Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

The sun and the moon have never really been separated. In the blue sky, there was a time that appeared together. One is brilliant and the other is secret. When you look up, the light you see comes from the gift of the scorching sun.

Jiang Xue Zuowen slowly raised her hand. Under the sunlight, her fair and slender fingers seemed to be covered with a faint brilliance, reflecting a black shadow, and the black and white contrasted with each other on her face. , and the profundity in those blue eyes reveal some thoughts that are difficult to see through.

That Haiqing was as clean and tidy as ever, sticking to his body without leaving any wrinkles, the white fur was still shawl, and the fluffy collar brought a little itchiness, but he didn't say anything, just pulled the clothes lightly Collar, keep your neck away from this culprit.

The long light blue hair was scattered behind him, and the cassock was somewhat incompatible with the white fur, but it showed that contradictory beauty on his body.

Probably because he himself is so contradictory?

Jiang Xue Zuowen always knew his identity, but he was sad, he sighed, but he smiled, so contradictory, so struggling, so helpless.

What happened at that time dyed his frown, and the melancholy faded away, turning into a long sigh.

Zong San Zuowenwen stood far away, holding the orange tree beside him with his hands, his hands and feet were a little cold, but he never added a big robe to his thin clothes, just stepped on the clogs, his toes were a little red from the cold , still standing here.

He has been standing here for several hours. If it weren't for the support of a strong tree trunk by his side, Zongsan, who was originally relatively weak, would have fallen down. After eating the flesh/body, it is also difficult to resist the chill mixed with spiritual power.

He coughed a few times, his voice was a little hoarse, he moved lightly, and hid behind the tree trunk.

This is not the first time that Zong San Zuowen has stood here for a long time, but it is not the first time that Jiang Xue Zuowen has sat on the veranda in a daze.

Since Tsurumaru Kuniyong passed away, although Zongsan Zuowenwen watched his brother gradually come out with the help and company of himself and Xiaoye, he still occasionally did this, just sitting on the veranda like this, in a daze, repeatedly They didn't even notice their approach.

He didn't know what his brother was thinking, did he recall the original thing?Or are you missing Jiang Xuezhengzong who disappeared for a while?Or... still can't let go of Tsurumaru Kuninaga's affairs?

I really want to ask, but I can't.

Zong San Zuowen has never been a person who restrains himself. Although he will lament the sadness of his own fate, and there will also be sad for his past as a "bird in a cage", but he has already become a god. gap.

He can laugh, he is gentle, and he hardly mentions the "tyrant" Oda anymore.

People, after going through too much, they will always look away in the end, just like Mikazuki Zongjin, isn't it because he has seen too much that he maintains such a natural-looking state?

It is impossible to truly face the future completely by dwelling too much on the past.

He has already let go of all the past, even if he even met the heroic spirit Oda Nobunaga at an exchange meeting later, he still maintained a calm mind, no matter how Oda Nobunaga teased him, there would not be too many disturbances.

Zong San is different from Yaki Hasebe, he is not willing to dedicate everything to one person, he is not that "loyal/dog" existence.

He has his own small world, he has his elder brother and Xiao Ye, his elder brother is sad for the world, Xiao Ye is obsessed with revenge, Zong San no longer has so much time to remember and lament for himself, just take care of two "mental patients" That's enough to enrich his life.

Now, with the efforts of herself and her brother, Xiao Ye has walked out of the original shadow and the past, so how to solve her brother's heart disease?

Zong Sanzuo's writing didn't want to deny his brother's idea, or in other words, he actually felt that his brother's idea was somewhat correct, but it was too pessimistic.

Unable to find a solution, we can only choose to be with us. At least, my brother will smile by our side. It is a sincere smile, with love for the brothers and pride for the brothers. This is Zong Sanzuo’s words The happiest thing.

Even though the rebirth this time was so unexpected, so unprepared, and even various accidents occurred, Zong San discovered more things during this period of time.

Brother, he actually likes to be with everyone, brother, he is actually very afraid of pain, brother, he actually... likes to be lively.

These are things he has never discovered, but they are also what he needs to thank Tsurumaru Kuninaga.

Although I still feel a little sorry, knowing that this is an expression of deep feelings, even knowing that Tsurumaru Kuninaga is actually paying attention to his brother subconsciously, even though the other party doesn't actually have too many other thoughts, Sozo still treats him With such an uncomfortable feeling.

Yes, upset.

No one would have thought, not even Zong Sanzuo's writing at the beginning, that he would be so clingy to his brother.

——I want to sleep with my brother, so that I can be sure that my brother is safe at night.

