Frightened Bird

The sea of ​​evil and evil, the sky of separation and hatred, the sky outside the thirty-third heaven, are full of resentment. The closeness of flesh and blood, the love of sucking a calf, sleeping together year after year, how long the love and pity lasts. A young man with great talent, but a lot of sorrow. He always laments the pain of separation between life and death, but he knows that it turns out to be a prophecy. At the beginning of the Yellow Emperor's reign, Taihe began, and the heaven and earth were so clean, but the fruit fell and people were haggard. Others thought that although Mr. Pi and Mr. Zhi were born from the same mother, they were still suspected of being legitimate. If not for this, when Mr. Pi ascended the throne as king, he would not have publicly demoted Mr. Zhi. Little did they know, the love between the two was deep. Cao Zhi always thought that he would always be his brother's younger brother. He never wanted to grow up, he just wanted to live like this with his brother forever. But as he grew older, the boy's admiration changed its meaning. The small love in his heart grew and sprouted, and his desire grew infinitely. Later, he realized that he loved him. But how to explain it? Faced with the father's request, the two will inevitably fight. The great mission of rejuvenating the country is imminent, and we are burdened with heavy responsibilities, so we dare not slack off. Etiquette, morality and ethics are always on top, so how dare he... Cao Zijian, dressed in purple, went up to the tower with hundreds of officials and Emperor Wei to watch the scenery. He raised his head and looked up, the belt behind his head was flying in the wind, and he saw a man's clothes fluttering under a corner of the pavilion. He saw Zihuan dressed in mysterious clothes and wearing a crown on his head, leaning on the railing and looking. The old master's spirit was still there, with a smile on his lips, his majesty had become an emperor's, the handsome man was still the same, and his look was still the same. Emperor Wei smiled, and all the officials were overjoyed to see this, and gathered around to congratulate him. Cao Zijian calmed down his expression, and the corner of his purple clothes disappeared under the shadow, and even his trace was unknown. At that time, Emperor Wei made an appointment, and the two brothers were silent for a long time. No one knew what they had talked about. From then on, the two parted ways, one as a virtuous king and the other as an idle king, and they never crossed paths again. After that, Cao Zijian didn't say anything about his treacherous confession. Zihuan is gone... He returned to the place where he once lived and saw that the sky was filled with white dust. In a daze, he mistakenly thought it was thin flakes of flying snow. He fulfilled the duties of a king in an orderly manner, returned to his fief, held a jug of wine, and drank alone in front of his brother's portrait. The night was dark and there were no shadows, leaving him alone. We cannot share the same bed in life, and we cannot share the same hole in death. But I am willing to share the same point and pursue three good people. He will always love Zihuan, no matter in the past or now. Intention: Oh oh oh