I’m the Hero, His Brother, Wear It Quickly

On a small round table, there were various kinds of breakfast. Xue's father, Xue's mother, Yuan Jia, and Xue Yuanjing sat around the round table, which was extraordinarily intimate and warm.

Mother Xue helped Xue Yuanjing scoop a bowl of porridge and put it in front of him: "This is your favorite porridge with lily and lotus seeds, drink more."

Xue Yuanjing held the bowl and smiled until two deep dimples appeared on his face: "Thank you mother."

The temperature of the lily lotus seed porridge was just right in the mouth, and he drank it very sweetly, with the familiar taste. As he drank it, tears fell into the porridge bowl involuntarily, and he drank it together with the rotten porridge.

Father Xue put a golden round cake for him, and said with a smile, "You are at the age of growing up, so eat more."

Xue Yuanjing ate a small round cake and a mouthful of lily lotus seed porridge, and cried while eating. Xue Yuanjing, who has never cried since his family broke down, seems to be shedding tears in his life in these two days.

Yuan Jia didn't move the breakfast on the table, and quietly watched Xue Yuanjing with a faint smile on the corner of his lips.

After Xue Yuanjing finished drinking the porridge, he turned to look at the elder brother beside him, and asked strangely, "Why doesn't the elder brother eat it?"

Yuan Jia said with a smile, "Just eat, brother is not hungry."

Xue Yuanjing smiled sadly. He remembered that it was like this before. He had similar tastes to the elder brother, but the elder brother always let him, he always let him eat first, and then eat the rest himself.

He took the initiative to scoop the porridge and take the cake for the elder brother: "Brother, you can eat it too."

After eating a breakfast that made Xue Yuanjing feel happy and fulfilled, he tightly held the sword around his waist and listened vigilantly to the movement outside the gate of Xuejiazhuang.

Fifteen years ago, it was the birthday of the eldest brother. After breakfast and before noon, the murderer led people into Xuejiazhuang, killing more than 100 people up and down Xuejiazhuang, leaving no chickens or dogs.

Seeing Xue Yuanjing's vigilant appearance, Yuan Jia knew in his heart what he was vigilant about, but he didn't say it outright, but diverted his attention in another way: "Yuanjing, yesterday, three thieves climbed the wall and trespassed in the village and were caught by me. Now, I heard Uncle Yang say that they came all the way with you, and you don't know them?"

Xue Yuanjing was stunned for a moment. At first, he thought that the three thieves Yuan Jia mentioned were sent by the enemy, but when he heard it, he realized that it might be Jiang Li and the other three.

He thought of Jiang Li and the others, and naturally he also thought of what was wrong with Xue Jiazhuang.

Xue Yuanjing knew what was wrong with Xuejiazhuang. He knew that Jiang Li and the three came to Xuejiazhuang to solve this problem.

In his opinion, Jiang Li and the three wanted to destroy his current happy life, so Xue Yuanjing said without hesitation, "I really don't know them."

Xue Yuanjing has been in the arena for more than ten years, and he harbors hatred. Naturally, he is not an innocent and kind person. Jiang Li and the three asked him to lead the way, but they didn't give him any benefit. The attitude of using him as a cannon fodder was too obvious. Now he would not feel any guilt if he pretended not to know Jiang Li and the three.

Was not a road traveler.

The smile on Yuan Jia's face remained unchanged: "It's fine if you don't know each other, anyway, it's not an important person, just three thieves."

Xue Yuanjing stayed close to the gate of Xuejiazhuang all morning, and the servants who came and went put on lanterns to celebrate the eldest young master's eighteenth birthday, which was very lively.

The birthday banquet at noon has already started. It stands to reason that there should be guests at the door now, but the door of Xuejiazhuang has been closed, and no one has come in.

Xue Yuanjing didn't care about any guests or not, even if only the four of them had the birthday party alone, as long as nothing happened, it was better than anything.

Yuan Jia came over and took Xue Yuanjing's shoulders, smiled and said, "Yuanjing, where are you guarding the gate? It's good to have Uncle Yang guarding here. The banquet will start immediately. My parents have been waiting for you for a long time."

