Chasing King

Fengye took them to a cave. I don't know when, one wolf after another came out of the mountain and gradually covered the whole mountain. He followed the team to the forest and walked all the way.

Fengye got off the horse, looked at the hole covered by weeds, and said, "come on, take a saber."

The guard presented the sabre: "wolf king, let the subordinate come down."

"Give it to me." Feng Ye took the saber and went to cut down the weeds.

Yan Sikong said: "your wound..."

"Except for my injury!" Feng Ye suddenly turned his head and glared at Yan Sikong, "besides my duty as the wolf king, what else do you care about? You're like a competent subordinate of mine. You can give me advice and help me solve problems. In your eyes, it doesn't matter whether I'm a wolf king or not, but I have to be a wolf king, right

Yan Sikong looked at Fengye and said calmly, "I'm on you. I can't see Fengye any more."

Feng Ye stared at Yan Sikong, his eyes filled with unspeakable sadness. He lowered his head, pursed his lips, and continued to cut weeds.

Yan Si wanted to persuade him, but he couldn't speak. He had to come to a saber to help Feng Ye chop.

After clearing the weeds at the entrance of the cave, the soldiers carried the coffin into the cave. Fengye also went in. He looked around for a long time.

Yan Sikong stood beside the coffin, imagining what a fluffy and lovely little thing it was when it was just born. After 20 years, life and death were like a samsara, and it came back to the origin.

If the wolf is like this, how can people be different.

Feng Ye stretched out his hand, stroked the heavy coffin gently with his slender fingers, and said in a low voice: "I never told you why I chose soul to accompany me."

"No," said Yan Sikong

"When I was a child, I always went up the mountain to play with wolves, and only with wolves. You are my first friend." Across the coffin, Feng Ye looked at Yan Sikong, "after coming back from Datong, I miss you very much, and even begged my father to send me to Datong to find you next year."

The distant memories float in front of us one by one. Yan Sikong thinks of the two carefree children galloping in the racecourse, with mixed feelings in his heart.

"What I'm waiting for is the news of your exile to the northwest." Feng Ye shook his head. "My father sent people to the northwest to look for you and found a piece of death. I cried for a long time. I had to go up the mountain to look for the wolves. At this time, my nurse just gave birth to another nest. The soul is the biggest and the strongest one in that nest, and the only one. I'm not in a hurry to feed, but I have to climb to my side."

Yan Sikong's palm was close to the coffin, as if he felt the warm and thick fur of the one eyed wolf.

"When I was young, I lied to myself that you were born into this wolf. When I grew up, I naturally knew that it was impossible, but the real you appeared in front of me." Feng Ye's expression is very sad. "I always feel that you and I are destined to be tied up for life, but in fact, only I have been pestering you for many years."

Yan Sikong lowered her eyes, and her eyes were gloomy.

Feng Ye is right. They are about to be tied up for a lifetime, but what is tied up for a lifetime is not necessarily a good relationship. As they read so many sails, the times have changed. I'm afraid that they have gone through the vicissitudes of life, so how can they go back to their youth.

Feng Ye took out the censer and sacrifice, lit three incense sticks, put them in front of the coffin, and said in a soft voice: "soul, Sikong and I are here to accompany you tonight, so we have the right to wake you. Although you are a wolf, you don't have to follow people's funeral rites, but I want to be with you for the last time. "

Yan Sikong also put three incense sticks on his soul, chanting the Buddhist scriptures in his heart.

The guards paved a soft cave for them in the small cave and lit a bonfire. They sat in front of the coffin which sealed the soul. The fire was full of light, and the shadow of the coffin swayed on the stone wall. However, it seemed that they were not afraid of people, but they felt extremely warm.

The setting sun melts gold and the evening clouds merge. When the mountain finally returns to darkness, the wolf howls one after another in the forest.

Yansi air disaster suppresses sadness: "they also come to send souls."

"Yes." Feng Ye turned to Yan Sikong and said, "do you remember that we spent a night in the cave with soul."

Yan Sikong also looks at Feng Ye. The light of fire jumps in his dark and deep eyes. Suddenly, he thinks, I don't know when to start. These eyes have faded away from the innocence and frivolity of youth, and become deep and dark. I don't know when to start. These eyes no longer have a smile.

How long has he not seen Feng Ye smile? It's not a bitter smile, not a sneer, not a sneer, but a heartfelt smile of joy?

It was so long that he couldn't even remember.

Yan Sikong only felt that his breath became suppressed. He said, "I remember." He will always remember.

He remembered that they were soaked in the heavy rain. They met each other once, and Feng Ye's joking eyes. That night, every word they said, every look they exchanged, was very exciting.

Ten years later, the wolf who was watching for them had fallen into a long sleep. Ten years later, they sat side by side, but the middle seemed to be separated by a river of stars.

The saddest tragedy in the world is that beautiful things have changed beyond recognition.At that moment, Yan Sikong only felt sad.

Feng Ye indulged in the memory: "it was good at that time, everything was still there, everything was OK."

Yan Sikong pursed her lips.

Yes, it was so good at that time. At that time, the soul was still sleeping at their feet. At that time, they were still Fengye and yansikong. Now there are only Zhenbei king and "Qiqiang Gong".

They are scattered everywhere, where they have suffered, suffered and fought. They are scattered with their spirit and flesh, so they can no longer put together a "self".

They will never find themselves again.

Feng Ye looked at the fire with empty eyes: "strange to say, at that time I felt I had everything, but now I feel I have nothing."

“…… Feng Ye, you can't want everything. "

"I used to get what I wanted, but you are the only one I want most. Even if you are by my side now, I still feel that..." Feng Ye said softly, "you will leave me one day."

Yan Sikong did not answer.

