Celestial Masters Alliance

I was very proud to have aroused their interest again, and my voice was much higher: "Although my uncle and my father are not born to the same father, they are closer than brothers. When I was born, I was ranked in the Mo family according to the genealogy. , my grandfather disappeared, and there were no elders in the family, so I named him Zhu Mo. Later, when you were born, your grandfather also died early, and there was no genealogy in the family, so my uncle was worried. In order to make us closer, he must give us a name and My name matches, so I named you "Zhu Bai"." At this point, Bai Xue laughed, and Zhao Shuang also smiled sullenly.

I seemed to be inspired and became even more passionate: "My aunt immediately got angry when she heard this. Zhu Bai was so ugly, so it would be more appropriate to ask Zhu Xiushui. They actually quarreled over this matter. My dad came to break up the fight and suggested " The word "snow" means white, and the word "ink" means black. Snow and ink imply a correspondence, wouldn't it be better? But the uncle insisted on adding the word "white" to it, and finally decided on your name "Zhu Baixue". My aunt seemed to be interested in this name too. very satisfied."

"Uncle is a very talented person. I studied violin with him for a year and I have benefited a lot from him so far." After saying this, Bai Xue walked into the back room quietly and came out with a violin box in his hand.

"I kept this violin with me when you left." She gently put the box on the table. Zhao Shuang and I got up and came to Bai Xue's side. I looked at the box with some expectation. It's full of memories.

When Bai Xue opened the box, I knew she had lived up to the expensive Stella left by her father. The body and strings of the instrument are in excellent condition and are even shinier than before.

"I only use it during exams and competitions." Bai Xue stroked the piano body as if stroking his lover.

At this time, the aunt and the second aunt came over to burn incense, and then greeted them to make breakfast. The second uncle and the uncle followed them and went to the kitchen after burning the incense.

Bai Xue took out her violin and walked under the crabapple tree in the yard. "Have a safe journey" flowed out from between the strings. She was seeing her grandma off.

The sun shines down from the leaves, forming mottled patches on the white snow. The breeze stirs the begonias hanging on the branches, bringing bursts of fruity fragrance. I leaned against the doorframe, trying to remember this moment, since there are not many such moments of peace in life.

From time to time, Bai Xue would raise her eyes from Qinjian to Zhao Shuang. I felt that those eyes were quite meaningful. Zhao Shuang sat on the low stool next to me, his elbows touching his knees, his body leaning forward slightly and looking down at his clasped hands, as if he was thinking about something. I have to admit that when the upright Zhao Shuang and the slightly ruffian me stand together, he is more favored by women. Of course it's unfair here in Bai Xue, after all, she and I are related by blood. I calculated in my mind that the two of them would make a good marriage.

After Bai Xue finished playing, I took over my father's violin, plucked the strings, and tried to play "Butterfly Lovers" with my bow. My fingers were stiff and unfamiliar because I hadn't played the piano for a long time, so the sound was naturally not as good as Bai Xue's, who practiced often. However, Bai Xue understood the meaning of the sound of the piano, and with the tips of her red ears, she reached out to play with the equally red begonias on the tree. Mumu raised his eyes to stare at me, not receiving the message I conveyed, but full of memories. Yes, we played this piece together on the Children's Day stage. He accompanied me on the piano, because at that time this was the only piece we could play together.

After playing the song, Baixue packed up the piano case and whispered, "I have to go back to school this afternoon."

I touched Zhao Shuang's leg with my knee: "You can rest here with me. I'll send Bai Xue off in the afternoon. I don't know when we will meet again next time."

Bai Xue gave me a grateful glance.

Zhao Shuang stood up and shook his head gently: "I have to go back to accompany grandma."

I looked at him disappointedly. He stared at me for a while and then said solemnly: "I'll come back in the afternoon."

When I was happy, I put my hands on his shoulders and slapped him hard: "It's a bad situation!" Then I blinked at Bai Xue, who lowered his head and his face turned red.

Zhao Shuang went back to grandma's house without even eating breakfast. I ate something in a daze, threw myself on grandma's bed as quickly as possible, and prepared to have a good sleep.

I don't know when, a cool breeze blew by. My mind was groggy, and I wasn't sure whether I was in a dream or awake. There was a rustling voice in my ears. I opened my eyes with force and found that my body was stiff and all my muscles were numb. I caught a glimpse of a person standing at the head of the dark bed. I tried my best to look up at this person. After several attempts, I finally succeeded. But when I saw it, I immediately began to regret it, because the person standing beside the bed turned out to be my grandma.

The stiffness in my throat prevented me from screaming, and I gasped hard, trying to calm myself down as quickly as possible.

"This must be a dream. How can there be ghosts in the world? I am a good young man who has received modern scientific education. All ghosts, ghosts and snake gods are feudal superstitions!" I repeated silently in my heart, trying to drive away the fear.

But the rustling voices in my ears never stopped. When you can't escape something, you should choose to face it directly. I looked up at my grandma again. Her thin body was wearing a dark blue plain cloth monk's suit, and wide-leg pants of the same color. It was baggy, as if there were no legs inside to support her. Her hair was combed back as neatly as before, without any mess. Grandma stared straight ahead with an expressionless face and empty eyes, and kept mumbling.

I calmed down for a moment and carefully identified what grandma was talking about.

"What... what... what..."

Those are the two words my grandma said to me before she died. I forced my throat to make a sound; "What's wrong?"

Grandma didn't even look at me, she shook her head slightly, still mumbling. I anxiously arranged and combined these two words in my mind. Could it be "smashed?" I tried my best to spit out these two words, and grandma nodded slightly. I guessed it right, and the fear in my heart subsided a little. Grandma was still mumbling words, but they were no longer the same two words. I could no longer recognize them. She lay there stiffly and stiffly, and my stomach began to ache with anxiety and fear. There was another gust of cool wind, and grandma's figure suddenly disappeared.

"Zhu Mo! Zhu Mo! What's wrong with you?" Someone was talking to me and slapping my cheek. My body's consciousness gradually returned, and I sat up suddenly, breathing heavily to drive away the fear in my heart and the paralysis in my body.

Suddenly, everything in front of him lit up. I looked up at the light source and saw Zhao Shuang opening the curtains. He slowly walked up to me, frowned and called softly with confusion: "Zhu Mo?"

I raised a hand that was still numb, gently held my dizzy forehead, and found that I was sweating. I looked directly into Zhao Shuang's eyes and confirmed again that I was awake before saying in a hoarse voice: "It's okay! I had a nightmare!" He breathed a sigh of relief.

I spent the entire afternoon in a trance. We seemed to be having dinner together and taking photos. It wasn't until Bai Xue sat in the car and waved goodbye to us that I felt a strong sadness in my heart and my brain gradually woke up.

Zhao Shuang looked at me worriedly and said, "Tonight, I will accompany you to wake up."

I immediately felt grateful, grabbed his shoulder, patted him and shouted, "Good brother!"

In the evening, after the guests dispersed, we went to the bathhouse after dinner, then wandered back to watch the wake.