He Xichen [Quick Transmigration]

Dark clouds disturbed the gloomy sky, and the blackness seemed to be about to collapse.The rain fell drop by drop on the messy leaves, and the rustling rain slanted down, wetting the shoulders of hurried pedestrians.

Jun Changsi bought a pack of salt in the supermarket. Seeing the feasting and feasting in the gray wind and rain, he took out a box of Furong Wang from his pocket, lit the cigarette butt with a lighter, and the white smoke only went back and forth in his throat, and he sighed slowly. General exhalation.He doesn't smoke in front of Jun Zi'an, for fear of teaching bad children.

[I'll take a sip too. ] He Xichen said.

"Don't pass your lungs," Jun Changsi flicked the ash into the trash can, "I want to live a few more years."

He Xichen couldn't help laughing in a low voice: [When did you, old man, cherish your life so much? 】Just hearing a cold snort, he was pushed out by Jun Changsi, and the cigarette in his hand was only a cigarette butt, which burned between his fingers.

"The old man is so stingy." He Xichen scolded with a smile, stubbed out the cigarette, threw it into the trash can, and lit another cigarette by himself, ""Xuantian Hookah", "Suzaku Flowing Fire", "White Dragon Breaking the Demon", tsk tsk... ah , the current Furong Wang is also good! "

【What are you talking about? ] Jun Changsi asked.

He Xichen opened his black umbrella and walked into the rain: "It happened a long time ago, so let's not talk about it, let's not talk about it."

It's been a long time indeed.Hundreds of years ago, he, Qin Danyou, Zhuang Buzhou and others sat around in the Kuaizai Pavilion, each with a pipe, making the river water full of clouds and mist, misty and rainy.Sometimes Xun Ye couldn't stand it anymore, so he arrested He Lili to summon the clouds and call for the rain, so as to spoil the elegance of these old guys.

The rain fell on the ground and splashed in all directions, wet the trousers and leather shoes of the black suit pants.The returning black-tailed swallow fluttered its wings, swooped down from the high wires, and flew into the eaves of some houses.

[It's almost clear. 】

He Xichen paused, and the light smoke slowly drifted backwards with the wind.He stretched his hand out of the umbrella to let the rain drench the cigarette butts, and asked softly, "Do you want to go back to your hometown?"

【Well, Shuyan is just waiting for me to see her. 】Jun Changsi seemed to be recalling the past, and Xu Xu said, 【Changan, do you remember that Shuyan and I were not married back then, and I always asked you to help us send letters, hehe, once you climbed on the wall of her house, Almost broke his leg as a thief. 】

Jun Changsi had a bad fate, lost his father when he was young, lost his mother when he was young, and was full of talent, but he was tortured by hell's ghosts and snake gods during the ten years of catastrophe.The hot fire intended to burn his bloody pride into ashes, but in the end it only made him more determined.How painful those days were, only Kuang Shuyan was his light, his medicine, and the sweetness in his miserable life.

From childhood sweethearts to eternal knot, Jun Changsi regards Kuang Shuyan as more important than his own life.When Kuang Shuyan died, he felt as if he had been split in half, one half was buried in the soil, and the other half didn't want to live anymore.The weather is not good, and He Xichen, a wandering ghost, suddenly appeared on him. The reason is unknown. He yelled all day long about eating meat, drinking, drinking tea, and smoking. He was like a bandit. Put the thought of death behind you for a moment.

Now Jun Changsi doesn't want to die.He's dead, what about Jun Zi'an?He's dead, what about this wild ghost who likes to mess around?He can't die.

[You are the youngest, and your sister-in-law loves you the most. Go and see her in Qingming. 】

He Xichen knew that the old man regarded him as his younger brother who died young, but he nodded kindly and said, "Of course we have to go."

The patter of rain outside the umbrella overwhelmed the footsteps of pedestrians, only the sound of a girl stepping quickly across a puddle came from far to near.Zhong Yi ran desperately with her schoolbag on her back, ran out of the house, crossed the intersection, and passed the old man walking alone with a black umbrella Yu Yu.That wet bright red hair was flying high in the air, like a flame in the rain, the only color in the world of black, white and gray.She is like a blood sparrow, strong enough to break through the silence of the world.

"Hey! Little girl! Here's your umbrella, don't get sick!"

