At the beginning of the lanterns, Xu Guangling entered the community.

His house was bought relatively early, and it belongs to some kind of "pseudo-villa area", and it may cost a lot of money to buy it now, but it doesn't seem to be very expensive at first.

Xu Guangling was brought in by the guards.

Because of the two access controls, all of them have been changed.

Six years, especially in the city, especially the vicissitudes of life.

The doorman has changed, the greenery at the door and even the aisle have been changed, only the house in the middle and rear of the community is still silently waiting there, waiting for the return of the old little master.

Everything in front of me is extremely familiar, but also extremely unfamiliar.

Xu Guangling felt that at this moment, both he and the outside world were divided into two halves, half real and half illusory, and he seemed to be walking between the real and the unreal, his feet were solid, but he seemed to be loose at any time.

"Brother Sun, come in and sit?" Opening the front door, Xu Guangling beckoned behind him.

"No, no, no, you just came back, I won't disturb your rest, I'll send you the access card tomorrow morning." ”

"Okay, thank you, sorry for the trouble. ”

Closed the door.

Inside the door, it became an old world in an instant.

The memories of the past surged in Xu Guangling's consciousness and also dominated his body and mind.

At this moment, there is no person who has been given a special opportunity, at this moment, there is no person who has been accepted as a disciple by the two great sects, at this moment, there is no person who is invincible in the training base, and at this moment, there is no person who is as immobile as a mountain in the state of practice such as Fuxi Jue.

At this moment, there is also no one who is bravely climbing to the realm of the transcendent Great Grandmaster.

At this moment, there is only one person who is very fragile, weak and vulnerable.

I opened the door and entered the living room.

The package on his back had no time to be unloaded, and Xu Guangling stood in the center of the living room, looking around with his eyes stupid.

On the front wall of the living room, there is a large painting, the painting was painted by Xu's father to a friend, and then he inscribed the words himself, "Remembering the past on the bridge at noon, there are many heroes sitting in the bridge." The long ditch flows silently. In the sparse shadow of the apricot blossoms, the flute is played until dawn. ”

Father Xu doesn't actually know how to play the flute, and even if he does, he can only howl.

Most of the time he wrote this poem was to please his lover.

On the left side of the living room, there is a long painting on a horizontal axis, but it shows a musical score.

The score created by Xu's mother and "corrected" by Xu Guangling.

This painting also has an inscription on Xu's father, declaring his status as the head of the family. The content of the title is the names of three people, Xu Mu is in the front, Xu Guangling is in the middle, and Xu Father himself is behind. And then there's the date.

Xu Guangling's eyes were on these three names, and he stared at them for a long, long time.

This night, Xu Guangling was in his own home, tossing and turning. The previous 10,000-mile trek was like a leisurely walk, but the current leisurely walk is like a 10,000-mile trek, which makes Xu Guangling physically and mentally exhausted.

It's tired, not tired.

An indescribable feeling of powerlessness.

It's like having a high fever with a cold, and your feet are fluttering. But this lightness does not bring lightness, on the contrary, it is so heavy that it is sour and painful.

For Xu Guangling, this kind of thing is already a thing of the past.

Of course, this feeling is also true.

But at this time, he took the initiative to remove all his mental defenses, and let everything in the past launch a ferocious attack on him.

As hard as he struck, he hurt.

And in the pain, it is indulgence and intoxication.

Later, Xu Guangling sat on the floor that had already accumulated dust, until finally, from sitting and lying, lying in the living room, lying in the memories and years of the past, until he seemed to return to the beginning, lying in the arms of his mother and father.

The night passed quietly, and then, the sky was still dawning.

Xu Guangling's physical and mental consciousness also seemed to have come out of some kind of fog or quagmire.

Even if he indulged himself for a night and a day, his body and spirit at the moment were still so good, even too good, with an indescribable transparency and clarity.

This made Xu Guangling even smile a little wryly.

Because the night passed, the sadness and remembrance of yesterday seemed to have completely flowed away from his heart.

Yesterday's sadness was natural, he couldn't control it, and he didn't want to control it. If you are sad at this moment, it is "forcible", because the feeling of the body at this moment is indescribably good.

It's so good that his whole body and mind are at peace.

If washed.

Yurun Bingqing.

"Mom, Dad, I'm back to see you. Xu Guangling muttered in his mouth, then bent his legs slightly, and his toes just lightly pressed on the ground, and the whole person stood up from the floor.

"Dad, Mom, your son is already a person who is about to become a great grandmaster. ”

"Do you know what a Grand Master is?"

"It's so powerful, it's so powerful, it's so powerful that you wrestle your wrist with Dad, you only need a little finger, it's so powerful that you compare music creation with Mom, and when you create a song, I can easily create a hundred, or even a thousand. ”

"Dad, don't you like the artistic conception of traveling in the twilight of the North Sea? Your son and I have already stepped into that level with half a foot. ”

Xu Guangling looked at the wall on the right side of the living room and said softly.

It is a magnified photograph, mostly landscape, and in the middle of the picture is a man and a woman, holding the hands of a little boy walking in the middle with their left and right hands, respectively.

The picture is fixed at the moment when the little boy leans on the pull of his parents and wantonly lifts his feet off the ground.

"Your son is now grown!"

Xu Guangling said, smiling, and then began to clean the entire home.

No one has lived there for a long time, even if it is cleaned cleanly, it still has that strange smell, which is completely torture for Xu Guangling's current sense of smell. In fact, it is not just a taste, but a whole feeling.

I didn't mean it last night, needless to say. And at this moment, Xu Guangling really couldn't bear this.

After thinking for a while, Xu Guangling suddenly made a strange move. He used his consciousness to pull the faint qi of the nearby plants and trees and the qi of the earth and mountains, and then let the second qi revere back and forth inside and outside the entire building.

There was no theoretical support for him to do this, Xu Guangling did it purely casually.

But.

It worked.

After just ten minutes, the strange smell is completely gone, replaced by freshness and nature.

The whole building, inside and outside, seems to have been bathed in the eternal sunshine, and then because of the sunshine, it exudes a unique smell of the same sun.

The windows are wide open to let in real sunlight.

Xu Guangling sat in the rebranded side room, his hands moved slightly, and the piano in front of him started playing again after many years of absence.

With a slight movement of the keys, a piece of music poured out like flowing water and moonlight, and then gradually melted into the sunlight that shone into the room.

Xu Mu's former song, "Lotus".

The moonlight boat flute is uneven, and the wind sets the pond lotus to be fragrant.

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