break the barrier

"Jiyun, do you still remember the first birthday gift you gave me?"

"Yeah." Zhou Prison recalled for a moment, he drew a butterfly at that time.It's hard for Wei Xiao to recognize it as a butterfly and happily accept it.

"Then do you still remember, how did you tell me?"

Zhou Yu murmured for a while and didn't give an answer. Wei Xiao looked up and blushed again, "Why do you get shy when you get older? You know it's embarrassing to call a man a sister?"

"...No." It's not that the older he gets, the more shy he gets, but the older he gets, the more affectionate he becomes.

When he was a child, his mind was pure, and hugging Wei Xiao was like a child's closeness to an elder, but it doesn't work now, if he doesn't restrain himself, he might get out of hand.

Just like at that moment, Wei Xiao was leaning on his chest, looking up with a smile on his face, so he had to turn his head, "It's my sister."

Wei Xiao glanced at him, "I'm a sister and a butterfly, and it's against my will to call out to you as a teacher. Why do you like butterflies so much? You also said that you want to marry a long-lived butterfly—"

Wei Xiao suddenly shut up, he had long forgotten about that matter, and now he recalled it strangely, "Jiyun... You said there are long-lived butterflies in this world, how can there be?"

明显感觉到身后的周狱身子僵了一瞬，他想刨根问底，却又不敢，再多一句话出口就会把自己送到山尖上进退不得，最终也只是重新抓紧缰绳，“啊…你当年是跟我斗嘴说笑呢吧，不说了，赶路。”

The atmosphere was inexplicably awkward, Zhou Prison didn't dare to say a word, he was worried that Wei Xiao understood the meaning of his words, but now it was so uneven, explaining seemed to be sophistry, and not explaining seemed to be acquiescing.

Wei Xiao didn't say a word, and just ended the conversation in such a hurry, which made him feel very uneasy.

Having nothing to say all the way, we found an open place to camp. Wei Xiao took a cowhide water bag to feed Zhou Prison with water. Some water flowed down to his chin. Wei Xiao wiped it off with the back of his hand, which made Zhou Prison's ears red again.

Since the reunion, Zhou Yu's eyes wandered at every turn, his face turned red, and his ears turned red. Wei Xiao only thought that he had been separated for too long and had grown up again, and he was not used to getting close at first.

But today, on horseback, he put all his thoughts on another path, and there was always a flash of hope for a few moments, and he felt that Zhou Prison also had thoughts on him.

Tangled left and right, he wanted to speak out.

He didn't want to experience the regret five years ago again. Instead of watching Zhou Yu get married and have children with others in the future, he had to force a smile on his face. It's better to turn himself into a thorn in Zhou Yu's heart. If he doesn't get a good result, he won't get it. , It's better than dying in my heart without a problem.

He opened the bag he carried with him and showed it to Zhou Prison. Inside were several pieces of yellowed paper carefully folded, and there was also a piece of brocade with a small piece of paper wrapped in it, "Jiyun, do you remember this?"

On that small piece of paper was the mud butterfly brought back in Shengchun that year. After so many years, the mud dried up, melted into soil and scattered in the brocade, leaving a muddy mark on the piece of paper.

周狱眼睛都睁大了，那是他从破烂堆里勉强找出的一块白净纸片，小心翼翼地拿手指画出来的。

"And this." Wei Xiao made light movements, and slowly opened a few sheets of paper, the calligraphy practiced by Zhou Prison, the pictures he drew, and the news he handed over.

Now his eyes are erratic, and he secretly hides other people's handwriting. No matter what, he looks like a girl with a spring heart. He dare not tell Zhou Prison what he sleeps with in his arms at night, for fear of being disgusted.

"Jiyun, we have eaten and lived together since you were eight years old. I am your closest relative, am I not?"

"...Yes." Zhou Prison raised his left arm with great effort, and took over the calligraphy and painting from Wei Xiao's hand. Wei Xiao had kept it intact for so many years.

The dearest person, Zhou Yu smacked these four words. What Wei Xiao meant was that they are family members, so let him not have any wrong thoughts, right?

拿这些出来，是想让他看看卫潇对他们之间这份情谊多看重，让他别为了一点不上台面的感情给毁了，是么？

“学生知道了。”周狱低下头去，把纸张放下，用锦缎压好，怕这外头的风把这字迹连带着情谊给吹碎了。

He knelt down in front of Wei Xiao with a plop, "It's the students who are narrow-minded. The teacher treats me with great kindness. I shouldn't have dirty thoughts. The students must abide by their duties in the future and never go beyond the rules!"

Wei Xiao was immersed in the panic of confessing her heart, but after hearing this passage, she was at a loss. What is it all about? ! ?

"What do you think about me...?"

“我…我，我现在没有了！”

"Tsk, then what were your thoughts before?"

"Just, uh... the student knows his mistake!" Zhou Prison kowtowed, his voice flustered and aggrieved, "It is the student who is despicable and has failed the teacher's upbringing. Don't worry, teacher, I... I will move to another place tonight. From then on, Never...never...teacher..." He raised his head to look at Wei Xiao again, Wei Xiao's expression was blank, but he really couldn't make any promises, he didn't even want to move out, whether it was 16 old or now.

Wei Xiao's heart was beating fast, and he wanted Zhou Prison to get up first. Zhou Prison didn't listen, so he called him pitifully, so he simply knelt down and held Zhou Prison's face, "You have to leave after I say something, you speak clearly, you What are you thinking about me, huh?"

Zhou Yu clutched the corner of his clothes to this point. It made no difference whether he said it or not. If he missed this opportunity, he might never have it again. He turned his eyes back to look directly at Wei Xiao.

"I have the idea of ​​getting married with the teacher, and..." He took it as a broken pot, and since there was already a rift, it doesn't matter whether it is big or small, "and the "Book of Songs" thoughts."

He looked straight into Wei Xiao's eyes, whether disgusted or shocked, he wanted to see Wei Xiao's reaction.

But Wei Xiao actually held his face and smiled, and then the smile suddenly magnified in front of her eyes, and she had a soft touch on her lips.

"Old...teacher?!"

Wei Xiao was also a little embarrassed after kissing the man, hugged Zhou Prison, and lay on the man's shoulder, "Don't move away, okay? I can't sleep if you leave."

"...Okay...okay." Zhou Yu knelt on the ground stiffly, raised his left arm and lowered it, and finally moved his badly injured right arm with all his might, the pain really spread, but he smiled foolishly, it was not a dream, it was Really, "Teacher, I said everything, what about you..."

"What do you want to hear?"

"Hmm..." Zhou Yu licked his lips and muttered embarrassedly, "I don't want to hear anything, I want the teacher to kiss me again."

Wei Xiao scolded him a little rascal, but obediently raised his head and pecked at him, seeing Zhou Prison's idiotic smile slowly whispering into his ear, "I have the same thoughts as Ji Yun."