Zhong Yi paused suddenly, panting and turned around, with a surprised expression.Her eyeballs were extremely black, her chest heaved violently, but her lips were colorless.The old man not far away stretched out his umbrella in her direction: "My house is nearby, take it and use it, and be careful not to catch a cold."

【Chang'an, tell her not to run amok on the side of the road, it's too dangerous. 】Jun Changsi said displeasedly,【Children!mess! 】

He Xichen couldn't help laughing, but before telling him what he said, the red-haired girl shook her head and said gratefully while stepping back: "Thank you!" She ran again, as if there was a ghost chasing after her.

[This—what's going on? ] Jun Changsi asked suspiciously.

"Maybe—" He Xichen thought for a while, "Well, I actually don't know."

When the two old men returned home, Jun Zi'an, who hadn't put down his schoolbag in time, was standing at the dining table, secretly picked up a piece of broccoli and put it in his mouth. When he saw Jun Changsi standing at the door, he immediately put his hands behind him and smiled. Eyebrows are crooked, silly.

【Ha ha ha ha. 】He Xichen smiled happily, 【Caught the little thief Yuan'er!Hey, with a guilty look on his face, he made it clear that he didn't do anything good. 】

Jun Changsi hung the umbrella outside the door, and said: [It seems that you have done bad things a lot, so you can see him doing bad things at a glance. 】

【...I didn't! 】

【laugh. 】

On the first day that ten-year-old Jun Zi'an and Jun Changsi lived together, they were all over the place.

Unable to express the fear in his heart in words, Jun Zi'an screamed and cried hoarsely.Sleep disorders are even more difficult to deal with. The child weeps slightly under the covers, but the tired Jun Changsi is helpless.He Xichen couldn't stand it anymore, kicked him into his mind and replaced him, then held the child's cold hand, coaxed, sang, and told stories in a gentle voice.

That was their first story - the warrior crossed the forest and the sea to find the sleeping black dragon in the mountains.One person and one dragon reached a contract to defeat the evil king.

After the lecture of One Thousand and One Nights, He Xichen and Jun Changsi went to the bookstore to buy a collection of scriptures and history, and read poems and recite essays every day.To be honest, the two of them recited ancient poems with much more passion than recited fairy tales.

The two old men also quarreled.Sometimes the ideas are inconsistent, and the two sides quote the classics and refuse to give in to each other.The most quarrelsome time, Jun Changsi aggressively went to the vegetable market to buy back the season's durian, pinched his nose and took a bite, then dragged the terrified He Xichen out of his mind to feel the unique aroma and taste of durian.What a cruel and childish revenge!

【Depend on!I'm going to eat stinky tofu next time! ] He Xichen, who shrunk into a ball, was half dead and threatened in embarrassment.

"Kill eight hundred enemies and lose one thousand. You decide for yourself." Jun Changsi took a sip of tea calmly, while Jun Zi'an in front of the window was holding a yellow pomelo, calmly flipping through "Code Encyclopedia" , From time to time, grind the small fangs with grapefruit peel.

"Don't play dead, it's your turn to cook today."

He Xichen laughed coldly: [Of course, eat bitter melon today!Bitter gourd scrambled eggs, bitter gourd soup, bitter gourd stuffed meat!I only pick the bitterest to buy! 】

Jun Changsi shook his hand, and the tea splashed all over his body: "You will be punished! You are a villain!"

[Oh, each other. 】

After five years of noisy life, the fragile and sensitive child grew up to the kind and strong Jun Zi'an today, which is considered to be a great blessing in life.

"The wild goose gate opens on August [-]th, and the lone goose brings frost on its head..." He Xichen held the child's hand and hummed a Hebei folk song softly.The moonlight shines into the window and penetrates into the soft bedding, and the dark blue whales are churning on the wall.The warm yellow light at the head of the bed is like the sun soaking in the sea, quiet and mysterious.

Jun Zi'an's big eyes looked at him without blinking, and suddenly it went dark, but it was He Xichen who covered his eyes with his hands: "Close your eyes."

The child under the whale nodded.

"So nice."

***

As soon as the sky turned pale, You Ziruo went out for a run to exercise.My old mother was an elf-like Ukrainian beauty when she was young, with pointed ears and crystal blue eyes, which were inherited from him. She has the same blond hair and blue eyes, but her facial features are a little more subtle oriental.He is much taller than his peers, but when he was in elementary school, he was as thin as bean sprouts, and was often bullied because of his unusual appearance.

