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

Chapter 464 Farewell

You see, Master Patriarch, Yuan Muyan took two steps back, and with a trace of subtle tenderness, he opened the distance silently. You have never rejected Master Shuo, so how can you be ruthless and persist?

Obviously, it has been a long time, but in Yuan Muyan's memory of everything about Yuan Manzhong, he can still clearly remember how Yuan Manzhong was at a loss after Master Yuan Jingji passed away. Started to learn how to raise Yuan Manshuo, who was only two years old at the time.

Even in the face of family affairs, Yuan Manzhong never did his best. Everything should be the best, and no matter what the request is, he will give it all.If other people were in this situation, they might not have known what kind of ignorant appearance they had been formed, but it may be because Yuan Manshuo is too sensible and excellent, and sometimes he is even more restrained than Yuan Manzhong who occasionally messes up. Two points, Yuan Manzhong never realized that there would be any problems in this way.

Yuan Muyan sometimes had the illusion that the Patriarch put all his slightest weakness on Young Master Shuo.He has seen more than once that Yuan Manzhong covered his dormitory, study, and office...all with soft fabrics, and when he was working, he would put the young Yuan Manshuo by his side, raising his head from time to time Take a look.

In this way, for a long time, Yuan Manshuo and the Yuan family may be the only two important things in Yuan Manzhong's heart.He also had doubts, because in his cognition, children should be lively and active, and it is rare for them to be able to bear their temper and stay in one place all the time.But Master Shuo seemed to know everything, just sitting quietly, or holding a book with illustrations, or earnestly building blocks, never making noise...

That's right, Yuan Muyan thought in a daze, he once thought about whether Young Master Shuo was the legendary gifted talent from birth, but after thinking about it, what does it matter whether it is or not?

As long as it's Young Master Shuo, as long as it's someone the head of the family values, then everything else doesn't matter, but now...

Yuan Muyan lowered his eyes, and the images of the past would shatter at the touch of his eyes, turning into quicksand that could not be grasped, flowing through his fingers.

It's time to say goodbye.

"Don't go any further, Shuo." Yuan Manzhong said when Yuan Manshuo's fingers were about to touch the door.

Yuan Manshuo froze in place, the hole in his heart was torn apart and expanded, like a precarious mountain about to collapse, about to crush him and bury him underneath.

He just thought of a possibility uncontrollably for a moment, just like that, so rationally and calmly, completely disregarding whether he wanted to know or not, it easily broke into his mind, and said cruelly that it was the truth, But something that he has always vetoed.

"It's just that this look is too ugly." Footsteps sounded from inside the room, approaching him slowly, and then stopped behind the door, "It will really damage the image if Shuo sees it."

lie.Yuan Manshuo's lips moved, but no sound came out.

"Suo." Yuan Manzhong stretched out his hand, and his fingertips were pressed against each other through a door that might be broken with a little force in the eyes of a conjurer, but Yuan Manshuo couldn't produce the slightest courage at this time He Lili, "Even though I've said so much and said countless words of apology, I still feel...whether as a brother or as a father, I may not be so qualified."

no……

"Don't think about it, Shuo, don't think about it so much." Yuan Manzhong said softly, "Death is something that will come one day, no matter who you are, you should accept your own powerlessness."

not like this……

"If you have to find someone to 'hate', go hate someone else." In the darkness, Yuan Manzhong seemed to be able to outline the outline of Yuan Manshuo, with a gentle and tender expression on his face. With a satisfied smile, he said in a gentle voice, "Hate me, hate anyone."

Just don't hate yourself.

And that might be the hardest thing.Yuan Manzhong sighed in his heart, he knew very well what Shuo was thinking, he still had a lot to say, but thinking about it, the more he said and the clearer he remembered, the more he would become a force on Shuo. [curse], so in the end, he found himself with nothing to say.

I didn't entrust, I didn't tell my dismay.

Just reassuring, just telling him it's not a big deal.

So don't blame yourself.

"I know, brother." I know everything you want to say.Yuan Manshuo's fingers curled up, he seemed to feel Yuan Manzhong's warmth on his hand in a daze, he lowered his eyes, and slowly pressed his forehead to it, "I just... haven't had time to prepare yet .”

"I am the same, Shuo." Yuan Manzhong's brows and eyes were gentle, facing Shuo and his family, he never hesitated to express his love, "I am far from ready, but 'ready' There's no end to this kind of thing... So it seems like we're even."

