The head of the Yuan family does not want to be reincarnated in the Chanyuan

Chapter 536 Missing

"I thought Shuo wouldn't be able to tell me apart." Yuan Manzhong leaned back on the tree, and then slowly slid down, sitting back and smiling.

"As long as it's my brother, I will recognize it no matter what." Yuan Manshuo didn't think it was a thing worth mentioning. No matter how similar it was, the difference was different. "Brother's movements, I couldn't be more familiar with them."

He still clearly remembers that every time before training, when the weapon in his hand was blown away, Yuan Manzhong would always pick it up with the long knife in his hand, return the weapon to his hand, and wait for him to get ready , patiently said "come again" to him.

How can a poor imitator know what the real brother is like?

"It's been a long time, right? But it feels like Shuo came here just a second ago." Yuan Manzhong stretched out his hand as if he couldn't perceive the fatal injury, and let the blood spurt out, "Now it seems... "

Yuanman paused, with pride and relief—perhaps mixed with a trace of guilt—smiled and said: "I am already a qualified patriarch." I have missed you for such a long time.

"Didn't I say it a long time ago?" Yuan Manshuo whispered, "Leave everything to me."

"Are you saying that I underestimate you?" Yuan Manzhong coughed and said with a faint smile in his eyes.

"No." Yuan Manshuo's eyes were bent, and he said in a gentle voice, "I just want to say... I'm very happy."

Even if it's just a short side, even if it's just a few words, I'm...very happy.

"Really?"

"...really." Yuan Manshuo lowered his eyes, avoiding Yuan Manzhong's gaze, and said softly.

lie.Yuan Manzhong looked at him helplessly, even though he grew up, Shuo never changed in this regard, all the things that might cause other people's worries were always hidden in his heart alone, and he was never willing to reveal the slightest bit.

The technique lighted up and shrouded Yuan Manshuo's body slowly. He raised his head in shock, as if he wanted to stop him, but Yuan Manzhong just shook his head at him and said calmly: "Let me Take a look, Shuo."

The heart seemed to be clenched into a ball, and it had to do its best to beat in the small and confined space to absorb any trace of air, and every time it would hit heavily on the wall that locked it, it hurt so much Shaking all over, but can only be held down by any weight you can think of that might help, and can't make a sound.

If someone sees it...

If someone else hears it...

Yuan Manzhong seemed to want to say something, but in the end he just softened his expression, his eyes were shrouded in a hazy mist, his lips trembled and he made a slight voice: "So it's so sad."

Yuan Manshuo just clenched his hand and said nothing, Yuan Manzhong touched his cheek with his hand, and asked softly: "Suo, if this is the case, let me take it away."

"This kind of thing, if brother wants it, just take it away."

"So in exchange, what does Shuo want?"

what do you want?Yuan Manshuo blinked slowly, thinking desperately, but finally had to admit:

I want a lot of things, but after counting them one by one, it seems that there are very few. In the end, none of them can be told to you, brother.

All I want more than anything else is...

So after the silence, he could only say this: "A beautiful dream." Yuan Manshuo showed a light smile, grabbed the hand that was on his cheek with his hand, and repeated, "A beautiful dream." It’s a sweet dream to have my brother around.”

"Is this enough?"

"That's enough." Yuan Manshuo has already accepted everything, so from now on, there is no extravagance, anyway... "There will always be a reunion, right? After a long, long time."

"It's true to say that." Yuan Manzhong just regretted that the time given to him was not long enough for him to finish all the words, "I have to sleep for a long time, remember to wake me up when the time comes."

"Yeah." Yuan Manshuo felt as if a small hole had been poked in his heart, and all the sadness and sadness squeezed out of it, and then disappeared without a trace, leaving only a hole full of holes. And with an empty heart, "I will never forget it."

"Pa-ta." The transparent water drops fell on the ground, Yuan Manzhong slightly opened his eyes wide, and his fingers brushed Yuan Manshuo's cheeks in a daze, "Suo?"

"Me?" Yuan Manshuo looked blankly at himself reflected in Yuan Manzhong's pupils. It was no different from usual, but the tears were like broken strings of beads, one by one, colorless tears bloomed on the ground. flower.

"Suo?" "Yuan?"

Several voices sounded at the same time, and Shier from the Chanyuan stared blankly at the tears falling from Yuan Manshuo's face. He had only seen Shuo cry once, and that time it didn't come from Shuo's heart, but now...

He subconsciously stretched out his hand to catch the teardrop that looked crystal clear in the sun, but saw it pass through his fingers and hit the ground, and all he could do was watch.

can only watch.

Zenyuan Shier only felt as if there was a rope wrapped around his neck, and it tightened little by little, making him unable to breathe. From the beginning until today, all the powerlessness he felt came from Shuo. For a moment, I wondered if Shuo really needed his existence?

what can i doWhat can I do for you?As long as you say it... Zenyuan Shier looked at Yuan Manshuo stubbornly, with madness in his green eyes, as long as you said it!

