forgetting

The spring breeze in March is whirling, catkins are slowly flying all over the sky, far away, flying to the horizon.

The willow branches floated, and the figure of Jiuqing lying on the willow tree was looming, as if he was going to hide him intentionally.

The young man raised his head, and the black, small, chubby figure among the willow branches came into view.

The boy stopped, stopped, and smiled, his handsome face was as soft and warm as the warm wind in March.

Not only is he dressed in black, but his complexion is as black as the black clothes. From a distance, he looks like a big piece of black coal lying on a tree, but the young man thinks Jiuqing is so cute.

It is early spring and the earth is warming up.It is reasonable to change into a thinner spring clothes, but the little person in front of him is wrapped up like winter, just like wrapped in rice dumplings, it should be a ball, it is so cute, so round Want to rub it.

The young man tilted his head and thought, the mother and concubine seemed to have said that there was a child named Jiuqing in another courtyard before, but Jiuqing had been sick since he was a child, and he said he wanted to rest, so he didn't let himself be disturbed at will.It should be him who met today.

The boy's voice with a soft smile rang in Jiuqing's ear, "Are you Jiuqing's younger brother?"

Jiuqing was silent, but her tears were like breaking a dike.

After a long time, he opened his mouth, his small body trembling slightly, Jiuqing's voice was hoarse and slightly choked, and he called out to the young man, "...Jiang...Lingxuan?"

Jiuqing will never forget that figure from a thousand years ago.

If it was Xiao Jue who cut off all his affection for the world, then Jiang Lingxuan was the one who renewed this affection.

I thought that my heart had been ashamed for thousands of years, but I didn't want to at least have some warmth for this person.

The old friend of the past is no longer there, he practiced in closed doors, and he is among the immortals. After a thousand years, he does not know where the old friend will go.

Except for the bloody fox fur, the rest of Jiuqing owed him only one person.

Jiuqing didn't understand, and after thinking about it for thousands of years, he still couldn't figure out why he risked his life to save him.If you are just afraid of harming your Yin virtue, there is no need to do so. Since you already know it, you must have already made a perfect plan before then.

When I saw him smiling gently towards me, when I saw him being pierced into my heart fiercely by a knife, when I heard that soft goodbye in the next life, thinking about it now, my heart still hurts.

The gentle eyebrows and eyes like that day, and the gentle words like that day.Memories of the past are heavy, and standing under the willow tree is still the handsome boy from that day.

"Jiang Lingxuan...?" The young man smiled, "Could it be that you have climbed too high and can't get down, do you want this person to carry you down?"

After a pause, he continued, "My name is Chuhan, Liu Chuhan, you can call me brother."

"This tree is quite tall. I don't know how you climbed it." Chu Han smiled, and after a lot of effort, he climbed up the fence, rolled up his sleeves, and climbed up.

"Yo, it's quite a climb. Don't move... just lie there and don't move. I'll carry you down later."

Jiuqing lay on the tree, staring blankly at Chuhan.

It took a lot of effort for Chu Han to finally climb up to Jiuqing's position, and teased, "I haven't practiced for a long time, but recently my ability to climb trees has become much less familiar."

He took out a handkerchief from his bosom again, and wiped away the tears on Jiuqing's face carefully, "Come on, don't cry, what does it look like for a big man to cry every day, brother, come and carry you down."

Chuhan looked at Jiuqing in front of him, although he was wearing round clothes, but Jiuqing was very thin, with thin hands and a small black face exposed.

Chuhan put his arms around Jiuqing, wanting to hug him, but with a sudden effort, he almost failed to hug him. Chuhan was happy, "It's early spring, how many clothes are you wearing?" He reached out and pinched, Unexpectedly, I haven't pinched the meat yet, and joked, "It's a good thing you can climb up the tree, hahahahahaha."

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