The young man let go of his hand, but his eyes were still fixed on the scar on Gu Nan's hand, thinking about something, and said half-loudly.

"If you hadn't blocked that sword back then, you wouldn't have left this scar."

Gu Nan was silent for a while, didn't look at him anymore, put his hands back on the piano, adjusted the strings, and then said.

"I don't want to talk to you about the past."

"Because of what?" The young man's calm eyes showed some doubt, and he turned his head slightly.

"Is it because of Qin Guo, or because of your teacher's ······"

"Sand."

The voice has not yet fallen.

Gu Nan's hand had already grabbed the young man's collar and pulled him in front of him. The hands were clenched hard, the knuckles were white, and the collar was crumpled together.

Lowering his voice, Gu Nan said word by word.

"Don't you think I really don't want to kill you with a sword."

She tried to make herself appear calmer, but she lost her mind.

No matter what, he was the one who knelt down and died that year.

It was he who destroyed the Qin State that year.

He was also the one who took away her countless treasured people that year.

The young man looked at the hand pulling him, and then looked at Gu Nan, this may be the first time he has seen her so out of shape.

However, he had no idea for what at all.

He just looked at Gu Nan quietly, as if he was a little apologetic, and said softly.

"I don't understand."

He doesn't understand, he should know everything in this world, but he only seems to understand the rules of this world.

Gu Nan's eyes gradually lost focus, and his hand slowly loosened the collar of the young man.

He doesn't understand, so who else can she blame for her hundreds of years of loneliness?

People say that after a long time, the things that should be seen will be seen, and the things that should be looked down on will be looked down, but these are all deceiving people.

There are always things that you can't see, and they won't be for hundreds of years.

After a long time, Gu Nan looked away and looked at the stream on the side, as if he had regained his composure and said.

"I'll continue to teach you the piano."

The hat covered her eyes, so that no one could see that her eyes were slightly red.

The young man on the side was still thinking about what he didn't understand.

It occurred to him that perhaps he should be glad that he didn't understand such a thing.

However, when he looked at Gu Nan, he found that he seemed to have understood a little.

Because he saw some redness in the corners of her eyes, he wanted to wipe it off for her.

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Ji Kang returned to the academy, and he seemed to be thinking about something all the way, and to others he seemed to be walking and wandering around the world. When his classmates in the academy met him and greeted him, he didn't even hear it.

There are some things that you always have to figure out for yourself.

Ji Kang's mind was still thinking about the sound of the piano by the stream, the words of the young man he had seen in the mountains, and the moment of clarity when he put his finger on his forehead.

He went straight back to the dormitory in the academy, where the students who boarded in the academy would live.

When I walked into my room, my friends in the same room were out for class and had not yet returned. He stood alone in the room for a moment, then turned and closed the door.

When all the friends who were in the same room with him came back, they only saw Ji Kang lying on the bed and asleep, and they didn't care much, after all, Ji Kang's daily actions were incomprehensible.

They washed up briefly, and then went to rest.

In the dead of night, the night is accompanied by the sound of insects, different people can always hear some different meanings, some people find it disturbing, and they can't wave their hands to drive away the sound. Some people are quite poetic, and they may want to write a few words. Some people are stunned, some people are happy, although it is just the same thing, but different people will always see different things.

Ji Kang lay on the bed and turned over, sighed softly, opened his eyes faintly, and looked at the beams above his head. He sat up, got out of bed, walked to a long piano in the middle of the room, hesitated for a moment, and picked it up.

Pushing open the door, he went through the door and put down a robe and put it on his body, and walked outside.

The starry night was clear that night, and there were no clouds in the sky, so that the stars and moon hanging high in the sky were all visible.

The wind blew his sleeves, Ji Kang held the long qin and walked all the way to a clearing under the academy dormitory, on both sides of which were not tall weeds, and there was a lonely stone among the weeds.

He sat cross-legged on a lonely rock, put the long lyre on his lap, and stroked the strings with both hands but did not play.

The sound of insects, he sat on the fallen lonely rock, and sat all night.

On the second day, when some students got up to wash up and prepare for morning class, they suddenly heard the sound of the piano.

The sound of the piano was powerful, like a bird that had broken free from the siege and roared. It was like a crumbling stone, revealing the gold and jade inside.

The sound of the piano drove away the sleepiness of those students who had not yet gotten up in the morning, and they all poked their heads out of the dormitory to find out where the sound of the piano came from.

So they saw Ji Kang sitting on a lonely rock in the weeds, his face full of happy smiles, and he played the piano to a high place in the morning light.

More and more people came out, looking at the man, and by the time the piano stopped, the dormitory was already full of people inside and outside the building.

Even Mr. Seowon, who lived near the dormitory, was attracted by the commotion, and when he heard the sound of the harp, he stopped and stopped.

Ji Kang picked up the long qin on his lap and stood up, whether to go to the official career or return, he already had his own answer.

Turning around, he clasped his hands, bowed to the people behind him, and said loudly: "Everyone, Ji Kang is going." ”

After that, carry the piano on your back and go far on the road.

The road he was going to was not an official road, nor was it in the academy, maybe it was just a trail, but he felt that he should go.

Everyone has their own ambitions, and it is best to live this life in their own way.

Ji Kang's friends laughed one after another, laughing and saying that Ji Kang had to make such a big movement when he left.

But in their laughter, they were genuinely happy for their friends.

They know Ji Kang, know what he looks like, and he must have no regrets.

After that, the people in the academy did not know where Ji Kang went, they only knew that after a long time, Ji Kang sent back a book, and there was a song on it called Guanglingsan.

About three years later, Lingqi sat by the hut by the stream, smiling and silently looking at the distant mountains Rudai, and in the voice of the green mountain birds, she leaned on Gu Nan's shoulder for a long, long time.

It wasn't until he was no longer able to breathe that he quietly closed his eyes.

Holding Gu Nan's hand, he gradually became weak and hung down.

She also passed away eventually.

Gu Nan didn't say a word, and looked at the mountains and forests in the distance, where there were blooming flowers.

A few days ago, the flowers in the mountains bloomed again, and they went to the mountains together, as in previous years, bringing some food and some tea.

The road was full of flowers, Qi'er turned around, smiled and told her that she had no regrets in this life······

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