long night

When Wei Yuqing woke up, he almost thought he was dead.

The twilight is thickening, and the eyes are full of unreal orange. Wei Yuqing squints, feeling numb from the neck down. All he can see is a simple room with a pot of mochi orchids by the window , the leaves are a little yellow, and the mottled light and shadow are cast by the stream of clouds, as if the leaves themselves are shining.

where is this?What's wrong with me?What about nightless?

When his thoughts were still in a mess, his hearing was the first to recover.He heard Wuye's furious voice from outside the house, a real anger he had never seen before.

"Don't say he's dead, even if he hurts any part of his body, your dog's life can't afford it! Don't try to press me with Huanyun again! I'm really in a hurry, let's die together!"

Only then did the torrent of memories rush into his brain, as if that bloodthirsty night was still before his eyes, and the jailers who fell one by one bid farewell to this world before they even had time to make a sound.

At that moment, he almost thought that Wuye would fall in a pool of blood like them, but fortunately, Wuye was still alive.

Wei Yuqing's physical sensation also recovered little by little. He gradually felt the huge pain from his back and lower abdomen, and couldn't help gasping for air.

The dispute outside the house is still going on, Wei Yuqing has no time to think about what they are talking about, he is dying of pain now, he can barely squeeze out a few words from his throat: "Wu Ye...Wu Ye..." His voice was hoarse Rubbing like sand in the wind, he startled himself.

"Commander Wuye, there seems to be a sound in the room..."

Hearing that the door was pushed open with a "bang", Wei Yuqing couldn't help but lick his lips, he had never seen such a flustered Wuye before.

"Yu Qing! Yu Qing, you finally woke up! How is it? Can you hear me? Can you feel your hands and feet? Can you move your legs? How is your internal strength? Can you regulate your breath?"

"Hey……"

"What? What did you say?" Wuye panicked and didn't know what to do. Seeing Wei Yuqing's lips moving, he couldn't hear what he said, so he hurriedly lowered his head to listen to his mouth.

"I said you...are so noisy..."

"..."

Looking at Wuye's dark face, Wei Yuqing grinned.

Wuye was stunned, tears were about to fall, at this moment he really felt the existence of Wei Yuqing, he could finally tell himself that Wei Yuqing was not dead, and when he thought of the future, he could continue to walk with this person in front of him for a long time. Time, there is still a chance to touch his temples and print a gentle kiss, and to hug him, fall asleep in the stars and night dew, wake up in the breeze and morning light, even if we still can't stay together, but as long as we think of his heart still Beating fervently in this world, there is hope in his efforts.

Wuye turned his back, he didn't want Wei Yuqing to notice his red eyes, he didn't want to tell him that he had shed all the tears in his life during the seven days he was in a coma, and he would never let Wei Yuqing know that during his coma Wuye has made up his mind for a few days, if Wei Yuqing dies like this, he will wash the "funeral song" with blood, and then commit suicide.

Wuye remembers that someone once told him that only when you have really lost, will you know the happiness when you have it.

When Wei Lancheng passed away, Wuye thought that he would never experience such pain in his life, but he never thought that he didn't realize how important Wei Yuqing was to him until he really had to face Wei Yuqing's death.He could lose his life, his soul, and even Wei Lancheng, but he couldn't lose Wei Yuqing.

Wu Ye couldn't imagine that there would be any meaning in this world without Wei Yuqing.

I don't know since when, Wuye has regarded Wei Yuqing as a part of his life.

When Wei Yuqing first started living with him, every time he went home from a mission and saw an extra person on the bed, he always felt unspeakably uncomfortable, but gradually, he began to get used to this arrogant and unreasonable little bastard, Began to worry that Wei Yuqing would be lonely if he was not at home.He encountered powerful enemies many times during his missions. When his life was hanging by a thread, he always thought that he would die this time, but in the end he always survived miraculously, because he told himself that he could not die. Someone is waiting for him to come home.

Huanyun told him that a killer should not have a weakness. Once he has a weakness, the killer's life will come to an end.

When Huanyun said these words, he was sitting under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree drinking tea, and Wuye was sitting opposite him, his nose was full of light yellow fragrance, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the wind and shadow were graceful.Behind the raccoon clouds are the dense osmanthus trees and the houses whose outlines cannot be discerned. The whole portrait is embedded in a painting, which is so beautiful that it is unreal.

"Wuye, I see your weakness in your eyes." Huanyun smiled slightly, his tone as gentle as water, but there was a cold light that Wuye was familiar with in his eyes.

Wu Ye didn't answer, he knew that it was useless for him to deny, Huan Yun's eyes were too poisonous, and he could reveal his true colors with just one touch.

"Wu Ye, never forget that Wei Lancheng whom you have been thinking about slashed you thirteen times."

