Douluo's Mistake

The weather is always changeable, with many days of sunny days interrupted by sudden light rain.

Listening to the pattering outside, Shen Yeyan leaned against the window lattice and his thoughts gradually became empty.

He didn't have any classes in the afternoon. After all, he had already passed level [-], so those classes were considered dispensable to him. He just didn't want to make the teachers look bad.

Several days have passed since Shen Yeyan and Tang San reconciled. During this period, Tang San came almost every day.

It seemed as if he was afraid that he would isolate him again.

There was a knock on the door.

It's a familiar rhythm.

"Come in." Shen Yeyan did not turn around.

Tang San pushed open the door and walked in, his eyes touched Shen Yeyan beside him, and he tentatively called, "Senior brother?"

"how?"

After closing the door, Tang San walked to the person's side and looked out the window with him.

"Brother, it seems that it hasn't rained for a long time."

"Ah."

"Senior brother, do you like rain?"

"Fortunately."

"Oh……"

In the past few days, every time Tang San came over, he would talk to Shen Yeyan without anything to say. Although he didn't get much response, he seemed very satisfied and never tired of it.

If Shen Yeyan was annoyed by the questions and kept silent, Tang San would come up and talk until he was amused.

"...By the way, senior brother." Tang San was silent for a moment, as if he suddenly remembered something, and turned to look at Shen Yeyan, "I've finished eating the pastry you gave me."

Shen Yeyan: "...What?!"

He was a little unbelievable.

Shen Yeyan naturally knew how hard it was for normal people to swallow the pastry. The last time he said he wasn't allowed to throw it away, he just wanted to wait until he was greedy before asking Tang San for it. He said it was just a joke after eating it, but this man How come...

He straightened up and subconsciously turned his head to look at Tang San. However, when he met the man's gaze, he quickly avoided it reflexively, making Shen Yeyan feel a little baffled.

It wasn't that Tang San was angry because he finished eating, but he felt a strange emotion that made Shen Yeyan a little dazed.

"You really……"

Tang San kept his attention on Shen Yeyan, taking in all his reactions.

It was strange that the person in front of him hesitated to speak. Although he was a little confused, he still nodded seriously when he heard the words, which at least made him not too embarrassed.

Perhaps due to the influence of his childhood, Shen Yeyan has no special hobbies, except that he is addicted to sweets.

This is the first time that someone can accompany him to eat such food that is completely abnormal to others, even if it is for sympathy or something else.

Shen Yeyan's heart was sour and swollen, a little uncomfortable, but also filled with a little joy and...indescribable emotions.

Living for almost 18 years, he has gone through the vicissitudes of life, gone through the vicissitudes of life, climbed thousands of mountains and waded through thousands of rivers, and his expression remained unchanged even with the blade of a knife in his throat.

Only this was something Shen Yeyan had never encountered before.

But it was undeniable that his heartbeat was really... a bit faster than usual.

Thousands of thoughts were passing through Shen Yeyan's mind, and in an instant, certain things from his birth to the present were going through his mind.

But in Tang San's opinion, his senior brother only paused slightly, then raised his hand to rub his head, lowering his eyebrows and revealing what could be called a gentle smile.

Tang San's breath was suffocated.

Maybe the senior brother today was so gentle that people completely forgot about restraint, and couldn't help but rub the man's hand on top of his head.

When he came back to his senses, he only saw the slightly surprised eyes of the person in front of him.

Tang San wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl in and hide himself, at least not to let his senior brother see him.

So embarrassing!

After recovering from his slight surprise, he noticed that the man's face was stained with a hint of redness, which tended to spread to his neck under his gaze.

Shen Yeyan took back his hand and looked at the person in front of him who wanted to bury his head in the ground. He couldn't help but chuckle: "Kid, what's going on?"

"...Senior brother." Tang San was a little embarrassed and helpless.

"Ok?"

The ending sound rises, full of teasing meaning.

Tang San sighed, and took a helpless step forward to hug the person in front of him, wrapping his arms around his slender waist and burying his red face in his neck.

