Day by day, the thin mist was gradually blown away by the breeze. The bright sunshine was sweet and warm, like a gentle hand, gently brushing the boy's hot cheeks.
Guan Heng stood outside Xie Ziyou's courtyard and smiled.
His You was still so cute.
The morning breeze was like wine, blowing against his face. Every wisp of air contained an intoxicating sweetness. Guan Heng's heart was also surging with undercurrents. A series of bubbles floated to the surface of the water and exploded with a bang, splashing out sweet water.
It was called happiness.
The young man's eyebrows and eyes curved into crescents as he happily raised his hand. His fingertips touched the seal on the courtyard door. Just as he was about to do the same thing and drill his way in again, a light gray vortex appeared on his fingertips. Guan Heng looked at the barrier in front of him that was rippling again. On second thought, his profound energy quietly quieted down, and the wind around him weakened slightly.
No, this was not good.
If he went in again, he was afraid that he would be thrown out by You who was still angry.
He might as well prepare something else. You liked to drink the soup he made. Why didn't he make a bowl himself and bring it over?
The idea flashed in Guan Heng's mind. The boy's slender index finger pressed on the rippling seal. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and his obsidian-like pupils were overflowing with light.
The feeling of washing his hands and making soup for his lover was completely different from when he was in Luoling, when they only had a hazy favorable impression of each other. Just by imagining the scene — You You's cheeks were rosy, and her hands that were fairer than porcelain glaze held the exquisite porcelain soup bowl. She opened her dark red lips and swallowed the fish soup that he had meticulously brewed, and her beautiful eyes curved in satisfaction and contentment.
Guan Heng's expression was blurred, and his heart was filled with an unusually strong sense of joy.
The finger that touched the seal trembled slightly and quietly withdrew.
It was decided so happily!
Today, we'll eat fish!
Guan Heng turned around with a smile on his face. His feet were floating, and he had almost mastered the power of levitation that was unique to Level Seven. Every step he took was like stepping on cotton, and the next step he could take off from the ground.
But … where would there be fish in the Central Academy?
After pondering for a moment, the teenager realized that ever since he stepped into the Central Academy, he had only seen fish in the pond in Youyou's courtyard last night.
The beautiful golden-red koi fish leaped out of the water, splashing water like stars under the moonlight. Their movements were nimble, fat, and tender. They had been fed Xuan Li all year round, so their eyes were more lively than ordinary fish …
Stop, stop!
This idea is too dangerous. You you will cry if you know the truth!
The warm sunlight shone on his body, so comfortable that he almost closed his eyes.
Guan Heng narrowed his eyes, his thoughts whirling.
But just as he took a few light steps and turned a corner into a nearby courtyard, a black shadow suddenly leapt out from the side of the road and charged straight at Guan Heng like an arrow released from a bow.
Guan Heng's mind, which was full of beautiful thoughts, suddenly turned cold. In an instant, he calmed down. The most instinctive battle instinct he had developed from fighting in the mountains and the wilderness made him instantly assume a strong defensive posture. His right leg swept back, raising a cloud of dust. At the same time, he put his five fingers together, as sharp as a knife, and blocked in front of him!
The Dark Shadow suddenly stopped in front of him.
It was only one step away.
The newcomer had a head of messy short hair. The corners of his brown brocade robe were embroidered with low-key but luxurious dark gold patterns. He wore a pair of neat leather boots, the surface of which had a tough and dark luster. It was obvious that they were made of high-quality mystical beast skin.
But the boots were covered with dew, and the corners of his brocade robe were also wet from the thick dew that had accumulated all night.
Wu Zhengying blinked his red, swollen, and dry eyes. The heavy bags under his eyes, which had not slept all night, made him look haggard. He helplessly bit his lips, lowered his head, and saluted Guan Heng with his hands folded.
"Guan Heng … Big Brother!"
Guan Heng: "…?"
The teenager's hand that had cut through the cool breeze suddenly stopped, awkwardly hanging in the air.
Guan Heng's eyebrows gradually furrowed.
This guy … Had he lost his mind?
"Look up and see clearly. I'm not your big brother." Guan Heng said indifferently, "Look for your big brother. Turn around, go straight, turn left, and randomly ask someone — Don't ask me."
He did not have a good impression of these two brothers.
Wu Cong was his rival in love, so there was no need to mention him. And this kid in front of him could be said to be the chief culprit who had caused the misunderstanding between him and Youyou. If he had not insisted on snatching the bracelet, he would not have made things so big that Youyou could not clean up the mess.
