Hyosung Lonely Island

Under the twilight of the morning light, two vigorous horses galloped from the far side of the avenue. The horseshoes kicked up clusters of dust and flew across the corner of the bamboo forest, startling a cluster of birds.

Lin'er was tightly wrapped, and sat in Jun Shuying's arms, comfortably leaning her small body against Jun Shuying's chest.The early spring morning was still a bit cold, but the embrace behind him warmly surrounded him. Although Jun Shuying was not overly enthusiastic about anyone, Lin'er could just hold his little hand from the palm of his hand, from the corner of his mouth. I can feel the gentleness overflowing from the faint smile lines on the side, and I am nostalgic for those tenderness.

He knew his brother was like this too.The two brothers are a little different from other people of the same age. They were both born with the care and care of their father with his whole life's skills.

They have a much deeper bond than the average child has with the "mother".From the time when they were still greedily absorbing all of Jun Shuying's internal energy in Jun Shuying's belly to maintain their own growth and safety, they could feel every trace of Jun Shuying's emotional fluctuations.

Even though those distant memories have long been dissipated in the torrent of time, the feeling at that time has continued.That kind, deep love, and soft feeling, every time he and his elder brother saw Jun Shuying, every time he caressed and hugged him, would rise rapidly from the bottom of their hearts, and spread into each other suddenly. Limbs and bones.It seems that the deep love for Jun Shuying has long been engraved in their bones and blood.

Lin'er stretched out her hand from under the heavy cloak, grabbed Jun Shuying's lapel and shouted, "Daddy—"

"What's wrong?" Jun Shuying lowered his head, and saw his youngest son's pink face raised towards him, "Is it cold? Hold on, we'll be home soon."

Lin'er shook her head: "I'm not cold. Daddy, do I really not have to learn martial arts from Master?"

Jun Shuying tugged at the reins, and the sound of the horse's hooves subsided.He freed his hand to touch Lin'er's cold face from the wind, and sighed softly, "Does Lin'er want to learn?"

"I want to stand out from others and win glory for my father!" The clear and clear child's voice was sonorous and powerful, but then lowered his voice, and said coquettishly like a real child, "But I don't want to leave my father's side either. ..."

Chu Feiyang also slowed down his horse at this time, walked beside Jun Shuying's horse, swayed the whip in his hand casually and said with a smile: "What are you two whispering, tell me."

Lin'er repeated what he said just now, Chu Feiyang stretched out his hand to pinch Lin'er's face and smiled and said: "Good son, have ambitions. If you want to be successful, me and your father It’s the same with teaching you. At the beginning, your teacher let you go with him because he saw that you were very fond of you. You know that at such an old age, Xiao Song can’t be by his side forever. He is alone, No matter how high your martial arts are, you will be lonely."

Lin'er heard this, and couldn't help frowning, and said with a bitter face: "Yes, Master will be very sad without anyone by his side."

Jun Shuying held Lin'er in his arms and adjusted his posture immediately, and comforted him: "Don't worry, your master won't be lonely and sad now. He may not have time to take care of you if you stay there."

"Why?!" Lin'er opened her big black eyes wide and asked curiously.

"No reason. You are young, don't worry about the adults." Jun Shuying dealt with it in a calm manner, and with a sound in his mouth, he drove the horse and continued to gallop on the way home.

At noon, the weather became warmer. At this time, a group of short figures gathered by the grove at the foot of Langyue Mountain, shouting and shouting one after another.

A young man dressed in black was lying under a tree, with his legs crossed, a piece of dogtail grass dangling from his mouth, his eyes were closed, and it was impossible to tell whether he was awake or asleep.

The not-so-high figure of Xiaoshi Shi stood among the crowd, and with a single gesture, all the teenagers stopped and quietly gathered beside him, their faces full of excitement.

