【Wind Sparrow】Plum Sparrow

Steal greengage and push sick wine.Linger for a long time.When a pair of swallows return.

For the people who came to Xianshan, the life here can be said to be very free and easy, sometimes even to the point of panic.

After all, they are all people who have died once, no matter how big the grievances are, they can't afford to settle them again.If you really don't like each other, it's a big deal that you live in Tiannan and I live in Haibei, and we will never meet again.After all, for people who have already left the world, how can it be more important for an enemy to have relatives and friends?

But for Benji-kun...

He really didn't feel much about everything in Xianshan, because he couldn't even tell whether he was in a dream or not.

Here, his happiness is at a loss, and his depression is also at a loss.

Ben Xi-kun opened his eyes wide, staring at the curtain on the top of the bed in a daze.The fine crystal dust particles are still flying, and the bright morning light seeps in from behind the veil, slowly and gently covering this square inch of land.He kept lying flat, turned his neck slightly and tilted his head, and Du Wuyu Anran's sleeping face bumped into his eyes without warning.

Benji-kun stared at this face quietly, his heart beating calmly.

They were very close, lying on a pillow, their black and light blue hair intertwined with each other, spread out on the bed, like a dim sky.Du Wuyu turned his face sideways to him, as if he was in a deep sleep with his head buried in his neck. On this side of Bian Xijun's face, the tips of their noses almost touched each other.

Du Wuyu's breathing was long and undulating.

But Bian Xijun was immersed in his breathing, but he didn't even dare to move his nose.

He first stared at Du Wuyu's brows that were deeply imprinted because of frowning all the year round, and then held his breath to look at the face that had been burned in his heart several times.

Waking up from the dream, Du Wuyu was beside Ben Xijun.

Just thinking about this sentence brought a sweet taste like caramel sugar, and Mr. Benxi couldn't help but want to taste it, but he was afraid that it was just a thin layer of sugar coating, and before he could taste a trace of sweetness, It will expose the sour core.So he could only endure it—rather than face the loss and pain of waking up from a dream, it would be better to stay in the dream forever, even if it cannot be touched, it would be good to smell the sweetness.

Because even if all of this is just a dream, it is the most beautiful dream Benji-kun has ever had.

Not long after Bian Xijun came to Xianshan, he and Du Wuyu staged a farewell scene in front of other people's reincarnation road. The two cried and laughed in front of everyone, their minds went blank, and they stuffed adult food into the mouths of the surrounding crowd. Tons of dog food without knowing it, was finally dragged and stuffed back into the house by Tianyu and Xuanxiao who rushed over after hearing the news.

Thanks to Jiu Shenlian for the little bit of camaraderie left in his heart, so that Bian Xijun and Du Wuyu did not die at the hands of angry singles.

But when Bian Xijun came back to his senses, he found that he had shared the same dormitory with Du Wuyu in a daze, and recalled his words and actions at that time... He wished he could really turn into a peacock and hide his face Get under the wings and never come out.

Therefore, in view of these various reasons, Mr. Bianxi never left his home and stayed at home to grow mushrooms.Du Wuyu knew that he was thin-skinned, so he let him go, but he wanted to stay in the room with Mr. Bianxi, but for some reason, the two of them were always relatively silent.Mr. Bian Xi was always in a trance, and his former eloquence disappeared without a trace, leaving only a stone statue sitting silently facing a dark corner every day.

Although the two of them shared the same bed every night, they seemed to be farther apart. Whenever Du Wuyu wanted to get closer, the expression of Bian Xijun was always fleeting and unnatural.That trace of stiffness was like lightning in the night, flashing by, yet shocking.When Du Wuyu wanted to see more clearly, he could only see the docile and gentle appearance of Bian Xijun with his eyes downcast.

Those pair of peacocks hide the sincerity of Mr. Bianxi, so close but so hard to touch.

Du Wuyu didn't know the reason, and was worried in his heart. He thought about all kinds of reasons, but he couldn't figure it out. In the end, a cold thought crossed his heart unexpectedly—couldn't Mr. Bianxi like this? ?

Du Wuyu clearly remembered that Bian Xijun originally wanted to let go of everything and reincarnate, but he was the one who forced people to stay.If Bian Xijun has really let go of everything, isn't it because he is making things difficult for others and forcing Bian Xi Jun to stay for him?

He stared at Ben Xi-kun's side face for a long time, but he couldn't ask "Why are you unhappy".

There are so many things in his heart that he wants to say to Mr. Bian Xi, why can't he say a word.

Bian Xi-kun has always been good at concealing what he thinks in his heart, and he must be able to come up with 1 convincing reasons to convince him.But if Bian Xijun said frankly and said "really unwilling", how should he deal with himself?

In the past, it was always Bian Xijun's mind to speculate about the misfortune, but now it is Du Wuyu's concern for Bian Xijun.

How should he treat Mr. Bianxi, how should he get along with Mr. Bianxi... He was worried day and night, but he was only worried about one person.

Love begets fear, this is really good.

Du Wuyu is not a person with an exquisite mind, and he is really not good at being tactful and roundabout when dealing with problems.Thinking to no avail by himself, he resolutely chose to seek help from others.

From a conscience point of view, Du Wuyu is not a fool, at most he has a solid mind, so he is easy to be calculated by others, but sometimes, his logic will go a little bit off, and he will come to dumbfounding conclusions.Therefore, when Xuan Xiao saw Du Wuyu who came to visit and heard the purpose of this person's visit clearly, a trace of blankness appeared on his usually calm and domineering face.

