Chapter 75 Brother, here I come.
Xia Yuan woke up and felt a dull pain somewhere in his body.
Memories flooded back, and the events of last night came rushing back like a salty tide.
My brother told me not to drink...
Is this the price of drinking too much?
It hurts so much. I held my waist and it feels like it’s about to break, and... it’s burning.
It hurts so much!
Shi Liu and the others all said that the prince was so powerful on the battlefield that Shuang'er couldn't stand it, and it turned out to be true.
The back of my head was throbbing with pain, and I touched my forehead and felt that I had a fever.
Brother...why did you do this to me?
So...he has always been hiding something so dark in his heart?
A dark struggle...suppressing all emotions.
Xia Yu'an thought back to the past and realized that it was no wonder that she refused to share a room with him at first. They had slept together before and everything was explained to them.
elder brother……
Xia Yu'an had never seen this side of her brother before.
Yesterday, I was really scared by my brother’s condition.
But... more of it is heartache...
After sleeping with him, I felt like I was his.
Xia Yu'an's face flushed.
How could you think like that!
He tightly grasped the bed sheet, his fingers slowly tightened, revealing his rouge-colored knuckles.
Only then did I feel that I was being forced by my brother.
The more I think about it, the angrier I get!
Xia Yu'an threw herself back onto the bed, feeling as if her body was about to break into pieces.
He showed no mercy at all!! Not gentle at all!!
As a result, I almost fell into a coma last night and didn't know anything.
I hate him! I hate my brother! When he comes back, I will definitely...
Xia Yu'an was sulking in the room, swearing and cursing, with no place to vent the turmoil in his heart.
Really angry!!
Why, why don't you tell yourself? Do you have such a thought?
They are...
well!
Moreover! That guy doesn't know how to feel pain at all, it hurts so much!
Wait for him to come back...wait for him to come back...
Xia Yu'an was so angry that he didn't want to eat anymore. He felt unwell and smashed several bowls.
The sound of the bowl foil breaking and falling to the ground, Shi Liu heard it at the door and was extremely worried: "Young Master... Young Master..."
"Calm down, don't be angry, eat something..."
She got up in the morning to help with the morning routine and tidy up the bed, only to find out...
The young master is favored by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince...
Finally...
While Shi Liu breathed a sigh of relief, she was also a little worried about the young master's health!
Therefore, he asked the kitchen to prepare porridge, soup, and side dishes early in the morning and serve them to Xia Yu'an.
Unexpectedly, the young master not only refused to eat, but also broke several bowls!
It's like... like the cat that was angry at the vase being moved down.
"Master, what are you so angry about? Isn't this a good thing?"
"Good news?"
"His Royal Highness is your husband!"
"Husband..." Yes, yes, in this life, they are not brothers, he is his husband.
Why... after being treated like this by him, he was not angry? He even had a hint of secret joy in his heart?
I don't reject doing this at all... Is that right?
Xia Yu'an couldn't figure it out.
"Where did he go?!"
"I don't know. I didn't see him this morning... Sixteen said that he was on guard and His Highness seemed to have gone out late at night..."
Damn it, he must have gone to the enemy's lair!!
The old nest is neither far nor near. It is not in Yuejiang, but in a town near the outskirts of Beijing, which is hidden from the public.
Big bad guy!
I was in so much pain last night that I fainted. I didn’t even know when he passed away!
Xia Yuan felt dizzy for a while.
He touched his forehead.
Oh no, I seem to have a fever.
Haha! Big bad guy, big bad guy brother!
Just don’t come back!
Don't want to see him!
Xia Yuan regained consciousness and looked out the window, only to find that it had been raining heavily in the sky for who knows how long.
But he was sleeping so deeply and was so angry when he woke up that he didn't notice it.
.
The first quarter of the Mao hour.
The morning light is dim.
A man in red appeared at the entrance of the town alley.
The man was standing in the dim light, his body was mottled red and white. Upon closer inspection, I realized that it was actually a snow coat.
Xia Silan covered his abdomen, holding the sword in his hand, letting the light rain fall through his hair.
