The return of petitions

Xue Yang didn't refuse him either, and ate the food as soon as he took it, and he didn't forget to ask him halfway through, "Is there any water?" His tone was not polite at all.

Wei Wuxian didn't care too much, he took the water bottle and unplugged it before handing it to him.

Xue Yang's hands were tied, and he took the water bag with great difficulty and threw it on his head. The clear water burst out and poured over his face, some even rushed in through his nose, choking Xue Yang to cough repeatedly, and the water splashed out of his eyes.

"Can't you slow down?" Wei WuXian helplessly reached out and patted him on the back, calming down the anger for him.

Xue Yang was so startled by his actions that he even forgot to drink water, staring at him in a daze, his mind became confused for a while.

At such a young age, Xue Yang fought and scolded people, snatched food from wild dogs, and snatched nests from beggars. Things are getting better and better.In Xue Yang's world, there has never been any distinction between right and wrong, black and white, good and evil, as long as he likes, killing and releasing people is all in one thought.

Wei Wuxian's act of patting him on the back is very common, but when Xue Yang comes here, it is extremely shocking-no one has ever patted him on the back, this kind of gentle warmth, Xue Yang is the first in his life Second experience.

Seeing Xue Yang staring blankly at him, Wei Wuxian felt inexplicable, and asked, "What's the matter? You feel uncomfortable after eating too fast?" Thinking of how badly he choked just now, he couldn't help but blamed him: " It is said that you should not eat so fast, and no one is robbing you, and you are not the one who is wolfing down and choking. "

Xue Yang suddenly came back to his senses, and randomly stuffed the water bag back into Wei Wuxian's hands, not caring about spilling the water, and said rudely, "Who told you to pretend to be kind, you're boring." Give Wei Wuxian another look.

Wei Wuxian smiled and put the water bag at Xue Yang's feet, got up and left.

After the man had walked a certain distance, Xue Yang stopped and looked at his back. There was a faint light in his eyes, but no one knew what he was thinking.

Wei Wuxian's special treatment of Xue Yang is not only known by Xue Yang himself, but also by everyone who travels along the way. It's just that although he has taken care of Xue Yang several times, he has never done anything too outrageous, so other people don't see it. He didn't care too much, but secretly wondered why Wei Wuxian, who came from a famous family, was so kind to Xue Yang, that street gangster?

At night, Wei Wuxian was standing under the tree lost in thought, Xiao Xingchen walked over, looked up at the bright moon in the sky, and said with a smile, "I haven't seen such a beautiful moonlight for a long time."

"Little Martial Uncle." Wei WuXian saluted and said, "Moonlight shines every night, why does Little Martial Uncle say it's been a long time?"

Xiao Xingchen turned his head to look at Wei Wuxian, and said in a very gentle tone, "I crossed three provinces to capture Xue Yang for more than three months, traveling day and night without stopping for a moment, that's why I missed this beautiful moonlight."

Wei WuXian immediately understood what he meant, and after a long silence, he said, "Is the little uncle blaming me for taking too much care of Xue Yang?"

Xiao Xingchen smiled and shook his head: "Whoever you want to take care of is naturally your freedom, how can others take the blame." Pausing for a while, he continued: "Just you should know that Xue Yang has an extraordinary heart, he regards human life as worthless , In the past three months, I have tried many times to persuade him to surrender, but he has never succeeded. He is only fifteen or sixteen years old and has already taken many lives. In the end, it is still difficult to persuade the villains to turn back."

Wei WuXian frowned slightly upon hearing this, but still patiently waited for Xiao XingChen to finish speaking, then smiled slightly: "Little Master Lao, remember, since we've already reached this point, I might as well speak up. "

Seeing Xiao Xingchen nodded and listened earnestly, Wei Wuxian continued, "Both my parents died when I was five years old, and I was taken to Yunmeng by Uncle Jiang when I was seven and a half years old. There were nearly two years in between." Slowly said: "It's with Xue Yang."

Xiao Xingchen was astonished, but did not interrupt.

"I picked him up on the side of the road in Yuzhou City at that time. He was bullied by a group of wild children. He couldn't even speak, he only knew how to cry." Wei Wuxian recalled it now, it was so long in the past, when the memory surfaced Still feeling a throbbing pain in my heart: "I have no relatives with him, and I have lived with him since then."

At that time, Wei Wuxian himself was still a child, and he had to bring a child who was half his age with him. He had no fixed place to live, and he often picked up food and was bullied by other beggars from time to time. One can imagine the hardships people have suffered.

"He and I are helpless, so we are each other's reliance. He is very obedient, sensible, and never cries with me when he is hungry, cold, and sleepy. He must keep whatever food he gets after hard work. Half of it." Wei WuXian stretched out his hand to touch his heart, his eyes were slightly red, he hated himself for not waiting a few more days when he left, and blamed himself for forgetting the past, leaving Xue Yang alone to suffer in this world.

"That day in the Chang Mansion, the little uncle tore his clothes, revealing the diamond-shaped scar on his chest... that was left by him to save me. The bamboo branch went straight into the flesh, and it was almost an inch away. heart……"

When he said this, Wei WuXian couldn't think about it any more. All kinds of past overflowed into his heart, like poison and medicine. It's hard to breathe,

Xiao Xingchen sighed softly when he heard the words, he could understand Wei Wuxian's mood, and he also felt pity for his nephew and Xue Yang's unfortunate past, but he still felt that he had the responsibility to remind: "Nephew Wei has feelings in his heart, and he is ashamed." I naturally understand, but the current Xue Yang is no longer the boy in Yuzhou in the past. He behaves according to his preferences. It's hard to turn back!"

