In the shaking vision, there is always Xie Tianfa's worried face.

"My deskmate lent me a pen last week and didn't return it to me today. That little fat guy is so annoying."

Xie Tianfa stretched out his hand in the air, as if he was always ready to catch him, "I'll rush him in the afternoon."

"Well," Qinghe walked backwards on the playground track step by step, "Also, during class just now, your deskmate poked me with his pencil." As if he had been greatly wronged, he stopped and tried his best.

He pulled his back collar and said, "Look, look, it's all dirty."

Xie Tianfa nodded, "I'll tell him in a moment not to extend the pencil forward."

"And..." Qinghe started to retreat again. Just as he took a step forward, a figure ran quickly behind him. He couldn't see it, but Xie Tianfa could see it clearly. He grabbed Qinghe's arm with quick eyes and hands, and pulled Qinghe's arm.

He pulled it into his arms.

The field of vision became narrow, and all that could be seen was Xie Tianfa's student uniform.

After a few seconds, he drove Qinghe further and said, "We didn't hit him."

"No." Qinghe laughed childishly, "It didn't hit me at all. Tianfa is too powerful."

Xie Tianfa rarely took the initiative to speak, "Didn't you just say that there is also..."

"Oh yes!" Qinghe's eyes lit up, "And the grasshopper you caught for me last time, he ran away..." As he spoke, his expression became sad, "I can't find him. You

Can you help me catch another one?"

Xie Tianfa probably didn't expect this request, so he nodded in surprise, "Okay."

He chose the place to catch grasshoppers on a lawn behind the school woods. The school was built on higher ground. This small lawn was too remote and was rarely developed by these children, but he knew that he could see the complete grasshopper here.

Sunset. Xie Tianfa walked over holding Qinghe's hand, put his schoolbag on the grass, "Sit down."

"Tianfa Tianfa, look at that sun! Does it look like an oversized egg yolk?" Qinghe sat on his small schoolbag and looked at the sky, "But I don't like eating egg yolks, do you like it? I won't be able to finish it next time.

Can I give it to you secretly?"

Tianfa sat on the floor next to him and pulled a grass stalk from the ground, "I like it."

"Then I'll give it to you next time." Qinghe became happy for no reason, looking at the setting sun. The twilight fell from the sky into the lake, dyeing a pool of clear water red. "Look, if the egg yolk falls into the water, it will be even harder."

have eaten."

"It's okay, I'll eat."

Qinghe was smiling when a grasshopper appeared in front of his eyes. Xie Tianfa shook the long grass stalk in his hand, and the grasshopper also shook it, as if it would jump away in the next moment.

Same.

"What is this?!" Qinghe carefully held the grasshopper with both hands, his eyes shining, "Is this for me?"

"Yeah." Xie Tianfa let go, "This one will never run away again."

"I like this grasshopper!" There was a smile in the gentle voice. Every word, the rising sound at the end of the sentence, was so obvious that it could no longer be compared to the obvious happiness.

It turns out that Qinghe used to be like this.

For some reason, Wei Huan felt a trace of sadness in his heart. Perhaps it was because he already knew the outcome from the beginning. How the process played out and how fate changed seemed to be meaningless. This layer of irreversible sad dust,

It cannot be brushed off no matter what.

"No manners at all." Qinghe's father You Su, who was sitting at the dinner table, taught him a lesson again, "Dad has told you many times that you can't forget your etiquette just because he is with you every day. Considering your age, you should

Call him Brother Tianfa. You are so happy every day now and can go to school as well as other children. All this is thanks to Brother Tianfa."

Qinghe pushed the bowl unhappily, "Why should I thank him? I don't want to, and I don't want to call him brother. He is not my biological brother."

"You kid is really becoming more and more ignorant. Usually I..."

Seeing that he was going to be angry, my mother couldn't help but smooth things over, "Okay, if Xiaohe doesn't want to, forget it. Tianfa won't mind."

But Qinghe's father was still very insistent, "We can't let him develop this habit. Others are children too, so why should we guard your child every day? Originally, I felt that this matter was debatable, and I had no choice but to do it. If Xiaohe regarded this as a

It stands to reason that there is something wrong with our tutor."

