Mu Sen has always felt that liking someone is not what you like about her, but that all the things in her attract you. The so-called lover's eyes are out of Xi Shi, because when you like it, all the bad becomes good.

There was a joke that when hugging, people's happiness increases dramatically, so people with objects are always happier than those without partners.

Mu Sen felt that this was right, because when he was with Dong Mu, he was always very happy, and he always cared more about the scenery around him than usual.

Mu Sen walked in the park, thinking about some things that he didn't have, sometimes happy, sometimes sad.

There are so many things in his heart, too many pains that are not for this age. Shi Youliang often said: "At this age, you should be willful, there is nothing to be sad about, and there is nothing to worry about, we are all so young, why make our lives so bad." ”

From all angles, Mu Sen is very envious of Shi Liang, he can end everything with one sentence: "I am good, and I can also start most things with a sentence I like." However, these seemingly simple things can't be simpler, and Mu Sen just can't do it. ”

And Shi Liang feels that the root of all his pain stems from his thinking too much, and people who are too mature often can't feel the goodness of this world, because mature people often curl up to protect themselves.

The man who huddles in a corner, sees the scenery is dark and more than light, and a pair of eyes that do not see the light, how can we expect him to be kinder than the whole world.

In a pavilion, he picked up a few pages of the manuscript and wrote the following paragraph:

The military doctor took Phoenix Jun to stop bleeding and heal his wounds. Xuanyuan Buge followed the purple electric wind thunder stick to a restaurant called 'Wutong Restaurant' in Xuanyuan City.

Wutong Restaurant, it is here, Xuanyuan Bu fans fell in love with Xuanyuan City.

Wutong Restaurant is located in the north city of Xuanyuan City, covering an area of more than 30 acres, the flowing water is endless day and night, it is the place where dignitaries gather; It is known as a city within a city, a city that never sleeps.

The backyard of the Sycamore Restaurant is five or six acres of bamboo forests and sycamore trees; Slender and straight green bamboos rise from the ground, and leafy sycamores sit on the ground; Two or three wooden houses are embedded in the jagged green bamboo and sycamore forests, which reflect each other like gold and jade.

The purple electric wind thunder stick walked into one of the rooms with Xuanyuan Buge:

"What do you want to eat and drink?"

The Wutong Restaurant is noisy all day long, but this forest is like another world, a world completely isolated from the hustle and bustle outside. Xuanyuan Buge likes such tranquility, and his heartstrings, which have been tense for a long time, loosen a little:

"Just be casual."

Xuanyuan Buge stood by the window, with his back to the purple electric wind thunder stick, and the sword in his hand was not put down. He will never show weakness to anyone, which is his way of being strong.

The purple electric wind thunder stick said, "Wait a minute." "Turned around and went out.

Xuanyuan Buge turned around and saw a guqin in the room. The body made of golden silk phoenix perched on the ground, the strings woven by the silk of the North Sea treasure. On the gilded seal on the piano is written the poem inscribed by the king of the Emperor in Xingjing Palace:

Fengluanbao's tent scene is very, full of gold and gold makeup.

The distant mountains are flying emerald color, and the dancing sleeves reflect the glow dress.

The pear blossom is delicate with the rain, and the peony cage is smoky and charming.

But he has to be enchanting to move and take back the king of Changle.

The font is a very rare ancient style, and it is sprinkled on the surface of the piano.

The guqin does not have the charm of time precipitation, which means that this is an imitation guqin. But the degree of simulation is even more precious and rare than the original.

Xuanyuan Buge raised his hand and gently plucked the strings, and there was a hoarse and unpleasant sound, and he was so shocked that he hurriedly withdrew his hand, and his heart beat uneasily.

"I can't imagine that there are people in this world who play the most ugly sound in the world with the best piano in the world."

It was a woman's voice, just outside the door. Wutong Restaurant is a land of wind and dust, and it is natural to have women.

Xuanyuan didn't look back or speak.

After a moment of silence for each other, the woman outside the door said again, "I'm offending my son." When I saw a figure in the house, I thought my brother had returned. ”

Xuanyuan Buge turned around and bowed slightly: "Xuanyuan Buge is blessed by the Phoenix Monarch to be bothered here." ”

Xuanyuan Buge's face still looked like it was made of icicles, but his heart, the moment he saw this woman, was hot like an erupting volcano.

The woman's cheeks flushed slightly, and she said politely: "The little woman Xuanyuan Qinghe is polite." ”

The name Qinghe, Xuanyuan Buge is the first time I heard it; But the moment he turned around, he was already sure: there will never be a more beautiful person in this world than the woman in front of him, and there will never be a more worthy of her name than 'Qinghe'.

Qinghe: the river of purity and purity; It is a river that does not exist in this world at all, just like the beauty of the Xuanyuan Qing River, which is something that should not exist in this world.