Little Shitou took out a brush from his clothes. The tip of the brush was covered with ink and wrapped in a small case.He handed the pen to the tallest boy, patted him on the shoulder, blinked his big eyes, and whispered in a somewhat milky voice: "Brother Xiao Fei, if you can draw a little boy on Brother Xin's face... Bird, I will play with you from now on."

"Really? Little Stone!" The tall boy's eyes lit up, excitedly, and he did not forget to lower his voice, "Just wait, if I succeed, you are not allowed to be lazy, you have to play with me!"

Xiao Shitou nodded vigorously, and watched the tall boy quietly approaching Xin Yunshen with a group of friends.

As soon as the boy approached, he was taken aback by Xin Yunshen's dark eyes which suddenly opened.Before he came back to his senses, he felt a blur in front of his eyes, and someone snatched the brush from his hand.

The boy instinctively covered his face—every time they tried to tease this little brother who would tease them once in a while, he finally retaliated against him in the same way.

Unexpectedly, after waiting for a long time, he was not black-handed, but heard the little stone behind him crying, crying miserably.

The young man looked back, and saw that the fat, white, pink and tender little junior had ink all over his face at this time, and someone had drawn a little turtle on it.Xin Yunshen threw away the brush, dragged his chin to appreciate his work with satisfaction, and didn't care that Xiao Shitou was so pitiful that his eyes were full of tears.

"Wow—you villain! It's not that I want to paint you, why are you bullying me! This ink is specially made by Uncle Gao, it can't be washed off!" Xiao Shitou raised his small hand to wipe away his tears, and stared wide-eyed. Eyes complained.When he heard the little friend beside him tell him that a little turtle was drawn, Xiao Shitou's tears flowed even more violently.

"Okay, you black hearted stone, how dare you say it! It's not that you encourage everyone to do bad things. You actually want to paint your brother with ink that can't be washed off! It seems that I'm still too kind!" Xin Yunshen stroked The sleeves are about to pounce on them with all their teeth and claws.

Little Shitou ran away, hiccupping and crying himself to look more and more pitiful: "I'm going to find Uncle Gao! I'm going to find Uncle Gao! Don't worry, I won't tell him, Brother Xin Bullying me to draw little turtles on my face—woo—”

Xin Yunshen caught up with him in two or three steps, lifted the small stone in his arms and rubbed it up, pretending to be angry and said: "Huh?! How dare you go and sue my wife, and see that I will destroy the corpse now!" Xiao Shitou started to itch under his armpit, laughing so much that Xiao Shitou couldn't pretend to cry even if he wanted to, and laughed reluctantly with a small painted face.

Xin Yunshen then led a group of children to play and play. Anyway, the kung fu that should be practiced was practiced in the morning. After a break at noon, they can go up the mountain for lunch.

When he was having fun, there was a chaotic sound of horseshoes from far and near, and a voice that made Xin Yunshen stand up and salute at this moment: "Little Shitou, we are back—"

Xiao Shitou turned his face in Xin Yunshen's arms and looked over, and saw that Jun Shuying and Chu Feiyang, who had been away for several months, had returned, and brought back his younger brother.It was Jun Shuying who was calling him just now, and Xiaoshi immediately struggled to get off the ground, staring at Jun Shuying and Xiao Lin'er in front of him with bright eyes.

Xin Yunshen froze there a long time ago, Xiao Shitou struggled a few times without breaking away, and looked at him angrily.

Xin Yunshen saw Jun Shuying's eyes glance at the small face painted by Xiaoshi as a cat-like face, and slowly moved up until it met his gaze.

Xin Yunshen immediately pulled a stiff smile on his face, but when he heard Jun Shuying hum, he immediately stood up straight, with a few drops of cold sweat streaming down his forehead.

Why did Jun Shuying see this appearance? !He will definitely be upset if he draws his cute and well-behaved little son like this bear...it's kind of scary when he's unhappy...

Xin Yun looked deeply at Chu Feiyang, but seeing Chu Feiyang throwing him a helpless smile, he could only send the little stone that twisted excitedly to Jun Shuying and stretched out his hands to call his father with a bitter face.