If I go back [Gu Jian Er Shen Xie 2.0]

Chapter 2

In ancient times, there was a toast to invite the moon, and now Xie Yi does the same - his master is like the lonely moon in the sky, he always looks up and longs for it.Xie Yi carefully poured another cup of tea, with a smile on his lips: "It's rare for Master to come over, why don't you have a cup first?"

One of him was singing a one-man show but he didn't realize it, while the other was outside the play, and his emotions were beyond words.

"Xie Yi?" Shen Ye finally opened his mouth, his tone of hesitation surprised even himself.

Is it Xie Yi?

Shen Ye shook his head, how is it possible, this is just a Yanjia.

But looking at this Yanjia, which was no different from a living person, Shen Ye couldn't convince himself for a moment that it was just a dead thing.What's more, when he was unconscious, he took care of him.

At first, he thought that there was something wrong with Xie Yi's production. This Yanjia didn't seem to have a memory, and it didn't seem like he could live alone.But unexpectedly, within half a year, Yan Jia, who was once dull and speechless, has completely changed.

Vaguely, with a soul, the appearance of starting to live.

After all, Shen Ye walked into the pavilion, and saw Xie Yi pour tea for him with a smile.

Shen Ye felt troubled in his heart: "You...do you know who you are?" He finally asked what he cared about the most.

Xie Yi was taken aback, then smiled again: "Sure enough, Master knows what happened to me."

Shen Ye glanced at him: "You have no memory?"

"Yes."

Shen Ye was silent, he thought that all that Yanjia could have was memory.

Sure enough, there was a problem with the production?

This Yanjia is, the seventh day of the seventh day... also.

Xie Yi didn't know what Shen Ye was thinking. Although he was sober at the moment, he was still a bit ignorant after all.He couldn't see Shen Ye's struggles and contradictions, nor could he see the solemnity on the other side's face.He just felt that he could tell him all his confusion and troubles.

Just because this is his master.

Seeing Shen Ye pick up the cup and take a sip, Xie Yi smiled slightly: "When I wake up, my memory is very blurred," he said slowly, "I can't remember anything except my name."

"Even if I remember, I can't test the past. Why do I stay here, why can't I go out? Although these doubts are deep, I can't explore them. It's like a bird in a cage, living only by instinct."

"I once thought, maybe this body has suffered from a serious illness, otherwise, how could it be so ignorant."

At this point, Xie Yi smiled: "So, I have been waiting for Master to come."

Shen Ye looked at the snow scene outside the pavilion and remained silent.

After a long time, he said indifferently: "Wait for me?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

Xie Yi was taken aback: "Why?"

Shen Ye turned his gaze to Xie Yi, his expression indifferent as if he was looking at a stranger: "Are you really sure, you are Xie Yi?"

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The snowflakes fell rustlingly, and the moment the pool water was contaminated, it disappeared, and there was only peace in the world.

Facing Shen Ye's question, Xie Yi was a little astonished. He still didn't have the ability to think about such a complicated problem, his mind was in chaos, and there seemed to be nothing: "I... am not Xie Yi? But next..."

His calm face finally showed panic, a little anxious, after a moment of trance, he just said in a daze: "If I wasn't Xie Yi, who would I be?"

Although the memory is blurry, when the faces that cannot be seen clearly, when his name is called, it is obviously Xie Yi.

But he firmly believed in what the person in front of him said.

As if instinctively, completely trusting.

Could it be that he was wrong?

Who is he?

Living alone in the world in such a daze, has he not even had a past?

Hearing Xie Yi's answer, Shen Ye closed his eyes and said after a long time: "Is that so..."

Yes, if he wasn't Xie Yi, who else would he be, who else would he be?

Even though Yanjia is lifeless, what he possesses is indeed Xie Yi's memory.

It's just Xie Yi, how could he be such a lifeless Yan Jia?

Even if he is Xie Yi's most successful work, even if he...

Is he Xie Yi?

It was difficult for Shen Ye to answer this question.

But looking at Yanjiaren's pale face in an instant, Shen Ye found that he couldn't really calm down.

That's it.

What's the point of pursuing these?

Now, he is waiting for Chu Qi to wake up, and he will no longer promise that person a free future.So why not let Xie Yi's memory be preserved?

Shen Ye finally embraced the chaotic people in his arms, that's what he always did when Xie Yi was wronged when he was young.

"That's all..." There was only one sound, full of sighs.

That's it, don't force it...

Xie Yi only felt his body warm up, and when he came back to his senses, it looked like he was being held in Shen Ye's arms.

"Master?"

Shen Ye originally wanted to say "Don't call me Master", but he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say the words.

From now on, maybe he is the only one who will continue to call himself "Master".

The world is impermanent, how ridiculous.

Looking at the completely trusting eyes of the person in his arms, Shen Ye smiled lightly, with some inexplicable meaning in the smile: "Being a teacher is just a joke with you, why, the reaction is so big?"

Xie Yi was taken aback, apparently unable to react.

Shen Ye made a decision for a moment, let him keep Xie Yi's memory alive, it's not bad.

Therefore, Shen Ye covered up Xie Yi's current state: "This injury, it seems that it will take a while." Following Xie Yi's intention, he thought that he was seriously injured, so he lost all memory.

Xie Yi was still a little dull, after a long time, he seemed to have forgotten his previous doubts about himself, and instinctively accepted Shen Ye's answer.

