Volume 1 The Scholar and the Sword Chapter 56 Crying

When Qin Zi opened his eyes again, there was no confusion in his eyes.

He got up and walked to the table, picked up the candle, and looked at the drawings on the table.

The aura-driven lamp, bright and warm, shone on the paper, revealing a yellowish-brown color.

He carefully examined the drawings on the table, not missing a single detail.

The drawings made by Gova, according to Qin Zi's requirements, were very finely made, and the size and proportion of each part were perfect.

At the same time, there are different angles and directions of the furnace on the drawings, so that its structure can be perfectly displayed.

Qin Zi closed his eyes and used his extremely powerful memory and imagination to gradually sketch a Dan furnace in his mind.

Then he opened his eyes, keeping his mind in a state of dual-mindedness, while checking the drawings on the table, while perfecting the Dan furnace in his head.

This was a great test for his mind, and Rao was still a little unbearable with his powerful brainpower.

His body trembled slightly, and sweat oozed from his forehead.

And yet he still insisted, not allowing himself to stop thinking for a moment.

……

The light leak on the side recorded the passage of time, and before I knew it, two moments had passed.

Finally, Qin Zi exhaled a breath of turbid air with relief, raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and sat down on the chair.

At the same time, he kept changing perspectives in his mind, observing the illusory Dan furnace.

Limited by his own ability, the Dan Furnace has no decoration, just the most ordinary Dan Furnace.

However, such a Dan furnace, no matter from any angle, it seems to be extremely harmonious, and any part of it can be perfectly in line with the Heavenly Dao.

This is also the reason why he went to Gova, because Gova himself is not only a forging skill, but also a master of arithmetic.

Perhaps his forging skills would not be able to make such a furnace, but his arithmetic skills were enough to design it.

In fact, Gova was still modest at that time, Rao was himself, and he also spent a lot of energy on it, but because of his affection for Qin Zi, he didn't care about this problem.

Qin Zi knew it in his heart, and didn't say much, such a favor doesn't need to be lip service, it will be rewarded in the future.

He bent his right arm and gently rubbed his knuckles against his right forehead to soothe his mind.

There was a burning incense in the room, and the faint light smoke brought a vague aroma, like a hand, gently soothing his long-term nervous mind.

In such an atmosphere, he actually fell into a deep sleep.

……

When I woke up again, it was already three poles of the sun.

He stared out the window in a daze and walked for a while.

Before he knew it, he hadn't slept like this for a long time.

It is said that the fairy is chic, but the more he practiced, the more things he worried about, and gradually he was tired to this extent.

Outside the window, Zhong Xiufeng was frighteningly silent, except for the occasional sound of birds, there was no other sound.

He couldn't help but panic in his heart, and couldn't help but ask:

"You, are you still there?"

It was only then that he realized that his voice was actually crying.

He raised his hand and touched his cheek, his fingertips touching a little coolness, he knew that it was the tears he had unconsciously shed.

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This made him unable to hold back any longer, and asked aloud towards the empty place:

"Are you still there?"

"No, I don't need much, I don't need much, as long as someone can accompany me!"

"I'm just, really, just tired, just this once, just stay with me for a while, just for a while......" His voice became smaller and smaller, and the powerlessness in his voice gradually revealed.

……

And in response to him, there was only a deathly silence.

He suddenly got up from his chair and rushed to the bed, but he fell to the ground in such a hurry that he fell to the ground.

Regardless of his image, he climbed up from the ground with his hands and feet and climbed onto the bed.

He didn't even have time to undress, he just closed his eyes.

Just like usual, Qin Zi precipitated his mind and calmed his spiritual platform.

However, when I opened my eyes, I was faced with a familiar ceiling.

Close again, open again, it's still the same, close again, open it, it's still the same......

He finally couldn't hold it anymore, and wailed in pain like a prawn, curled up on the bed, his body twitching slightly.

Sometimes, driving a person crazy, it doesn't even take anything.

Or a person like Qin Zi, it is difficult to defeat him under any external pressure, but what everyone has to face can defeat him - that is loneliness.

The loneliness that you can feel since childhood, when you just didn't have a playmate; Then his parents took him to the country; Then he began to disguise himself to make himself popular with everyone; Later, my parents died, and I didn't even dare to look at it.

I thought that after coming to the mountain, the situation would improve, but what I didn't expect was that I encountered such a thing not long after I came to the mountain, and then began to calculate my friends, so that they could save more people in the troubled times that may occur in the future.

This is a good thing, but it is not for him, but it only makes him feel boundless loneliness.

He longs to share with others, even if it's just to tell himself about his meanness or listen to the curses of others, he is willing, but none of these things, and God's punishment for him is very simple, that is, no.

Heaven did nothing, not even for his relatives and friends to perceive his despicability.

But isn't this the greatest punishment for him?

And today, he finally collapsed......

……

Qin Zi didn't know, but as he had always allowed himself to believe, in front of his bed, a pure white girl stood quietly.

Even Qin Zi could hardly find her traces.

But Qin Zi knew of her existence, or rather firmly believed in her existence—this used to be his pillar.

At any given time, he could at least tell himself that at least someone was watching him, whether in good faith or in bad faith, and at least someone was there for him.

And today, this last pillar has also collapsed.

The girl just quietly looked at the boy curled up in a low cry on the bed, and the expression on her face did not change at all.

However, her slightly trembling shoulders also revealed that her heart was not at peace.

But she still just watched, no, not to be precise, because the girl's eyes were kept slightly closed, and although for her there was no need for eyes to know what was going on around her, she still had her eyes closed.

Qin Zi on the bed gasped heavily, and from time to time he was still crying slightly.

It's just that crying is never the result, and in life, every time we cry because of sadness, it's actually a process of release.

Because crying will always stop, grief will always end, and life will go on, and what should be done is still waiting for you to do.

But the girl didn't seem to be able to hold back any longer, there seemed to be a little sad look on her face, and she slowly stretched out her hand towards Qin Zi, who was crying like a dead dog......

The next moment, her hand froze, and the girl looked up to the sky, and for the first time, there was obvious astonishment on her face that had been unwavering.

And Qin Zi, who was on the bed, also froze instantly, and he could feel an indescribable palpitation.