Even?what even?Yuan Manshuo just felt dazed and ridiculous, even... Did none of us think that there would be such an unexpected parting?But, brother, it's obviously not fair at all.

I can't even see your face.

I'm not even out of the hopeful fantasy yet.

...Obviously you are going to abandon me...

Yuan Manshuo felt as if he was in a huge labyrinth, with thick fog covering every road, and as long as people stepped into it, they would never be seen again.

He heard the voice calling himself, so he walked in without warning, the mist condensed into water droplets, fell on the back of his hand, wet his hair and clothes, he didn't notice it at first, but then it seemed to fall Like an invisible rain, he looked around at a loss, but couldn't find a place to hide.

Yuan Manshuo realized belatedly that the future he imagined, whether good or bad, had Yuan Manzhong's participation in every one of them. He never seemed to think that if one day, the figure in front of him really Everything disappeared, and all the strange and familiar things came to him like a tide, how should he face it.

Just suddenly, Yuan Manshuo became unconfident about what he said before, and he asked himself in his heart, can he really be like his brother?Can he really support Yuan Yuanjia alone?

If it's just me...it won't work, right?

"Brother, Minato and Raikou... are you really going to leave it to me?" I really want to say it, if it's my brother, he will definitely agree to me, right?

"Do it according to your own ideas." Yuan Manzhong's pupils reflected a beautiful brilliance, and everything in the world became ethereal like green smoke in front of his eyes, "As long as it is Shuo..."

As long as it's Shuo...

"Brother?"

"It's enough, now..." Yuan Manzhong closed his eyes with a smile, the last mantra seemed to be floating and turned into mist, and he slipped out from the crack of the door, and then condensed into a golden flame silhouette. The butterfly flapped its wings lightly along the fan and landed on Yuan Manshuo's palm, "Farewell to me, Shuo."

Farewell to...?

"Let me be willful this time."

From childhood to adulthood, countless clips flashed back in front of Yuan Manzhong's eyes. Year after year, it seemed that the pictures were so similar, so monotonous and boring, but from a certain moment, a generous man disappeared beside him. A figure followed by a child holding his hand and tugging at the hem of his clothes.

From now on, whether it is cherry blossoms in spring, fireflies in summer, maple leaves in autumn, heavy snow in winter... Yuan Manzhong thought contentedly, he no longer felt so difficult.

Shuo, our thoughts have always been the same, if nothing changes, we can all be as before...

The past and the future seem to be connected together at this moment, Yuan Manzhong stretched out his hand slowly, with a bit of sour happiness, as if to melt in love.

Shuo, your story is about to begin.

All life descends to the sky and returns to the sky.

I will always watch you.

Yuan Manshuo stared at his hand in a daze, the familiar mantra swayed gently on his hand, he lowered his brows and eyes, and slightly closed his fingers, wrapping the mantra into a butterfly circle in the palm of his hand.

capricious?Yuan Manshuo suddenly wanted to laugh, it was clearly me who was self-willed all this time.

"I haven't participated in the firework festival with my brother..." Don't go.

The glow from the golden-red butterfly passed through his palm, fell to the ground and disappeared.

"I still can't make up my mind about this year's annual ceremony..." Don't go.

A gust of wind blew by, gently taking away the color of the butterfly, rolling up light spots like stardust, lighting up every scene reflected in the eyes.

"The first snow hasn't fallen yet..." Don't go.

The translucent wings landed on his fingertips, as if someone had gently held his hand, and the cold fingers suddenly felt warm.

but…

Yuan Manshuo tried to raise the corners of his mouth several times, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't seem to make the expression he wanted, and his throat seemed to be blocked by something, and he couldn't make a sound.

But if that's what you want bro...

Like a drowning person finally surfacing, he took a deep breath, but he was afraid of accidentally scaring the butterfly away, so he could only suppress, endure, step back slightly, and spread his fingers. After a long silence, He lowered his head, and in his black eyes was the burning sea, no matter how heavy the rain fell, it could not be extinguished or penetrated.

"Good night, brother."

The butterfly is like the reflection in the shattered water, like the foam that the mermaid turns into when the sun comes out, it just disappears in the blink of an eye, returning to the sky and the earth with the wind, and there is no sound in the room anymore.

"Good night, Shuo."