"Eh!"

Caught off guard, Shen Yeyan was hugged by someone. He hesitated for a moment but didn't break free. He patted Tang San's back in a funny way.

"Brother..."

Tang San murmured softly, his warm breath hitting the fair skin, causing people to shiver.

Unable to bear it, Shen Yeyan pushed the person away, tilted his head as if to cover up, and leaned against the window lattice again.

Tang San naturally saw the tips of the man's ears that turned slightly red.

Seeing that people were shy, his mood calmed down a lot, the redness on his face disappeared, and he was still able to joke around.

"Senior brother...are you shy?"

Shen Yeyan frowned and looked at Tang San. Before he could speak, he saw the man taking a step back with a smile and apologizing without sincerity.

"Brother, I was wrong!"

Shen Yeyan: "..." Tsk.

He was choked, and he swallowed back the words he wanted to teach others. Shen Yeyan grinded his teeth, and after a long while, he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth.

"little bastard!"

Tang San coughed, but this time he was sincere.

"Brother, I really know I was wrong."

With a snort, Shen Yeyan turned his head, but couldn't help but raise the corners of his mouth slightly.

Tang San also smiled, looking at Shen Yeyan with indescribable tenderness.

——But looking out the window lattice, the rain hits the banana trees and the glazed green jade, and the wind blows and the birds startle the green jade. Who will remember it?

If days often go like this, they will go by very quickly. In the blink of an eye, it's time for Shen Yeyan to agree to the one-month appointment.

Heng Yao really thought carefully for nearly a month before making his decision. After a long time, every time he thought back to that year, he would be extremely grateful for his original choice.

"Are you sure? Do you want to follow me?"

Heng Yao nodded seriously.

"You have to know that there are countless people coveting my position as the Young Sect Master." Yi Wannan was still sitting by the window on the third floor. Shen Yeyan picked up the tea cup and sipped slightly, "You may not know when I will be taken. It’s been squeezed in, even if it’s like this…”

"Young Sect Master!" Heng Yao bravely interrupted Shen Yeyan's words, his eyes burning, "I know everything you said, my subordinate just wants to take a gamble!"

Shen Yeyan was not annoyed at being interrupted, and even couldn't help but smile after hearing that the person changed his name.

"bet?"

This word circulated in the tea drinker's mouth for several times, and finally the dust settled with the sound of the tea cup being thrown on the table.

"Okay! Then let's take a gamble!"

The purpose of bringing someone here is to do business together. Heng Yao is the most suitable person. Even though they have only met twice, it is enough for Shen Yeyan to see a lot.

He called out Mo Xie and asked him to teach Heng Yao his own rules. He then took out a card and placed it on the table as Heng Yao's starting funds, letting him decide what to do.

All he wants is results.

Back at the academy, the daily training of the Shrek Eight Monsters has begun.

This time, they not only participated in the school's courses, but also had the master's guidance on how to use their own soul skills and how to cooperate with others, which allowed them to avoid many detours.

Time passes day by day, and everyone is working hard to practice and strive to reach a higher level before the start of the Advanced Soul Master Academy Competition.

However, to everyone's surprise, the first person to break through level [-] was not Tang San, who had always been diligent in training, but Oscar, who had the most difficult time cultivating.

By the fifth month, Zhu Zhuqing also broke through the forty level, two days later Tang San broke through, and ten days later, Ma Hongjun and Ning Rongrong also broke through the bottleneck.

At this point, all the eight Shrek monsters have reached level 49. Shen Yeyan has reached the terrifying soul power of level [-], and is only one step away from becoming the Soul King.

In the master's savings theory, to break through the bottleneck does not necessarily have to get the martial soul first, continue to practice, the soul power will still be accumulated, and will be released with the soul ring.

Since everyone's soul power is close, the master decided to hunt the soul beasts after everyone reached level [-].

Now, the time has arrived.

The teachers have set the day to hunt for soul rings as tomorrow.

