"Brother, if you were the emperor, I would give you all the wealth in the world."
Sima Langxie looked at An Jin's shining eyes and vowed tone, and couldn't help but think of a joke between the two.
"If we are both men, we will be good brothers for life; if we are both women, we will be good sisters for life: If..."
"What if one of us is a man and the other is a woman?" Sima Langxie interrupted lightly.
The young man, who had always been eloquent and eloquent, was stunned and couldn't answer the words for a moment.
After a long time, the young man blushed and muttered: "If one of us is a man and the other is a woman, we will get married and grow old together... However," the young man emphasized stubbornly: "We are both real men, what if?
Ah! It’s settled, if you are a man, you will be a good brother for life. What kind of confidant are you looking for, the other half of your life? Well, the beautiful sister is there, go find her..."
Sima Langxie slowly took a sip of wine. If he insists on finding you, will he go to hell? Xiaojin...
He is obviously an innocent boy, why do he fall in love with him?
There are so many women who have been waiting so hard just to have one more look at her. Why are they so stubborn? Is it possible to be so stubborn in this world?
Just because there is a deep and unfathomable sadness hidden under his bright smile... Even though his smile is so beautiful, there is no true meaning in his cold eyes, and he can't even detect what belongs here in him.
The breath seemed to be out of reach all of a sudden. He was like the Son of God who had left this world, gone forever...
He and Yun Ying were enjoying delicious food, old milk potatoes, scrambled eggs with tomatoes, spicy tofu...
The third brother came in like a storm. His eyes were stubborn and he held my hand tenaciously like a child, but his eyes turned red when I didn't move.
"Ying'er, let's run away. No matter what, I won't let you go to that cannibalistic place."
I said nothing, took Yunying's look and gave him a worried look, and motioned for him to continue eating. Then I ordered her to add a pair of bowls and chopsticks, and asked my third brother to sit with him.
The third brother still looked at me with aggrieved eyes as if he had been abandoned by his master.
I sighed and rested my chopsticks. Stubborn child.
Escape, hum, to the ends of the earth, where can I escape... What's more, nowhere is my home, it's not a place that belongs to me. So what if I escape, so what if I don't escape... It's just going from one cage to another.
That’s all.
If you stay, you can still accomplish everything...why not?
He asked lightly in a nonchalant tone: "Third brother, have you ever seen a kite with a broken string in the sky?"
The third brother looked at me with confusion and doubts on his face.
"A kite with a broken string cannot be caught, because it does not belong to anyone or anywhere. It can only float in the wind, drift with the current... up and down." I said quietly.
I turned my head and looked at him seriously, looking deep into my heart, "Third brother, I am the kite with its string broken, do you understand?"
The third brother looked at me, so aggrieved that he seemed to be about to shed tears.
"Third brother, believe me, one day you will be famous all over the world... and get everything."
The third brother paused before leaving, lowered his head and said aggrievedly: "All that...excluding Ying'er...what's the point of coming here? It's better to--"
The third brother didn't finish what he said. It wasn't until later that I understood what he said...
In this dream-like dream, I seem to see the beautiful sister's smile like a flower, and I seem to see the diamond-black eyes of my elder brother. They seem to be walking on the wind, drifting, and have nothing to rely on between the misty heaven and earth.
Fading away...away from me, but I am like a drowning person, sinking slowly without any floating wood, struggling desperately with no strength...with nothing to rely on...feeling terrified in my heart,
I opened my mouth to scream, but no sound came out. Countless bubbles were steaming in front of my eyes, which made me feel suffocated...
Everything was disappearing and appearing in dreams, real and illusory... Finally, I saw the beautiful sister smiling at me, a sad smile, with little blood and tears dripping from her eyes as clear as autumn water.
She said to me coldly, Xiaojin, you kill me...
I lost consciousness and wanted to shout at her and tell her not to leave, but she smiled contemptuously at me and turned around without any regrets...
Suddenly, I felt my body shaking, anxious and tormented, and heartbroken.
Just when I felt physically and mentally exhausted and about to die from pain, a stream of cool liquid flowed into my anxious mouth, as if it were nectar. I swallowed a few big mouthfuls greedily, and finally managed to open my eyes.
What comes into view is a pretty face. Isn't it Yun Ying's worried face?
"Miss, Miss...it's okay, it's okay, it's just a nightmare..." Yun Ying took the wet towel and gently wiped my sweaty forehead and face. She gently smoothed my unconsciously curled back and face.
But there were tears of pity and faint sobs hanging on my face. I knew that the only person who would always be by my side was her, the companion who grew up with me.
I calmly wiped the tears from her face and said softly, "I'm fine."
She leaned over and hugged me, choking with sobs and saying, "Miss, you have to be well."
"Yes, we all need to be well. Yun Ying, we are our only relatives."
"Miss - let me serve you a bowl of rice-treasure porridge. You look too tired."
I stroked my hot forehead. I had a fever last night and almost fell into a nightmare and almost couldn't wake up. I reluctantly got up and dressed, and the dim bronze mirror reflected my defeated face and broken light.
I walked to the water that Yun Ying brought me and wiped my face hard, trying to wipe away the useless Xie Weiying. From today on, I will not live for anyone but myself.
Xie Weiying is not An Jin. An Jin is not Xie Weiying.