Xuanyuan Qinghe was surprised: she had heard the name of 'Xuanyuan Bu Song in the Sword World', and it really didn't match the man in front of her who was seven feet tall, but he was wearing tattered clothes, and he looked like a marionette.

Xuanyuan Qinghe thought: 'Xuanyuan Bu Song' should be a more arrogant, uninhibited, evil and bloody person, after all, a big swordsman who dares to post famous posts to the world's martial artists and kill all the way from Longdu to Xuanyuan City, no one will believe that he is an 'ordinary person'. And the man in front of him is even worse than ordinary, if it weren't for the sword in his hand, Xuanyuan Qinghe would think that he was a begging for food.

Xuanyuan Qinghe looked at Xuanyuan Buge curiously, she was really curious about this man. If his clothes are a medal for fighting all the way, it would be really interesting to take his look! There has never been a person who has not shown a little expression after seeing Xuanyuan Qinghe's face.

Xuanyuan Qinghe entered the house and sat down behind the guqin: "What tune does Childe want to hear?" ”

"I'm not a person who knows how to play music, so if the girl is interested, please play it as you like."

Xuanyuan Qinghe was surprised again, Xuanyuan Buge's voice didn't sound cold at all, and even a little bit of the tenderness of a lover. However, there was still no smile on his face.

"Perhaps, he just wore a mask that would never show any expression." Xuanyuan Qinghe thought so, and couldn't help but feel a little disappointed. Plucked the strings haphazardly and played a plausible tune.

Xuanyuan Buge listened very carefully, and every note was firmly in his heart. When the piano stopped, Xuanyuan Buge said, "It's really sad. ”

Xuanyuan Qinghe's heart was timid, and the hand on the strings couldn't be retracted, and he couldn't continue to stroke the qin.

Xuanyuan Buge said: "I mean your face, it looks really sad. ”

Xuanyuan Qinghe lowered her eyelids, she didn't dare to look at Xuanyuan Buge's face, afraid of seeing any superfluous expression on that 'mask that would never show any expression'.

Xuanyuan didn't say anything more, moved to the window, and looked at the green bamboo and sycamore behind the house.

The room was silent for a while, Xuanyuan Qinghe's heart calmed down completely, and asked Xuanyuan Buge: "Does Childe still want to listen to the tune?" ”

"No, even if I listen to it, I don't know what kind of words to use to praise, whether to praise Miss's piano skills, or to praise this piano."

Xuanyuan Qinghe sneered: "Why should the son care. Whether it's the piano or the piano art; It's just 'for the sake of those who please themselves'. Being able to play the piano for his son is the most fortunate thing in Qinghe's life. ”

"If the girl says so, please play it again?"

Xuanyuan Qinghe was puzzled: "Play it again?" ”

"Well, listen to it again, and maybe you'll want to get compliments."

Xuanyuan Qinghe laughed again, the haze that had been condensed on his face for a long time disappeared, and said to Xuanyuan Buge: "I hope that Gongzi will never praise my piano sound." ”

"But why?" Xuanyuan Buge was still looking out the window, and his voice couldn't hear any difference from before, but Xuanyuan Qinghe knew that he was surprised.

Xuanyuan Qinghe said: "It's just because I really heard and saw too many people's hearts are sinister; I heard so many compliments that I felt a little scared. ”

Xuanyuan Buge asked: "Is the human heart sinister?" I haven't seen it. ”

Xuanyuan Qinghe was timid, and then smiled. She found something in Xuanyuan Buge that she hadn't seen for a long time, and getting along with Xuanyuan Buge made her forget the sinister nature of people's hearts, and made her even think, 'There may not be so much deceit in this world'.

However, Xuanyuan Qinghe couldn't be clearer about what human nature is.

"How sinister is the human heart? When I first heard 'this song should only be in heaven, how many times can I hear it in the world', I thought there was no better praise than this.

But it turns out that the person who wrote this quatrain for the ages used it to curse.

Moreover, it is a person who only knows how to comment on the country, and wrote to curse a general with great achievements.

But who cares, the world likes to see beautiful things, and does not care what kind of ugliness is hidden behind this beauty, even if it is a rotting corpse and parasitic maggots. ”

Xuanyuan Qinghe seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to Xuanyuan Buge.

Xuanyuan Buge said: "Is the human heart sinister? Does human nature tend to be gorgeous? I do not know. But the best sound I've ever heard is the sound of the sword sinking into the body, and as the sound fades away, a soul steps into the land of Yellow Springs; No matter what he experienced during his lifetime, beauty or ugliness remained only in the records of posterity.

But what's the point of all this? The person who is the origin has died, and these many things attached to life are above life. For those who have died, it is not a cause for rejoicing. ”

Xuanyuan Qinghe said: "But if this is not the case, wouldn't it be too desolate for people to die and everything is empty." ”

Xuanyuan was silent, he tried his best to live, but it was just to quench his blood. As for life and death? He never thought about it, and he never thought about leaving something to the world after death for others to remember him.