His steps became increasingly unsteady, but when he thought of someone, a smile appeared on his thin lips.
He raised the back of his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his lips in the rain, and looked in the direction of home.
Rain and peace... Rain and peace...
Youngest...
His wife...
Maybe...brother...can't hold on long enough to go back and see you...
Even if...even if I can hold on, how long can I live...
He himself knows what this body looks like.
This is the power of the plot, the power of heaven, and it cannot be changed.
No matter what changes you want to make...
Just like in the previous life, his youngest son inevitably left him.
But……
Xia Silan lowered his eyes.
Can he and his youngest son really wait until that day?
In the next life, we will meet again one day.
In his previous life, he could still find rifts in time and space.
Because that is the power of the stars.
But in this life...
It is the ancient time of low magic...
Where is he going...how can he...break the void.
Only...
The only way is to... make a foolproof plan to ensure his safety for the rest of his life.
Everything that happened last night, all the things that I did to him, were unavoidable.
But he... in the end I still feel sorry for him.
youngest child.
Feel sorry……
Brother...I can't be with you in this life...
but……
But I will do my best to ensure that you have enough food and clothing.
The superior status.
No one can shake it.
His life was coming to an end.
But the youngest son's days are still long.
The youngest is still so young.
He can live for many, many years and see many wonderful things.
Instead of being seriously ill like him.
Just let him... drag this sick body and do one last thing for him.
The sparks in Xia Silan's eyes were reflected in the rain, creating little fluorescent glows.
Not far away, an early-rising candied haws vendor had just set out on the street.
"Boss, how much is this Tanghulu?"
"Huh?"
The boss looked up and was stunned when he saw the person in front of him. He had just put the candied haws into the stall and hadn't opened it yet, but he didn't expect to welcome the first customer.
However, this man seemed a little feral, just standing there in the rain, looking like a spent force, a little sick, and injured. However, his snowy hair could not conceal his noble aura.
He pointed with his fingers: "Three..."
"Sir, do you need any help?"
"No, thank you."
Xia Silan threw a gold ingot to the stall owner: "No need for change."
The last sound dissipated in the wind.
The stall owner then realized that the red on the body of the anxious and unsteady figure was not its original color...
Looking down, I saw the faint traces of blood on the ground among the footprints of the man who left.
Xia Silan held a candied haws in one hand and placed the other on his abdomen. In his arms, there was a letter to his brother written for him.
If he returns safely, then this letter will be unnecessary...
If he...
I hope An'er won't be so sad after reading this.
He held the candied haws in his hand and tried to hurry back.
Heavy rain poured down on Xia Silan.
A little closer, a little closer...
He dismissed all his men and wanted to leave quietly, but in the end, he couldn't help it... he wanted to take one last look at his youngest son.
People are always selfish. Even when they are dying, they cannot escape from that tiny expectation and struggle to go home.
youngest child.
Forgive my brother's selfishness.
Or I want to take you and make you my own, in that way.
Regardless of your wishes, act recklessly.
Brother, you are really a lunatic.
Don't learn from your brother.
Forgot my brother.
Maybe it’s for the best…
In the rain, Xia Silan finally ran out of energy, and the cool beauty fell to the ground in the water... In her hand she was still tightly holding the candied haws she bought for her youngest son.
.
Xia Yu'an angrily knocked over several bowls in the house.
I realized it later and became more and more worried.
But the kitten still insisted: "Brother, I hate you! I dislike you! Today will not be over until you finish eating these leftovers!"
Humph, I’ll settle the score with you when you come back!
Suddenly, there was a commotion outside the courtyard, and it seemed that someone was calling "Crown Prince, Crown Princess".
Xia Yu'an was delighted and went to greet him with the bowl in hand, regardless of etiquette.
My brother must be hungry. The cat can’t eat these leftovers. Give them all to him!
But……
The figure of the jade tree standing in the wind is nowhere to be seen.
What came in were stretchers and straw mats.
The stretcher was made in a sloppy manner, but the quilt on the straw mat looked like it had been changed.
It's silk and satin, but why does it cover the head?