"When you disappeared, I..." Just recalling those days and nights of suffering, Feng Ye shuddered with fear. It was the most desperate, darkest and most painful time in his life. The memory was enough to break his heart. "I think, as long as you live, I don't ask for anything, as long as you live."

Feng Ye took a breath, suppressed the shaking of his voice, and continued: "later, I found you. I think as long as you are by my side, even if I just look at you, even if I just say a word with you, as long as you are by my side, I will be satisfied." He shook his head, "but later, I want more and more, but every time I go further, you step back three steps, I have racked my brains to think about countless times, what I have to do in the end, you will forgive me."

"Fengye, I don't hate you any more."

"Not enough." Feng Ye stares red eyes, "far from enough, I want you to love me."

Yan Sikong frowned deeply.

"I've done everything I can, and I'm willing to do anything you want me to do, but..." Feng Ye wry smile, "whether you really will never be emotional to me again."

Yan Sikong looked at Feng Ye's eyes and said in a dumb voice, "I will stay with you according to your words. I am willing to help you all my life. Isn't that enough?"

"Not enough." Feng Ye's face flickered in the light of the fire, "especially when I know why you stay

“…… I don't understand you

"You are so clever, don't you really understand? Last night, I had a long talk with my uncle all night. He said that he was very disappointed with me. He asked me to kneel in front of my ancestors and count my mistakes Feng Ye's eyes turned red slowly. "He said that the way I went to Beijing was piled up by hundreds of thousands of soldiers, including his son who died in battle, but I gave up."

Yan Si breathed out a breath, just like a man who had been holding for a long time under the water was finally able to breathe. He looked at Feng Ye with an expression too complicated to express in words. He said, "do you regret it?"

Feng Ye glared at Yan Sikong with his red eyes: "this is what you really want to say to me. You think I will regret, you always think, I will regret saving Liaodong for you, I will regret giving up the world for you, your heart has been waiting for me to say to you, I regret doing all this for you, right? "

Yan Sikong's eyes flashed, and some of them couldn't look directly into Feng Ye's eyes.

"So you are so cautious all day long. You hide yourself and disguise yourself as a loyal servant. You worry that I will blame you for all my mistakes one day. So you try every means to compensate me from other places. You don't want to owe me. That's what you think. That's why you stay, isn't it?"

Yan Sikong secretly clenched his fist and looked at Feng Ye without blinking: "don't you regret it? Even if it is not now, who dares to say that he can live without regret in the future. "

Feng Ye sneered: "regret? If I were to go back to the age of 18 and choose whether to meet you again, I would still choose you or go deep into you. Don't you believe in fate? Isn't that fate. So at that time, the army of zhuoletai besieged the city, and Chen Kai led the troops to Guangning. Between you and the whole world, I chose you 110000 times. I still chose you, because I could only choose to live with you or die with you. From that moment on, I knew that you were right to say that Chen Kai was more suitable to be an Emperor than me. " His eyes are as sharp as a wolf, "because as long as it's for you, I have no regrets."

Yan Sikong was shocked. He opened his mouth and twisted his eyebrows: "I just..."

"You hide yourself, and you don't want to show any true feelings to me. You seem to want to do everything for me, and then you are ready to retreat at any time. Do you really think I don't know?" Speaking of the excitement, Fengye felt a sharp pain in his heart. His face suddenly changed and he covered the wound unconsciously.

"Fengye." Yan Sikong quickly held him: "stop talking, you..."

"I'll say it." Feng Ye stares into the depth of his eyes, "you don't say anything, you don't want to give me a word of truth, then I'll tell you, I'll see when you will take off this light mask!"Yan Sikong froze. He was shocked by the persistence in Feng Ye's eyes, which seemed to penetrate his body and see the fear and cowardice in his soul.

That pair of firm, fearless, unreserved eyes, always looking at Yan Sikong, Feng Ye asked: "do you want to go?"

Yan Sikong's body swayed, his lips moved, but he couldn't make a sound.

Feng Ye's eyes were filled with boundless despair. He trembled and pointed to the coffin. His voice was like a mosquito: "in front of the coffin, do you dare to tell the truth? You always want to go. Every day around me, you think about when and how to leave me. "

Yan Sikong closed her eyes to stop her tears.

That's right. He thinks Fengye will regret it. One day, Fengye will regret that he gave up the great country and the ambition of Lingyun for just one person. When he is no longer Fengye's wish, when his face is old, and Fengye will wake up one day, and find that he is just a common man, and those infatuations and obsessions disappear in an instant, Fengye will resent him.

People always say that there is no regret at the end of a game, but they don't know that there is no regret at all.

When will Fengye's "regret" come? In the rest of his life, he would rather wait for Fengye to repent than to close the game in advance. In this way, at least he doesn't have to see Fengye's eyes resenting and complaining again.

He can't go through it again.

Yan Sikong's silence has already revealed everything. Fengye only feels that ten thousand arrows pierce his heart, but it's just like this. He is at a loss because of the pain. He wants to eat the people in front of him one by one. Maybe only in this way can he stay with him forever. He is overwhelmed by a huge surge of sadness, and when he comes back to his mind He pressed Yan Sikong under his body and plundered the soft and tender lips.

Between the collision of lips and teeth, they all tasted the strong smell of blood, but no one could tell who was injured, just because the heartache covered all, they were dominated by a crazy thought, they were too painful to breathe, they were just like wild animals, they had no consciousness, no thinking, that was enough to subvert the brain, only blank.

They kiss, using the strength they want to tear each other apart.

Feng Ye is tearing at Yan Sikong's clothes. He wants to tear up all the obstacles that prevent him from entering Yan Sikong's hollow, even the flesh and blood, even the bone marrow, even the

Suddenly, he was stunned.