As a plant-type soul master, Tang San's mimicry training place naturally had to be among plants. Shen Yeyan also needed a place with stronger winds. The quiet wooden house where Liu Erlong lived belonged to the two of them.

Tang San liked the environment here very much. Cultivating here was not only quiet, but he also liked the fresh air and the smell of the plants.

Shen Yeyan didn't care, but half a year had passed, and he hadn't even broken through to level one, but he didn't seem anxious at all.

Yes, after all, he is only seventeen.

In order to discuss with Ning Rongrong about the hidden weapon agreed with the Qibao Glazed Sect, Tang San came back a little late.

When he walked into the forest, the night was already dotted with stars.

After a long distance, Tang San vaguely heard a melodious flute sound, which was blown away by the evening breeze. It wasn't until he saw a corner of the wooden house in the distance that he heard the flute sound clearly. .

The sound of whining surrounded the wooden house, like resentment, admiration, weeping and complaining, and it was like a wisp.

The person playing the flute was sitting on the roof of the wooden house, wearing a white robe like the moon. When he put the flute down from his lips, Tang San seemed to still be able to hear the sound of the flute.

Taking a deep breath, Tang San climbed onto the roof and sat next to the man.

The man didn't react at all to his arrival. He just put the hole flute in his hand into Han Ling with his backhand.

"Remember? That cave flute you saw more than two years ago - Qiong Yi."

Tang San nodded.

"The song just now...is called Lihan, and it's a song about homesickness."

"So...senior brother, are you homesick?"

homesick?

Shen Yeyan was silent for a while, if it was the one before...

He lowered his eyes.

"It seems... I feel a little homesick."

Tang San had never seen Shen Yeyan like this. He had always been strong, dangerous, hard-spoken and protective of others, and he was also gentle, but when had he ever been so fragile?

Not knowing what to say to ease the atmosphere, Tang San glanced at the flying long hair of the person next to him, opened his mouth in a daze, and said: "Senior brother, let me tie your hair."

Shen Yeyan: "...ah?"

Tang San:"……"! ! !

Tang San couldn't help but knock his forehead.

What on earth is he talking about...

Why do you act stupid when you meet your senior brother? !

After turning his head and staring at the person for a long time, Shen Yeyan suddenly chuckled.

"it is good."

This time it was Tang San's turn to be stunned.

The cold feather on his wrist flashed, and Shen Yeyan proved with his actions that his words were not a joke.

Before the person could react, something was thrown towards him. Tang San subconsciously caught it, and when he lowered his head and looked carefully, he realized it was a comb.

It's made of wood, and feels warm to the touch. The material must be excellent, but I can't tell what it is, and the workmanship is a little rough.

Tang San looked at the wooden comb in his hand, still a little unsure.

Senior brother...really agreed?

Glancing at him, Shen Yeyan threw the hair tie into the man's arms and turned sideways to make it easier for Tang San to move.

After taking a deep breath to calm down, Tang San finally picked up the wooden comb. Even though he was extremely panicked, his hand didn't tremble at all.

Gently pulling up a few strands of the hair of the person next to him, the soft and long black hair was like satin, and the wooden brown comb interspersed with his hands, which looked particularly perfect.

Tang San didn't dare to use force, fearing that he would accidentally hurt Shen Yeyan.

For a moment, there was only the gentle chirping of cicadas and the occasional rustling of the wind around the wooden house.

So safe.

After a moment, Tang San withdrew his hand hesitantly, coughing awkwardly: "Cough, senior brother, it's done."

Shen Yeyan sat upright, subconsciously touched the back of his head, and couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

After all, this is my first time to tie my hair, so the results are still a bit unsatisfactory...

Unexpectedly, Shen Yeyan just looked at him helplessly, retracted his hand as if nothing had happened, and put the wooden comb into Han Ling.

"good."

Tang San:"……"

It's really not easy for senior brother to tell lies with his eyes open.

But the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise.

With a slight curl of lips, Shen Yeyan leaned back and put his backhand on the eaves: "It's rare that you have nothing to do today. Can you have a drink with me?"

