Water lanterns and dreams in 1 nights

He threw the last two pieces of split wood into the woodpile, and said to himself, "It will take about a month." He turned to me and said, "The plum blossoms in the back mountain are blooming just right. It's not cold today. You might as well go and see them." Look. But there are many pilgrims who come to offer incense during the day, so you should not be the only one going to Houshan."

"Well, I'll go for a walk after dinner."

He nodded and added: "The weather is so good, there must be many stars at night, enough to illuminate the mountains."

"Can I see plum blossoms at night?"

"It shouldn't be a problem, it's even cleaner." Yan Wu said, "Shall we go for a walk together tonight?"

I thought it was okay, so I agreed.

"Aren't you sick and still recovering?"

"As long as you stay short, you'll be fine."

Yan Wu transported the firewood to the firewood room, and talked to me one after another. I stood to bask in the warmth. After a while, Xiuwen came out of the room and asked me what I was doing at night. I replied that I was going to the back mountain to see plum blossoms. When asked why this idea came up suddenly, I said it was inspired by martial aversion.His enthusiasm seemed to have faded a bit, but he was counted as the only one at night, and he was bored in the room.

How could I fail to see that he felt bad for my martial-weary approach.Yanwu's speaking skills are naturally better than his brother's. He didn't invite me to appreciate the plum blossoms at night, but he used words to guide me to agree to his invitation step by step. I don't understand.Deliberately kissing one party and staying away from the other party, this kind of superficial provocative technique is enough for Xiuwen, and the sadder he is, the more he wants to hide the sadness of being neglected, the more funny I am.Such a comparison is indeed better than my own Chinese New Year Coke.

The weather was extremely warm that night, and my itchy throat seemed to have forgotten the discomfort since I was sick, and my body and mind were relaxed, and almost no problems.Yan Wu held a lamp and walked in the front to lead the way, I walked in the middle, Xiuwen was a few steps behind me, on a not so narrow road, Xiuwen caught up and walked side by side with me, his sleeves rubbed against mine, his hands There was fluffy heat, I moved my hands away, he leaned closer, and asked quietly: "When did you two become so intimate?"

"Nothing like that."

"Then why did you come when he asked you to come to Houshan? We've known each other for a long time, and you didn't say you would take me with you."

"Even if you don't tell me, you will come by yourself." I stumbled over a small stone, and Xiuwen hurriedly supported me.I said that he didn't mention where we were going together in the morning, not that I would definitely not go out with him.

"Then, to prove it, you will go down the mountain with me tomorrow!"

"What are you doing?"

"The pillow in the guest room is not comfortable, we will buy you a new one."

I haven't replied yet, Yan Wu said that he has a newly bought good pillow in his room, which is not yet used, and he can give it to me later, Xiuwen immediately fell silent.

Situations like this have happened many times, like Xiuwen's mouth switch is in the hands of his elder brother, and Yan Wu will flip the switch, and his usual babbling words are immediately blocked by the dam.I'm interested in trying to fathom the psychology of this behavior.

Is it the guilt of revenge for his brother who endured torture, the habit of obeying his orders since childhood, or the fear that he almost died at the hands of the other party?The subtle emotions in it have become the flavoring agent of my life, and I have increasingly shown a bad taste, that is, to observe other people's behavior from the sidelines.The defect of not being able to empathize spiritually has turned into an advantage in this hobby. No matter what kind of appalling and shocking actions anyone makes, I can try to understand them logically instead of being trapped in disgust, rejection and other emotions like ordinary people. , unable to see the whole picture.

Since they refused to stay away all the way, I logically stood in the observation position of the two brothers, watched coldly, without sympathy or guilt, and was quite willing to make waves in it.

I walked a few steps quickly and caught up with Yanwu, Xiuwen slowly fell behind, I don't know if I was angry.Dozens of steps forward, standing on the hillside and looking down, the silver moonlight is as bright as a waterfall, evenly sprinkled on the plum trees all over the mountain.

Xiuwen lagged behind, Yanwu held the lantern, and watched the scenery quietly with me.

He sighed, "The moonlight is so beautiful today."

I responded, "Plum blossoms are also blooming beautifully."

"If a fire is lit here to ignite the whole forest, and the light of the fire and the moonlight merge into one, the plum blossoms must be more beautiful."

"It would be nice to stay here and open again next year."

"We shouldn't be here next year." Yan Wu said, "It's better to let it stay tonight."

"That's what I said." On the tree I was looking at, a plum blossom fell clumsily, "It's better to keep it."

Only then did Xiuwen catch up.