On the other hand, Su Nuo on the two sides only felt irritated for a while. He frowned and looked at Yuan Manshuo. He also thought about what Yuan Manshuo looked like when he cried, but it was definitely not this kind of "weak" tears.

But this kind of fragility that seems to be broken at the touch of it is just in line with the aesthetics of the double-faced Su Nuo, and this is Yuanmanshuo...or more should be said because this is Yuanmanshuo, so no matter what it looks like, the double-faced Su Nuo didn't think it was ugly, but in this case...

No matter what I feel, I won't be listened to by this guy.Su Nuo on both sides cast a strange look of "pity" mixed with condescension towards Yuan Manshuo, then glanced at Yuan Manzhong, grinned and stepped back to distance himself.

Take it as an act of kindness.Two-faced Su Nuo thought "be merciful", because this guy has "pleased" me these few days, let's bypass him for the time being.

"Why?" Yuan Manshuo raised his hand, he touched the water mark, his fingertips were wet immediately, "I obviously..."

Obviously I won't feel sad anymore.

"Don't look at me, brother." Yuan Manshuo was almost speechless. He wiped away his tears with his sleeve in a bit of embarrassment, but the tears that came from nowhere seemed to go against his wishes completely, as if to At the last moment, all the sadness and pain that was long ago, all that was almost forgotten, was no longer patiently vented, "I don't know...I don't want to..."

Yuan Manshuo was talking incoherently, and the countless pictures were like heavy snow in winter, pressing down thickly, making him unable to breathe, and like fireworks in the sky, exploding colorfully, but in the end, only Down Cascading Ashes: "I'm just...just..."

Obviously already prepared, obviously just saying goodbye again like before.

But why...

"What should I do..." Yuan Manzhong looked deeply at the choked Yuan Manshuo, as if he could see through all the disguised illusions, and saw the one who was hidden in the deepest place, and even he didn't know it was crying soul, he slowly reached out and hugged him tightly.

Yuan Manshuo stayed still in place, as if he had found a place that made him feel at ease. Without too many words, his body instinctively relaxed, and the voice like green smoke dissipated in the air In, "... to stop."

"Sorry, Shuo." Yuan Manzhong said softly, "It's okay, don't think about it, everything is okay." He couldn't say any more comforting words, just like those "tongue-like lotus flowers" when facing outsiders, at this moment It all turned into something useless, and in the end just said, "Here I am, Saku."

I'm here, no one else will see, no big deal, so... cry if you want.

Yuan Manshuo's fingers grabbed the clothes on the back of him tightly, hiding all the voices in his embrace, Yuan Manzhong gently stroked his hair, raised his head and looked not far away with his eyes that had begun to blur, his face There seemed to be a hint of a smile on his face, and then he nodded slightly.

"Did he... see us?" Nagasaki Wild Rose's eyes were red, and she didn't want to think about whether it was logical at this time, she asked in a dry voice.

"No, it's..." Zenyuan Hui closed his eyes and took a deep breath, squeezed his fingers and looked behind him. Behind a big tree, Yuan Qingzhi was standing there, his hands on the tree tightly Clenched into fists, his lips were almost biting to bleed, but after all, he just watched quietly and refused to take a step forward.

All he wants to change is this.Yuan Qingzhi looked at himself, thinking ecstatically, but unfortunately after the failure of the Renhe Rebellion, he never had any chances again, and I, a shadow fighter... after all, failed to achieve anything.

"I avenged you."

"I know."

"Laiguang has also grown up. In two years, I will crown him at the coming-of-age ceremony."

"I know."

"I..." Yuan Manshuo paused for a long time before slowly saying what he thought he would never say, "I miss you, I want my brother to stay."

"..."

"All the time." Yuan Manshuo slowly straightened his waist, looked at Yuan Manzhong and said softly, "Anything can be exchanged."

It was quiet, but the soul who had arrived by mistake had already returned to the place where he should be.

"I know..." Flames emerged from Yuan Manshuo's hands and spread upward along the clasped hands. Yuan Manshuo stood up in front of the shaking crimson, and he watched the flying flames flying like butterflies. Xiang Gaokong showed a gentle smile on his face, "Brother must think so too."

From now on...

"I'm going to move on, brother." As if all the sadness flowed away with tears, Yuan Manshuo's heart was filled with a touch of warmth and hope, "Before I go to wake you up..."

Yuan Manshuo looked at the people from the Yuan family who hurried towards him behind him, his voice dissipated in the air: "Have a good dream, and... never see you again."

The next morning.

"Master Shuo?" Kui looked at Yuan Manshuo sitting beside the bed, looking out of the window in a daze, with a smile and a relaxed brow, and asked in surprise, "You seem to be in a good mood."

"Ah, indeed." Yuan Manshuo turned his head and smiled at her, "I got a promised dream."