[Douluo] I just want to be a disabled person

Tang San knew that he was dreaming... No, to be precise, he was personally participating in this dream.

The golden sun shines through the gaps in the bamboo leaves with the warmth of the afternoon, and softly shines on the groups of black and white dumplings.

They were huddled together, some sitting blankly, and some walking along the hillside.

This is the most common scene in the autumn of Tangmen in the Tang Dynasty.

But it was also a scene that Tang San had never seen before.

With tranquil comfort and warmth of warm tones.

"Mistress! Xiao Lingyi is back!"

A teenage boy suddenly appeared from behind Tang San, patted him on the back and wrapped his arms around his shoulders.

"Are you coming to see Gungun again?" The young man followed Tang San's gaze and chuckled softly: "Why didn't I notice you were so clingy to them before? Did you suddenly wake up when you had a fever?"

Tang San, who had actually been in a daze: "..."

No, it's not. He was just wondering why this dream was so real.

Human freedom of thought is restricted.

Just like him now, he knows that he is dreaming - and clearly remembers this fact, but it is of no use at all... because he cannot escape from this dream at all.

Once again, Tang San, whose thoughts were far away, was dragged away from the back mountain by the people beside him. While the two brothers were dragging Tang San, the young man kept chattering: "Xiao Lingyi came back from a mission, why are you so disrespectful this time?" Positive? You are usually the fastest runner."

Tang San:"……"

Does he not want to go?

It’s because he doesn’t know about this at all! ! !

Suddenly he woke up and found that he was living in the Tang Dynasty but had no memory at all - he himself was also very desperate.

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Judging from the information currently known, this body - "Tang San", is a Tang family disciple of the Tang Aotian Sect of the Tang Sect of the Tang Dynasty, and is affiliated with Qianji.

Thousands of opportunities, endless possibilities.

"Alas." Tang San sighed. Whether it was in terms of living habits or character, this fake body seemed to be tailor-made for him.

If it weren't for his own belief that he didn't exist in the Tang Dynasty at all, and the empty memories in his mind reminding him all the time... Tang San would really start to doubt whether there really was a Tang San himself in history.

"What's happened to you recently?" The young man led Tang San through the long and narrow corridor, looking at him with a puzzled expression: "You are not driven crazy by the task assigned by the master, are you?"

task?

Tang San tried his best to think back and shook his head: "No, it's just a little uncomfortable."

"Oh~" The young man smiled at him mysteriously after hearing this, and patted his shoulder with an "I understand you" look on his face: "I miss Xiao Lingyi, right? Tsk, tsk, you young people are really separated from each other. Not even for a moment.”

Listening to his joking and ambiguous tone, Tang San's childish face showed an awkward maturity: "What are you talking about, senior brother. I'm really just feeling unwell."

What does it have to do with Lingyi?

"You don't know yet?" The young man's eyes widened in surprise, and then he lowered his voice as if he had thought of something: "Her mission originally took a long time, but when she heard that you were sick, she kept working day and night. Came back."

Day and night?

Tang San rubbed his fingers, and his already excited mood suddenly came alive.

He lowered his head and smiled, feeling that this feeling of being remembered was really good.

The two of them approached the crowd gathered together, the little baby with a double tuck, the naughty and lively little lolita... they were chattering and looking at it, which was extremely lively.

As if they sensed the arrival of the two men, the crowd gradually dispersed, revealing the girl surrounding them.

Tang San met those eyes as bright as obsidian. They were like sharpened and rounded and gentle pearls, still clear after the baptism of years.

This is not her... This thought flashed through Tang San's heart, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy or unhappy.

Then, the girl waved to him, her lips grinning with joy. Under the sunlight, Tang San seemed to see large groups of sunflowers.

emmm...actually, I'm quite happy.

Tang San nodded with certainty in his heart, it was indeed a happy thing to be able to see the Tang Lingyi from before.

"Lingyi, you're back."

"Mistress, I'm back~"

The boy and girl looked at each other and smiled, and the barriers of time and space disappeared at this moment.

……

In this way, several years passed.

Tang San became more and more accustomed to life here, and his already close relationship with Tang Lingyi became even closer.