The white cloth is so luxurious, but how can it cover my brother's face?
Do you have a cold?
Sick Sen* late* cleaned up?
Can't stand the wind?
Won't you be unable to breathe?
"What are you doing?" Xia Yu'an heard himself stiffen and said empty-headedly.
The sound was so light that it almost disappeared in the wind.
"Your Highness the Crown Prince's Consort." Everyone knelt on the ground with white silk wrapped around their heads.
"What are you doing?"
"What does this mean?"
Xia Yu'an's face turned paler and paler. He forced a smile and felt that his legs were no longer his own.
"It's not what I thought, is it?"
"You just feel sorry for not protecting your master well enough and causing him to get hurt!"
"Crown Princess..." Everyone looked up at him, tears in their eyes.
“Brother…Brother…no…”
"My husband, my husband...!" Xia Yu'an's steps were unsteady, and she could hardly breathe. She took two or three steps and came to the stretcher.
Xia Yu'an looked at everyone in disbelief.
"Did you know that he is the God of War of Dashao? He is the current prince and the heir of Beichen!"
Everyone knelt down and said, "I'm sorry, Princess."
"It's because the subordinates failed to protect their master."
"Please accept my condolences..."
"My condolences. What condolences are there?"
Xia Yu'an lifted the white cloth covering Xia Silan.
My brother's face was pale, as if he was asleep.
Xia Yu'an picked him up and held him in his arms. His brother closed his eyes. Xia Yu'an felt his warmth slowly cooling down in his palms.
Xia Yu'an's fingers were trembling, and he could hardly believe what was happening.
"Young Master, please...don't be too sad..."
Xia Yuan kept stroking Xia Silan's face with his hands.
Such a handsome brother, a gentle brother, a cold brother, a brother who would take care of him and also punish him, a brother with snow-white hair that looked just a little bit white.
