Chapter Forty-Nine: The Two of Night
The night was like water, and the window paper in the dark room shimmered in the light. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ Liuyun, who was sitting on the bed, reopened his eyes and swept towards the window, and then remained in his original position in a daze.
At this time, five days have passed since he woke up, and most of his body has healed under the slow repair of his soul power, but fortunately, this time he mainly suffered skin trauma, otherwise he would not want to get out of bed in a month.
Although the injury is healed, I am confused inside, and I don't know what the future holds. To be precise, this confusion has existed since the days at the bottom, but it has only intensified after killing Nie Ya.
It's not bad to just find a peaceful place to live, or go back to Sencheng County, at least there is no danger...
Several near-misses made him a little timid, not only the common feelings of people who seek advantages and avoid disadvantages, and are afraid of death, but also worry about Xiaoli's safety. But every time I have this kind of thought, the good past in my mind will always turn into a torrent, drowning my cowardly self.
No, no, my sister certainly doesn't want to stay like this for the rest of her life. Not to mention the guy who ruined our peaceful daily life...
Attachment, unwillingness, resentment... The whirlpool of emotions engulfs the young mind.
Inside the room, the silent air flowed silently, until a soft touch came from the side of the legs, which brought the flowing clouds of thought back to reality.
He lowered his head, only to see Xiaoli yawning cutely, staring at him tiredly. The meaning is obvious, it is to Liuyun to rest quickly, then she can sleep.
If it were on weekdays, Liuyun would definitely lie back in the futon obediently. Even for him who has condensed the Soul Pill, the symbolism of sleep has long been greater than the actual meaning, and he still chooses to go to bed every night, first, because he is used to it, and second, there is no need to sleep endlessly.
This time, however, it was different.
Rubbing Xiaoli's head, Liuyun whispered: "I'll go out, don't wait for me, go to bed early." β
Then, in Xiaoli's puzzled eyes, Liuyun tiptoed out of bed.
Of course, he was not in the middle of the night, but was going to go to Tianyin Mountain to investigate. Although the government has searched the mountains under the relationship of Uncle Feng and them in the past few days, the results of the results are not very reassuring, and he has a plan in his heart, so he plans to go in person. As for traveling at night and alone, it's all about ease of movement.
Liuyun was thinking about the "mountain search plan" for a while, and quietly pushed open the wooden door, but the next moment, he froze.
The idle clouds cover the moon and the fragrance of pear flowers, the white petals of the snow dance are scattered, the beauties under the trees twist the branches lightly, and the smoke is slightly frowned.
The dreamlike scene made Liuyun stop in place for a while, unable to return to his senses for a long time. For the first time, he wanted to use "beautiful" to describe a man, at least Fang Fei in front of him was definitely worthy of these two words.
At this time, Fang Fei seemed to have noticed someone's gaze. He turned around and saw that it was Liuyun, he was also stunned, and after a while, he asked with some surprise, "Liuyun, why are you here?"
Hearing this, Liuyun turned his head slightly unnaturally, his eyes did not meet him, and he asked rhetorically, "Aren't you the same?"
"Hehe, that's right. Fang Fei laughed at the previous question.
As the words gradually stopped, both of them were speechless. Liuyun is "a thief with a weak heart", and Fang Fei is with a heart. In the silent air, there are only bits of tidbits scattered and flying...
"Talk to me for a while, can you?" After a long while, Fang Fei's slightly weak voice came, breaking the strange atmosphere.
Liuyun didn't answer, he just slowly walked to the side of the master in those expectant eyes, and stood side by side with him.
Seeing this silent reply, Fang Fei smiled again, and his gloomy mood added a few rays of light. Taking a deep breath, he looked at the starry night sky from afar, and slowly confided in his hidden heart:
"Do you know, after I was the general, my father's military achievements were great and I was deeply favored by the saints, and I can be said to be rich in food and clothing in Beijing. But, I hate that kind of life of the scholars, hehe, the staggering is full of hypocrisy, the flattery is all calculation, and the huge capital is left with a happy land. As I grew older, the disgust in my heart grew.
So, after thinking that I had achieved a little success in martial arts, I willfully put forward my father's desire to hold the sword world. My father didn't agree directly, but he fulfilled me in another way, that is, he transferred some elites under him to form a dart game. Even though my father only allowed me to do three years, I was still very happy and excited. Because it was good to finally be able to escape the oppressive cage, even if it was only for a short time.