According to the senior brothers in the sect, they were both orphans without fathers and mothers. After being adopted by the Tang sect, although one entered Tianluo and the other entered Qianji... their relationship has never been estranged.

Today is Tang San's sixteenth birthday, and it is also Tang San's fifth year here.

A few days ago, Tang Lingyi specifically asked for leave from Tang Huaixin and brought Tang San, a "homebody" who had spent the past five years without leaving home, huddled in the Qianji Hall studying the Tang Sect's hidden weapons, to Jiangnan.

The ancients once said that "Fireworks descend on Yangzhou in March", but Jiangnan, a place of Suzhou merchants, also has its own unique flavor.

The night scene along the Qinhuai River is also famous in history. The voices of drinkers and geishas can be heard constantly from the boats with slanting lights and shadows. The rough punches and sweet whispers are subtle, noisy and lively.

Among the many two- and three-story ships, that one could only be regarded as an ordinary or even simple boat, which seemed particularly inconspicuous.

There were two people sitting on the boat, one half-leaning and the other sitting upright.

Tang Lingyi looked helplessly at Tang San, who had a serious face: "I finally brought you out to play, Xiaosan, why are you keeping such a straight face?"

"You still say that!" Tang San's words were filled with anger.

By the light of the swaying lanterns on the surrounding ships, Tang Lingyi caught a glimpse of the blush on the heroic young man's face. She couldn't help but laugh out loud: "... these girls are not embarrassed, how can you be so shy as a grown man? Son?"

"Is this the reason why you watch the show?" Tang San couldn't help but stand up and approach Tang Lingyi step by step.

Shyness and anger flashed across his eyes, and an unknown anger surged into his heart.

Tang San felt that he needed to do something, otherwise he felt that sooner or later he would be driven crazy by this heartless woman.

The simple boat began to shake with his movements, creating ripples in circles. Tang Lingyi was frightened by his movements, and she straightened her body with her palms.

"You...what are you going to do?" Tang Lingyi looked defensively at Tang San, who was smiling softly, thinking that her act of standing by just now had offended him, so she kept explaining: "Okay, okay, Xiaosan, I was wrong. , I was wrong, okay? Next time...next time I will definitely stand up. Don't come over, this boat is going to capsize...ah!"

Tang Lingyi gasped in fear, and subconsciously wrapped her hands around the young man's neck.

Just after she spoke out, Tang San, who was always easy to talk, not only did not stop, but took another big step forward "extraordinarily".

The high bow of the boat and the lake water so close to her side made Tang Lingyi subconsciously lean back. Just as she was about to turn over to stabilize her body, an "uninvited guest" appeared halfway.

Tang San put his arms around her waist in time, then retracted his arms and pulled the naughty girl into his arms.

The sixteen-year-old boy is no longer as thin as before. After five years of forging and martial arts training, the heroic boy can already get a glimpse of his future style.

But this is not a good thing for Tang Lingyi, because... Tang San's chest is really too hard.

"Ouch." Tang Lingyi slightly opened the distance between herself and Tang San, raising her hand to feel if her nose was damaged.

But the hand on his waist that didn't belong to him... was really in the way. Like an iron wall, the culprit exuded body heat that did not belong to her, tightly confining her in Tang San's arms.

The boy's unique breath and temperature soaked into her body, causing the girl's fair skin to turn slightly red.

"What are you moving about?" Tang San looked down at the woman who was still restless in his arms. The touch of the warm fragrant soft jade softened his heart, and the anger that had been ignited also disappeared a lot. .

Tang Lingyi couldn't break free and stopped continuing. She gave Tang San's back a hard blow: "You hurt me, please let go."

A fist that was neither light nor heavy meant nothing to Tang San. He simply ignored Tang Lingyi's resistance, and relaxed his left hand on her waist, opening a little distance... But, it was only a little. , only enough for Tang Lingyi to put her hand on Tang San's chest.

The scattered moonlight was not bright enough, so Tang San raised Tang Lingyi's chin and saw nothing wrong: "It's nothing wrong."

"Where is it?" Tang Lingyi felt the pain coming from the tip of her nose and raised her head with tears in her eyes, "My nose is even red!"