Faced with Master's joke, he had no choice but to say, "Master..."

Shen Ye raised the corners of his lips slightly, this was the first time he smiled since Xie Yi woke up.

Xie Yi was stunned by that short-lived smile.

With this appearance, it really doesn't look like Xie Yi at all.

Shen Ye caressed the other person's face, opened his mouth, and sighed for whom he didn't know: "Xie Yi, Xie Yi, why do you always make me...uneasy."

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As the High Priest of Liuyue City, Shen Ye, who is busy with affairs, naturally cannot stay in Jingshui Lake every day.Li Ying has been quite restless lately, Tong's body is abnormal, and Chu Qi is still not awake.

Adding all these together, it is not easy for Shen Ye to come to Jingshui Lake once a month.

He also couldn't explain why he still went back and forth between Jingshui Lake and Liuyue City under such a busy situation.Maybe it's just because every time he left, although the Yanjia man tried his best to hide it, his eyes were too reluctant.

And Yanjia Xieyi's changes are also huge. Every month, his thinking becomes clearer, and his behavior becomes more and more like ordinary people.Now he is no longer distracted for a while every time he says a word.

It's just that he never left Jingshui Lake, nor did he recall everything about Liuyue City.

That's fine, Shen Ye thought, just follow Xie Yi's expectations, let him stay away from the right and wrong of Liuyue City, stay away from the troubles of this world, and just remember to pass on Xie Yi's Yanshu.

In a blink of an eye, the main hall had passed, Shen Ye walked quickly to Xie Yi's room, opened the door, but no one was there.

Shen Ye raised his eyebrows, but he didn't care, and continued to look for someone.

It's just that Xie Yi is not in the bedroom, not in the Huxin Pavilion, nor in the study.After a lap, when Shen Ye stopped at the door of Yanjia's room, listening to his own heartbeat speeding up, he realized that he was actually looking forward to it.

Now, he no longer treats Yanjia Xieyi as a utensil.Every time we meet, helplessness, joy, resistance, expectation, all kinds of emotions are intertwined, and he has long been unable to see his heart clearly.

"Click" "click", there was a faint sound of filing wood coming from the door, low but pleasant.

Shen Ye closed his eyes and listened quietly to the regular sound.After a while, he finally reached out and pushed the wooden door open.

There is plenty of light in the Yanjia room, so the man by the window who is making something with his head bowed can be seen at a glance.

The man's face was calm and concentrated, and the dexterous fingers flipped, and sawdust fell down.Small parts, do not know what to do.

Shen Ye stood quietly at the door, as if unwilling to disturb the other party.

But how could Xie Yi not notice his coming.

The movements in his hands stopped, and the moment he raised his head, he saw his unsmiling master.

Under the bright golden sunlight, Xie Yi smiled slightly: "Master, you are here."

It is vaguely the appearance in memory, the scene in memory.

But it's different.

The person in front of him has an elegant smile, modest and steady; while the person in memory has a bright smile and is lively and active.

It was Xie Yi, not Xie Yi.

Shen Ye smiled bitterly, he really couldn't figure out his own heart more and more.

Such thoughts were fleeting, Shen Ye walked towards Xie Yi: "What are you doing?"

Xie Yi arranged the parts on the table one by one: "It's just a Yanjia bird."

Shen Ye casually picked up a bone wing, and saw that it had been polished very smooth, then looked at those parts, and with Xie Yi's hand, the only thing left was to assemble it.

"It seems that you have recovered all the memories about Yanshu." Shen Ye said.

Xie Yi didn't answer, but looking at his smile, it was obviously yes.

Seeing his skillful appearance, Shen Ye was in a better mood.

Xie Yi put down the last piece of wooden feather: "Master, do you want to try it together?" He vaguely remembered that his Yanju began with Shen Ye.

Shen Ye shook his head: "No need, I'll just watch."

Seeing Shen Ye's soft eyes, Xie Yi didn't force it, and concentrated on making Yanjia.

As for Shen Ye, his heart was rarely at peace, he didn't have to think about anything, he just looked at Xie Yi.

The sun shines on the table, on the table besides the parts of Yanjia, you can also see the blueprint of the design.Shen Ye glanced at it, and saw that the ink on those blueprints was fresh, apparently written recently.

Shen Ye sighed for a moment, the previous Xie Yi, but he forgot how to write the words, and in the blink of an eye, he has become a profound Yanshi.

"Does this mean that Shibie treats each other with admiration for three days?" Shen Ye couldn't help but ask.

"Master?"

Shen Ye pointed to those blueprints, Xie Yi saw it and understood.

He was a little helpless: "Master."

Xie Yi felt a little embarrassed when he thought of how Shen Ye could almost be said to be teaching him calligraphy in the previous month.This was also a coincidence. When Shen Ye discovered that Xie Yi could only read vaguely, but he could hardly recognize a single word when he refined it. As a master, he became the first teacher again.

Although Xie Yi was able to recall and remember every word Shen Ye taught at that time, Xie Yi only felt ashamed when he thought of himself as a grown man but relearned calligraphy under Shen Ye's teaching like a child.

Although the master at that time seemed to be very happy.

"Remember now?"

"Yes." Xie Yi said with a smile, "If it wasn't for that, disciples wouldn't be able to understand those Yanshu textbooks."

"Really..." This time, Shen Ye really felt a little pity.

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