Death Flute
Brotherhood

Ting Ting was in front of the altar. He was pensive and conversed with his father and mother in his heart. It's been her usual practice since she knew she was pregnant. He put up a hio and prayed for the spirits of his parents and the members of the Bamboo House who went with them. He did not know that at this time in the living room there was someone he never thought would come.

“Ting Ting.”

Hearing her brother's voice, Ting Ting smiled and looked back. But her smile faded instantly as she looked at someone beside her brother. A person who has filled his heart throughout his teenage years. Someone who has all his love. Someone he always wanted. But it was also someone he least wanted to meet right now because of the overwhelming shame.

Chien Wan sighed. He had expected Ting Ting's reaction to be like this. Paras Ting Ting paled, his mouth gaping. But the most touching is the look in his eyes. So full of pain, regret, and shame.

“Ting Ting,” greet Chien Wan, trying to make her voice sound ordinary.

Ting Ting shook his head with his chin shaking violently. Tears were pouring down her cheeks. “Ja... don't! Don't look at me! Don't meet me! I have wronged you!” his screams while retreating and smashing into the altar of prayer. A spirit board fell and it was his father's spirit board.

It was fortunate that Chien Wan immediately jumped up and caught Master Luo's spirit board before touching the floor.

Sen Khang approached and embraced his sister's body. He gently tried to calm her down. It could feel Ting Ting's body shivering violently. She understood Ting Ting's feelings being so embarrassed and shaken. His accusation against Chien Wan turned out to be wrong. Ting Ting was so embarrassed and sorry. He also felt humiliated and no longer deserved to face Chien Wan.

“Ting Ting, stop. Don't act like this,” persuaded Sen Khang. “Chien Wan doesn't blame you, nor does she hate you. He came because he wanted to worship our parents, to see us. Saw you.”

Ting Ting was still shivering in Sen Khang's embrace.

Chien Wan placed Master Luo's spirit board in its place. Then he knelt down beside Ting Ting.

“Ting Ting, I never hated you. Lookatme! I still remain the old Chien Wan,” Chien Wan said in a calm voice. It shows absolutely no feelings other than tenderness.

Slowly Ting Ting lifted his face. Chien Wan was close to him. Yep. He hasn't changed. It remains the old Chien Wan, who has always respected and loved him. Who never loved him either.

“Ka... Brother Wan! Sister Wan!” Ting Ting sprayed over and cried on Chien Wan's chest. “I'm sorry! I'm sorry!” pilu's wish.

Chien Wan patted Ting Ting's back. Not a word out of his mouth.

Everyone watched him with full force. Sui She and Ouwyang Ping could not hold back her tears. Ouwyang Ping bit his lips, feeling a pity that broke his heart. Ting Ting's suffering was heavy. Maybe her mother was right, Chien Wan was the only person who could make her happy.

Among all the people who were watching them, Kui Fang was the only one who did not understand everything that was happening. He watched Ting Ting who was crying sobbing in Chien Wan's chest. The feeling is starting to feel bad. What really happened to Chien Wan? How was Chien Wan's life in the past? He is not happy because he is the only one who does not understand everything that happens.

A while later, Ting Ting's cries eased. He let go of his embrace and shuffled away. He should know himself. He was not the old Ting Ting, who was still holy. Who felt entitled to be in Chien Wan's arms. Now she is a girl who is tainted and is pregnant with an illegitimate child. He doesn't deserve to be close to Chien Wan.

Chien Wan turned to look for Kui Fang.

“Kui Fang, you also want to worship my uncle and aunt?”

Kui Fang nodded.

Sen Khang ignited the hio and gave it to Chien Wan and Kui Fang. The two of them stood before the altar and closed their eyes, saying a prayer in their hearts.

Ting Ting still sobbed as he looked at the two of them. Between his sadness and the novelty of his heart, he paid attention to the attention Chien Wan gave to the girl. He also noticed Chien Wan's gentle gaze aimed at Kui Fang, who might not even be aware of Chien Wan herself.

Suddenly Ting Ting recalled his own state. He cursed himself. Now he can't expect anything else.

Kui Fang has already finished. He gave his hiya to Sen Khang who then stuck it in the hio place. He turned his head and his gaze met with Ting Ting. Highlight Ting's eyes touched her heart as it was so full of sorrow and sorrow.

Ting Ting lowered his head, avoiding the girl's eyes.

Chien Wan approached Kui Fang. “You've introduced yourself?”

Kui Fang smiled. “Any, yes?” tell Ting Ting. “We have met several times, but have not officially met. I'm Wu Kui Fang.”

Ting Ting lifted his face and managed to force a thin streak of smile.

***

The night has come. Chien Wan stepped into the middle of the Bamboo Forest, towards Sung Cen's tomb. He knelt before the tomb which is now much better than before, indicating that someone often visited and cleaned it. It must be Sen Khang, he thought.

“Uncle,” says Chien Wan quietly. “I came to visit you.”

A quiet atmosphere covered the place. Chien Wan stretched out her hand and rubbed a wooden headstone inscribed with Sung Cen's name that she wrote in blood.