"Don't move, let me take a look." Tang San stopped Tang Lingyi's erratic little hands and gave a "bluff" warning in a low voice. Seeing that the girl in his arms ignored her, he simply picked her up and sat in the middle of the boat. Next, he placed Tang Lingyi on his lap.

Startled by his sudden move, Tang Lingyi's sense of insecurity made her subconsciously wrap her arms around his neck, panic and confusion flashed across her two green eyes.

"Okay, don't move."

Tang San leaned down and got close to Tang Lingyi's face, his left hand still resting under Tang Lingyi's waist, and his right hand slowly caressed her face.

There were some calluses on the young man's fingertips, and the rough touch made Tang Lingyi frown in discomfort.

"It's okay, it's just a little red. It'll be fine after a while." After checking, Tang San pinched her nose, earning a dissatisfied look from the girl.

It was supposed to be an angry move, but because of the rippling eyes and the bright moonlight, it looked a bit squeamish. Tang San couldn't help but soften a bit, lowered his head and looked at Tang Lingyi affectionately.

There wasn't much distance between the two of them, so close that Tang San seemed to be able to feel Tang Lingyi's increasingly rapid breathing.

The surrounding hustle and bustle seemed to be far away from the small boat at this moment. The gentle breeze blew through their hair. The boy's high and straight ponytail was entangled with the girl's loose black hair. In the quiet environment... the two people could vaguely hear each other's nervousness. Feelings that beat in the heart.

The atmosphere became ambiguous and affectionate, and Tang Lingyi's eyebrows looked beautiful under the dim light. Tang San slowly lowered his head, his warm breath spreading on his face, a bit lingering.

Just as the two were about to touch each other cheek to cheek, a beam of light with sparks rose from the lake. Accompanied by the sounds of "whoosh" and "boom", brilliant fireworks bloomed in the sky for the most beautiful moment.

The sudden sound brought the two people who were in a daze back to reality. Tang Lingyi's pupils shrank, she quickly pushed away the face in front of her, and then quickly left Tang San.

She coughed twice and tried to relieve her embarrassment: "Let's set off the fireworks. Let's watch the fireworks."

Tang San also touched his nose uncomfortably, his thoughts racing around, ranging from the annoyance of not succeeding in kissing to the shyness of making trouble for the first time.

He looked up at Tang Lingyi's calm little face, and raised the corner of his mouth: "Okay, let's watch the fireworks."

The gentle voice was like the peach blossoms in March, stirring up a wave of spring in Tang Lingyi's heart.

Colorful fireworks stretched out in the air, and the sound of "bang bang bang" explosions was heard endlessly. People on the boat were talking loudly, and the push back and forth between you and me seemed peaceful at this time.

Compared with them, Tang San and Tang Lingyi, who had been quietly enjoying the fireworks, seemed extremely out of place.

Maybe it was because of what happened just now, one was in a daze looking at the fireworks, the other was in a daze looking at the people, and there was embarrassment in the air. But... there was another unknown emotion surging between the two of them, dyeing the boundless silence with tenderness.

"Lingyi, come with me to go somewhere tomorrow." Tang San said softly.

"Ah? I..." Tang Lingyi's mouth moved, wanting to refuse, but she swallowed it back under Tang San's gentle gaze.

"Are Ling Yi going to reject me?" Tang San lowered his eyebrows, as if he was sad.

"No." Tang Lingyi blurted out the negative words, but after seeing Tang San smile, she felt regretful again.

She rolled her eyes and added: "I... [Quote] The master has something to do with me tomorrow. I don't know if I will be free tomorrow."

After speaking, Tang Lingyi raised a pure and reliable smile, trying her best to prove to him that she really didn't want to reject him.

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Tang San frowned slightly when he heard this, "Come again?" Is this Eighth Hall Master a child? So inseparable from her. Why do you have trouble with Lingyi every day?

Recalling that something was wrong with the elders in the sect, an ominous premonition arose in Tang San's heart. He stared at Tang Lingyi's face and said tentatively: "Elder Tang, they value you very much. You are the only one in the entire Tang sect. run."

"Emmm, maybe it's because I'm smart and eager to learn?" When talking about this, Tang Lingyi's tone became much lighter, and the shyness disappeared from her face.