夏雨安低下頭去，在哥哥耳邊輕聲喚：“哥哥，你醒一醒，醒一醒呀……”
“我……幺兒……不，臣妾一直在等着你了。”
“你要我做什麽都好，好不好？”
“我不會再不聽話了。”
夏雨安生生抱了人很久，很久。
久到大家的腿都跪麻了。
有人看不過去，企圖上前勸慰拉開夏雨安的手。
“本少君是醫生是大夫！”
“他不會有事的。”
“都滾，都給我滾！”
一瞬間，夏雨安的眼神淩厲地不似常人，所有人都被夏雨安眼中的狠厲吓到了。
他像一只崩潰的，炸毛的貓，不容許任何人接近。
哥哥……為什麽……為什麽抛下幺兒。
為什麽在做了那種事之後離開我。
你知道我有多麽恨你嗎！！
“你不許死，我還沒有開始恨你，恨比愛長久，你活過來，讓我恨一輩子，才算還清了這筆債。”
衆人默默低頭，弓着腰準備退出去，夏雨安忽道。
“等等”
“石榴。”
“你去……拿點銀錢，給人家答謝吧。”
石榴眼含着淚，咬着下唇，哽咽：“是，少爺。”
看了昨晚的落紅，她才知道原來少爺才剛剛和殿下圓房。
可，可……
好不容易兩情相悅，真心相許卻……
陰陽兩隔。
衆人都走了，只留下林夕院衆人和夏司岚直屬的心腹屬下。
“你說要陪我出去玩的。”
“怎麽食言了。”
“你說話呀。”
夏雨安使勁搖晃他：“你說呀。”
夏雨安從沒想過，他會在自己眼前，看着哥哥離開。
哥哥從來都是那麽無所不能。
上一世，就在他最焦灼最無能為力的時候，看到的是哥哥的反殺。
連劇情都能反殺，哥哥還能有什麽不可以？
當面對那麽強的災禍龍鳶時，哥哥也以一己之身擋住了所有劫難。
哥哥從來都是胸有成竹，勝券在握的。
做什麽都那麽有成算……
“你說要補償我的。”
“這就是補償？”
忽然，林夕院的院門被打開，聖旨來了。
夏雨安抱着夏司岚，總管念聖旨之聲在他耳邊如流水飄過耳膜，聽不真切。
內容便是感謝世子做的貢獻之類，擊殺“天佑”首領，立下大功，而身為北辰王遺孀，夏雨安繼承所有財産，執掌北辰王府。
“代為掌管北辰，繼夫之稱號，為新任北辰王，欽此。”
這些又有什麽用呢……
忽然想起哥哥說過的話。
“為夫死了，財産全是你的。”
夏雨安握住手，貼住自己的臉。
終于淚如雨下。
這就是你的成算？
“你要了我，讓我從弟弟變成了夫人。”聲音無比顫抖。
“可為什麽又抛棄我。”
“哥哥……哥哥！”
夏雨安撲入夏司岚冰涼的懷中。
“你抱抱我。”
“要是代價是這個我不要。”
“我就不反抗了。”
“你想怎麽樣就怎麽樣，好不好？”
“我不會嘴硬了。”
“你想要我我給。”
“我乖乖的好不好？”
“就是……就是有點疼……你可不可以心軟一點？”
可是往日溫暖的手再也不會擁住他。
夏雨安把夏司岚緊緊抱在懷裏，相貼。
毫無間隙，感受着夏司岚身體的餘溫。
冰涼……冰涼……
哥哥……
風雨從檐下捎進來，打濕了夏雨安的衣襟，落在夏司岚的白發。
夏雨安忽然摸到夏司岚懷裏的東西。
一根緊緊握在手心的糖葫蘆。
一封白色的書信。
雨絲飄在夏雨安的墨發，和夏司岚的雪發融為一體，死生糾纏。
他輕輕展開，上面寫着“與弟書”。
“死亡不是終結，遺忘才是。”
“正是因為有了死亡，人們才能絢爛的活着。”
“死亡賦予生命意義。”
“這一生好好度過。”
夏雨安将信紙揉成一團，捏在手心裏。
石榴端着湯盅過來，眼睛紅紅的，伸手用衣袖抹了一下眼淚：“少爺，您吃些吧。”
“不。”
夏雨安站起身來：“你們吃。十六，幫我。”
十六趕忙過來：“什麽？”
“幫我把他移到屋裏去，石榴，你去找些藥材。”
“什麽藥材？”
夏雨安到屋裏拿起筆，大手一揮，寫下了所需要的東西。
“這是……什麽？”
主君人已經死了啊！！
少爺為什麽還需要藥材？是不是瘋了？
她知道少爺痛苦，她也痛苦，林夕院上下沒了主子，所有人都很痛苦，可是，可是……
“叫你去你就去，別廢話那麽多。”
“諾。”石榴不敢放肆，連夜出宮偷偷去抓藥。
夏雨安緩步來到書房。
那些藥，是保證人死後軀體不會腐爛的秘法。
是他研究苗疆蠱毒時發現的。
雖然……可是……
他希望哥哥能留在他身邊。
夏雨安掌了燈，發現夏司岚留下的東西。
寫了無數遍的“與弟書”。
可以看出，夏司岚曾寫了很多，卻又都修改掉了，有些還壓在鎮紙下，有些被扔在了紙簍。
甚至還有一張，上面寫了……
“與妻書”。
哥哥，你寫下這三個字時，究竟在想什麽呢？
夏末的雨連下，黑夜如幕，遮了空藍。
廳內，夏司岚就這樣躺在常坐的輪椅上，閉着眼睛，面色安詳。
石榴和十六随立在側。
夏雨安蹲在地上的火爐邊，将那些紙張伸入火舌。
