was cold, he still chose to turn his back to Ning Zhiyuan's direction while hesitating, quickly put the clothes on his body indiscriminately, and in the panic, he could still see the red lotus behind him fluctuating due to the movement of his shoulders, as if falling down. In a moment, the lotus leaves will be stretched out from the flesh on the shoulders.

"How did you spend your birthdays in the past?" Chang An tidied up his clothes, "I don't have a birthday, and neither do I...mother, except that I will hum this song to me before going to bed, it's no different from usual."

Birthday is a day worthy of celebration and commemoration for some people, but not for Chang’an. He doesn’t care whether Liu Xu celebrates his birthday or not. Occupied, how can I think about these things.

But it's strange, although he doesn't care about the form, people are really affectionate, he can't relieve the pain Liu Xu gave him, and he takes the occasional warmth in his heart properly.

Ning Zhiyuan snorted, and beckoned him over, "Since it's just a coincidence, my uncle will take you to celebrate your birthday tonight", as he spoke, he slightly bent down and motioned for him to go up. He was hesitant to be teased by him at his fingertips.

Ning Zhiyuan waited for a while without any movement, then turned around and saw the little guy was in a difficult situation, he smiled and added fuel to the flames, "Do you want me to carry you on your back, or do you want me to hug you?"

Chang'an leaned on his uncle's back without saying a word, Ning Zhiyuan felt it was funny, it seems that he accepted the teasing faster than expected.

Chang An didn't know what the uncle was thinking, the feeling of lying on Ning Zhiyuan's back was the same as before, so he couldn't help thinking, maybe the uncle likes to tease people like this.

On weekdays, when Qi Su and You Xu were arguing, they often touched their faces and pinched their waists. The only time they took a bath together was that they even rubbed each other's hands. The complexion, but seeing the reaction of the third senior brother shows that they often play like this, Chang An supported Ning Zhiyuan's shoulders and raised his body slightly, so it is actually very common for the senior uncle to do this... right?

Chang An began to criticize, the uncle was already very concerned about him, if he teased him like this in the future, if it wasn't too much, it didn't really matter, Ning Zhiyuan probably didn't expect that the teasing he raised would be digested by Chang An on his own. When Chang An finally turned himself completely in the wrong direction, Ning Zhiyuan had already stopped.

Looking up, the vast starry sky comes into view, and the high-hanging crescent moon is covered with silver-white light. This should be the highest place in Lingshan. Together, the slight frost of the autumn night condenses dew on the grass and leaves, reflecting the silver shimmer of the moonlight, like countless crystals scattered on the ground.

The flickering green light perched in the grass, and Ning Zhiyuan, who was beside him, popped up a few stones, and the strength created a gust of wind in the grass, which alarmed the elves hiding in the night, and immediately leaped out of the grass one after another, Fluorescent lights danced all over the sky, truly like being in a fairyland. Chang'an was so shocked that he trembled all over his body, and flew into the starry sky of the world, blending into the scene like a dream.

He seldom laughed like this, the boy's voice that has not changed yet still retains the agility of a child, and the light in his eyes is brighter than the stars at this time, this is his original appearance, Ning Zhiyuan thought, fresh and lively brilliant.

Lang or Uncle Lang_(??ω??」∠)_