Chapter Seventy-Eight: Obsession
"Sister Xiaolin...... Which one do you mean?" I asked humbly.
I know that she is here to confirm that sentence, if I regret it now, is it a bit of a suspicion of playing with other people's feelings, giving people hope that when they turn around, they will immediately pour a basin of cold water.
"You said that you are the one who will leave sooner or later, and you will not be an obstacle between me and Brother Liang, is this sentence true?" she asked lightly, her face no longer found the previous stubbornness and unwillingness, and seemed to be a little sad.
"Sister Xiaolin, that ......," I gasped and said intermittently, "it was true, but now the situation has changed a little...... I'm not sure if I'm going to leave ......."
"You really regretted it, didn't you?" she smiled slightly with a slight resentment, and for some reason it tugged at my heart, am I too empathetic?
"Sister Xiaolin, the last time you jumped into the river, you just wanted to know the heart of the ovary, so do you have the answer now?"
"What if there's an answer? I'd rather never know the answer. She was silent for a while, and then suddenly whispered, "I know he has you in his heart, otherwise how could he say such a thing to Fusu......"
All of a sudden, we were all silent.
The hot and humid wind blew, and the sky suddenly floated like snow, this is the flying floc after the red flowers of the kapok tree fell, and they danced with the wind one after another, flying, winding, separating, and slowly falling I remember the words of kapok are: cherish the people around you!
After being quiet for a long time, Fu Lin suddenly said seriously: "Sister, I want to compete with you in the Six Arts." ”
"Why compare...... I hate it the most. She caught me off guard.
"If you can beat me, I'm convinced. She said calmly, a little gloomy.
I was a little confused for a moment, but when I thought about it, I quickly understood her intentions.
After all, it is not easy to let go of the obsession for so many years, maybe she also tries to forget the obsession, but if the obsession can be let go, how can she be worthy of the word 'persistence'. Because she can't let go, people's hearts have a lot of obstacles, and she needs a reason with enough weight.
That's why she proposed such a competition, maybe if I win her, she can really let go of it ruthlessly, take advantage of the good years, and find Ruyi Langjun.
"Okay, Sister Xiaolin, I accept your challenge, but the 'ceremony' is all red tape, so let's skip it, let's compare music, shooting, royal, books, and counting, how about it?"
"Good. My sister is ready to come to me at any time, so I'll take my leave first. ”
Her back faded into the snow, and I think she was just obsessed with what she shouldn't be obsessed with...... Ancient women were so persistent in pursuing their love, and they were also lovely women, daring to love and hate. It's just that...... It's obviously Zhang Liang's bell, but he wants me to solve it...... He must return this favor in the future!
Looking at the kapok wool in the sky, I just thought it was fun on a whim, picked up the sword, turned the hilt of the sword with my wrist to let the sword slowly turn, disturbing the snow wool in the air, they swirled up with the direction of the sword, I turned the sword in my hand faster, and rolled up the flying floc on the ground. Wherever the sword arrived, the tidbits fluttered, and the invisible sword qi became tangible, and suddenly a flash of spiritual light flashed in my mind, which just helped me see the trajectory of the sword qi clearly, and the tidbits flew tactfully without being messy, so the sword in my hand naturally danced smartly and naturally.
The game is in full swing, and there is a sudden sound of a clear flute in the distance, which is frustrated and frustrated, twists and turns, and the rhythm of fast and slow and slow and rapid is like inadvertently echoing with swordsmanship.
I picked up the sword with the sound of the flute, pulled a few sword flowers, turned around, jumped up, picked up the sword, and slowly came out with a move, under the traction of the sound of the flute, the move connection also abruptly smoothed a little, and the sword qi wandered in the tidbits with the moves, sometimes as light as a swallow and a sword, and sometimes suddenly like thunder and falling leaves.
The sound of the flute is soft, the sword in his hand is also like a fish in water, and the tidbits dance along the sword qi with a beautiful arc, whirlpool, and it is very good-looking. Let me suddenly feel that sword dancing is still quite fun, there is a feeling of addiction, no wonder that Dugu can endure loneliness and depression, the pursuit of the ultimate realm of no sword is better than a sword, and finally sigh, life to seek an opponent but not to get, honest and embarrassing.
"Ahh It seems that my sneezing is quite unpleasant, but who is doing the?
"Ahh......h Immediately followed by two more in a row, "Ah sneeze, Ah sneeze~!"
That bad joke popped into my head and I couldn't help but laugh.
Sneezing once means someone is scolding you, hitting twice means someone is thinking about you, hitting three times means someone is in love with you, and hitting you four times...... It means you have a cold...... And at the moment, I think I'm allergic to this cotton wool......
I put away my sword and looked at the sky. When is it, why hasn't Zhang Liang come yet? It's going to be evening soon, is he busy cleaning the library and forgot about it? Thinking like this, he slowly walked in the direction of the library.
As soon as I opened the door, I saw him standing in front of me, as if he knew that I was coming and was waiting for me behind the door, he smiled and said, "Yun'er, are you here to help me clean the library?"
"I'm here to see if you're lazy! Didn't you say you're going to inspect my swordsmanship in the afternoon, why don't you see you?"
"Well, I've already inspected it, and I thought that Yun'er practiced very well, so I didn't bother Yun'er's Yaxing who was dancing swords and flowers. ”
"I think you're just lazy, when did you teach me seriously!" I glanced at him with an eyebrow.
He disagreed: "Since you're here, help me clean up." ”
"Why do you want me to clean it up for you!"
Zhang Liang slowly took out a pile of bamboo slips and said: "The library usually does not allow miscellaneous people to enter except for calling classics, but it will be thoroughly cleaned every six months, counting the classics inside, and checking whether there are any decayed classics for repair, so it may be tricky for me to complete it alone in a month." ”
"I deserve it, what's my business. ”
"You deserve it?" Zhang Liang wondered.
"When people live, there are some things that they should learn to bear, and this is called deserving. I laughed wickedly.
"Hmm......" He nodded with a slight smile and said, "But if you don't help me clean up, I can only stay up late to tidy up, and you want to be alone at night, aren't you afraid?"
“…… What is there to be afraid of......" I said without any confidence, so I had to don't overdo it to hide the weakness on my face.
He smiled: "Then do you want to learn light skills? If Yun'er helps me, I can consider teaching you." ”
"Light work?" I glanced at him suspiciously and asked, "Really, don't fool me!"
His narrow eyes were raised, the corners of his lips were slightly curled, and he pretended to be serious: "Don't worry, Yun'er, I won't deceive your feelings." ”
I sweated a drop of sweat in my head, my face turned pale, and I quickly corrected: "Flickering doesn't only refer to deceiving feelings, all deception, not counting words, can be called flickering!"
He chuckled, and casually threw a dozen bamboo slips at me, which could almost smash people into a stun height: "Yun'er, it's steady." ”