The singer of the entertainment circle is not a human being

"What? Do you know this tree?" He took out the water bottle and poured it wantonly, the water dripped down the resolute line of his jaw, looking wild and sexy.

Shen Moyan looked back at him, his long and narrow phoenix eyes were also curved into crescent moons, he seemed a little excited: "I came here a long time ago, and it was here at that time. I never thought that after so many years, I would see it again..."

"Oh?" Wang Ye was surprised, stepped forward and took his ten fingers, sat down cross-legged in the shade of a tree, and put his arm around the man's shoulder: "How long ago?"

53 years ago... Shen Moyan answered in his heart, but he just smiled on his face, looked at the sky and said ambiguously: "Before becoming a star, I suddenly wanted to look around, so I brought Mu Yun with me."

Hearing Shen Muyun's name, Wang Ye frowned displeasedly, and his tone was faintly dangerous: "Hmph, you are quite intimate. What about your parents?"

Hearing the word "parents", Shen Moyan was startled subconsciously. He stared blankly at Wang Ye, and suddenly the smile disappeared from his cheeks.

"I don't have parents," he said, his expression numb without the slightest emotion.

In 1915, Rongcheng had just been assigned to the government of the Republic of China. Most of the peasant households were still unable to eat enough, and raising children was even more difficult.

Shen Moyan hated when he was begging at the intersection of Huapaifang Street, complained when he was taken in by the old class leader, and cried when he was beaten with a whip until his flesh was bloody. All gone.

He stared blankly at Wang Ye, seeing the man's stunned expression in his eyes, and the air seemed to freeze in silence.

"Shen Muyun and I are both outcasts." Shen Moyan narrated calmly, his deep eyes were dull, as if what he said had nothing to do with him: "I knew him and took care of him to grow up, that's the relationship. "

Wang Ye stared into his eyes, and slowly lowered his face, his expressionless face made people confused. Just when Shen Moyan thought that the man would stand up and leave in the next second, a sudden force pulled him into the room. warm embrace.

"Fool, you still have me." The voice from the top of the head was muddy and powerful, and the hoarse voice seemed to pass through the overlapping peaks of time and suddenly exploded into fireworks at the moment.

"Bang... bang..." Shen Moyan's eyes widened as if the old heart had been hit by gravity, and his body couldn't help trembling slightly.

"Mo Yan, you still have me, and I will never leave you." The man who was as gentle as jade once said the same thing, and the arms that hugged him hurt his bones.

who is it?Who is this hugging him now?Is it Xue Shaoqing or Wang Ye?80 years ago or 80 years later?

He covered his heart, as if he wanted to make sure who the beating moment was for. The face was exactly the same, the heat was the same, if it was the same, it was the elegant and elegant gentleman or the evil and wild young man in front of him.

"Are you moved?" Wang Ye chuckled softly, rubbing the little guy's head, his eyes became far-reaching and dark, and the strength of his palm hug tightened three points: "I'm serious, I will always be with you."

Shen Moyan suddenly pinched his fingers together, his stiff body trembled uncontrollably, and the tip of his nose was sore.He tried his best to suppress his tone, pretending to be calm and asked: "Why did you bring me here?"

"Why..." Wang Ye murmured and repeated his words, turned his head and kissed the little guy's hair, and the corners of his mouth gradually curved into a perfect arc: "Because, there is a legend here."

Thousands of stars seem to fall into the black pupils, flowing and sparkling, he cleared his throat, and said in a false voice: "I read a book before, saying that there is a sacred tree in Beimo, which has been baptized for thousands of years. The sun has never withered, if someone can find it and sincerely make a wish, the gods will hear it."

"Heh," Wang Ye sneered, with the corners of his mouth twitching to laugh at himself: "I don't believe in ghosts, but if there are gods in this world, I want to come and see them with you, I want to be with you Witness, all the good..."

Shen Moyan clenched his lower lip, his nails dug into his flesh, he propped himself up to leave the embrace and looked up at the man.

He has heard this legend before, but there is another version: "Thousands of years ago, there was a small country in the desert..." His lips parted slightly, and his voice was slow and clear: "The king of the small country is critically ill, and only one princess is left behind."

"The princess put on a military uniform and worked hard to get rid of the control of the emperor of the Central Plains. She no longer paid tribute to jewelry every year, and the people lived and worked in peace and contentment."

"The news spread to the emperor who was far away in the capital. He was furious and sent brave generals to completely capture the small country."

"The general led millions of troops, traveled thousands of miles to Beimo, and finally met the so-called rebellious princess."

"The resolute and brave princess fell in love with the general, and the general also fell in love with the princess. They decided to abandon the war and establish diplomatic relations between the two countries with peace."

"So, there was this tree. The general and the princess planted it here together. They promised that if the seeds germinated in the desert, they would be together forever, no longer care about the troubles of the world, and stay together."

"Then what's the result?" Wang Ye brushed his cheek, the temperature of the palm made the cool wind bring warmth: "The tree has sprouted, and it has been alive until now, hasn't it."

"Yes," Shen Moyan covered the back of Wang Ye's hand, dawdling with nostalgia, "That's why there is a legend in Beimo, as long as you find this tree and make a wish sincerely, the spirits of the princess and the general will come true."

Wang Ye smiled, took his head and put his lips on it.

In fact, Shen Moyan didn't tell him that the ending of this story is that the tree didn't sprout at all, but the princess still naively thought that she would stay with her lover for the rest of her life.

Just then, the general betrayed her.

The general stole the jade seal and treasure map that belonged to the small country, killed the princess with a single sword, and won the victory without a single soldier.

After returning to the country and returning to his command, the general regretted and missed every night, and finally in the midsummer of one year, he returned to Beimo, took the ashes of the princess and committed suicide under a tree.

The seeds absorbed the nutrients of the two, and in the extremely dry barren land, they really began to germinate.

Day after day, year after year.

Until he arrived 50 years ago, only piles of dead wood remained.

According to the legend, the general and the princess love always hovering at the root of the tree, giving hope to every supplicant with aura.Shen Moyan would occasionally think, did the princess in the story hate the general in the end?Maybe hate it, but maybe it's more of love and persistence.

Because you can die in the arms of your lover, and you can be buried in the same cave with your lover in the end, even if you were unwilling, you will eventually become willing.

Back then when he stood in front of the tree, he cut open the flesh without hesitation. In fact, he knew it was just wishful thinking, but he still used blood to instill the ground little by little.Seeing that the branches were pulled up again in a reversed posture.Piously recite your obsession over and over again.

Did the tree hear it, Shen Moyan thought now.

Otherwise, how could he be happy.

The vast universe enveloped the dust and stars floating all over the sky, Shen Mo Yanxu squinted his eyes, staring at the man kissing him in front of him, sucking each other's body fluid with intertwined tongues.

Until the two lips parted, the breath of the other party remained in the jaws, and it was hard to tell whose heart was shaking and frantic. Shen Moyan couldn't even tell whether the throbbing at the moment was from Wang Ye or Xue Shaoqing. He only longed for a little more, so that This thumping that has been isolated for decades can last longer.

At the moment when each other's desires were on the verge of breaking out, the annoying mobile phone rang suddenly and inappropriately. Shen Moyan was stunned for a moment, and still answered the phone while Wang Ye frowned slightly.

The furious wolf roar roared at the collar, mixed with anxiety and gnashing of teeth, which made his ears almost deaf intermittently.

"Shen Moyan! Where are you?! Something happened!"