He knew Xue Yuanjing's worries, but this was an illusion that he had evolved. He wanted the murderer to appear and the other party would appear. He didn't want the murderer to come out and destroy the birthday banquet. Xue Yuanjia's eighteenth birthday banquet was just It will go on smoothly.

Yuan Jia took Xue Yuanjing to the banquet, and there were still only four of them in the huge banquet.

Father Xue and Mother Xue still looked at their brothers with gentle and loving smiles. The smiles on their faces were exactly the same as when Xue Yuanjing stepped into Xuejiazhuang and saw them for the first time yesterday.

Xue Yuanjing lowered his head slightly, choked and said, "Father, mother."

Yuan Jia wanted to open his mouth to comfort him, but he knew very well that he had better not break Xue Yuanjing's beautiful fantasy, otherwise he would not be able to bear it.

As soon as he thought about it, Father Xue and Mother Xue came over, holding his hand and comforting him: "What happened to Jing'er? Who made you sad? Tell your parents, they will vent your anger."

Xue Yuanjing blinked hard, tears falling on the ground leaving a small circle: "No, no one bullies me, I'm just happy."

Yuan Jia smiled and said, "Father, mother, Yuan Jing also wants to grow up, and it's his eighteenth birthday banquet."

Xue Yuanjing nodded silently, speechless.

His eighteen-year-old birthday had long passed, and he still remembered that when he was eighteen years old, he had not yet mastered his magic skills, was still being hunted by his enemies, and hid in a remote mountain forest and did not dare to show his face.

He failed to catch prey that day, only ate two wild fruits and was hungry all day.

Looking back now, I still remember that the taste of wild fruits was so sour, but at that time, his heart was full of bitterness, and he was so hungry that he cherished all the sour and astringent wild fruits as if he didn't feel the sour taste. .

Xue Yuanjing said, "When my eighteenth birthday is over, I want my parents and eldest brother to accompany me to celebrate my birthday." He looked at Yuan Jia, with a bright smile, "Brother, wait for my eighteenth birthday, can you please? Don't forget to give me a birthday present!"

Yuan Jia's heart was sour, Xue Yuanjing was almost twenty-nine years old now, not to mention his eighteenth birthday, even his twenty-eighth birthday has passed.

A doting smile appeared on his face: "Okay, eldest brother promises you that on your eighteenth birthday, eldest brother will give you a big gift."

Xue Yuanjing turned to look at Father Xue and Mother Xue: "And my parents, and my parents can't forget my birthday ceremony."

Mother Xue nodded his forehead with a smile, and said with an angry smile: "You skin monkey, if you forget anyone, you will not forget you, or you won't turn the sky over?"

Xue Yuanjing smiled.

Xue Yuanjing suddenly took out a small box from his arms and handed it to Yuan Jia: "Brother, this is the birthday gift I prepared for you, and I can finally give it to you."

Yuan Jia was stunned for a moment. Looking at the little box in Xue Yuanjing's hand that looked old but well preserved, it took a while to react and continued, "Thank you Yuanjing, eldest brother likes it very much."

The corner of Xue Yuanjing's mouth twitched into a smile: "Brother, how did you know you liked it before you even saw it?"

Yuan Jia said while opening the box: "I like whatever my brother gave me."

In the box lay a delicate dagger on a soft satin with a shining ruby ​​in the hilt.

He took out the dagger and pulled it out. Even after fifteen years, it was still as sharp as ever: "Good knife!"

Xue Yuanjing raised his eyebrows and smiled proudly: "That's right, I went to Wuxi City to find Master Yi to order it. It's because Master Yi is too good to keep improving. The delivery time is one day late, and I almost missed it..."

He suddenly shut up.

Yuan Jia didn't seem to hear it, put the dagger blade back into the sheath, carefully placed it in the small box, and then, like Xue Yuanjing, put the small box in his arms and kept it close to him.