She winked at Tang San mischievously, but she didn't notice the solemn look in the man's eyes.

Tang San held her wrist and rubbed it with his fingers: "Is your injury healed?"

Some time ago, when she came back from a mission, she was covered in blood, which scared him almost out of his mind. Later I asked her what was going on, but she hesitated and refused to say anything.

Although Tang San brushed aside the topic at that time, he knew in his heart that he didn't like the feeling of being excluded by Ling Yi at all.

I didn't ask...just because I didn't want to embarrass her.

"Injury? Oh!" Tang Lingyi nodded in realization, easily broke away from his restraints, lifted up her sleeves to show him: "Look, it's been healed a long time ago."

Tang San's eyes fell on her white wrist, he paused, rubbed his fingers unconsciously a few times, and after a long time he slowly said: "...That's good."

"Really?" Tang Lingyi didn't seem to notice anything was wrong with him. She looked up at the fireworks and murmured: "It's so beautiful, but it's a pity..."

"What did you say?" Her voice was so soft that Tang San couldn't hear her clearly even standing beside her.

Tang Lingyi turned around and waved to him: "It's nothing...Hey, look, look!"

Tang Lingyi suddenly tugged on Tang San's sleeves excitedly. Tang San looked around and saw a string of red fireworks rising rapidly, leaving little dots behind to ignite people's long-awaited passion.

"...Bang!"

After the fireworks stopped for a few seconds, they spread out from the center to all directions. The four golden characters "Happy Birthday" condensed in the air, and then turned into golden catkins floating in the sky and fell leisurely, bringing a perfect audio-visual feast.

"How was it? Do you like it?" Tang Lingyi's excited voice brought Tang San back to reality.

The black eyes were filled with the subtext of asking for credit. Tang San smiled, raised his hand and touched her head: "Did Ling Yi light it for me?"

"That's right!" Tang Lingyi pulled his sleeve and waved it, "You haven't said whether you like it or not!"

Tang San blinked and nodded decisively under her expectant eyes: "Thank you Lingyi, I... like it very much."

Although he has received many thoughtful gifts from Tang Lingyi in the past few years, the magical thing is - every time he thinks he is satisfied, Lingyi will always use his next action Expose his greed.

"Lingyi."

"Ok?"

"Let's go back."

"So fast?"

"Don't you have something to do tomorrow? Can you come with me to visit next year?"

"Okay!"

On the bank of the Qinhuai River, the swaying lanterns reflected the backs of the two people walking away together. Bibo and Qingfeng quietly wrote down their youthful vows.

……

But it seems that all the vows in the world are meant to be broken.

Since returning to Tangmen that day, Tang Lingyi has become even busier. If she used to have monthly vacations, now she has become a 007 who works all year round.

Tang San lived in the same courtyard as her, and he couldn't see her shadow for ten days and a half.

He also went to ask Elder Tang Aotian, but unfortunately he was dismissed with only a few words and a warning not to ask too many questions.

They met occasionally, but before they even exchanged a few words...she hurried away again.

On Tang Lingyi's thirty-seventh birthday, Tang Lingyi was outside. There were no fireworks, only a sandalwood hairpin and a piece of note paper that she brought back with a hidden sword disciple named "Ye Shiqi". "Happy birthday".

The hairpin is a simple and elegant style, with interlocking ends that are exquisite and small. After receiving it, Tang San wore it all the time... The brothers and sisters around him all looked familiar, but the person who gave the gift hadn't even glanced at it yet.

Later that year, it was a desert landscape painting. I don’t know when she went there… The painting is quite realistic.

Tang San unfolded the scroll and looked at it for a long time, then silently closed it and hid it.

He still walked leisurely to Qianji Hall to study hidden weapons, and there was no trace of disappointment.

He suppressed the affection between his children and his children back to the bottom of his heart. The top priority... was the Anshi Rebellion that was about to break out.

Thinking about it, the new hidden weapons he worked so hard to create should be a surprise to the rebels.

Time rolled by like this, and not long after, the Anshi Rebellion broke out.

This was the first time Tang San faced so much bloodshed and sacrifice.

