I see the snow

Chu Yuan stood in the courtyard, looking up at the Piluo tree in the courtyard.

As soon as summer comes, the trees become greener and greener, and the branches and leaves sprout and prosper, and they are as dense as a canopy.

As the breeze passed by, there was a "squeak" sound, which also lifted the corners of the stargazer's snow-white clothes.

Melodiously, the lingering sound of Guqin came from the courtyard.

"In the middle of the previous tune, three notes were missed."

However, the pale and weak stargazer spoke suddenly and said to the person playing the piano behind him.

Yan Jin was startled, his subconscious mind froze, and his tone became chaotic, he was not as calm as before, like a young man who is riding a horse on the street and suddenly sees his sweetheart looking back.

Chu Yuan sighed, and as expected, the next moment before Yan Jin had time to jump away, the dark-colored sandalwood qin overflowed with a thin golden rope, entangled from Yan Jin's calf, climbed up, and wrapped around his neck, wrapping the silver cord. The boy in the mask was bound tightly.

"—Master!"

Yan Jin could only shout: "I, I know I was wrong...!"

Chu Yuan's complexion was pale, and a fiery little fox kept surrounding him, pacing back and forth at the corner of his snow-white clothes.

Chu Yuan coughed and walked over slowly, seeing himself getting taller and taller, the little apprentice who was already a young boy with sharp brows and sharp facial features, sighed and said:

"Evil can pry into people's distracting thoughts. If your heart is not pure, it will bind you."

His eyes stayed on Yan Jin who was twisted and fell to the ground, and asked softly:

"What are you thinking about?"

Yan Jin poked his neck and said:

"...Tu'er didn't think about anything...!"

Chu Yuan lowered his eyes and looked at him calmly.

Yan Jin didn't dare to look at Chu Yuan at all. After a long silence, he turned his face away and said sullenly, "I'm thinking of Seventh Junior Sister... Hiss!"

The golden chain wrapped him a little tighter, like a punishment, the boy felt like his skin was going to be torn——

"lie."

Chu Yuan said: "Youxie knows whether you have lied or not."

"I really, really miss the people in our division!"

Yan Jin gritted his teeth and said, "Master, please love me, this disciple's muscles and bones are about to be broken..."

Youxie is the banjo that Chu Yuan gave Yan Jin.

It is said that it can purify the mind - the method is very simple, if a stray thought in the player's mind is entangled by an invisible rope, it will not be untied until he sincerely realizes it and repents seriously.

Yan Jin really hated this banjo, every time he thought about Chu Yuan, this thing would come out and tie him up, it was really annoying!

Sooner or later, he will break this thing!

"Master..."

The boy wearing the silver mask begged again in a low voice: "I know I was wrong..."

Yan Jin has been with Chu Yuan for almost ten years.

When he was a homeless vagrant squatting on the street fighting dogs for food, Chu Yuan brought him back to Guanxing Pavilion.

Give him a shower, put on clean clothes, and let him follow you from now on.

Seeing his apprentice pleading with him like this, Chu Yuan could only sigh softly, and with a flick of his sleeve, the evil golden rope immediately spilled out, restoring Yan Jin's freedom.

"you have grown up."

Chu Yuan sighed softly, hugged the little fox that jumped into his arms, and said in a low voice: "I shouldn't keep you."

The orange-red fur of the little fox was warm and soft. Chu Yuan stroked it up and down, so comfortable that his eyes narrowed——

"Shouldn't teenagers from ordinary families start a family at your age?"

Chu Yuan smiled and said, "Is there a woman you like? Next year, I will choose a suitable marriage for you, so go out of the pavilion."

"Master..."

Yan Jin never expected such a development, and hurriedly grabbed Chu Yuan's folds: "No——I won't leave the teacher's school! I will stay here forever..."

"Stay here?"

Chu Yuan smiled, and sighed: "What's so good here...it's just a golden and beautiful cage! I'm enough for the trapped person, why bother to bring you in?"

At this time, Yan Jin had already stood up, and the 19-year-old young man was already taller than Chu Yuan.

When standing face to face like this, he almost made Chu Yuan raise his hand to touch it.

The long-ill and weak Young Pavilion Master laughed, tapped on his forehead, and said in a low voice:

"You're so tall, why don't you think about it? You're talking nonsense."

Chu Yuan's sleeves were pulled out from between his fingers, and Yan Jin stood there blankly, as if there were many words stuck in his throat, and he couldn't even spit them out.

It took a long time before he realized that Chu Yuan had left.

He looked up, only to see the blurred back of a man in white holding Jiujiu without turning his head.

……

Yixi Terrace, the exclusive library for disciples of Guanxing Pavilion.

Yan Jin showed his jade token representing Chu Yuan's disciple, and walked into the pavilion with a vast collection of books.