"..." Tang San was stunned, "Senior brother... we are still underage..."

"What's this?" Shen Yeyan gave him a strange look, "I've been drinking since I was ten years old, and I still don't see what's wrong with me."

Tang San silently shut up.

Shen Yeyan took out two bottles from Han Ling. They were not big. They had a very thin spherical neck at the bottom. They were translucent and seemed to be made of jade such as colored glaze. The mouths of the bottles were plugged with corks, and the inside could be vaguely seen. The pale pink liquid sloshes.

"This is the Luo Hua Zui I brewed when I was in my family. I took the petals of seven kinds of flowers: jasmine, rose, peach blossom, osmanthus, lotus, chrysanthemum, and apricot. It's not easy to collect them all. Most of them are from the icehouse. I made it from here." Shen Yeyan shook the bottle in his hand, causing the pale pink peach blossoms to sway slowly, "The wine doesn't have a strong flavor and doesn't have much stamina, how about it?"

Tang San smiled helplessly at the person, having no choice but to take one of the bottles.

As soon as I uncorked the bottle and before I even got close, there was a light and refreshing fragrance. It didn't smell like wine, but more like juice.

It's not that Tang San has never drank wine before, it's just that he has never drank such a special wine. He knew his drinking capacity well, but he couldn't bear to offend his senior brother, so he only dared to take a small sip.

This Luo Hua Zui not only smells like it, but also tastes the same as that juice.

Shen Yeyan saw that he was cautious, and a smile flashed in his eyes. He opened the lid with one hand, raised his head and took a sip.

The movements are cool and coherent, and at first glance, they look like they are often done.

Tang San closed the lid helplessly. Even if it was Luohuazui that Shen Yeyan had promised, he didn't dare to drink more.

But at the same time, I was thinking secretly in my heart.

No wonder my senior brother coughed when he drank that ale wine more than two years ago. If he was used to drinking this kind of fine wine, he would naturally not be able to drink the chaffy liquid.

After glancing at him, Shen Yeyan didn't force him to drink anymore, and just drank by himself.

The moonlight is just right tonight, and the aroma of wine lingers around me.

Tang San looked at the people around him, barely moving his gaze away. He took a deep breath and suddenly held Shen Yeyan's wrist tightly.

Regarding Tang San, Shen Yeyan was really undefended, and without any preparation, his wrist was directly grasped.

If he were an enemy, he would already be dead at this moment.

Shen Yeyan was slightly shocked in his heart, but it didn't show on his face.

"……What's wrong?"

"Senior brother." Tang San said in a serious tone, "I have someone I like."

"I know...so what?"

"Senior brother, don't you want to know who he is?" Tang San's eyes were focused and his tone was deep.

Shen Yeyan paused and gradually tightened his grip on Luo Huazui's hand.

I don't want to know at all.

"……who is it?"

Tang San didn't answer.

It was an impulsive move, but after taking the first step, he didn't want to go back.

He took out a flower from the wishful treasure bag, which was blooming beautifully.

Acacia Heartbroken Red.

I don't know if it was Shen Yeyan's illusion, but he always felt that the luster around the flower seemed to be darker than the day it was picked.

"Brother, take it."

Tang San couldn't help but stuff the lovesickness into Shen Yeyan's free right hand.

The hand holding the person's wrist also loosened.

"Senior brother, you should know how to identify the other owner of this lovesick man, right?"

Of course he knew.

As the king of flowers, Lovesick Heartbroken Red has a very high self-esteem and is extremely loyal. Except for the person who takes it off, only the one loved by the person who takes it off can only match it with the blood of the other owner it defaults to. Rong, as for other people's blood, it will only flow down the petals and stems.

Shen Yeyan understood Tang San's meaning almost immediately. He held Luo Huazui's hand harder and harder until his fingertips turned white.

"Xiaosan, this joke is not funny, you..."

"Senior brother." Tang San, who had never disobeyed his senior brother, interrupted Shen Yeyan for the first time, "How will you know if you don't try?"