“Lately, I've been hit by various problems. I'm sure Uncle knows. I am guilty of letting this happen to you,” Chien Wan said again. “Uncle has done many things for my safety in the past, but I have not been able to repay you, Uncle.

“I haven't even met your daughter. I don't even know how she is right now. Uncle, I promise I'll look for him until I see him and help him live his life.

Chien Wan termangu. He doesn't know what else to say. He is not a man who speaks well. But a moment later he grabbed his flute. Sung Cen was the first to introduce him to the beauty of music, instilling his love for the instrument.

“Uncle, This Black Bamboo Flute is your gift. I will play the first song I created. just for you,” said Chien Wan.

A sweet distilled voice began to fill the silence of the night. The whole world seems to enjoy it. The night bird stopped the chirp, the leaves stopped swaying so that the rustling sound disappeared, the wind seemed to stop blowing. A very sweet and touching song. So beautiful. In accordance with the wishes of Sung Cen during his life, listening to the music of the gods.

Ouwyang Ping stepped closer to him. His golden harp was in his left hand while the fingers of his right hand were flickering on the strings of the harp. He stepped slowly and his sparkling clothes fluttered even though the wind was only blowing weakly. He really is like an angel.

“Why did you stop blowing, Sister Wan?” asked Ouwyang Ping, smiling at his captivity.

Chien Wan's feelings raged erratically. He doesn't know what to say. Words are not his skill. He lifted his flute to his lips and began to blow with all his feelings.

The soft and beautiful distilled sound combined with the tangle of the harp strings harmoniously, giving rise to the rhythm of the song that is so amazing. The song sounds so enchanting. Cools soul. Pacify raga.

The song is played.

“Sister Wan, you're getting smarter. Your flute is getting stronger and full of inspiration. I admire you,” praise Ouwyang Ping sincerely.

Chien Wan smiled faintly. “You too.”

“Your silatmu must have made rapid progress. Grandfather must have trained you desperately.”

“True,” nod Chien Wan. “And you?”

“Today I learned on Black Bats. You remember him?”

Chien Wan nodded.

They were silent, not knowing what else to say. They haven't seen each other in a long time. They feel awkward. They used to pledge as a pair of lovebirds. The truth now proves that they are brothers. Things that used to be so fun to talk about, now don't have to be said anymore.

But there is something different. The love between them is obviously impossible to remove. Their past cannot be changed either. But something has changed in their feelings at the moment. It turned out that the meeting was not as difficult as they had imagined. Everything has vanished. The romance in their hearts is just a memory. Just illusions.

And they never realized it until now. When they finally meet again.

Chien Wan looked at him. “Ping-er, I want to tell you something.”

Ouwyang Ping raised his face and looked at his brother. “What?”

Anxiety arose in Chien Wan's mind, but he hardened his heart. However, this cannot be allowed to hang. “Today I know you very well. The moment I saw you I knew right away. You've managed to change your feelings,” he said slowly.

“Kak Wan!”

Chien Wan smiled. “Maybe you yourself are not aware of it. But now, in your eyes I am no longer the old Chien Wan. The memories have passed. Now to you I am your brother. And I'm happy, Ping-er. Because I am too.”

Ouwyang Ping looked at him painfully. “You can already consider me sister?”

Chien Wan nodded. He sighs. “It was very difficult for me...”.

“For me too, Sister Wan!” cut Ouwyang Ping with tears. “It's hard for me to forget you and think of you as just a big brother. At first I could not accept this fact, but as time passed, I realized that I could not continue to allow that feeling. Because no matter how sincere, our past love is very forbidden.”

Chien Wan nodded in relief. He smiles. “And the one who managed to resuscitate you is Sen Khang.”

Instantly Ouwyang Ping's face glimmered while her eyes were still wet, making her look extremely beautiful.

“He feels for you.... I should have realized it.”

“A. I know Brother Luo's feelings for me..”.

Chien Wan smiled again. “Do you like him too, Ping-er?”

Ouwyang Ping lowered his head. “Entahlah..,” answers worried. “If you asked me that two years ago, I would have answered no. Because at that time my heart was glued to you. But now... she's been very kind to me. and...”.

“Your kurestui if you want to go even further,” Chien Wan said earnestly.

Back the girl's eyes glazed over. “Kak Wan, I am currently unable to ascertain my own feelings. It's not an easy thing for me..”.

“Sen Khang good youth. He's a perfect fit for you. Mom and Dad loved it too.”

“I know!” tukas Ouwyang Ping's. “Only...”.

Chien Wan grabbed the girl's hand and grasped it affectionately. His feeling is truly peaceful. He had already managed to regard the girl as his sister completely. He loved the girl sincerely. Fair and pure affection as a sister. And he misses the girl with a sincere longing like an older brother who misses his sister.

Ouwyang Ping looked up at Chien Wan. A change in Chien Wan's eyes. Chien Wan's eyes when looking at him at this moment was completely different from the past.

This time the love between them has become brotherly love.

***