You Ziruo ran around the park three times, and then rested downstairs in the apartment for 5 minutes, as if pinched, He Xichen and Jun Zi'an walked down the corridor slowly.

"Old man! Yuan'er!!" He waved with a smile on his face.

"Stinky boy." He Xichen was used to him calling out all the time, but Jun Zi'an frowned, and said coldly, "Brother Ruo, don't call me Yuan'er."

You Ziruo pursed his lips, lay on He Xichen's shoulder and mourned, "Old man, Yuan'er won't be cute when he grows up! My heart hurts so much!" He covered his eyes and pretended to cry without shedding a single tear. He quietly watched He Xichen's expression in the cracks.

However, He Xichen was even more ruthless, and smiled: "Then your heart aches hard."

【It's not good for you. 】Jun Changsi said,【But well done! 】

As we all know, You Ziruo is a person, and the annoying force of entanglement is really hard to bear.

"Okay, get up, you smell of sweat!" He Xichen patted his dog's head in distaste, "Yuan'er forbids you to bark, so don't bark like that. Hey, Brother Ruo, you can do it!"

"Hey hey hey." You Ziruo put it away as soon as he saw it, and took out two brass bells from his pocket. The bells were tied with red string, and they made a clear and sweet bell when they were shaken, "My dad brought them to me in the desert. A few camel bells, one for you, one for—one for A Yuan.”

Jun Zi'an's lips moved, but in the end he didn't say anything to refute. He just nodded and took the camel bell.

"This local product is very unique." He Xichen put the brass bell into his coat pocket, "Let's go, let's go to the park, I have an appointment with Lao Ji, and we are going to play chess today. Hmph! Watch me kill him Falling flowers and flowing water!"

[Chang'an, don't talk big. 】Jun Changsi poured cold water on him abruptly.

【Just wait and see! 】He Xichen raised his eyebrows and walked away.

Two and a half children followed behind him, step by step.One tall and one short, the tall blond boy has a lively expression, and the short black-haired boy is quiet and handsome. This picture is very comfortable, just like... like an old man walking with a golden retriever and a corgi.

"A Yuan, I'll go to your house for dinner tonight and ask the old man to cook for me." You Ziruo whispered, tilting his head.

Jun Zi'an was not very happy, frowned and said, "Why are you here?"

"The two of my family are arguing, and they are arguing in English! Damn it! Look at their posture and they won't stop arguing for three days and three nights. Can I still live if I'm caught in the middle?" You Ziruo widened his eyes.

Jun Zi'an imagined the scene of two firecrackers fighting each other, and couldn't help but smirk, nodding and agreeing.

The little golden retriever prince immediately beamed with joy, as if his tail was wagging happily.

Speaking of which, who would have thought that You Ziruo had a low self-esteem and dark personality when he was a child?

Look at the text above, he has no skin and no face, he is just a sunny boy.But it is true, You Ziruo, who is in the fifth grade of elementary school, is the thorn in the corner of the wall.If there is no rule, you can't be inferior and gloomy.He sat in the last row of the classroom, and was composed songs by children of the same age, secretly teased and satirized, if he accidentally bumped into him—hey!You are cursed!

The intentional or unintentional isolation of You Ziruo seems to be a tacit understanding of the class.

The anger in his heart was exhausted, and he picked quarrels and troubles all day long, and then he was surrounded and beaten in a corner.It was a fine day with no clouds in the sky.You Ziruo gritted his teeth and singled out the four kings of the sixth grade. There is no doubt that he lost in a big way.He bared his teeth and claws, trying to break free from the restraints, but his head was firmly pressed against the wall.

"Damn it! Children are fighting!" Suddenly there was a shout of shock and anger from the street, and the wheels of the trolley case slid across the gravel road, and finally stopped in front of them, "Let go! Let go! Fight, fight, but it's not light or not It won't work if it's too heavy!"

The majestic voice of the old man scared the children away, leaving only You Ziruo on the ground, with eyes still open, stubborn and silent.

"Let me see if you're hurt?" He Xichen witnessed a fight the first day he entered the city, and he couldn't find his way. He was in a really bad mood, and asked in a deep voice, "Can you understand me?" He pondered for a while, patted his forehead and sighed, "It's a bad thing, I forgot I didn't speak English for a long time. Tired, can you say a few words?"