With the relationship between his father and the care of Uncle Feng, he traveled north and south and ran around in the past year, but he was safe and sound. Although he took off his brocade clothes and lost his pampering, he tasted different customs and visited the magnificent mountains and rivers. It's a really nice day. β
As if remembering those precious pictures, the corners of Fang Fei's mouth bloomed with a hint of happiness, but in the next moment, the smile quickly disappeared, and the sorrow was replaced by mourning, only to hear him say excitedly:
"However, until that day, until the moment when I was stained with blood, I realized how powerless and naΓ―ve I was! The self-proclaimed good martial arts seemed so small and vulnerable in front of absolute power that even my hands and feet trembled under the momentum of the enemy. At that moment, my first thought was to escape, how despicable, how cowardly, how useless!
Especially when the three coffins were presented in front of me, I seemed to hear their wordless accusations and see the sorrow of those bereaved families. In the middle of the night, their screams and wails lingered in their ears, and they could not be stopped for a long time. β
"Yes, it's all my fault, my fault! If I hadn't been reckless in my pursuit of so-called freedom, they wouldn't have followed me, let alone rushed to danger. If it weren't for my nonsense, if it weren't for my incompetence, how would they have died, how would they have died..."
Tears are overflowing, long eyelashes are stained, guilt drips down, moistening the soil, wetting the flowers.
Fang Fei didn't know why he was pouring out his depression to someone he had just met for a few days, probably because of the same age, or if he was born with a relaxed temperament.
On the side, Liuyun looked at Fang Fei's sobbing face, listened to his words of self-reproach, and subconsciously recalled his former self, the figure standing in front of the grave was so similar to the person who was crying under his eyes, that Zheng Yue couldn't help blurting out the words that persuaded him at that time:
"If you regret the past, you will work hard in the future. If you are not satisfied with your cowardice, then be strong from now on. That's growth, isn't it?"
The words in his ears made Fang Fei's heart ripple, and he turned his head and looked at Liuyun with crystal eyes.
Liuyun smiled kindly at him, and then spoke:
"Besides, if I had arrived as soon as you had said, would I have avoided their misfortune? If you hadn't met that woman, wouldn't what had happened to you? If Nie Ya hadn't been there, would Tianyin Mountain be peaceful?
However, there is a definite number of heavenly principles, and there is no such thing as 'if' or anything. Instead of hanging your head and feeling annoyed, you should hold your head high and be a person who makes them and yourself proud from today. β
Speaking of this, Liuyun touched his nose and said with a slightly embarrassed expression: "Actually, I don't know much about those big truths, these are all what others persuaded me at the beginning." How about it, are you interested in hearing about me? I listened to you, and you listened to me, that's fair. β
Fang Fei didn't respond, but the curiosity in his eyes couldn't be hidden. In fact, through the venting of the appropriate talent and the encouragement of Liuyun, he has felt better, and now he really wants to get to know this strange peer in front of him.
On the other side, Liuyun read the information in Fang Fei's eyes, and he didn't lose his appetite, and slowly told his experience as a caravan guard.
In Liuyun's not wonderful narrative, Fang Fei saw a group of men galloping across the land with spurred horses, and among them was a slightly simple teenager. The boy is honest and kind, with a sincere heart. He and the men rode cross-country together, sang together on the bonfire, and had a happy life.
However, a sudden mountain robbery road stained the journey with a heavy blood color. Afterwards, the boy felt guilty, and he thought that his own momentary kindness had caused the tragedy, because with his original ability, he could have stopped it all if he had been ruthless.
Just as the boy blamed himself, two people enlightened him in different ways. One person taught him a positive attitude towards life, turning grief and anger into strength. The other taught him what enlightenment is and what will. Since then, the boy has changed, a little less hesitant and a little more decisive, but what has changed is just behavior, and his heart is still soft.
Turns out he's just like me...
After Fang Fei listened to Liuyun's words, this thought couldn't help but rise in his heart. At the same time, his tears subsided imperceptibly, his face returned to a peaceful state, and even the corners of his lips curled slightly.
And the openness and honesty of the two opened each other's hearts, and the former sense of distance was transformed into the cordiality between friends. Although I fell into silence again at this time, it didn't feel bad...
At night, the moon lifts the clouds, the breeze blows the branches, and the pear blossoms in front of the court sway. After a long time, the conversation in the courtyard resumed.
"By the way, what are you doing at such a late hour?"
"Toileting, do you believe it?"
"Hehe, I don't believe it. β
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