——I want to keep my brother away from Tsurumaru, so that my brother's eyes will be more focused on himself and Saya.

——I want my brother not to place too much emphasis on Jiang Xuezhengzong, so that the most important relatives in my brother's heart are himself and Xiaoye.

He would pull on his elder brother's sleeve, imitating Xiao Ye's cuteness, so that his elder brother would agree to his request.

He would also forcefully grab his elder brother's hand, forcing him to go to the room, and he would complete the hand entry while being stared at by him.

Zong San Zuowen sighed softly, looking at Jiang Xue Zuowen not far away, it seemed that Zuowen still had no intention of recovering, and slowly walked forward, walking all the way in front of the other party, Jiang Xue regained his senses as if he had just woken up look to yourself.

Without asking what his brother was thinking just now, Zong Sanzuo just smiled lightly, hiding what he was watching from afar, "Why are you sitting here, brother? I saw him like this as soon as I came in."

Jiang Xue Zuowen gently shook his head, his eyes paused for two seconds on Zongsan Zuowen's thin clothes, he took off his white fur, carefully shook off the snowflakes and cherry petals left above, he gently Put Zong San in white fur, and then drag him into the room.

Signaling him to sit at the table with her eyes, Jiang Xue took out a tea set and carefully brewed tea.

The wintersweet placed on the table was slightly hanging from the branches, as if it was about to wither, so he went to the courtyard to fetch new plum branches to replace the wintersweet in the single vase.

In the white saucer, a few plum blossoms are dotted on it, and the white porcelain teacup with the handle carved with plum blossoms is even more elegant.

The light green tea was poured into the teacup, and the heat gradually turned into white smoke and floated in the air. Zong San Zuowen held the teacup in both hands, feeling a wave of warmth, not only from the palm of his hand, but also from the heart.

The feet were wrapped by Jiang Xue with a warm towel, and the elder brother actually noticed the frozen red toes that he hadn't noticed. It has to be said that Zong San was moved by this, and even more saddened by it.

Brother is so good, but he is too emotional to get out of those predicaments.

Zong San Zuowen cast his eyes on the snow scene outside the door. The footprints he had stepped on had already been covered by snowflakes, leaving no trace. A more powerful chill came.

It's just that the chill has dissipated a lot now.

He raised his hand and took a sip of the tea. Does the tea from his elder brother not taste good?

Shallowly raised the corners of his mouth, Zong San looked at Jiang Xue for a while, and then slowly said, "Brother, this snow is probably going to stop..."

Jiang Xue paused for a while while sipping tea, and then turned her gaze out of the window, recalling the time when Kikyo arrived at Honmaru as a god judge, she simply calculated, then nodded lightly, "Yeah, yes. Soon."

"Time flies so fast. In the blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed." Zong San Zuo Wenwen smiled, with nostalgic eyes in his eyes.

Back then, when I split half of my soul, I was waiting for my brother to come and take me away in the dense forest. I didn't expect that such a wish would come true in the end. Although there were many fluctuations in the middle, but in the end Still managed to move towards a more stable life.

There is not much difference between living in Honmaru and living in Gaotianyuan. In any case, it is a good choice.

Jiang Xue's blue eyes fluttered in her left words, "Very well, my younger brother exposed himself first, so can I directly point it out?"

He seemed to hesitate for a moment, and finally put the teacup on the saucer slowly, and said softly: "You are the original Zongsan and Xiaoye."

There was no doubt, let alone temptation, just stating a fact plainly.

"Did brother find out?" Zong San Zuowenwen blinked, and said playfully, "We have always been brother's younger brother."

"Obviously..." Jiang Xue rubbed her left-handed fingers against the wall of the teacup, and sighed softly. I don't know if she was lamenting her avoidance at the beginning, or sighing something, "You probably don't want to continue acting anymore, do you?" ?”

"Yeah, it's not what a good brother should do if he keeps lying to his elder brother." Zong San's left words raised the corners of his lips, "but it's enough, seeing so many interesting appearances of elder brother."

He shrugged his shoulders, took another sip of tea, and said slowly, "With my brother's intelligence, how can I not see it? It's just that my brother doesn't want to think about it. Since my brother won't leave here, we Naturally, it’s better to stay here.”

"Leave here?" Jiang Xuezuo's words were a little dazed, but Zong San didn't seem to intend to explain at all, so he ignored the question, and a few black lines slid down his forehead, "Did you learn badly? You didn't know it before." It's done like this."

Zongsan in the past was a very good boy! ! !

Zong San Zuowen put away his smile, looked down at the tea in the cup, and said in a low voice, "Who knows..."