[Infinite Stream] Destiny Rubik's Cube

Zhu Wenyun rang the bell, lit three sticks of incense, and put them in the rice bowl.

The smoke rose slowly, and the incense ash fell.

"Brother Wenyu, let's eat."

The girl's voice was much lower than those of her peers. After she called out, she pulled out a khaki paper money from the bottom of the food box, lit it and threw it out like no one else was there.The paper money swirls, rides the wind, falls into the pond, gets soaked by the rain before it burns, and floats incompletely on the water.

"Your brother..." Zhou Qi thought of the little boy with bright eyes and bright teeth, and was in a daze for a while.

"Drown." Zhu Wenyun's pale pink lips curled up in a sarcastic arc. The girl's appearance was a little plain. Like her mother, her eyebrows and hair were also lighter in color than ordinary people, but when she smiled like this, there was a sense of humor. With a different kind of bright and beautiful feeling, the whole person seemed to come alive in an instant, and even the words he said were full of vitality, "In the summer when he was ten years old, he fell into this small pond and drowned."

Then what they saw before... Xu Chi's eyes drifted to the pond.

The girl's vivid tone made people uncomfortable, and Zhou Qi was disgusted: "It sounds like you are quite happy?"

"No one will grab jujube cakes from me anymore." The girl wanted to laugh, but she got stuck in the middle of the laugh, so she kept the corners of her mouth up and down, which looked a little weird, she said sadly, "No one plays hide-and-seek with me anymore, I can't find him, it's a pity."

I don't know whether to say that she is pitiful or that her brother is pitiful.

Xu Chi looked at her coldly, and suddenly asked, "Did Zhu Wenyu slip and drown, or was someone pushed into the pond?"

Hearing this, Zhu Wenyun blinked, then turned to look at Xu Chi: "What do I know?"

She hung her neck, staring at the rippling water surface under the heavy rain, whispering: "I'm just a child."

After all, she took out a bamboo flute that was not exquisitely made from her waist, and played a cheerful, lively and childlike short song.

"This flute is a birthday present that Wenyu personally made for me when he was ten years old." Zhu Wenyun's brows were filled with sadness that didn't match her age, "I am the same age as him, and my birthday comes from the beginning to the end of the year. It's too extravagant and wasteful to celebrate two birthdays every year, so they merged into one, only the one that surpasses Wenyu's."

"Wenyu is afraid that I will be sad, so he makes a little thing for me every year. His hands are very clumsy, and everything he does is ugly, but I like this flute very much. The piece just now was the first one I learned. Nursery rhymes are also Wen Yu's brother's favorite. If he is unhappy, as long as I play him a ditty, he will be happy."

"Oh, it's a pity that he is only ten years old..."

The elder sister babbled about little things about her younger brother, her tone couldn't say how nostalgic she was, but it was touching enough.If it had been two soft-hearted listeners, they might have been scrambling to comfort her.

But Xu Chi and Zhou Qi just watched coldly, neither interrupting nor answering.

Stay boring.

After delivering the meal, Zhu Wenyun packed the food box, dusted off the incense ash on the table, and left slowly.

The bell rang, and under the gray rain, the conspicuous red umbrella was dazzling red.

"Did you smell it?" Xu Chi said, "She has a special smell."

"Well, it's like some pungent mineral powder, with a little alcohol smell." Zhou Qi scratched his head, "I should have smelled it somewhere, but I can't remember it for a while."

"It's okay, I'll always remember."

Zhou Qi and Xu Chi didn't leave, they stood and sat, waiting in the pavilion for a while.

Sure enough, Zhu Wenyu still came.

The young man was still the same as the last time we met, with a vermilion-based silver mouse coat, pigtails, and hundred-year-old locks. He came in the rain but didn't get any water on his body. The first sentence he said was: "She is a ghost."

Xu Chiduo glanced at the silver lock around his neck: "What?"

"She's not my sister." Zhu Wenyu said firmly, "She's a ghost."

Zhou Qi smiled and asked, "What about you?"

"Of course I'm human." Zhu Wenyu feigned anger and glared at him, "What's wrong with your eyes?"

Zhou Qi scratched the tip of his nose: "Xing Ba, there is something wrong with my eyes."

"Why do you say she is a ghost?" Xu Chi asked.

"You ask me?" The boy held his toes high and looked at people with his nostrils. "I'm just a child, what can I say!"

Xu Chi & Zhou Qi: ... They really are siblings.

Zhou Qi could see that these drama npcs didn't have any good things, and they became more expressive than the other when they started to play, and when they came to the key issues, they all became gourds with their mouths sawn!

Zhu Wenyu sat down, and Xu Chi found some irregularities, such as the veins on the boy's left hand were bruised and black, and the back of his neck was covered with black lines.

"Do you always play here?" Xu Chi asked.

"They don't play with me anymore." Zhu Wenyu looked a little frustrated, "The adults have their own things to do, and only my sister is with me every day. We often play hide-and-seek here, and sometimes my aunt will also accompany me. But she's always unhappy."

"Aunt?" Xu Chi caught the key word, "You mean Su?"

"She is good-looking and treats me very well." Zhu Wenyu looked innocent, "I look like my father. She said she liked it very much. She always said that I am not her own son. She is very pitiful, mother said. She can't have children, and she can't be a mother for the rest of her life."

It turned out that Su Shi still suffered from infertility.

The child was pure and kind, and Xu Chi's voice softened unconsciously: "Then who gave you your longevity lock?"

"It's grandma." Zhu Wenyu was surprisingly well-behaved, ready to answer any questions, holding up the silver lock around his neck, "Cheng Po said that my life is doomed, and I have to wear this thing to avoid disasters, and I can't leave my body for a moment. "

"Did you take it off later?" Xu Chi stroked Zhu Wenyu's head, and turned his hand to see that the palm was covered with mud.

"Yes." Zhu Wenyu raised his small face, blackness appeared in the white of his blue eyes, "Just once."

Back at Datong Shop, Jiang Yu came up to meet him after blowing the cowhide, and smiled like a dog leg: "Brother Zhou and Brother Xu, where did you go to enjoy the rain?"

Zhou Qi looked tired: "I have a date with the drowning ghost."

Xu Chi also looked gloomy: "I saw a ghost."

"Ah?" Jiang Yu felt that he had only disappeared for a while, and he was out of touch with the brainwaves of the two big brothers, and protested, "Can you say something easy to understand?"

The two bosses gave him the same glance, put the quilt on the bed, and went to sleep.

Jiang Yu: IQ is not enough, I feel excluded QAQ!

In the early morning of the next day, Zhu Xiao, who disappeared overnight, came back in a daze.

As soon as he stepped through the threshold, a group of servants rushed up, yelling, tied him up, and threw him into the middle hall.

When Mrs. Zhu heard that the son who murdered her brother would still have the face to return, she forced herself to get up, leaning on crutches, and was escorted out of the room by Mrs. Min.

"where did you go?"

In the middle hall, the Zhu family's mistress sat in the grand teacher's chair, her majestic bearing could not conceal her haggard and sick appearance.

Zhu Xiao knelt down in the hall, with a few dead leaves mixed in his messy temple hair, and his clothes were tattered. He had long since lost his previous proud posture. His chapped lips wriggled and he said hoarsely, "Chishan."