It was rare for Guan Heng to be in a good mood, so he did not want to waste time arguing with Wu Zhengying. He immediately stepped sideways and brushed past the teenager's shoulder.
— But a hand pulled on his sleeve.
Wu Zhengying, with heavy dark circles under his eyes, said pitifully, "Big Brother, can I be your little brother? Please teach me how to become strong, how to … attract my big brother's attention … "
The latter half of the teenager's sentence became softer and softer until it was almost inaudible. His thick eyebrows furrowed dispiritedly, and his bright eyes were full of disappointment and frustration.
He hung his head dejectedly for a moment, then reached into his clothes with his right hand. After fumbling for a while, he took out a few thin booklets.
"How Geniuses Are Made", "Dou Xuan Continent", and "Guan Breaks the Heavens".
His messy hair was wet from the dew and covered in a thin layer of sweat, sticking to Wu Zhengying's forehead. The teenager awkwardly held the booklets tightly, lowered his head, and stammered, "Big Brother Guan, please teach me how to become strong! I — I can be your disciple! "
When he said the word "master," the youth suddenly raised his head and met Guan Heng's dazed gaze. His pitch-black pupils were suffused with a bright light and overflowed with an eagerness to see through them.
Guan Heng: "…"
Guan Heng felt a headache coming on.
He frowned and carefully looked at the teenager standing respectfully in front of him for a while. The first thought in his mind was that "this is a conspiracy".
Wu Zhengying looked embarrassed and confused. His dispirited appearance did not seem to be fake.
But …
"You don't think that everything written in this book is true, do you?"
Guan Heng said helplessly.
"… Is it not true?"
Wu Zhengying raised his head in surprise.
Guan Heng was extremely helpless, but he also felt a little amused.
He shook his head and sighed softly. He put his right index and middle fingers together and gently patted the back of Wu Zhengying's hand that was holding his sleeve.
Wu Zhengying felt the pain on the back of his hand and gasped. He withdrew his hand and let go of Guan Heng's sleeve. However, he still refused to give up. His watery eyes didn't blink as he stared at Guan Heng with reddened eyes.
… There was actually such a simple person in the world.
Guan Heng thought to himself, "Zhao Youcai is already a rare weirdo, but this guy in front of me is the new generation surpassing the old. Is he trying to play the word" naive "to the extreme and make full use of the enemy's compassion?"
"Let's not talk about whether the story in the book is true or not," Guan Heng said helplessly, "Even if I really have the ability to teach you a lot of skills, how are you going to attract your brother's attention?"
"Beat him up?"
Wu Zhengying nodded seriously.
From the moment he was born, he had always stood in the shadows, watching the tall and slender youth walk further and further away. From the good older brother who would play with him when he was young, he had turned into a gloomy and arrogant clan brother who would always leave him with a cold back view.
The teenager tried to find ways to attract his brother's attention and worked hard to cultivate, trying to surpass his brother's achievements. He hoped that his brother's indifferent gaze would stay on him for a while, but it was a failure.
A failure.
His talent was not bad, but he was still not as good as his outstanding brother. No matter how hard he worked, he could only follow in that person's footsteps and repeat a part of his path.
It was a simple part.
As for the other part, which was profound and dangerous, the teenager still had a long way to go.
Was his talent limited?
That was good.
He went to find a better talent. In front of him was a living example of "from a loser to a counterattack". He put down all his self-esteem and begged his brother to teach him something, something that would allow him to challenge a genius even if his talent was mediocre.
Why did his brother pay so much attention to Guan Heng?
Wasn't it because Guan Heng once tied with him?
That's right, this fellow was flirting with the flat-chested girl from the Xie family right in front of his brother. This was probably the only time his brother had ever lost to someone in a competition since he was born …
"I want to win against him."
Wu Zhengying's nose twitched slightly and his voice was choked up.
"If I can defeat him, he will pay attention to me."
Listening to the teenager's angry tone, Guan Heng's eyelids twitched slightly.
He crossed his arms and leaned against the gray stone wall. In his mind, he simulated the scene of Wu Zhengying punching his brother and calculated Wu Cong's possible reaction. After a long silence, he showed a look of disapproval.
"Although from the perspective of personal grudges, I fully support your decision and can't wait for you to immediately break through and press that guy to the ground — but."
Guan Heng slowly organized his words. He crossed his index fingers and made a "wrong" gesture.
He said, "Do you really think that Wu Cong paying attention to you as much as he pays attention to me is a good change?"
The sky was quiet, and the branches and leaves rustled.
Wu Zhengying stared blankly with a pair of big eyes and a dull expression. The sunlight passed through the thick branches and leaves and cast a mottled halo on the teenager's face. With a cursory glance, it looked like a patch of pockmarks.
