On the other side.

Wu Fusheng left the palace and wandered aimlessly on the long streets of Zhongdu City.

These four brothers have gradually withdrawn from the death of their elder brother in two parts, not as sad as before. However, their expressions are still very gloomy and they can't laugh no matter what.

The most real thoughts of a person will be revealed on his face. Even if he doesn't feel uncomfortable when he says it, his depressed eyes and the always drooping corners of his mouth can explain everything. Even if he uses a deliberate smile to conceal it, it is not as real as usual, and it seems very deliberate and stiff.

At that time, anyone's persuasion was equal to the ears. They could not understand their inner suffering. Even if they knew to look forward, there were people who had passed away in the future that they had thought about, which would make them even more lonely and confused.

Therefore, they not only dare not think about the past, but also fear the future.

For life and death, starting from the birth of the mother's womb, it is a long journey to such a road, and no one can change or stop it.

Wan San is now the eldest of the Five Blessings Students. He kept talking all the way, trying to adjust the mood of the other three brothers.

Such a move is very pale and powerless, and it is also heartbreaking.

Although the other three knew Wan San's good intentions, the heavy layer of things that were pressing on their hearts could not be completely dispelled.

This is what people often say, but I understand it, but I just can't do it.

"Let's go eat something?"

A long street reached the end and said.

The streets of Zhongdu City are really prosperous, which is true. However, if you see too much, you will inevitably get tired. After Wufusheng finished walking this long street, he did not find anything that could make them interested.

Perhaps it’s not because the things on this long street are boring, but they lack the intention to discover interest. They are not on the street at all, so how can they be interested?

"Let's go, don't really want to sit down."

Hua Liu responded.

As the youngest among the Five Blessings Students, he also has the best relationship with his elder brother and has the deepest feelings... and is also the only one among the Five Blessings Students who still has a sad face.

Di Weitai also reminded him in a vague way, but Hua Liu was unmoved. After Liu Ruiying left, he always maintained great hostility towards Jiu Sanban, and even deliberately found faults, just to let him leave a handle in his hands, so he had an excuse to take action.

In his eyes, the only suspicion is that he has drunk three-half-half-half-half-year-olds. Now that there is no one else, he can only kill him if he wants to take revenge.

Only then did Di Weitai place three and a half wine separately, living next door to Lu Mingming, opposite Tang Zhongsongmen.

Hua Liu couldn't see people on weekdays, so he naturally could not do anything, but his emotions became even more depressed in his heart. He often stood alone in the house without lighting the lights, quietly looking at the direction of Jiu Sanban's residence, and the sword in his hand became tighter and tighter.

It seemed that he would rush out of the room the next second and randomly search for similar people on the street to chop him around. His condition was extremely unstable. After his elder brother died, he also took away his only remaining reason.

Whenever this happened, Wan San would walk forward and pat his brother's shoulder. When he turned around, he gently took his Shuriken and replaced it with a wine glass.

If you drink too much, people will be confused and you will no longer think about many things.

If someone feels that alcohol is aphrodisiac, but the more he drinks, it only means that he is not drinking enough. A refreshing drunkenness and years of time are the only two good medicines to relieve the pain in his heart.

However, even Wan San could not clearly know how his younger brother planned it. Born as a human being, he had to face the world's fate. Even if he had a dream of wandering around in his heart, he could not escape the daily life of food, rice, oil and salt.

On the night when two minutes died, the wind was strong enough to blow the stones to pieces.

Since that night, the remaining four brothers have never played chess.

Usually, the five of them played chess together, but now that one is missing, the chess game will be incomplete. It doesn’t matter if a few people get together or not. What matters is who plays together.

The chessboard is wiped every day to prevent it from being contaminated with any dust, but the chess pieces have been lying in the basket for a long time, and they are even stuck to each other.

Wan San nodded, which was considered a reply to Hua Liu.

Then I picked a random direction and continued walking.