When the guards outside the gate saw Yan Jin's badge, there was a flash of envy in their eyes——

Everyone knows that Chu Yuan, the young master of Guanxing Pavilion, is a well-known figure in the world. It is something that many warlocks dream of to receive his advice, but this young man can be with him day and night!

Yan Jin was a little annoyed by this gaze, he was used to it a long time ago, but he became more and more unhappy later on——

He didn't want to live under Chu Yuan's wings.

He has been to Yixitai many times, and Yan Jin knows almost 30.00% of the books.

As for the remaining 70.00%, it will probably take ten to twenty years for teenagers to read them all.

"Brother Yan is here again?"

In the corner, the old woman guarding the book handed Yan Jin a lamp—it was completely enclosed to prevent fire and water leakage.She praised in a slightly hoarse voice: "You are the child who comes here most often in the star-gazing pavilion."

The interior of the pavilion exudes a musty smell that has not seen sunlight all year round, and some wooden boards will creak when stepped on.

The bookshelves are dark black, twenty or thirty feet high, and sometimes you have to take a ladder to get a book at the top.

"Ah."

Yan Jin responded casually, and said in a low voice, "If you're idle, you're idle, why don't you come and have a look."

He walked alone in the deserted attic, holding a candle, and swept his fingers over the mottled and yellowed spine of the book.

Guanxing Pavilion is a place where many children from rich families come to spend their time. Even though there are millions of books here, almost no one comes to read them carefully.

In the early years, Yan Jin was young and frivolous, ignorant, and always thought that if he did well in his homework, he would make those rich families look up to him and not embarrass Chu Yuan.I have read many books here.

But later he gradually understood that even though he ranked first in the homework rankings, those fellow students who came from a wealthy background still looked down on him who was "picked by Chu Yuan from outside".

"You didn't embarrass me."

Chu Yuan also told him.

At that time, he was casually turning the pages of the book, and Yan Jin was sitting beside him with a bruised nose and a swollen face.

"People who are really close will not care whether you are outstanding or not."

Seeing that he looked like he had done something wrong and bowed his head silently, those soft and cold hands gently placed on the top of his head and rubbed it.A hoarse and gentle voice rang in my ears:

"I brought you back and I only want you to be happy, healthy, and free." [*Note 1]

At that time they were still on Sinan Mountain, Yan Jin remembered that the window beside Chu Yuan's desk in the study was open.

When he got up, bent down and put his hands on top of his head, the book that Chu Yuan had placed on the table was just spread out, and the breeze that slipped in let the book turn over a few pages——

Really indescribable comfort and tranquility.

That frame of picture, as if turned into a piece of amber, was permanently frozen in Yan Jin's memory. Every time Yan Jin thought of it, Yan Jin felt as if he saw the light in the dark.

"Yunhua's 15 years..."

At this time, Yan Jin murmured in the Yixi platform, leaned down again, and looked closely at the books on the bookshelf as usual countless times.

His mask is in the way, often blocking his vision without noticing, making it difficult to see things clearly.

But Yan Jin only supported the Fuyin surface, and would rather endure this inconvenience than take it off.

—he dared not let anyone see his face.

Including Chu Yuan.

Dim bits of light leaked in from the upper windows and fell on the spine of the book.

There are floating microsinks flying up and down in the air.

"it is this."

Yan Jin murmured, reaching out to take it——

"What do you want to see this for?"

However, suddenly, a clear voice came from above, softly and quickly: "This is the secret history of the serious case in the reign of the first emperor. Even the disciples of Guanxing Pavilion cannot read it without asking the king for instructions."

Yan Jin's fingers stiffened, and he suddenly raised his head——

But at some point, a young man about fifteen or sixteen years old sat on the window sill, his legs were dangling back and forth, and he was looking at him with his head tilted.

His expression is submissive and docile, only his eyes feel a little empty when he looks carefully.

A white snow harrier rests on the shoulder.

He looked at Yan Jin, as if he was thinking about something, and then suddenly realized:

"... Oh, so it was you. No wonder, no wonder!"

Yan Jin's body suddenly froze, as if frozen into a rock, as if he couldn't believe that he would hear this sentence from someone else's mouth, and under the stress reaction, he couldn't make any movements for a while.

But the young man refused to give up, looking at the frozen Yan Jin, he seemed very satisfied.

But immediately, there was a respectful or emotional soft look in his eyes, and he said softly:

"After all these years, you have grown up...Young Master Li."

……

On the other side, the seventh son of Yinzhi and Sichuan Yin is worrying about the calamity of love.

He wants to do something intimate with Xi Huai that can promote their relationship, but Xi Huai often doesn't cooperate.

Make things into an embarrassing situation instead.

For example, when Yinzhichuan took him to eat wonton stew, he deliberately asked for a small spoon so that he could share it with Xihuai——

In the end, Xi Huai firmly disagreed, and would rather eat what was left over from Yinzhichuan than share a meal with him.

"Because it's against the rules."

