It is said that it snows only once every ten years in Gulb. He also likes snow very much. Snow scenes have always been the main material of his paintings.
They fall from the sky like flying catkins, but the ending is never decided by oneself.
Every snowy night, he would stay up all night, because the sound of snow falling on the roof was so light that it was almost inaudible. It was like listening to the sound of falling snow in a deep night, which made him feel at ease. Have some fun.
Wearing simple clothes, Li enjoys painting alone in the only well-preserved pavilion in the ruins of this ancient city. Next to him is a simple candlestick with several candles that are about to burn to the end.
The surrounding residents have fallen asleep, and the servants serving his mother have also fallen into silence. Of course, his mother must also be talking to her son who met again all night, the man named Xerxes Although the number of the original body given by his father was 11, Li knew that he was the eldest son of the original body, or that he was his father's real son, born naturally from his mother, not a product of genetic engineering like him.
This was the first time he saw his mother so happy. That smile and tears of joy from the heart made him particularly yearning and envious. After Xerxes returned to his hometown, he came to visit his reclusive mother as soon as possible. He did not directly choose to go to the palace to meet his father. The primarchs did not even know that they had such a mother.
I think his father would also be very happy. He could see that his brother had extraordinary powers. The magnanimity and strength.
Brother
He only dared to think about it in his heart, but never dared to call any of the original bodies brothers. In fact, when he first met Xerxes, he He even felt a little guilty. He never thought that one of his actions would lead to such serious consequences. When he learned that his mother wanted to hide Xerxes in another world far away, he was shocked and immediately realized that he had done it. It was a very serious matter, but he had to admit that there seemed to be a little bit of joy in his heart at that time.
Rejoicing?
After weighing the brush in his hand, he drew a beautiful stroke.
Heh.
The corners of Li's mouth curved unconsciously, and he reached out to place the teapot on the side of the still smoldering stove. Compared with the glorious expedition and killing, such days are naturally boring and lonely. But for him, it can be considered contentment.
At this time, his mood was like this ancient city that had fallen for thousands of years, so calm and calm.
The first snow in the past ten years unexpectedly came a few months earlier than in previous years. It was vigorous and full of snow, dyeing the ancient city into a deserted white.
People often say that it doesn't rain in Terra, but it snows. It's really weird.
When the temperature of the tea was just right, his eyes fell on the empty cup in front of him.
But soon a voice disturbed him.
"Brother, painting on a snowy night is so elegant."
Amidst the hearty laughter, a giant wearing a Chinese costume with short black hair tied behind his head walked step by step through the snow. Come to the pavilion.
"As early as a few hundred meters away, I could smell the fragrance of tea."
Li smiled slightly, looked at his handsome brother, and stretched out his hand.
"Lord Xerxes, would you like to have a drink with us?"
"Ha, of course."
Xerxes sat down graciously, and Li and Jiang both A tea cup was filled. The cup that fit in his hand was a little small in the other's hand, but it seemed to fit perfectly as a tea cup.
"I grew this myself."
Xerxes picked up the tea cup and took a sip, nodded, and drank it all. Afterwards, he turned his head and remained silent for a moment, as if he was savoring the aftertaste. But he smiled with relief and said:
"If an ordinary person would definitely complain about bitterness, this is almost the most bitter thing I have ever drunk, but it also has a different taste. What is it called?"
"I call it solitary son."
"Solitic son, solitary son, a very meaningful name."
Xerxes put away his smile and looked down at the empty cup, as if he was reminiscing about the taste of the tea at the moment it touched his tongue, and then whispered:
"Among so many brothers, maybe you are the only one who has the opportunity to do something for yourself." Plant tea and taste tea for yourself, I envy you very much, Li."
Then, the original body looked outside the pavilion. The snow was falling heavily at this time, and what he saw when he looked up was naturally misty. Li put down the pen in his hand, picked up the tea cup and took a sip.
"Lord Xerxes, you are the first and only Primarch to call me brother, and that scares me even more."
"Mom told me something about you."
Li's face changed slightly but quickly returned to its original state.
"Really? There is nothing to say. I can't do anything, and I can't help my father's great cause."
Xerxes smiled.
“You underestimate yourself, brother.”
Then he looked at the painting. In the painting, a lonely figure wearing a gray robe stood on a collapsed ancient statue with his back to the outsider. The surrounding scene had almost no color, only light gray and light white, and the scenery was There are only two dead trees nearby, vague rolling hills in the distance, and a pagoda with a very simple shape. There is a string of tiny footprints on the snow, extending from the position of the person in the painting to the direction of the pagoda in the distance.
The whole picture has an indescribable feeling of emptiness and loneliness. That kind of loneliness is a cold-eyed look at the absurdity of the world. It can make people step into the painting, walk through the desert of the soul, and dance alone wildly.< br>
Xerxes nodded and praised:
“Good paintings, good paintings are so popular in the empire these days, few people can appreciate this simple and quiet elegance.”< br>
Li shook his head with a wry smile and filled the tea cup for Xerxes.
"What's the use? What my father needs is warriors who can fight for him in all directions. If you don't talk about this anymore, you will go to the palace tomorrow, right?"
"I'm leaving soon. I came here specifically to Saying goodbye to you."
Li also heard the roar of the aircraft at this time, so he said in surprise:
"Is it so urgent? You have only been here two days."
< br>"My father urgently sent me a message to enter the palace immediately."
Then, Xerxes stood up, pointed at the teapot and said with a smile:
"Li, thank you for staying with your mother during this time. Let's drink another pot of orphans someday and wait for my father's affairs." After it's over."
Xerxes's smile was so kind and warm that it almost made his face glow with a divine aura, making Li feel a little ashamed of himself. He knew that this was his father's true son, who inherited his father's legacy. A prince of great strength and charisma.
And he
is just a dim star near the sun.
As the roar of the aircraft engine gradually dissipated, everything that disturbed the snowy night merged into the deep night.
The snow was still falling, covering up all the footprints. Li put away his painting tools, opened his umbrella and prepared to go back to his room.
When he walked out of the pavilion, the wind and snow had stopped. He raised his head, and what he saw in front of him was still darkness.
When Li raised his head and looked through the wind and snow in the sky, he saw a shining star hanging in the sky. It was like that person, even though he was surrounded by gloom, he was still shining with dazzling light. It's bright, bright, and even makes people feel extremely dazzling.
Too dazzling
Li exhaled a breath of white mist, stretched out his hand and let the snow fall on his open palm, but it melted instantly before it could show its beautiful shape. It seemed that for things that were accustomed to coldness, even slight warmth was painful - —
“Humph!”
Throwing the mirror away, the man gasped violently, looking like a trapped beast in the dim room, surrounded by various unique shapes. The incense burner was emitting faint green smoke, and there were several hourglasses with unique shapes. They were completely black and engraved with enchanting emerald green alien runes. The fine sand inside had already flowed into the lower half of the floor.
Suddenly, a glimmer of light appeared in the room, and then quickly disappeared. Then a simple and elegant woman in a white robe walked in holding a tray. It was Daria.
She knelt on the ground, placed the tray next to the carpet where Li Pan was sitting, glanced at him with a cold look, and said softly:
"You're dreaming about that time again."
"Yeah."
Li just replied lightly, then opened his arms, and Daria picked up the tray full of talismans. Vin's yellowish bandages began to wrap around Lee's rapidly drying skin from both arms.