他一張一張地看，看完面無表情，讓火焰将一切卷走。
只留下了“與妻書”。
廊下的雨如珠子般落下。
“少爺，為什麽呀……”石榴咬着唇。
“他不願讓我看，我便不看。”
“正好，我也不願看他那些屁話。”
什麽死亡讓活着更璀璨，你以為我會願意在沒有你的日子獨活？！
我會開心嗎！
哥！
你還是太不了解我了！
正如……正如你不了解我知道了一切會有什麽反應一樣。
“我們需要互相了解的，還有很多，對嗎？”夏雨安拿着溫熱的毛巾，輕輕為他擦血污與傷口。
就像對着自己萬年的愛人。
石榴驚了一跳。
少爺……怎麽會有這樣的眼神。
明明是新婚。
可……可主君……已經死了呀！
“你們都出去吧。”
“是……”
房門被掩，夏雨安知道石榴因為擔心并沒有關死，但他管不了那麽些。
夏雨安握住夏司岚冰冷的手，貼上自己的臉頰。
他跪在冰涼的地面上，分毫不覺，語氣柔軟又委屈：“哥哥。”
“看看幺兒。”
“好不好？”
“醒過來好不好？”
“你不是，無所不能的嗎？”
“不是最能創造奇跡了？”
“連、連那些人你都殺了。”
“這個世界線已經被你抹平了。”
“為什麽。”
“為什麽就是不肯醒來看看我。”
“這是你唯一，做不到的事嗎？”
“是非要離開我不可嗎？”
小貓在他的手心蹭了又蹭。
絲毫不嫌棄這只是一具涼涼的軀殼。
小貓圈住夏司岚的脖子，将自己與夏司岚緊緊相貼。
臉貼着哥哥的側臉，哥哥身上的清香依舊。
只有這樣……才能安心……
。
短短幾日，夏雨安消瘦了很多。
他這幾天一直陪着……屍體。
給夏司岚用最好的熏香，最好的藥材，為他擦身，為他更衣。
形影不離。
如果主君還活着，石榴不得不誇贊一句好，兩人簡直是世間最恩愛的眷侶。
君心我心，情意相通，短短幾個字，甚至只一個眼神，便能寫出一生的情誼，如此默契。
可……主君……只剩一具軀體了呀！
如今夏雨安的身形，倒和病中的夏司岚相似了。
“少君。”
“古楊銀鋪到訪。”石榴想說又不敢說，也不敢勸，只能如實通禀。
夏雨安阖上眼：“讓他進來吧。”
“北辰王妃。”來人正是銀鋪的掌櫃，身材發福，穿着一身棕色衣衫，略帶金飾，有着商人的貴氣。
掌櫃一鞠躬，說明了來意。
原來，哥哥竟在那裏留下了一堆家産。
“世子托我掌管，做見證人，囑咐……若是仙去，便将這些財産，都留給你。”
銀鋪的掌櫃列出長長的財産清單。
“王妃，請您過目。”
“這些……都是他留給我的？”夏雨安一愣，看着上面的一項項，一頁數不完，又翻了一頁。
哥哥，是何時……？
這可不止王府的産業了。
“正是，世子殿下不僅在政見上頗有建樹，在經營投資上也非常有見解。”掌櫃露出敬佩之色：“可惜啊，可惜……英年……”
夏雨安攥緊了手心的目頁，整個北辰，北辰王的頭銜，如此多的産業，就是哥哥，你留給我的底氣嗎？
是補償嗎？
不，應該不是。
是早知道有這一天，為了讓自己過得好嗎？
猶記得哥哥說財産都留給自己的模樣，音容笑貌猶在耳邊。
可，哥哥，沒了你，我怎麽能過得好？
這時，宮裏的人和林夕院的屬下一并過來，朝屋裏走，夏雨安警覺：“你們幹什麽？”
“少君……頭七了。”
“主君……世子殿下，該走了。”
夏雨安手中的書頁滑落。
衆人把房中的夏司岚擡出，放入棺材中。
這一次，夏雨安沒有阻止。
安靜的可怕。
Shi Liu had trouble falling asleep the whole night. The young master was really abnormal!
The next day.
The hall was hung with white silk, and people dressed in white knelt before Xia Silan's coffin.
The wind blew the white silk, and everyone's eyes were filled with grief.
Xia Yu'an suddenly broke into the mourning hall and rushed towards the black coffin containing Xia Silan!
Everyone rushed to pull it!
"No...get him out..."
"Give him back to me...Give him back to me!"
"I am the Crown Prince's Consort... Could it be that you...can't hear me?"
