Zhang Wensu didn't know what it was like to have a confidant, but he only knew that since he could remember, in addition to his frail and sickly mother, he only had a master who taught him to play the piano.

The master's surname is Bian, and his name is Bian Hong.

It wasn't Bian Hong he was looking for, but Bian Hong came to find him by himself and wanted to be his master.

In this world, only Bian Hong listened to him play the piano alone, Bian Hong taught him fingering, but did not teach him the piano scores, most of the time, he improvised and stroked.

Good or bad, Bian Hong doesn't care.

After a long time, he gradually became disgusted with the seven strings in front of him, which had made Zhang Wensu's fingers bleed from his hands for a long time.

He almost hated them.

That day, Bian Hong did not urge him to practice, but took out a flute hanging on the wall of the shabby thatched hut and played a tune solemnly and gloomily.

Zhang Wensu couldn't tell the origin of this song, but he felt the helplessness and sadness in the song.

After Bian Hong finished playing this song, he was dying.

Zhang Wensu didn't feel much emotion, compared to Fang Cai's lamentation, Bian Hong's death seemed too insignificant.

Before he died, Bian Hong told Zhang Wensu about his life experience, and he was a descendant of Zhang Xiu, the general who killed Cao Cao's eldest son Cao Ang in Wancheng and then surrendered to Cao Cao, and died on the way to fight Wuhuan.

The secrets of Qingyu Pavilion, his mission, and Bian Hong's own hatred.

Bian Hong's enmity is related to Yang Su.

It was a past that was not close to Zhang Wensu, Bian Hong's wife and children in Shanxi were killed by Yang Su, and he himself was in exile.

That was when the Northern Qi Dynasty had not yet been destroyed.

Zhang Wensu himself didn't understand why he wanted to avenge Bian Hong.

The jade flute he was holding in his hand told him that after Bian Hong's death, his revenge would be his own hatred.

He was just a fifteen-year-old cloth-clothed young man, powerless, but Yang Su was in a high position, he could only look up, and he couldn't reach it at all.

Whether he was awake, asleep or dreaming, the song that Bian Hong played before he died was like a magic spell, constantly echoing in his ears.

Sometimes he could even feel the ripples in the air from the sound of the flute.

Can people have such a sound when they are dying? Just like Ji Kang also touched a song of Guangling San before he died?

Zhang Wensu couldn't help but think of himself.

If one day he dies, will anyone be able to hear his last mourning?

When I looked up, all I saw were dead trees, mountains and forests, and there was no half a figure at all.

Bian Hong died, and his loneliness reached the extreme.

Except for his mother, no one would hear his piano at all. And although the mother listened, her reaction was even smaller than Bian Hong's.

In his eyes, if it weren't for him, his mother would have died long ago. But even with him, his mother is alive like this, and there is not much difference between being dead and dead.

The mother's illness had been cured, and she had always been able to do so, and would not object to him leaving.

He was going to Daxing City, spending his life so lonely in the mountains and forests, and dying immediately now, in fact, there was no difference at all.

Zhang Wensu said goodbye to his mother, holding a jade flute in his hand, carrying a simple bag, and leaving the place where he had lived for 16 years.

It was the first time he had left, and it wasn't even a homethrow, because he didn't have a hometown at all.

Before Bian Hong told him, his background was a mystery. If it weren't for Bian Hong's appearance, he would even think that all the people in this world would have died, leaving only their mother and son.

Regarding his life experience, his mother was silent, and he didn't bother to ask.

He thought that all the women in the world were as gentle and virtuous as their mothers, and their manners were dignified, until he came out of the mountain pass and met another woman.

(End of chapter)