You Ziruo didn't know who he was asking, so he got up and said, "I can understand, I'm not a foreigner...I..." He seemed to be very wronged, tears streaming down his face suddenly, he raised his dirty mouth with puckered mouth. The little hand wiped his face.

He Xichen paused, suddenly realized, took his paws off his face, and wiped his tears with a clean tissue: "Okay, I understand. This, this young man, can you show the old man the way?" -"

You Ziruo was belching and belching, his skinny appearance looked really pitiful.

"Okay, young man, where do you live? I'll take you home first, so I don't worry if you do this." He Xichen wiped the dust off his head, and tried to pick him up with both hands, but failed .

[Tired of you, I really have no strength to restrain a chicken. 】He subtly contemptuously said, thinking that such a golden-haired chick can't even hold it, it's really embarrassing.

[...Hai Wu Yi Yi is a scholar. ] Jun Changsi didn't even refute.

He Xichen coughed calmly, and held his hand instead: "Let's go, young hero."

You Ziruo was bold, didn't suspect that he was a bad person, sniffed and said, "My family lives in Yuming's apartment."

He Xichen paused, then lowered his head in surprise, "It's destined, young man!"

You Ziruo is really glad that the stupid young man who didn't know anything back then met He Xichen (Jun Changsi), an old Jianghu, or the two living treasure parents in his family, even if they didn't grow up, I'm afraid they would have to. It takes a lot of effort to get on the right track.

***

As Qingming approached, Jun Changsi packed up two sets of clothes and took Jun Zian back to his hometown.The passenger station was buzzing with people, after Jun Changsi took out the ticket, he took Jun Zi'an with one hand and walked around to find the waiting station.

[Tired, don't be late. 】He Xichen saw that he had turned around the same signboard at the same intersection three times, but he didn't turn around, and his heart suddenly turned cold.

【……Shut up. 】Jun Chang was very troubled by his thoughts, looked left and right, and finally said coyly, 【Why don't you come? 】

He Xichen grumbled helplessly, took over the control of his body, sighed and looked around, and suddenly saw a red figure in front of him—Zhong Yi was holding the bus ticket, without looking sideways, walking by with his travel bag on his back.His long red hair was tied into a high ponytail, hanging behind his head, which was quite different from his embarrassing appearance in the rain a few days ago.

"If you can't find the way, then ask for the way." He Xichen embraced Jun Zi'an, "Yuan'er, let's go, I'll take you to meet a beautiful girl."

Zhong Yi is not particularly beautiful.The redness was like fire, which made her skin white as snow, making her cold and unapproachable.Zhong Yi's sharp edges and corners are too sharp, his eyes are too cold, as if he is going to stab someone at any time.She behaves strangely, even strangers who have never met before can feel the indifference of being thousands of miles away.

"Girl, hello!" A surprised smile appeared on He Xichen's old face.

Well, there are always some people who can automatically ignore Zhong Yi's cold face, otherwise where do her friends come from?For example, the old man in front of me, for example, Jun Zi'an, for example, You Ziruo.Of course, these are things in the future, and now they can't even count as nodding acquaintances.The story connected by He Xichen and Jun Changsi seems to have finally opened the first chapter slowly.

Zhong Yi got off the bus one stop before Jun Changsi's hometown.

The bus drove from the reinforced concrete city to the countryside with green mountains and green waters. On both sides of the cement road were acres of spring rice, verdant green, swaying gently with the wind, making fine and pleasant sounds.

"Teacher! You're back!" The young man who was squatting by the ditch at the entrance of the village, eating an apple and playing with his mobile phone saw his grandpa and grandson from a distance, so he stood up and waved.

He Xichen traveled all the way and was already exhausted, so he gave up his seat to Jun Changsi: 【You handle it. 】

For a moment, Jun Changsi was almost weakened by his weak nerves and body. After exhaling a turbid breath, the old god responded on the ground: "Well, come back to visit the grave." Almost all the people who have read some books are the students he taught.Such a glorious resume can be regarded as a sentence of high morality and prestige.

There is no one living in my hometown, and the unoccupied house always looks older, and compared with the neighbors, it reveals a misty twilight.The arrival of Jun Changsi, He Xichen and Jun Zi'an added a bit of life to the old house, as if it could last for several years with just this little life.