"You also know that it is a last resort. If it weren't for you, would Qinghe have to be worried every day? Besides, if the child Tianfa hadn't been picked up by us and had no parents or relatives, he would probably have gone to the battlefield early. By then,

…”

"It's wrong for you to think this way. You and I can't communicate..."

During the whole process, Qinghe's eyes were kept lowered. Wei Huan and the others could not see their father or mother, and could only listen to the argument between them.

His hand was hidden under the beautiful tablecloth, and in his hand was a grasshopper stuck in grass.

Time continued to move forward. In Qinghe's sight, Xie Tianfa's figure became taller and taller. However, Wei Huan also discovered that he began to carry weapons on his body. The corners of his uniform jacket were occasionally lifted by the wind, and the gun clip tied around his waist appeared.

It will be exposed a little.

The strange thing is that the older they grow up, the less they seem to talk to each other.

When he was a child, Qinghe would occasionally call him brother, although most of the time he would just call him by his first name. But when he grew up, he almost no longer took the initiative to call him brother, and sometimes even deliberately distanced himself.

"Don't follow me today." Qing He turned his back to Xie Tianfa and walked in front. The two of them walked in front of him, and his shadow was right under his feet. "I promised others to go out to play."

Xie Tianfa's voice echoed from behind, "With whom and where?"

"It's very safe. She will bring bodyguards, many bodyguards." Qinghe said with a hint of anger and surprise, "You don't have to follow me, don't follow me."

There was no sound behind him, but the shadow was still there, but it had become a quiet shadow.

"Don't you understand when I'm talking to you?" Qinghe turned around, his face seemed to be full of suppressed dissatisfaction, "Are you a robot? Don't you know anything except protecting me?"

Xie Tianfa's eyes darkened and he looked away, but he remained silent.

"Forget it." Qinghe turned his head as if he had given up on himself, "Whatever you want."

Somehow, Wei Huan felt that his willfulness at this moment seemed aggrieved. He seemed to be the arrogant one, but at heart he was a child who wanted toys but couldn't get them.

The memory was pushed back by Jing Yun, and the picture moved forward quickly like a movie in fast forward. The phantoms around him changed rapidly in a strange and bizarre manner. Only when chaos appeared, Jing Yun stopped the spell, "It seems... something happened"

Already."

After stepping back a little, a rare chaotic scene appeared in front of them. Crowds of people were surging, huddled together, and all kinds of voices came swarming in. Maybe it was a press conference, or maybe it was another public event, in short

From Qinghe's perspective, his father You Su was standing in front of a podium, speaking seriously.

The next moment, the appearance of a bullet pushed the chaotic entropy value to its peak.

The noisy crowd and the blessing of the silencer made the attack almost invisible and intangible, turning the fair and just assassination into an assassination haunted by the surging crowd.

Qinghe could only see his father's figure covering his heart and retreating, and his clothes that were rapidly turning red.

It was a blue tie he scrawled out for his father before going out, but now it had turned into a dirty deep purple.

His brain stopped functioning instantly, and he could only let the person who lived like a shadow pull him into the car, pass through the completely crazy crowd, and escape from this disorderly nest like a loser.

Time makes no exception for any grieving soul. He strides forward coldly and aloofly, never stopping for a moment.

Further behind is Qinghe, fully dressed and kneeling in front of the mourning hall, with his shadow still standing beside him.

His mother seemed not as strong as her son, unable to accept the reality. She heard about the so-called psychic secrets from somewhere, and from then on this became her spiritual sustenance after losing her husband.

"What?" She walked anxiously back and forth in the corridor, and her tone of voice when talking to her confidants became more and more irritable, "I don't want a demon slayer! I'm not afraid of demons! I want him back!"

"They said they can summon souls, go and find them for me! Whether it's a wizard or a priest, I want to summon souls..."

Qinghe stood on the balcony of his room, silently accepting his mother's hysteria through the wall. Hearing the sound of the bedroom door opening and closing, he did not look back, but spoke lightly.

"Do you think there really is such a magic in the world?"

Looking at the broken moon, he knew that he would not get much response.

"If I die one day, your mission has failed." Qinghe turned his head with a smile and looked at the shadow that had been following him for many years, "No, you are free."

Xie Tianfa's brows wrinkled slightly.
Chapter completed!