Wu Ye still didn't speak, and lowered his head to play with the jade pendant on his waist.

"Wu Ye, you are no longer the age where you can play casually, do you really have the energy to love someone again?"

Wuye's hand movements stopped, he raised his head to look at Huanyun, but couldn't understand the emotion in his eyes.He heard that Huanyun once had a true love, but that love committed suicide after failing to assassinate Huanyun.

Wu Ye smiled heartlessly, deliberately showing a mouthful of white teeth: "I understand, I understand."

Huanyun sighed indistinctly, picked up the teacup and gracefully blew away the tea leaves floating on the water, and said to himself: "Wu Ye, you are very clear, I will never let you leave the funeral song, If anyone stands in your way, I will remove it with my own hands."

Wuye was stunned.

"Warm and moist in the mouth, bitter but not astringent, good tea." Huanyun smiled, innocently like a child.

After a few days, Wei Yuqing finally regained some energy and was able to eat normally.He seldom speaks, and most of the time he just stares blankly out of the window. Wuye first tried to chat with him, but he had no choice but to give up after failing to get his response many times.When Wei Yuqing was looking out the window, he was looking at Wei Yuqing.

Wuye remembers that Wei Yuqing was never like this when he was a child. Although the family trauma left a shadow on him and made him used to hiding his true feelings, he still likes to laugh, especially likes to intentionally annoy Wuye in order to gain Wuye's love. focus on.

Thinking of this, Wuye couldn't help laughing. At that time, Wei Yuqing was really naive and stubborn. He could tell what was on his mind at a glance, but he never took the initiative to express his thoughts. At times like this, Wuye clearly knew what Wei Yuqing meant, but he just didn't point it out, pretending he didn't know anything, and often made Wei Yuqing jump up and down with anger.

On the day of Wei Yuqing's 13th birthday, Wuye sat in the courtyard drinking tea and reading a book early in the morning, without saying anything or asking anything. Seeing Wei Yuqing swaying back and forth in front of his eyes, hesitant to speak, he found it funny, but his appearance was still She was tense, but she didn't even look at Wei Yuqing.

"Wuye, are you busy today?"

"Oh, it's okay."

Wei Yuqing pursed her lips, and stopped talking, but quietly looked at Wuye from the corner of her eye from time to time, and said nothing.

When it was almost noon, Wei Yuqing cooked a simple meal, and even ordered two bowls of noodles.

Wei Yuqing snorted and sucked on the noodles, and Wuye gracefully picked up the noodles one by one.

"Wu Ye, are the noodles delicious?" Wei Yuqing asked, sticking his head out of the bowl.

"Well, it's alright."

"Well, when I was young, I heard people say that if you eat noodles on your birthday, you can live a long life, hahaha, how silly."

Wu Ye picked up a chopstick of stir-fried tofu with green vegetables, put it into his mouth and chewed it carefully, and waited until he swallowed it into his stomach, then slowly said: "Well, that's so stupid."

Wei Yuqing wrinkled her nose in frustration, and continued to snort and inhale the noodles.

Wu Ye held back her laughter, feeling that all the pranks she had suffered before had been revenged at this moment, and she cried out in her heart.

It was late at night, Wei Yuqing took off his coat, and knelt on the bed facing west—this is what he must do every night before going to bed for many years, kowtow three times to his parents, thanking them for blessing him to live another day safely.

After Wei Yuqing finished kowtowing, Wuye walked slowly to the bedside, threw a cloth bag in front of him, folded his arms and said: "Stinky boy, today is your birthday, I gave you this."

Wei Yuqing was stunned, looked at the long cloth bag in disbelief, then looked up at Wuye suspiciously.

"Hey you little bastard, do you want it? I'll take it away!"

"I want it, I want it!" Wei Yuqing was afraid that Wuye would really take it away, so he picked up the cloth bag and hugged it tightly in his arms. Only after this hug did he feel what was in the cloth bag.

Wei Yuqing hurriedly opened the cloth bag, almost screaming: This is Wuye's sword that never leaves his body even when he sleeps—Kangqiong.

"This, this, this... this? Ah?!" Wei Yuqing spoke incoherently, and his hand holding the sword trembled a little.

"Yes, this sword is yours."

"But...how can this work? What about you?"

"I have plenty of good swords, so you don't need to worry about them. Take them if you want them, and return them to me if you don't want them."

"I'm happy, I'm happy!" Wei Yuqing held the sword tightly, as if the sword would be snatched away if he let go.

"Nightless..."

"Ok?"

Before Wuye could react, Wei Yuqing threw himself into his arms, rubbing his head against Wuye's chest like a puppy, leaving dark gray water stains.