The bowls and chopsticks in the cupboard, the sheets in the attic, the wooden tables and chairs made of moths, and the rubber hoses connected to the faucets flooded the drain in front of the door in an instant.Old acquaintances from the neighbors came to help, and they were still busy until dusk.Jun Zi'an's trouser legs and sleeves were wet, and he sat on the threshold watching Jun Changsi chatting and smoking with an old man he knew well.

The mountains are rolling and the sun is setting.This night, accompanied by the barking of the wild cat _chun and the singing of crickets, he rarely slept very peacefully.

On the second day of Ching Ming Festival, the clear cool breeze blew across the green grass hillside. Jun Zi’an was dragged by his neighbor’s friends to touch fish and crabs in the paddy fields, while Jun Changsi went up the mountain with a small pot of gold paint and a writing brush. Tomb-sweeping ancestors.

He put aside the cobwebs on the tombstone, and repainted the faded words on the tombstone with gold paint.In the cemetery of Jun's family, more than a dozen people, large and small, were buried. They died of illness, old age, starvation during the famine, and others died of ill-fated life.The inscription on Kuang Shuyan was carved by Jun Changsi himself. In addition, there is another tombstone with his handwriting - a few steps away, there are seven simple characters engraved on the stone not far away: "My brother, Jun Chang'an, tomb".

Jun Changsi had been busy for a long time before he had time to sit and rest in front of Kuang Shuyan's tomb.He didn't bring any fruit firecrackers, nor incense sticks and paper money. Occasionally, one or two clusters of smoke rose from the dense forest, and the talkative ghost in his mind quietly accompanied him to watch the mountains and listen to the wind.

"Chang'an," Jun Changsi called slowly, then shook his head and said, "No, you're wrong, you are not Chang'an, Chang'an is there..." He actually understood very well in his heart. At first he was unwilling to admit it, but later he started I can't speak.

[Untired——] He Xichen wanted to say something, but Jun Changsi continued: "In the "long" generation, excluding other cousins, I still have two younger brothers.Changxin is flexible in mind and prudent in his work, so I don't need to worry about it. He broke off a grass leaf and kept twisting it between his fingers, "Chang'an is a well-known handsome young man from all over the world. When he was studying, the yard was full of young girls just to take a look at him. "

[It's amazing, I also want to see how handsome it is. 】

"Haha," Jun Changsi chuckled twice, "Go to the stream and ask the sisters and aunts who do the laundry, which one is the best-looking? It must be our Jun's family. And who is the most handsome in the family? There are eight who can say Chang'an, and the remaining two, one is blind and the other has a grudge."

He Xichen also laughed: [Hey, what a flirtatious young man! 】

"What do you mean you are not romantic? A few decades ago, if you were flirtatious, you would be chased by others as a hooligan." Jun Changsi spat at him, "Chang'an only liked one female student, and that female student is also a good girl now. Ten..."

[Six, seven, eighty is still a little girl to me, little girls don't know their age, just see if she is cute or not. 】He Xichen said, 【Kuang Shu said that the little girl Kuang is also very cute. 】

"Hey! How do you talk to your sister-in-law?" Jun Changsi frowned, and suddenly lowered his eyebrows and said carefully, "Shu Yan, don't be as knowledgeable as this kid. He is the same age and temperament as Chang An, and he is not sensible."

He Xichen's heart warmed up, and he asked with a smile: [Bu Tien, how do you know that I am the same age as Chang An? ——What did I say, so you think of me as Chang'an because of this? 】

"Like him, you always like to cause trouble for me, and you don't behave well at all. I guess it's the same." Jun Changsi sighed melancholy, "If you are really a wild ghost, you will still be young when you die."

He Xichen thought to himself that my life is much longer than yours, neither young nor young.But he couldn't say a word.

"He has a quick temper, he likes to speak quickly and speak out, and then—" Jun Changsi couldn't continue.Too many things happened in those ten years, he was arrested and criticized, Kuang Shuyan broke his body because of him, Jun Changxin hid in the mountains to barely survive, and Jun Changan, that fair and innocent young man, stayed in the world forever. in the painful years.

"He Xichen," this was the first time Jun Changsi called him by his name, "Xichen, what do you mean by "fate"? "

【...The so-called "fate" cannot be avoided. 】He Xichen chuckled lightly, but didn't know what he was laughing at.