His expression was clearly saying, "Isn't that the case?"
Guan Heng: "…"
Ah, that's enough.
"I'm half an enemy to him." Guan Heng said earnestly, "With your brother's narrow-mindedness, can he tolerate a younger brother who has been following behind him all this time to surpass him?"
"If you really become very strong, you will completely break with him — I'm afraid he won't even want to look at you, because every moment you appear is a denial of his ability."
Wu Zhengying was stunned for a moment. He wanted to cry but had no tears. "Then, then what should I do?"
"Continue to please him? Like how my younger brother fawns on me? "
Guan Heng pursed his lips and shook his head.
"No," he said firmly. "A simp has no future. Just look at yourself — are you very friendly to your younger brother who flatters you? Are you respectful to your younger brother? "
"…"
Wu Zhengying's expression collapsed little by little. His eyelids drooped weakly, and he squatted on the ground dispiritedly as if his tendons and veins had been pulled out from his spine.
"Then what should I do?"
The young man's eyes were watery, and tears were hanging from the corners of his eyes. Finally, as his dark eyelashes trembled violently, two clear streaks of tears flowed down his cheeks.
He was helpless and pitiful, like a lamb who had suddenly lost its way.
Guan Heng leaned against the wall and listened to the choking sound in his ears. He closed his eyes slightly.
There was a faint trace of pity in his heart.
It was really a cruel thing to care about someone who didn't care about you.
Fortunately, he and Youyou liked each other. Fortunately, there was love between them, and not brotherly friendship between them. Otherwise, if he stood in Wu Zhengying's position and Youyou didn't care about him, what would he do?
Would he also squat at the intersection and cry helplessly?
"… No," Guan Heng said in a low voice. "You can't do this."
He took two steps forward, leaned over slightly, and patted Wu Zhengying's shoulder comfortingly.
"If you're determined to do this, then do it. Do your best to treat him well. It doesn't matter if you pester him, but let him see you every day. Let him be familiar with your voice and aura, so familiar that you're integrated into every aspect of his life."
Wu Zhengying rubbed his eyes with the back of his hand and sniffed. "Isn't that the bootlicker you mentioned?"
"Must you lick him until the end?"
Guan Heng said helplessly. "In short, let him be familiar with your existence first. Then, one day, when you realize that you're tired and don't want to continue living like this, you can choose to leave."
Wu Zhengying whispered, "Kezongge and I are already very familiar with each other."
"… Then leave now!"
"I won't."
At the mention of "leave", the young man's expression suddenly changed. He bit his lower lip and shook his head repeatedly. He said firmly, "I won't leave."
"If I leave, I won't have a chance to get close to Cong. Cong will have new underlings. Do you know how many people want to be Cong's underlings?"
The interpersonal relationships in a big family were intricate and complicated. Wu Cong was the most outstanding junior in the family and a candidate for the future head of the Wu family. In Wu Zhengying's eyes, it was an extremely precious opportunity to call Wu Cong, who was completely unrelated to him by blood, "brother".
He couldn't give up.
The young man's face was still covered with tear stains. Under the sunlight, they were glistening with water. The tear stains stuck to his eyelashes and created heavy dark circles under his eyes.
Guan Heng sighed softly.
He squatted down and whispered, "Wu Zhengying, have you looked in the mirror?"
Wu Zhengying didn't understand and nodded blankly.
"Then, do you like yourself in the mirror?"
"Uh …"
The young man didn't know how to answer for a moment. He thought in distress, "Looking in the mirror is looking in the mirror. What's there to like?"
Guan Heng said earnestly, "Look, you never pay attention to yourself in the mirror, just like no one pays attention to their own shadow."
"You and Wu Cong have a similar hairstyle and wear the same color clothes. You retrace the path he walked and follow his footsteps step by step. You're completely shrouded in his shadow. How do you want him to see you?"
"If you want to be remembered, you have to be yourself first. Not Xiao Wu Cong, but Wu Zhengying."
Wu Zhengying seemed to understand but didn't.
He raised his head slightly, and the breeze blew through the young man's hair. The Platanus trees in the corner were lush, and the palm-sized leaves were yellowed. Under the sunlight, they appeared to be a gorgeous pale gold. As the breeze blew, faint shadows appeared on the shoulders and cheeks of the two people.
"It's not a mistake to care about someone, and it's not a shameful thing to feel guilty about," Guan Heng said softly. His clear voice floated gently in the wind. "There's no need to humble yourself in the dust and be stained with mud. It's better to be magnanimous and tell him. "
After saying that, Guan Heng stood up, flicked the dust off his jacket, and walked straight ahead.