Even if only Xue Yuanjing was alone at the birthday feast at noon, it was very lively with Xue's father, Xue's mother, and Yuan Jia, who were not human.

Even if these exquisite dishes are all illusions created by Yuan Jia, no one wants to see through them, and they don't want to tell the truth, indulge in this false happiness and go back to the past.

After the birthday banquet, Yuan Jia left space for Xue Yuanjing and Xue's father and mother to let them get along for a while.

Yuan Jia returned to his residence, sat at the table, took out the small box in his arms, and stared at it in a daze.

Xue Yuanjing didn't need to tell him that he knew that this was the birthday gift that Xue Yuanjing ordered for Xue Yuanjia fifteen years ago.

The dead linger here, and the living struggle to survive with hatred in pursuit...

If Xue's father, Xue's mother and Xue Yuanjia were still alive, it would be so distressing to learn that their beloved youngest son/brother had such a hard life after the age of thirteen.

Yuan Jia touched his heart, obviously he has become a strange person without a heart, but still feels a continuous feeling of distress in his heart?

Xue Yuanjing snuggled up beside Father Xue and Mother Xue, telling them about his inner thoughts.

Father Xue and Mother Xue stroked his hair gently, and did not ask him why he missed them as if they had not seen them for many years.

From their point of view, the one who was snuggling in their arms and acting coquettishly was still the handsome and flamboyant boy, the youngest son they loved.

A strange shadow sneaked here, and after 'saw' Xue Yuanjing, the shadow came into contact with Xue Yuanjing's shadow and patted Xue Yuanjing's shadow: "Xue Yuanjing!"

Xue Yuanjing, who was coquettish in the arms of Xue's father and Xue's mother, suddenly felt a tap on his shoulder, and heard someone calling him again.

"Xue Yuanjing, I am at your feet."

Xue Yuanjing looked down, only then did he see a strange shadow next to his own shadow, and the words just now came from this shadow: "Who are you?"

The shadow said, "Xue Yuanjing, I'm Jiang Li. I'm arrested now, and I can't escape for the time being. I can only separate my shadow and find you."

Xue Yuanjing said lightly, "I'm just an ordinary person, I can't save you."

Jiang Li's shadow said: "No, you can save us. Xuejiazhuang is not weird, the real weirdness is transformed by your elder brother Xue Yuanjia. The other people in Xuejiazhuang are all ghosts. If you don't believe me, look at the feet of the two ghosts in front of you. They have no shadow."

Xue Yuanjing glanced at Father Xue and Mother Xue, who had familiar and loving smiles on their faces. The two of them still looked at him tenderly, as if they could not hear the conversation between him and Jiang Liying.

Yuan Jia was not here, and the muddle-headed father Xue and mother Xue acted very rigid and inflexible at all. Xue Yuanjing had already noticed their abnormality.

It's just that he doesn't want to see through.

Xue Yuanjing also didn't look at the feet of Father Xue and Mother Xue. He already knew if they had any shadows.

He said coldly to Jiang Li's shadow: "They are my parents, whether they are people or ghosts, they are my parents."

Jiang Li's shadow was actually controlled by Jiang Li's consciousness. He heard Xue Yuanjing's words, and he couldn't believe it: "These are two low-level ghosts, they don't even have a sense of sanity, you still think of them as parents? Xue Yuanjing, please be awake, this It's all illusion, it's all fake!"

Xue Yuanjing said very firmly: "No, it's true!"

No matter if father and mother are ghosts or something else, they are his father and mother, even if they are confused and insane, they are also his father and mother.

No matter whether the eldest brother has become a ghost or strange, he is still his eldest brother.

When he was still waiting for his eighteenth birthday, his parents and elder brother celebrated his birthday and gave him birthday gifts.

"Jing'er, why didn't you speak?" Mother Xue looked at him tenderly.

Xue Yuanjing immediately put Jiang Li's shadow behind him, and said to Mother Xue with a smile, "Mother, I'm thinking about how to spend my eighteenth birthday."

Jiang Li: "Crazy! You are crazy!"