***

"I always feel that something is wrong with the old man these days." As soon as the get out of class bell rang, You Ziruo ran to the junior high school at a speed of [-] meters to arrest him, "A Yuan, do you know what's going on?"

After the Qingming Festival, Jun Changsi was obviously in a low mood, so depressed that even Jun Zi'an noticed some clues.He pursed his lips and frowned.Seeing him like this, You Ziruo knew that he didn't know the reason, so he couldn't help scratching his head in annoyance: "I'll go see the old man."

Jun Zi Anxin wanted to have one more person and more strength, so he nodded and agreed.

"By the way, I heard the old man said that he wants to eat coconuts, let's go, let's buy him coconuts!" You Ziruo had a flash of inspiration, "He will be happy for sure!"

Jun Zi'an's eyes lit up immediately, and even his voice became lively: "Brother Ruo, I really have you!"

The two teenagers, one stupid and the other dumb, ran to the fruit shop, bought a few coconuts, carried them in their hands and ran home excitedly, shouting before opening the door: "We are back!"

"Grandpa, I'm back!" The smiles of the two suddenly froze on their faces, and slowly turned into stunned panic.

The green vines on the window sill grew very densely, wrapping around the railings and climbing half a floor high.Tiger thorn plum and camellia bloom red flowers in the sun, and the soil is moist, it should be watered just now.The old man in front of the window is bending over, braiding the hair of the red-haired girl sitting on the chair.

[I can only braid braids. 】Jun Changsi holds the soft red hair in his hand, and some don't know where to start.

[Coincidentally, me too. 】He Xichen watched his joke with a smile.

Jun Changsi clicked his tongue in displeasure, then kicked He Xichen out of his mind, and threatened: 【Don't make the little girl cry. 】

The two of them played chess in the park, after killing all directions and enjoying themselves, they saw that it was time to leave school, so they planned to go home and cook.On the way, I ran into a little red-haired girl again. This time, the little girl was not as cool and easy to provoke as the previous three times. She drooped her eyebrows and shed tears freely.

"Your hair is messed up."

He Xichen used an inexplicable reason to abduct the little girl back home.

In fact, they met more than three times.

To put it modestly, Zhongyi is the god of learning, the kind of god of learning who stands on the commanding heights and makes You Ziruo and other scumbags worship.Later, Jun Zi'an entered junior high school and ranked first all the year round.Although the two are not in the same grade, they have heard each other's names.In a certain way, Zhong Yi is very concerned about Jun Zi'an's achievements.So the cool old man who was often pestered by them also came into her sight.

Soybean bitter gourd pork ribs soup in the casserole made a gurgling sound of boiling. He Xichen clumsily divided the red hair into three strands, thinking that practicing swords would not be so hard. Wearing presbyopic glasses but can't tame the unruly long hair.

"Master, Master?" Junzi called out in an annoyed manner.

He Xichen didn't answer, and after securing the end of his hair with a hair tie, he let out a long sigh of relief, wiped away the sweat that didn't exist, raised his head and replied, "Yuan'er is back."

"Zhong Yi?!" You Ziruo suddenly called out, "Damn it! Xue Shen!"

"Know each other?" He Xichen tapped his sore back, "You young people talk first, I'll see if the pork rib soup is ready." He walked into the kitchen, washed his hands, opened the pot, and scooped up the soup. A layer of gray froth, turn off the fire, and finish in one go.

The atmosphere in the living room was not as harmonious as he had imagined, not even embarrassing, it could be said to be tit for tat.

You Ziruo really wanted to get close to Zhong Yi, but Jun Zi'an looked defensive, and Zhong Yi also looked indifferent. He sat in the middle with a coconut in his arms, feeling like a grass-eating rabbit caught between a fox and a snake, out of place .

"The teacher showed us your high-scoring composition. The handwriting is beautiful." Jun Zi'an didn't know whether it was a compliment or a derogation.

However, Zhong Yi smiled Shi Shiran, raised his eyebrows and said: "The last time I went back to junior high school to visit my teacher, I happened to see your test paper. The physics paper had a wrong multiple-choice question for an idiot, which surprised me a bit."

"..." Jun Zi'an stopped, and said stiffly, "...a clerical error."

The shivering little schoolboy little prince silently reduced his sense of existence.