Wei Wuxian smiled lightly, shook his head and said, "There is no one who is born a villain in this world. If I had been by his side all the time, he would have grown up normally like other children, learning swordsmanship, calligraphy, and knowledge. "He said with a long sigh: "When he was seven years old, he suffered a catastrophe and lost his memory, as well as the severed finger on his left hand... I don't know what happened to him for so many years. It is a fact that he slaughtered Chang's family now, but Everything happens for a reason, I will not excuse him, nor will I rashly condemn him."

Xiao Xingchen didn't expect Wei Wuxian's mentality to be quite different from that of ordinary children from aristocratic families. He was more flexible, but also more persistent in his vision.

"So," Wei WuXian laughed, with resolute firmness hidden in his crooked brows, "No matter what, I won't leave Xue Yang alone."

Having said this, Xiao Xingchen knew that it would be useless to talk too much. Although he and Wei Wuxian were from the same family but just met, it was inconvenient to reprimand him too much, so he could only say: "Xue Yang carried nearly fifty lives of the Chang family on his back. In the impure world, there will be no return, if you want to protect him, I am afraid it will be very difficult."

"Let's take one step at a time." Wei Wuxian didn't worry about it. The solutions are all thought up by people, and you can't be trapped by problems. "Won't there be three trials first? Let's talk after the trials."

In short, we must save Xue Yang's little life.

Xue Yang always wondered why Wei Wuxian was so kind to him?

Xue Yang never believed that there would be people who are kind to another person for no reason in this world. At least he has never met a kind heart without purpose when he grows up. You also know that the last thing you need to live in this world is kindness. It doesn't matter if it doesn't make sense. The truth is that the fist is hard.

Xue Yang thought about it for a long time, but he couldn't figure it out. Apart from Yin Tie, there was nothing else worthy of other people's calculations. Wei Wuxian came from a famous family, and he still cares about a little hooligan?

So when Wei Wuxian came again, Xue Yang took the initiative to ask him: "Hey, since you have been with me for several days, why don't you tell me the truth, what exactly do you want to do?"

"En?" Wei Wuxian rubbed his forehead and chin, and asked back, "Didn't I tell you what I want to do?"

Xue Yang rolled his eyes directly, and said sarcastically, "The things you said these days can fill a room, who knows which of your words is true and which is false."

Wei Wuxian collected his expression and replied, "Everything I say is true."

Xue Yang gave him a smirk that was so bright that it was too bright, his expression was full of disbelief.

Wei Wuxian knew that he was extremely defensive, and he didn't think that just getting along with him for a few days would win his trust, but Xue Yang took the initiative to ask a question, so he seized the opportunity and said: "My purpose is simple and clear, you want to know my Of course I can tell you, but you have to answer my question first."

Xue Yang shrugged: "Ask!"

With such a long journey, Xue Yang is not afraid to have someone to accompany and talk to pass the time, no matter whether he has good intentions or malicious intentions.

"Why did you kill Chang's family?" Wei Wuxian asked slowly, as if to give Xue Yang time to think about whether or not to answer, and how to answer.

Xue Yang raised his lips to smile, the sun shining through the clouds fell on his face, forming a misty halo, that sweet smile reflected under the golden light, actually possessed a soul-stirring charm, so easy to see It makes the heart beat faster.

"Haven't I already said that, if you don't like it, just kill it." Xue Yang tilted his head, his harmless appearance was very deceptive, and his bright as stars eyes showed ignorant doubts: "It takes more time to kill someone." Is there a reason? As long as you can kill, kill if you want!"

"Nonsense, of course killing people requires a reason." Wei Wuxian couldn't help but want to punch him because of his inhuman logic, but seeing the innocence and innocence on his face—even though he knew it was a disguise, he still Soft-hearted and forced to suppress the impulse, he asked again: "Then let me ask you again, what happened to your left hand? How did you break your little finger?"

When Xue Yang was sneaking in the forest a few days ago, the two of them went through a few tricks. Wei Wuxian found that his left hand was not very flexible. He thought it was because of a broken little finger, but after careful observation for a long time, he found that the whole hand was not flexible. handy.

Xue Yang's complexion changed, his smile suddenly subsided, and a cold murderous intent suddenly appeared in his eyes. When he spoke again, his words were already filled with vicious anger: "Why, you also want to try the feeling of having a broken palm? You are so curious, how about Find a rock and throw it on your hands a few times, and experience it for yourself, so you don’t have to ask me all the time.”

The words were still not enough, and they scolded and reprimanded others only to make others think that Wei Wuxian had offended Xue Yang, so Nie Huaisang hurriedly stepped forward to pull him away and said, "Why are you asking him for nothing? Easy to deal with."

A disciple of the Nie family who couldn't stand it wanted to beat Xue Yang up, but Wei Wuxian stopped him, looked at Xue Yang who was still scolding with an angry face, and sighed softly: "Let him go, the harder you cover up, the more you can explain it." My heart... the pain is getting deeper."