For another example, Yin Zhichuan played leaf cards with the dudes and asked Xihuai to go with him, but Xihuai actually asked him:

"Who do you want to send me to?"

……

And so on, too many to list.

Even though Yin Zhichuan explained repeatedly that he was serious with him and did not treat him as a pastime for the young lady brought back from Yunlou, Xi Huai remained silent.

"Don't you wish to be the one I love?"

Yin Zhichuan was simply unimaginable, and asked: "Or would you rather just be treated as a little thing that provides physical venting and entertainment?"

"Yes, I'd rather be treated like a little girl."

In the silence, Xi Huai said in a low voice.

His dark pupils and tight lips showed a kind of coldness, even though his eyes were lowered, he felt alienated and unapproachable.

If Yin Zhichuan paid more attention to Xi Huai's eyes, he would find that the eyes of this deserted young man became more and more lifeless, as if after being extremely depressed, he finally turned the world he was in into ruins .

——He can accept Yinzhichuan touching his body, or he can accept him playing with him like a young lady.

Because he deserves it.

Sooner or later he would leave him alone.This is the price he paid in advance.

In this near-masochistic pain and indifference, Xi Huai felt a distorted pleasure.

But Yin Zhichuan didn't know all of this.

——He will never get Xi Huai's heart, but he doesn't know.

He is like a lion running hard in the dark, doing his best for that illusory goal that does not exist at all.

At this time, he and Xi Huai were sitting together under the porridge shed on the street, and Mr. Yin Qi felt a suffocation in his heart that he had nothing to talk about.

"Let's go to Cuo Shen Lane in a while." [*Note 2]

After a moment of silence, he still tried his best to put on a calm look, and tried again.

Holding the spoon, Xi Huai paused slightly:

"Wrong Alley?"

"Ah."

Yin Zhichuan tried hard to say: "It's a very narrow alley. When you run into it, only one person can pass through it. When we were young, we had fights and street fights. The most taboo thing was to run into the wrong alley—because it basically It’s just a dead end. The two ends are narrow, the walls are high, and the alleys are very thin, and people will block you, so you can’t escape at all.”

"Oh."

Xi Huai responded without asking why he was going.

Yin Zhichuan actually didn't want him to ask, after all he didn't know how to answer——

He wanted to take Xi Huai there simply because the alley was too narrow, so narrow that only one person could pass through.

And if Xihuai and Yinzhichuan walked from both ends to the middle at the same time, then they would definitely meet in the middle.

Think about it, in a narrow alley, when you meet your loved one, you can neither retreat, nor can you stand side by side, you can only walk close to each other and slowly pass by.

At the moment when you miss each other, you only have him in your sight, and you are the only one in his sight. Both of you can only look at each other, then stay and leave.

The world is huge, and your eyesight has no place to rest when you meet on a narrow road.

If Xi Huai asked, Yin Zhichuan would never be able to tell him such a reason.

But seeing Xi Huai's completely indifferent attitude, taking him wherever he wants, Yin Zhichuan was a little unhappy and depressed.

Think he might as well ask.

The two walked silently all the way to the wrong body alley, and as expected, they were as boring as expected.

Yinzhichuan and Xihuai walked into the alley from both ends, seeing Yinzhichuan approaching, Xihuai was taken aback for a moment, then turned around and left.

"Xihuai—!"

Yin Zhichuan couldn't bear it, and stretched out his hand to grab him.

He grabbed his wrist, his handsome and tough face was slightly tense, and his lips, which were originally flirtatious with a casual hook, were also pursed.

"...Do you hate me?"

Yin Zhichuan said: "Or did I do something wrong to you?... I think you reject me very much."

These words seemed to have passed in Yin Zhichuan's mind for a long time, he was not a dull person, and Xi Huai's deliberately avoiding attitude made him feel suspicious.

"Have I ever done anything to offend you?..."

He asked softly: "Unintentionally or when I didn't realize it? I know I used to be a mess... If there is anything I don't do well, you can tell me."

He exhaled very lightly, Xi Huai didn't look back, but he heard it.

Yin Zhichuan probably had never spoken to anyone in such a low-key manner in his entire life.Seeing that Xi Huai kept refusing to respond to him, he wondered if his tone was not good enough.

After a moment of hesitation, he added another sentence:

"……is it okay?"

[*Note 1]: Source "Mirror".

In this set of books, I saw a master's blessing to his disciple, saying that he wished him to be "free, healthy and happy" forever.When I read it, I found it really moving. This should be the best wish that everyone can get in this world.

[*Note 2]: Source "Shanghai Fortress".I don't know if there is such an alley in the south. I searched it, and it seems that only the old thief in Jiangnan wrote it. I don't know if he made it up.

"Meeting on a narrow road that cannot be avoided, the moment you are wrong, you two are pressed against the wall, chest to chest. Your eyes can only look at him. The world is huge, but your eyesight has nowhere to rest."