Maybe it was the moonlight that night was so good, maybe it was the false warmth that aroused the long-awaited concern in his heart, Xiuwen was touched, and sat down on the hillside, not caring that his pants were stained with dirt, and looked at the sky, the slope The red plums under the sun looked at us last, and took out a stalk from his sleeve.The beautiful music swept over the heights of Meilin with the wind and scattered into the clear and clear air. He blew a tune of homesickness.

72. Twins 10

I didn't see Yanwu and Xiuwen during the meal in the morning on the first day of junior high school. The abbot told me that they went to the back mountain again, and I walked there after a while.Two people are competing in the plum grove, unlike the traditional image of two swordsmen fighting with swords, the silver light is shining, and the flowers are falling; the two brothers unbuttoned their upper robes and took off their two sleeves, because the belt was still tied, and the upper The robes hang down at the waist like lower garments, and the two men bend over relative to each other, like two antelopes fighting, competing purely with brute force and skill.

I sat on the slope and looked down, and observed that Yan Wu's martial arts and skills were superior. At the beginning, Xiu Wen was far behind him, but unfortunately his stamina didn't seem very good.In the last wrestling, my strength weakened and I was almost knocked down by Xiuwen. He quickly adjusted his figure and still threw Xiuwen to the ground to win. Then he stopped, said something to Xiuwen, and the latter folded A section of plum branch began to gesture.

I was very interested, wondering if it was a weakness of his, or just a momentary oversight.

Yan Wu sat down next to me, his temples were half wet, and his handsome face was covered with a layer of water stains. He lazily put his hands into his sleeves and put on his shirt, asking me how I felt.

"Very wonderful."

He smiled, apologized, and said, "I'm sorry for making you see such an unseemly look. I'm teaching Wenjianshu. There was a sudden change in the family back then, and he failed to learn the family swordsmanship. It looks so tired and lazy, it’s impossible not to pick it up now.”

I said, "You laugh a lot."

"Can't I? Am I not worthy to laugh?"

"I think it's rare that you can recover immediately after going through such a painful day. I admire you."

"Compared to the past, I would rather look to the future."

These words are quite positive, but they don't fit his temperament very much. He hates force and tries to make himself look bright and bright. In fact, I think he often keeps some small things in his heart and saves them for later.What's more, the pain he experienced was far beyond human tolerance, and it was impossible to forget it immediately.

I asked him to answer me a question honestly.

"For you, what kind of person is Xiuwen?"

Yanwu turned his eyes to Xiuwen, "He is my younger brother."

"Other than that, what do you think of him?"

"You want to hear the truth?"

"certainly.

He squinted his eyes and observed my expression, "If it wasn't for my brother, he would be a worthless cripple."

He stared straight at me, as if expecting me to look angry at my friend being offended, so that he could taunt, "You're the one to hear the truth." Suppose I have a good friend and suppose I Only when my nerves are normal can I show anger. I don't meet one of the two conditions, so I just said "oh" flatly.

"I thought Xiuwen was your friend."

"If one-sided friendships can be established, so be it."

"Why didn't you chase him away?"

This time it's my turn to look at him with a smile: "Did I tell you not to follow me even if I didn't?"

Yanwu also said "oh", without mentioning the matter of letting me go, he said: "You saved us both, and I haven't thanked you properly yet." Beauty, or you want to learn martial arts, it doesn't matter."

"What kind of martial arts?"

"It depends on your interest."

"I heard that it needs to be practiced from childhood."

"As long as you want. Of course," he pointed to his brother in practice, "it's definitely not as good as learning it since childhood. Don't look at Xiuwen, but he is in good health and doesn't get sick easily."

He is fighting for me.

It is impossible to believe that Wu Yan has any deep affection and friendship for me. The reason why he insisted on following me in the first place should be on Xiuwen.Otherwise, I am a wanderer myself, and there is no need for him to insist on walking with me.He acted like that because he saw that I was familiar with Xiuwen. The more Xiuwen valued me, the more he valued me. The tool of the contest.

This is very strange.On the surface, distaste for martial arts is better than Xiuwen in every way, but he has to be so fussy and berate Xiuwen with words at every turn, making Xiuwen feel worthless even more.I guessed: Maybe he wants to maintain a sense of superiority in front of his younger brother, and cannot allow Xiuwen anything he doesn't have, such as a good friend.Even if I'm not really Xiuwen's friend.He left for a trip, with a sense of crisis, for fear that we would be too close and abandon him.

I wanted to see what he would do, so I called him: "Xiao Wu."

"Why is it suddenly called this name?"

"That's the name you told me in the first place."

He suddenly said: "Seeing that you and Xiuwen have such a good relationship, I almost forgot that we met first." He asked softly, "What's the matter?"

"Let's play a game." I suggested, "When it's just us