There were bright lights everywhere and traffic was busy, but Hua Liu felt that although he was in it, he was empty-handed.

He had never felt this way, and was very sad, but he didn't know where to be sad. He could listen to others' advice, but the sadness in his heart was not resolved at all. It was like a stubborn stone being hollowed out. Even if the wind and rain outside could be withstood, the inside was already extremely mottled.

Inadvertently, I touched a flute in my pocket.

This is a two-part relic.

After Liangfen was buried, Hua Liu insisted on taking such things away and carrying them with him. He remembered that when he was a child, Liangfen often used this flute to play some minor tunes to coax him to sleep.

Now that I feel like I have been touched again, I feel like I have been in a different world. No one can play the flute, and no one can coax him to sleep.

The flute is made of animal bones, and Hua Liu doesn’t know what exactly it is. When Liangfen was alive, he didn’t have time to ask, but now he has nowhere to ask.

But looking at it, it should be done by two parts by yourself.

The appearance is not smooth and it feels a bit rough. It has only three holes and is not neat.

Different sizes and arranged in a straight line.

The three holes can blow out very limited music.

Hua Liu can't play the flute, but he has never sounded this bone flute by his side.

He just wanted to carry it with him, and when he touched it, he could bring back memories, and he could see his elder brother again in the memories.

What travels between these three holes is no longer a rhythm, but a decades of affection between brothers.

The night wind blew, and my heart trembled at this moment.

When people are anxious, they always like to play with objects on their hands.

Hua Liu touched the bone flute through his clothes, then took it out, put it to his mouth and blew it hard.

There is still no sound.

He couldn't help but sigh.

Unexpectedly, this sigh made the bone flute make a slight sound.

Hua Liu was immediately ecstatic. This was something he had never heard of before, no matter how hard he tried.

While I was happy, I blew another blow, but the bone flute still didn't sound... Everything seemed to be the same as before.

Hua Liu frowned and stared at the bone flute in his hand. Such ups and downs really made him feel uncomfortable.

"You can't be anxious when playing the flute. The breath is too heavy and too short, so it won't be able to blow it."

Wan San said.

"You can blow?"

Hua Liu looked at Wan San in confusion and asked.

"Brother played the flute, I learned it from me."

Wan San nodded and replied.

"Why are you just saying it now?"

Hua Liu asked.

"Because I don't want to teach you how to play the flute."

Wan San shrugged and said.

"Why is this?"

Hua Liu was already a little impatient.

"If you don't want to, you don't want to. Sometimes there's no reason, but if you don't want to, you're the biggest reason."

Wan San said.

After saying that, he put his hands behind his back and walked forward.

The Bend San is the highest among the five blessing brothers.

He is extremely energetic at any time, walking upright, and strides fast and large.

So often, the other four people couldn't keep up with him, and they had to be lucky and trot.

But at this time, Hua Liu found that his second brother had a hunchback from some point on his mind.

The neck is stretched forward, and the back of the neck is facing the sky.

Although it is not obvious, it is still very different from the previous uprightness. The steps are much slower.

At least, Hua Liu, who is the favorite, can catch up without any effort and walk side by side with him.

After pondering for a while, Hua Liu caught up with him, handed the bone flute in his hand to Wan San, and said:

"Second brother, can you please blow it to me next time you have time?"

Wan San secretly breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, then took the bone flute and agreed.

He knew that from this moment on, his youngest younger brother had been mostly out of his elder brother's death.

People’s nostalgia for something is often because of the story behind it or its unique origin.

As a two-part relic, this meaning is naturally extraordinary.

But if a person is always nostalgic, it is not a good thing.

Every time I see the sunset sinking, the sky seems full of wishes, but it is not enough to give back the deepest tenderness. If I end up falling into it and unable to extricate myself, everything will become very dangerous.

Holding the bone flute, Bend San holds it back in his palm.

Luck and energy break it into two pieces with a "pop", and then rub it repeatedly in your hands until it turns into powder and sprinkle it on the street.
To be continued...