It must be cold in there, brother.
What will happen to him if he is alone without him?
My brother has such a cold personality, he definitely wouldn’t like sleeping in a place that’s so cold.
Xia Yu'an knew that her brother also needed warmth.
Although he has a warm family, his brother has encountered many troubles due to his outstanding appearance.
It may even bring disaster to one's life or family.
Those explosive and unbelievable plots happened to my brother one by one.
Xia Yu'an didn't know if he was the older brother, would he have collapsed over and over again...
He wants to accompany him.
He wouldn't allow him to be buried!
He must not be buried in the cold earth, alone and in darkness from then on.
At night, Xia Yu'an was wearing white clothes for keeping vigil, holding Xia Silan who was wearing red clothes.
Xia Silan was placed gently, carefully, and softly on the bed.
He sat astride Xia Silan's waist, unbuttoned his own collar, then leaned over and unbuttoned Xia Silan's.
Pieces of clothes were thrown in front of the red gauze tent.
There was a faint fragrance in the room.
The pretty little beauty leaned over, gently stroked Xia Silan's eyebrows, and kissed his cold lips.
The tent was draped with gauze and red candles flickered, leaving only the clean shadow of the boy's shoulders outside the tent.
“Brother…brother.”
"I won't leave you."
"Don't leave me either."
"OK?"
.
early morning.
Mottled sunlight shone through the window sill and fell on Xia Yu'an.
Xia Yu'an got up, dressed calmly, and was served by Shi Liu, just like every day before.
In the remaining light of the pomegranate tree, she caught sight of a figure in red behind a red curtain and was startled.
She felt distressed and anxious, but she didn't dare to ask or say anything.
It's good enough that the young master can maintain this state.
"Young Master, today you will be appointed as the King of Beichen. Young Master, you..."
"rest assured."
…
Today, the world is peaceful and prosperous.
Xia Yu'an, wearing Xia Silan's golden ribbon and flower belt, walked the same way he came.
Step on the flowers he steps on and see the scenery he sees.
Holding the Jade Edict in his hand, he walked on the high platform leading to his title of king.
Here, you can see the scenery of the entire Shaoxing city.
That day, at the spring banquet on the high platform, she kissed him passionately in a red dress.
Now in autumn I am guarding the palace, dressed in red, still missing him.
When I went there in the past, the poplars and willows were swaying.
Today I think about it, it is raining and snowing.
Brother, did you see it?
Or heard in another world?
I don't know where your feelings come from.
But I already understood that they had been in love since the Spring Banquet.
Those deep, secret, unknown emotions have tormented you and kept you awake for so many late nights.
I don't blame you for what you did that day.
I just regret that I wasn't the one who left before you in the end.
Longing for love, longing to be awake and longing to be drunk.
Long life, long wandering, long confusion, long being a guest.
He was covered in glory and had the crown of King Beichen worn on his head.
Xia Yu'an held the jade edict in his hand and took the document representing the king.
Become who he wants to be.
Looking back, he saw the entire city of Dashaojing covered with flowers, but not a single one of them was him.
And all of them are him.
This is what he wanted.
The path he prepared for him.
Can't cry.
Can't cry.
Xia Yu'an, you have to be strong.
…
Seven days later.
Thousand Buddha Temple.
"Shenxing, is there any way I can meet him again in my next life?"
"I don't know."
"But I can go for a walk with you."
"Go and worship the gods and Buddhas, maybe it will help?"
"I don't believe in gods or Buddhas."
Xia Yu paused: "He doesn't believe it either."
"Just to relax and find some comfort." Shenxing stood up, brushed his body and smiled.
"You can't keep quiet all the time."
The two came to Yue Lake, stood on a tall cruise ship, and looked at the scenery of the lake and river.
Now that the times are peaceful and prosperous, it seems that everything has changed and is so full of vitality.
Only the moonlit lake in front of the door, and the autumn wind do not change the old waves.
Is loneliness the norm, and is liveliness always short-lived?
You taught me how to meet, how to be happy, how to say goodbye, how to enjoy the simple pleasures of life, and how to achieve true love.
