The red-clothed, hideous and murderous Wang Hui, the white-clothed Shengxue, the indifferent and alcoholic Wang Hui, the gentle, strong, considerate and tolerant Cangyun, and the half-withered and half-glorious Cangyun who incarnates bamboo bones. The two images of these two people are intertwined in Wang Yuan's mind, flashing back and forth, so that the naïve and ignorant sunflower sprouts the emotion of "the world is impermanent, and the vicissitudes of the sea" for the first time.

But no matter in the past or now, Wang Yu is always with Cangyun. In the past, they depended on each other, but now they are separated by life and death, but there is still one party who does his best to protect the emotions and memories between them, which is their common treasure.

As a sunflower, amaranth has never thought about lifespan and has never feared death. Plants are different from animals, they exist only for the sake of continuity, everything is for the sake of continuity, especially for short-lived herbs like sunflowers, the individual is just a link in the continuation of life, a component, no sunflower will try to escape death, unlike many animals who pay more attention to the present than the long-term future of the race, and the time span that plants focus on is often extremely exaggerated.

But now, Wang Amaran looked at the bamboo umbrella in Wang Yu's arms, and was afraid of death for the first time.

It is afraid that it will disappear from itself, and the moment it perceives the existence of "me", Wang Yuan is destined to be unable to return to the past cycle of life and death.

"Then practice well. ”

Closing from behind, the white winged hand that wrapped Wang Yu's body stretched out, revealing the human body inside. Wang Yu opened his eyes, Rumia was lying in his left eye and sleeping soundly, while An Yangjun looked awe-inspiring and his gaze was cold, which was diametrically opposed to the blank confusion after being drunk on weekdays.

"Mud ...... Y-You're awake?"

Sunflowers vibrate their petals and make a weird, computer-synthesized sound.

"You're shaking so much, it's weird if you don't wake up. ”

He glanced at Wang Yuan: "I even taught you this when I drank too much?"

"Nope. I saw it from memory, and I thought it was useful, so I tried to imitate it. ”

Wang Amaran stumbled after a long sentence, and then asked expectantly:

"How?"

"Just by looking at it, you can imitate it to this point, and the qualifications are good. But compared to Cangyun, who created this trick from scratch, it is still too far behind. ”

"Then you teach me?"

"Nope. ”

Wang Hao adjusted his posture to make himself more comfortable, hugged the bamboo umbrella tightly, and closed his eyes.

"I'm not going to teach you. ”

"Why?"

"Cangyun has one, it's enough. ”

"Can Cangyun have two?"

Wang Yuan asked curiously.

"I mean, I'm avoiding the next Cangyun. ”

Wang Yu half-opened his left eye and glanced at Wang Yuan.

"So you'd better think of me as your father. ”

"What is Father?"

"It's the parent that pollinated your mother. ”

"Well, no problem. "Wang Amaranth is as good as a stream. "But I don't want to be the next Cangyun, I'm just myself, Wang Amaranth, Wang Zhuxi. ”

“…… You're right, I'm overkilling. ”

Wang Yu shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"I'm sorry. ”

"It doesn't matter. ”

Wang Yuan generously forgave Wang Yu.

Wang Hao's special slender index finger on Wang Yuan's body was placed on Wang Yuan's body, and the "Cangzhu Jade Dan Dao" operated, establishing an unhindered energy circulation between the two, so Wang Hui had all the consciousness of Wang Yuan.

"Say a few words, whatever you want, and I'll help you correct your voice. ”

Wang Amaran was overjoyed and did what he said.

"Pounding, you're not enough to fight on the street!"

"I'm going to blow this scrap wood down today!!"

"Master, save me, !!"

“…… Stop. ”

Wang Yu took a deep breath, raised his hand and pressed the acupoint.

"Why are you saying things in this style?"

"Hmm, I prefer that, can't I?"

Wang Yuan didn't know why, but she was still obedient.

Wang opened his mouth and originally wanted to say something, but finally gave up.

"It's not impossible...... Forget it, you still sing, it's better to grasp the pitch. ”

"Good. The rain is falling drop by drop, and the rainbow is hanging in the blue sky of the home, is the sky crying?"

Wang Yu couldn't help but cover his chest and cover his forehead, he felt that both places were aching faintly. It is indeed because this song and the work to which it belongs have a deep impression in Wang Yu's heart that he will restore it in the farewell dream, and he has also sung it in front of Cangyun in the past. But it has long been given other meanings, far more than just a light and minor tune, Wang Hao was caught off guard and almost vomited blood on the spot when he heard a song that he thought he would never hear again in his life.

Especially when it's so out of tune.

"Stop, stop—"

Wang Yuan's singing was interrupted by Wang Yu's detached voice, and he repeatedly told himself in his heart that those who don't know are not guilty, and those who don't know are not guilty, so as to suppress his idea of flicking his tail and pumping the sunflower behind him. Wang Yuan is not Wang Ling, not as strong as her, if this tail is really drawn, then the apprentice who was chosen by himself will die.

"It's good that you repeat what I'm saying next, and it's forbidden to play freely. ”

Wang Amaranth's flower plate was dotted.

Wang Hui then took it to memorize the Chinese Pinyin table and sang "Yesterday Once More", and finally calibrated Wang Yuan's voice and stabilized it in the range of a mezzo-soprano. This is Wang Yuan's own choice of voice, and Wang Yu has no opinion on this.

"I'm a quick learner, much better than the stupid students I used to have. ”

Wang Amaran's outstanding performance made Wang Yu's mood cloudy and clear, and he retracted his wingtips and nodded to Wang Amaranth.

"Yes, I didn't waste the blood I fed you. ”

"Thank you for the compliment. ”

Wang Amaranth moved the leaves and made a plausible skirt ceremony, revealing a trace of grace.

"Then let's see if you can be so talented on the path of cultivation. ”

Taking advantage of the fact that he was not drunk, Wang Yu decided to point out Wang Amaran's "Cangzhu Cuiyu Dan Dao".

The next day, when Rumia woke up, she was shocked to find that Wang Yu was not asleep or drunk, but just sat in the shadow of Wang Amaranth, looking calm and lonely.

[Morning, it's really strange that you didn't drink. What's wrong, is something wrong?]

"If ......"

[Huh?]

"If Cang Yun could have half of its talent, no, even if it was a third, a quarter, the outcome would be different. ”

Wang Hao stared at the bamboo bone umbrella for a long time, and finally sighed, bent down as if he was extremely tired, inserted his ten fingers into his hair, held his head in his hands, and whispered.

"The heavens are always unfair, I should understand. ”

At this time, his full head of gray hair really looked like he was in his twilight years.

[What's wrong with him?]

[Guided me to cultivate last night, it was already like this in the middle of the night, did I do something wrong?]

Wang Yuan was also confused, with some doubts and trepidation in her voice, and carefully answered Rumia's question.

[No, it has nothing to do with you. 】

Rumia quickly guessed the crux of the matter, and she sighed and looked at Wang's tormented soul with pity.

[Just a few ...... Old-fashioned past. 】