He remembered that when the weather was clear, he had seen a mirror-like reflection on the mountainside behind the mountain. Now, he thought that it might be a lake.
There should be wild fish in the lake, right?
Behind him, Wu Zhengying, who was squatting on the ground, frowned. Many complex emotions flashed through the young man's eyes. Finally, they settled down, and only a determination to cut off all means of retreat emerged.
The young man bit his lip and raised his hand to wipe his face.
After wiping away his tears, he was full of energy again. He jumped up from the ground and shouted at Guan Heng from afar, "Thank you!"
"You don't have to thank me."
Guan Heng waved at him from afar. He raised his eyebrows slightly and said with a smile, "If you can keep that guy busy for a while, he won't have time to bother me and You. I'm just helping myself."
Wu Zhengying said sincerely, "Thank you for being willing to let bygones be bygones and tell me this."
"Also, before in Luo Ling, I made trouble out of nothing and caused you trouble … I'm sorry!"
"There's no need to apologize."
Guan Heng's elegant figure disappeared around the corner, leaving behind only half of his clothes and a teasing laugh.
"Didn't you also help me pick the Sly Butterfly Orchids? Two hundred of them, that's really a big deal. Didn't your brother scold you? "
His hearty laughter gradually drifted in the wind. The leaves of the parasol tree swayed, and the Shasha whistled. Small brown pompoms gently bumped against each other between the branches. A gust of wind suddenly blew, and the pompoms fluttered in the direction of the sunlight like a strange rain.
Wu Zhengying stood in the same place. The corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, revealing a row of clean white teeth.
The youth's eyes were filled with gratitude. He crossed his hands and bowed deeply in the direction of the street corner where Guan Heng disappeared.
…
At the same time, in a quiet courtyard hundreds of meters away, Xie Ziyou angrily crossed her arms and leaned against the wall. Her ink-black hair fell over her shoulders along her snow-white clothes, and the ends of her hair swept over the rough stone wall.
She waited for a long time, but Guan Heng didn't break the seal again and enter the courtyard.
Ah, ah, ah, bastard!
She only chased that guy out because she was ashamed and angry. She didn't really want him to leave!
This person … Isn't his emotional quotient very high? Why can't he see her feelings clearly at this critical moment?
Xie Ziyou bit her lower lip. Her delicate peach blossom eyes were full of conflict. She reached out to the center of the array for the umpteenth time. Fair Complexion's slender fingers held the valve made of deep-sea ebony. She hesitated whether or not to release the seal, hinting to Guan Heng to come back quickly.
Or, should he go out and look for him?
… That's right, that's right.
Guan Heng had been working hard to promote their relationship. Perhaps she was a little too reserved.
Xie Ziyou slowly withdrew her hand from the valve. Her fingertips clasped the ends of her sleeves. She furrowed her beautiful eyebrows, and her eyes were full of thoughts.
She should be more enthusiastic about Guan Heng. She didn't want to disappoint her lover …
She hesitated for a long time, but she didn't have much time to make a decision.
After the idea of going out and looking for him appeared, Xie Ziyou immediately suppressed all other distracting thoughts. She immediately turned around. She didn't even want to go to the courtyard door that was a little far away. She gently patted the gray stone wall with her white and tender palm. She jumped up lightly, her long sleeves fluttering like a swallow made of ice and snow.
However, the moment Xie Ziyou jumped onto the wall, the array outside the courtyard quietly trembled. Wave-like patterns appeared in mid-air, forming circles of ripples accompanied by a clear buzzing sound.
This was the normal way to trigger the array. It was suitable for visitors to come and go. It could notify the people in the courtyard that a guest had come to visit.
Xie Ziyou frowned slightly, but her eyes lit up.
Guan Heng had been outside for so long. Could it be that he was studying the normal way to use the array?
Really, what was there to delay? If he didn't know how to use it, he could have asked her. Moreover, that method of simulating aura was obviously more convenient. She was just talking about it. How could she really be angry …
Xie Ziyou secretly curled her lips into a smile. She stepped into the void and hurried out of the courtyard. "Guan — —"
The person standing quietly outside the door slowly turned around.
The young man had a handsome appearance. His slightly long black hair was slightly messy, and the corners of his clothes were stained with light brown mud. His entire person was travel-worn, as if he had just traveled a long distance and walked through a rugged mountain path for hundreds of miles.
"Junior Sister."
Wu Cong called out lightly. At the same time, he smiled and extended his hand to Xie Ziyou.
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