You are in my joy, you are in my sorrow, and you are also in my dreams.
The cruise ship slowly crossed to Guanyin Temple.
"Go and worship, it's very effective." Shenxing said with a smile.
Xia Yu'an turned around and looked at him.
It was clear in his eyes: he didn't believe it either, he just wanted comfort.
Xia Yuan looked towards the temple where white smoke was curling up.
The incense is burning and people are coming and going.
Sitting on the cushion, Xia Yu'an put his hands together and bowed deeply to the statue of Guanyin.
He prostrated himself like this and knelt for a very long time.
So long that perhaps even the gods are tired of hearing it.
Shenxing waited outside like this, and when he came out, he held his hand, smiled, and pulled him back to the boat.
The two of them strolled around for a whole day. The night was dark and the moon was bright.
Xia Yu'an recalled the poems his brother had taught him.
Water chestnuts and lotus roots are sold at night markets, and boats are loaded with silk and satin. I know the moon is still awake, and my homesickness is in the fishermen's songs.
"I seem to have been here before in a dream."
"Have you been here in a dream?"
"With him."
The moon and the flowers are moving away, but their reflections in the water are close enough to lean on each other.
The willows in Pingjiang are green, and the flowers and the moon are far away.
"Go back."
"It's time to go home." said Shenxing.
"What?"
"Home, you don't know where to go?"
Xia Yuan was in a trance.
For those without ambition, the road ahead is endless and they have nothing to seek. For those without a home, the road home is long and they have nowhere to go.
"I no longer have a home..."
Now that my brother is gone, where is home?
The third brother who loves him the most.
His lover, his brother.
The mountain light is dark and the sky is clear. I have not let down the Tathagata and you.
I thought this world was peaceful, with beautiful flowers and beautiful scenery. But now I understand for the first time what it means to have no place to rest and no one to rely on.
So what if everything in this world is good?
…
Early in the morning, Xia Yu'an pushed Xia Silan to Red Maple Mountain.
This is where Xuefu was buried, and it was also the place where her brother promised to take her to play.
After the rain, the green of grass floats among the leaves in the forest, and the wind is mixed with the warmth and moisture of withered petals.
There are little rabbits making nests in the green moss and poking their heads out of the soil.
Autumn is the season of withering.
But there is still new life.
What about me, brother, what about us?
Last night I burned the remaining manuscripts myself and put them in the fire.
The raging flames swept the paper away.
I sat alone on the steps for a long time, with rain falling between the curtains.
Joys and sorrows, separations and reunions are always merciless. I'll just sit there dripping on the steps until dawn.
Life is too long, I can't wait.
Osmanthus flowers fell from my hands.
The room is near, but people are far away; I am envious of what I see and hear.
We are often guests in this world, and our hometown is our most beloved place.
Brother, I am going to look for my hometown.
Xia Yu'an pushed Xia Silan across the mountain road and through the fragrant soil.
Hidden in the jungle, there is an abandoned Guanyin temple.
Open your eyes and look at the road ahead; close your eyes and see God.
I look up to the saint morning and night, and the rain continues to fall.
Her Highness Guanyin has an everlasting hatred, while Maitreya is filled with misery.
Ever since what happened to you, I no longer believe in gods or Buddhas.
Believe it or not, you left me in the end.
Xia Yu'an still struggled and went in to pay his respects.
I hope I can meet my brother again in the next life.
Life after life...
Xia Yu'an pushed Xia Silan and continued walking, and finally reached the top of the cliff.
All you see is a sea of fiery red maples.
The sun sets into the distant starry sky, the world suddenly becomes dark, and the mountains and rivers have already entered autumn.
Xia Yu'an held his hand.
"You once said..." Xia Yu'an's hands trembled slightly, and he was a little unsteady: "You want to accompany me to watch the mountains turn red and the forests turn colorful..."
"The beauty remains, but you are not here yet..."
"elder brother."
Xia Yu'an knelt on the ground, resting his head on Xia Silan's lap, and gradually closed his eyes.
I wish the mountains were high and the roads were long, so that I could be with you day and night.