The howling wind played a mournful song, and in front of us were hideous corpses and piles of bones.

The imperial army is basically a bunch of people with nothing but wine and rice bags... dragging the disciples of Jianghu to die together.

The newly acquainted Chunyang disciple never opened his eyes again before he could say a few words, and the Hidden Sword disciple who just had a few exchanges of words remained on the battlefield forever before the two of them could compete next time...

It is said that one attack can cause thousands of bones to wither. The deafening sprint and the brutal battle really made Tang San grow up a lot.

He killed people day and night, killing people... He was seriously injured, but he was lucky enough to survive.

When the moonlight is good and there are no rebels to disturb him, he will find a quiet hillside to stay and sit there until dawn.

Talking about the love between children and daughters in troubled times... is indeed a bit shallow.

The years of struggling on the line of life and death soon came to an end. After the news of "An Lushan" being killed came from the front line, there were cheers of joy and low sobs in the camp.

Tang San also fell into a trance, an unreal feeling welling up in his heart, and the hidden weapon in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

After the people around him called out to him softly, he slowly came back to his senses.

Faced with the concern of his companions, Tang San raised his lips politely and shook his head to show that he was fine. But his heart was filled with uneasiness, and his hands began to tremble uncontrollably.

"Did Lingyi die because of the assassination of An Lushan?"

"Yes. Isn't death worth it?"

The words he had talked about suddenly came to mind, and he rushed back to Tangmen with despair and a somewhat trivial desire.

Lingyi, you promised me that you would watch the fireworks with me.

You broke our appointment two years ago, and I will be really angry if you don't come back later.

When he returned to the yard out of breath, he vaguely saw a figure sitting quietly under the banyan tree.

Tang San's eyes lit up, and he couldn't help but take a few steps forward to call someone, when a familiar yet unfamiliar look came over him.

It's a personable Hidden Sword disciple, not her.

The Hidden Sword disciple smiled at him, with some sadness and calmness in his expression: "Hello, I am Ye Shiqi."

Ye Shiqi, the person who came back with the hairpin.

Tang San quickly found this person's information in his mind, smiled at him, with a somewhat hopeful look on his face: "Why are you here? Where is Ling Yi?"

Ye Shiqi didn't say anything, but took out a letter from the table and handed it to Tang San.

He lowered his head and could not see his expression clearly: "Lingyi, she is dead. She asked me to bring you this letter."

"Dead?" Tang San repeated blankly, tears rushing out of his eyes uncontrollably.

"Yes." Ye Shiqi put the letter into his hand, muttered "please express my condolences" and left in a hurry.

Tang San was the only one left in the huge courtyard. He lowered his eyes and looked at the letter in his hand, his mind wandering.

The moment he heard about Tang Lingyi's death, Tang San felt like he was divided into two halves. One was immersed in grief and couldn't extricate himself. The other calmly looked at everything that happened in front of him, and even left a sentence to Ye Shiqi: " "I'm sorry" and thinking leisurely, "Who are you sorry for?"

me?

It's not your fault, what's there to be sorry for?

I'm really sorry...it's obviously Lingyi who's sorry for me.

That little liar rejected my appointment again.

Tang San didn't open the letter, he just calmly entered the room and packed his clothes, calmly made all the plans for the future, and then calmly went to the door owner to ask for his resignation.

Meeting fellow disciples who were either happy or sad along the way, his heart did not waver at all.

Ruthlessly like an outsider... No, he was always an outsider.

There was no one in the lobby. Tang San walked through the corridor and was about to knock on the door of the study when he heard conversations coming from inside.

Through the small gap, there were two elders of the Tang Sect.

One has a sad face, the other is calm and serious.

"That child Lingyi... we are sorry for her."

"This is her responsibility and she can't escape it."

"Responsibility...then why didn't you ask Shiqi and the others to go? Besides, she didn't die in An Lushan's hands...but we elders can't even take revenge!"

"Then what do you want? Kill that person? Then what's the point of everything we did before and the dead disciples of Tang Sect?"

"...I said it from the very beginning, that person is not worthy! If virtue is not worthy, it is a grand tragedy."

"Shut up! Stop talking!"