"Hey, hey, how old you are and still cry, don't be ashamed of yourself."

Wei Yuqing was still rubbing, as if trying to drill a hole in Wuye's chest, and said in a low voice: "Wuye...why are you so nice to me...my father betrayed you back then...you should hate me That's right..."

Wuye was startled, he didn't know how much Wei Yuqing knew about the past between him and Wei Lancheng, he just felt like someone had suddenly torn open his wound, his eyes were burning with pain.

"Wuye, what my father owes you, I'll pay it back..." Wei Yuqing put down the sword in his bosom, and hugged Wuye tightly with his arms.At that time, his arms were very thin and short, and he couldn't completely wrap Wuye in his arms, but he still tried hard to close his arms, wanting to embrace Wuye in its entirety.

"Little bastard! Let go! I'm going to be strangled to death by you!"

"do not want!"

"What kind of temper did you suddenly have! Let me go!"

"Then you promise me that you will spend every birthday with me in the future, and I will let go."

"Okay, I promise you."

"Really?"

"Really! Let me go! Go to sleep!"

Wei Yuqing let go of Wuye with a smirk, showing his big white teeth, and suddenly kissed Wuye's mouth with a "boom", and immediately lay down after the kiss, covered his head with a quilt, and stopped making a sound.

Wuye shouted and shook his fist at the quilt in front of him, suddenly remembered that Wei Yuqing in the quilt couldn't see him, so he subconsciously stroked his lips and smiled helplessly.

That was Wei Yuqing's first kiss.

After a few more days, Wei Yuqing was able to walk on the ground, and her complexion improved a lot.

One day, Wu Ye was about to help Wei Yuqing into the yard to bask in the sun, but saw a man walk in with a hurried expression, half kneeling in front of Wu Ye and said: "I will report to Commander Wu Ye, the governor ordered you to hurry back to the funeral Qu Benying."

"Huanyun? What is he looking for from me?"

"The subordinates don't know, they only know that the governor's order is very urgent."

"Hmph, what can he do? He is just worried that I will stay away for too long and shake my determination to go back. You tell him that I haven't finished my affairs and I won't go back for the time being." Wu Ye said that Taking a sneak look at Wei Yuqing who was standing beside him, he found that there was no expression on his face.

"But the Governor-General said..."

"That's enough. If I say I won't go back, I won't go back. Just tell Huanyun exactly what you said."

The back of the man kneeling on the ground was visibly stiff, and his voice suddenly became low: "If the commander insists on doing this, don't blame the subordinates for offending..." Before the words fell, the man's figure flashed, and a shining long sword flashed Flying out from the cuff, it flew straight towards Wuye's face door.

The incident happened suddenly, Wuye never thought that the subordinates who had followed him for many years would attack him, and the man was very close to Wuye, and Wuye was supporting Wei Yuqing with both hands, and he couldn't dodge for a while, seeing the threatening The terrifying sword blade was about to pierce his eyeballs, he hastily turned his head to the left, knowing that this might directly scratch the neck vein, but the situation in front of him did not allow him to think about it.

However, the blade just slid past his neck.Because, Wei Yuqing firmly held the blade with his own hand to force it to change its trajectory.

The blood stained nearly half of the sword red, drops of thick blood dripped along Wei Yuqing's five fingers onto Wuye's shoulder, because Wei Yuqing was seriously injured and his internal energy was almost zero at this time, he was relying entirely on The astonishing reaction speed and desperate brute force dragged the sword to a stop.

Wei Yuqing's finger was almost cut off, and from Wu Ye's angle, he could even clearly see his white phalanx, the section was smooth and neat, and fit perfectly with the blade of the sword.

Wu Ye pierced the man's heart with a sword, and at the same time, the sword Wei Yuqing was holding hit the floor with a "clang", splashing out a few small drops of blood. The bewitching red color seemed to burn people's eyes out. a hole.

Wuye held Wei Yuqing's hand tremblingly, and all five fingers were almost cut off at the same time. At this time, only a little flesh was still firmly connected, crumbling.

Wei Yuqing's right hand is probably about to be destroyed.

If a martial arts practitioner loses his right hand, it is equivalent to being abolished in martial arts.

Wuye looked at Wei Yuqing's hand, as if someone had smashed the top-quality jade that he had carefully carved for decades into powder in front of him, and it was like a painting that had been painstakingly created for decades was thrown away for no reason. A fire burned it, as if a hole had been gouged out in the heart, and the bone-piercing cold wind was blown in from the hole, freezing the entire soul bit by bit.

We are just a small pawn on the chessboard of the gods. When fate whizzes by, who can resist the will of Taoism?What we want extravagantly is the remaining sunlight in the cracks, even so, we cannot escape the abyss of eternal doom.