***

Thanks to the pot of soy bean, bitter gourd and pork ribs soup, the three children officially became friends, and the relationship between enemies and friends is complicated and confusing.Zhong Yi has been picked on by girls before, You Ziruo has also been teased by others, as for Jun Zi'an, due to his overly innocent appearance, no one has aroused his imagination so far.

During the summer vacation, Jun Changsi attended the funeral of a chess friend who played chess together in the park.The funeral was held in a grand manner. Wearing a solemn black suit, he swept around the crowd who were crying genuinely or pretendingly, bowed solemnly to the deceased, and then turned and left.

"I will never hold a funeral in the future. If my son kneels in front of my coffin and cries, I won't be able to resist cheating his corpse and blowing his dog's head!" Jun Changsi said cursingly.

[High blood pressure, be careful of your high blood pressure. 】He Xichen reminded like a worried old lady.

"I can't die!" Jun Changsi became dizzy with rage, and a strand of hair that was combed in the back of his head fell out and covered his eyes.He stopped suddenly, leaning against the wall, his face pale.

【High blood pressure? ! 】He Xichen was taken aback.

"No..." Jun Changsi shook his head with difficulty, "It's up to my waist..."

【... Tsk, it's really you. ] He Xichen was disgusted but couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief, 【Go away!I come! 】

There are always times when a warrior is unable to do what he wants, but as soon as that black dragon appears, he will surely bring thousands of thunder and scorching dragon flames to overcome all obstacles.But even the black dragon can't resist things.They tacitly did not mention the funeral, and the shadow of death became a stubborn stone in their hearts after all.

At night, the stars are hidden behind the thick floating clouds, not showing a single star.The light blue curtains were drawn to both sides, and the lights lit up outside could be clearly seen.

Jun Changsi opened his eyes, half the night without sleep.

"have you slept?"

【……Um. 】

"I'm going to make a will tomorrow."

【it is good. 】

"Don't tell Yuan'er."

【I know. 】

Jun Changsi closed his eyes: "Xichen, if you are really a wild ghost, you can take over my body when I die...or forget it, I am old and sick, and there is nothing good about me. You should go Reincarnate, reincarnate a good one, don't suffer with me anymore."

He Xichen didn't answer for a long time, until Jun Changsi fell into a dream, and a long sigh sounded from somewhere.

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After graduating from high school and entering university, Jun Zi'an grew taller and taller, and traveled farther and farther. Jun Changsi's waist became more and more bent, and his hair became more and more gray.Because of his sickness, his serious old face finally lost its majestic deterrent power.But the chess style is still very fierce, it should be said that sometimes it is very gentle, and sometimes it is too fierce.

"If there is an afterlife," Jun Changsi leaned on the recliner, the warm sunlight shining on him from the window, "I don't know what you look like yet, how will I find you then."

He Xichen paused, feeling inexplicably premonitioned, but still smiled and said: [Haha, why don't you go to Miss Kuang first?As for me, I'm just a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken. If I don't tire of asking who is the most handsome, that's me. 】

"Hmph, shameless." Jun Changsi sneered mercilessly. He glanced at the budding camellias on the window sill, restrained his expression slightly, and said suddenly, "I always feel that I can't hold on anymore."

He Xichen's heart sank, and he said solemnly: 【Wu Tien, if you can't make it, I will make it for you. 】

"No, you should have left a long time ago. Why are you stuck on me, an old man?" Jun Changsi took a breath and smiled proudly, "In my whole life, I am only one step away from birth, old age, sickness and death. I am not afraid! Xichen, I'm not afraid, I'll go find you when I die, I, I can still see Shuyan!" He suddenly coughed while clutching his chest, his face flushed, and finally collapsed on the recliner, gasping for breath.

[Don't talk, don't get tired... Let's change places. 】This body is too weak, He Xichen didn't dare to act hastily, for fear that a little change would make him unable to recover.

"Enough, you have suffered a lot for me, let me do the last thing." Jun Changsi squinted his eyes halfway, "When I sleep, I will get up and cook for Yuan'er..."

A red rope was tied around his skinny wrist, and the camel bell on the rope suddenly made a clear and long ringing sound, and circled in the empty house.The warm wind gently blows the light blue curtains, covering the churning whale on the wall, as if for a moment, the whale dived into the depths of the sea and never returned.

[Tired, go to sleep. 】