The woman surnamed Yu kept talking all the way, and her high interest was very out of tune with the cold atmosphere around her, and Mo Ling only interjected a few words from time to time, and most of the time she was listening quietly.

The woman told a lot about the past. How did Mei Yu defeat the spirit of the Tianzi Pavilion with one enemy of ten in the martial arts competition; how was the Jing Si Yuan very lively in those years, the students in the garden were crowded in the lobby, and the students who came from thousands of miles to listen to the lectures had to sit on the ground in the courtyard; how Mei Yu was meticulous and serious, connecting the ancient and modern, and giving lectures in a clear and coherent manner, was convincing and intoxicating.

Mo Ling's face turned red when he heard this, and he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. Although these things that the woman said were not without exaggeration, they were basically true--but after all, this was all a thing of the past, and what kind of situation was it in Jing Si Yuan now?

The woman surnamed Yu saw that Mo Ling was a little absent-minded, so she stopped, and her face was a little embarrassed: "Am I a little wordy? You are also a student of Jing Si Yuan, you know most of these things......

"It doesn't matter. Mo Ling shook his head, "But more than these things, I want to know how Jing Si Yuan has been doing in the past six months, that is...... After Mei Yu left. ”

When the woman surnamed Yu heard this, her high interest suddenly fell, and her face was covered with an indescribable layer of sadness, "This half a year...... It's all bad things, and you won't be happy when you hear it. ”

"It's okay, you say. ”

"Let me think about where to start. "It's not so much about finding a conversation as it's about adjusting your mood. The woman surnamed Yu took several deep breaths, hesitated and hesitated, and finally mustered up her courage and slowly spoke: "After Mr. Mei Yu left, this street became deserted. There were fewer disciples who came to listen to the school, and the students of the original Jing Si Yuan also left one after another, and it was difficult to do business as soon as people left, so the vendors moved to other schools. It was only half a year before and after, and the building was empty, and now the remaining students—" the woman sighed, "Don't say anything, the few people you saw just now are the students in the school." ”

"It's really deserted and not like a school, but like a temple. Mo Ling teased, and the woman grinned, but she couldn't laugh.

As they walked, the two unconsciously came to the door of Jing Si Yuan. "I'll take you inside. The woman led the demon Ling into the courtyard, "The school is still the same, and the current gentleman was invited by the hall master from outside." He often doesn't come to lectures, and the students don't want to study, so they really look like a temple. ”

The yard is not big, and when I walked through the school, I came to the ruins of a bamboo house that caught fire.

"Before Mr. Mei Yu left, he left a lot of exercise books, all neatly placed in this bamboo house. After the gentleman left, the students of Jing Si Yuan took the books away little by little and never returned them. Whether it was read or sold, no one can say. The few remaining exercise books were burned down along with the bamboo hut in the fire not long ago. ”

"Has this been the case here since the fire?" asked Mo Ling.

"Hmm. The woman nodded, "I've tried to clean this place several times, but I just don't have the courage. ”

"Why?"

"Why......" The woman was silent for a long time, "even if the bamboo house is burned down, it is still the place where Mr. once stayed, I am afraid that after cleaning, everyone will gradually forget that there was once such a small bamboo house in this courtyard." ”

"......" When Mo Ling heard this, she felt her chest clogged in panic. Seeing Mo Ling's heavy face, the woman hurriedly waved her hand and said, "It's all my wishful thinking, it just sounds good." The woman smiled reluctantly, "Actually, to put it selfishly, I hope that Mr. can come back to see Jing Si Yuan again, even if it's just passing by, take a look at the bamboo house where she used to stay, and take a look at the students she once taught, although there is not much left......"

The two stood in the courtyard like this, silent to each other. A light breeze blows Motegi, and a green leaf swayes down in response, and it plummets into the ruins, hiding its figure.

"Is that the reason why you stayed here and didn't leave?"

"Huh?" the woman surnamed Yu came back to her senses, "What do you mean?"

"Do you want to wait until Mei Yu returns?"

This time, the woman did not answer. Mo Ling sighed, shook his head and said, "If you can't wait for the result, you should think more about yourself." ”

The woman buried her head and didn't speak, and after a while, Mo Ling noticed that her body was trembling. Mo Ling felt a pain in his heart, and felt that he had said something he shouldn't have said, "I didn't mean to splash cold water on you, whether it was the Tianzi Pavilion or the county guard, they would not agree to let Mei Yu-"

"I know......" the woman interrupted Mo Ling's words, her voice trembling, "I know what you say, so ...... Please don't say any more......"

"Sorry......" Except for an apology, Mo Ling couldn't think of anything else to say.

It didn't take long for the woman to wipe her cheeks, raise her head, and say with a smile: "I've seen the academy too, so I won't delay you too much, you are welcome to go back to the Jingsi Garden at any time, although there is nothing to see-" The woman folded her hands, bowed slightly, and said playfully, "But I can erect a statue of a god in the middle of the courtyard especially for you." ”

"That's a good idea," Mo Ling said with a smile, "I'll remember to bring the scented wax next time I come." ”

With that, the two looked at each other and laughed at the same time. The sound of refreshing laughter spread throughout the courtyard, waking the students in the hall from their sleep, and then flying into the clear sky in a circle by the light wind.

After saying goodbye to the woman surnamed Yu, Mo Ling has always had an indescribable feeling in her heart, some sad, some helpless, but some relieved and some free. When he was about to leave the hospital, he was careless and almost collided with someone.

"Hey, why don't you look at the road when you walk? ”

The person standing at the door was none other than the Sunny Kite, whom we had just met a few days ago. Both of them saw a look of surprise on each other's faces, and they were thinking the same question in their hearts, how could the other party appear in Jing Si Yuan?

"I see," Qing Kite clapped her hands and said with a smile, "Childe came to see Jing Siyuan for Mei Yu, right?"

"No," Mo Ling shook her head, "I used to be a student here, and today is a revisit. ”

"Childe used to be a student of Jing Si Yuan?" Qing Kite glared and blinked, "No wonder he is familiar with Mei Yu." In this way, the little woman should call Childe a senior brother. ”

"Are you ...... too?"

"Hehe, little girl Qing Kite, see Senior Brother Moling. Qing Kite clasped her fists and gave a salute, and said half-jokingly, "Qing Kite has not been in the house for a long time, and if you don't understand something, please ask my senior brother for more guidance." ”

"Why?" said Magic Ling, confused.

"Senior Brother actually asked why, Senior Brother is unwilling to instruct Qing Kite Exercises?" "Don't make fun of me, I'm asking why you came to Jing Si Yuan. ”

"Senior brother really asked knowingly, of course it's because Jing Si Yuan is more famous," Qing Yuan paused slightly, "The famous Mr. Mei Yu used to give lectures here. ”

"Then you're late," Magic Ling didn't know that Qing Kite's words were a bit of a joke, "You should have come a year earlier." ”

"It's not too late. Wait another month or two, I'm afraid it's really late. Qing Kite grinned, "Let's not stand here and talk, since we are here, why don't we let Qing Kite take Senior Brother to visit inside?"

"This ......" Mo Ling wanted to say that I had already seen it twice, but she felt that it was difficult to resist, so she nodded and said, "It's okay to visit, but the girl doesn't call me senior brother anymore, I have been away from Jing Si Yuan for so long, it sounds strange and embarrassing." ”

Qing Kite smiled and didn't answer, grabbed Mo Ling's arm and dragged Mo Ling into the Jing Si Garden.