"What did you say?" Xuan Xiao has never felt that speaking is such a difficult thing, "Can you say it again?"

"I said," Du Wuyu's complexion was as usual, but his ears were flushed, his eyes flickered, and his heart felt uneasy, "I would like to ask, how did you communicate with Tianyu..."

"Enough!" Jiu Shenlian couldn't bear to listen, and couldn't help interrupting the conversation between the two.

Facing the comrades who used to share the same road but parted ways, Jiu Shenlian also has mixed feelings in his heart.But no matter what the ending is, she has never regretted everything she has done.Looking at Du Wuyu's serious expression, she understood that he came to ask sincerely, and for some reason, she suddenly felt relieved——

——The three of them have never changed.

Jiu Shenlian, Bian Xijun, and Huo Fengxing are still the same as they were when they met and became sworn brothers. No matter how turbulent the situation is, even if life and death are at an end, no one changes, and no one deviates from his original heart.

Her throat was a little suffocated, but her tone was as arrogant and reserved as ever:

"Disaster prevails, the answer you really want is in your own heart."

There are some things that only your heart can answer.

When Du Wuyu woke up from his sleep, he was dazed for a moment, and when his vision gradually became clear, he saw Mr. Ben Xi leaning halfway on the bed, looking sideways at the morning scenery outside the window.

He was wearing a white singlet, his long hair was quietly bent down on his shoulders, the hazy morning light flowed on his side face and the ends of his hair, converging into a silent river—from the corner of Ben Xijun’s lips and cheeks , meandering all the way into the bottom of Du Wuyu's heart.

Waking up from the dream, Bian Xijun was beside Du Wuyu.

What an unimaginable scene this was in the past, but now it is so common, it happens every day, it seems to be a matter of course.

Bian Xi-kun's expression was very calm, and seemed to be somewhat imperceptibly bewildered.

The holy inquisitor who stands against the sea and sails is always gorgeous and incomparable. He holds the peacock finger in the right hand and breaks the seal in the left hand. His eyes are full of holy and pious light. He looks down on all living beings from above. Just looking at the hem of his clothes is enough to make one feel ashamed .But now he has taken off his fine clothes, leaning quietly on the head of the bed, with his hands unconsciously covered by the quilt, he looks like he just got out of a dream, and his whole body is enveloped in a peaceful atmosphere, which makes people unwilling. disturb.

Du Wuyu had known for a long time that Bian Xijun had a very good-looking face, but he also knew that he hadn't looked at Bian Xijun's face for a long time.

He can't even imagine that the land of sailing against the sea is now just within arm's reach of him, quietly lost in thought—he has a fair complexion, some cute baby fat on his cheeks, and the golden morning light hangs on his slender and thick eyelashes, After removing the beads blocking the side of his face, Benji-kun looked more like a shy young man.

After a long time has passed, Mr. Benxi has not changed at all.

Along the way, they have experienced a lot, but fortunately, each other has not changed.

Du Wuyu turned sideways and stretched out a hand, and slowly covered the back of Bian Xijun's hand. The temperature under his palm was a bit cold, so he clenched that hand a little more.

Bian Xi-kun was staring out of the window, and subconsciously wanted to pull his hand back, but in the end he tried his best to hold back the movement, stiffened half of his body and whispered: "You're awake."

"Well," Du Wuyu sat up and tightened the clothes on Bian Xijun, "The morning dew is cold, be careful to catch a cold."

Bian Xijun turned his head uncomfortably, avoiding Du Wuyu's breath: "No, I've been awake for a long time."

Besides, I have died once, so what if I get sick?

Du Wuyu noticed his stiffness, sighed in his heart, but kept moving. After straightening his collar, he put a long gown on Bian Xijun's shoulders, and then turned himself out of the bed, and went I went to wash up.

Ben Xi-kun listened to his movements without moving, until he heard the sound of closing the door, he secretly raised his eyes.He stretched his fingers several times and clenched his fist.He twisted his body, the coat on his shoulders suddenly slipped off, the back of Ben Xijun's neck felt cold, his whole body shivered, he hurriedly grabbed the coat and hugged it into his arms.

He buried his face in the clothes and took several deep breaths before the coolness on his body finally faded away.

The days in Xianshan are as calm as water, and it is the end of spring and early summer in a blink of an eye. The spring flowers are in full bloom, and the summer flowers are also forming buds one after another. It is a good time to go out and enjoy the scenery.

Bian Xijun hid in the house for most of the spring, but was finally dug out from the corner by Du Wuyu, holding hands like a child, and dragged him into the harmonious spring.

He still wanted to refuse, but Du Wuyu sat by the bed and whispered to persuade him to go out as soon as he came back from the wash.The water on the man's face hadn't been wiped clean, his temple hair was wet on his cheeks, his eyelashes were also wet, his eyes were calm and serious, and he could only hold his own reflection.

How could Mr. Bian Xi stand up to Du Wuyu's gaze? He immediately threw away his helmet and armor, covered Du Wuyu's face with the quilt, and jumped out of bed barefoot to wash up.

Du Wuyu was smeared by the quilt all of a sudden, and remembered the red tips of Bian Xijun's ears when he fled in a desert, and couldn't help laughing while making the bed.

...Ben Xijun...

He stacked the quilts that still had the smell of the two of them neatly, and slowly pressed the palm of his hand over the soft fabric texture, and then he chuckled and shouted in a low voice:

"Ben Xijun..."

——TBC——