Chapter Seventy-One: The Past Is Like Smoke
The familiar, empty sound of the piano came to my ears
Looking up, Yin Yunming seemed to have seen the person who was always so quiet and peaceful, and gave people warmth and jade-like moisturization all the time, but whenever he saw him, the figure that existed in his heart and could not be forgotten no matter what he saw naturally appeared in front of him.
But he also knew clearly that that person was Master's cousin, and more importantly, she was once Master's fiancée......
In fact, Yin Yunming didn't know much about her at that time, and he didn't even know her real name, and he hadn't seen her since that time, instead of the little doll who didn't cry or make trouble, and often stood in front of the door and looked into the distance, that is, his later third junior brother Shangguan Yunli.
It wasn't until he was a few years older and could go to Wudang to visit his uncle, uncle and other elders that he vaguely heard something about his master's past.
It turned out that the mother of the third junior brother was the cousin of the master Xiao Qing's family, and the mothers of both sides were sisters-in-law, although the age difference between the two was more than ten years, but because they got along a lot since childhood, the two families were both martial arts families, and they were not so particular about it, so when she was a little girl, she liked to stick to this gentle and friendly cousin very much.
Later, Xiao Qing went to Wudang to learn art, and it was a few years since she went, and when she said goodbye, the little girl had become a young girl who was Tingting Yuli. The two elders checked each other, it was better to be close to each other, and it was good for Qin and Jin to get married, and the cousins and sisters had no objections after learning about this, and Wudang has always been very tolerant of his disciples, especially for marriage, and there are no strict precepts, so the two of them naturally decided on this family matter.
Unfortunately, Xiao Qing's mother fell seriously ill not long after, although at the request of the old man, he wanted the two to get married, but as a filial son, Xiao Qing was not in the mood to complete the matter anyway, and soon the old man died, and the marriage of the two had to be postponed to three years later.
During these three years, Xiao Qing devoted himself to martial arts, and under the guidance of his master, his attainments in martial arts improved by leaps and bounds, coupled with his outstanding character, he was selected as a disciple of the lineage, tied for second place. But when he remembered his engagement to his cousin again, an unexpected news came......
It turned out that there was a dart game near my aunt's house, and he had a son who was about the same age as his cousin, because they were both martial arts families, and they had a lot of contacts with each other, but I don't know when the two had secretly fallen in love. By the time the two old men found out and wanted to stop it, it was too late, and the young couple ran away hand in hand, and no matter how they searched, they couldn't be found. In desperation, the aunt's family had to come to the door to make amends and at the same time come to dissolve the marriage contract.
Hearing this news, Xiao Qing was not very angry, but after comforting his elderly father, he agreed to the other party's request to withdraw from the marriage. Soon after, his father also went with his mother, Xiao Qing scattered all his family wealth, returned to Wudang, completely lost his thoughts, escaped into Taoism, and became a real Taoist disciple, so as to devote himself more to his own martial arts cultivation, and his reputation in the martial arts became increasingly prominent.
Maybe most people don't know about it, but those close to him can see that the past incident has hurt him a lot, but Xiao Qing can bury it deep in his heart. Not to mention others, every time he recalled the scene of the unexpected reunion between the master and his cousin at the Sword Gate, Yin Yunming felt the pain and struggle in his master's heart more and more deeply.
But the emotional thing is so wonderful, just when Xiao Qing couldn't restrain himself, the woman's helplessness, but firmness, sadness, but can't hide the stubbornness, has long been deeply imprinted in the young Yin Yunming's heart.
knew that this was an untouchable relationship like clouds in the air, but Yin Yunming still wanted to do something for her, so the little junior brother Shangguan Yunli who was left behind became the object of his care.
Although his heart was painful and he couldn't extricate himself, how could Xiao Qing fall into the trap and refuse the last request of others when they were in the most crisis, not to mention that the other party was still the person he once cherished......
The child eventually stayed.
Kissing the immature face of his own flesh and blood, which may have been goodbye forever, the beautiful figure did not look back, and walked away without the slightest hesitation, and never appeared again.
Looking at the back of his mother's departure, the two-year-old child finally opened his small mouth, but did not scream, his little legs slowly walked forward, and finally he staggered and chased after him.
"Mother......
Tears couldn't stop coming out of his eyes, and without waiting for the master to react, Yin Yunming had already rushed over and hugged the child tightly from behind.
"It's okay, it's okay...... And I...... And we ......."
"Brother, brother......"
The little man looked at the tearful face of the young man in front of him, and raised his fleshy little hand and wiped away tears for him.
"No, don't cry...... Don't cry when you leave your son, don't cry when you leave your brother......"
Seeing that in those big round eyes, which were obviously full of water, but still comforting himself, Yin Yunming had no choice but to nod his head vigorously while shedding tears.
"Well, well, my brother doesn't cry, and I don't cry when I leave my son, and my brother will be with Li'er in the future, and I will never be separated......"
Looking at a half-grown child in front of him, holding a little doll, comforting each other and wiping each other's tears, Xiao Qing's eyes had already blurred, he knew that the person who had made his heart ache, he was afraid that he would not come back again, and he also knew that there might be another orphan in his sword gate, that kind of sadness and pity filled his whole heart, prompting him to can't help but walk over and hug the two children tightly in his arms......
The gate of the Sword Gate is right in front of you.
When they saw him, the two disciples in charge of guarding the door greeted him warmly.
"Senior brother, you're back!"
"yes, I'm back."
Responding with a smile, Yin Yunming stepped in.
From the side courtyard on the left, there were bursts of shouts and cheers, knowing that it was made by the second junior disciple Zuo Yunpeng when he led his disciples to practice martial arts, and the fiery scene there could just set off the other courtyards more quietly.
I was going to see the master first, but somehow, I was led by the sound of the piano like a trickle, and I came to the "listening to the rain platform" in the southeast corner.
This is the only place close to the cliff in the entire courtyard of the Sword Gate, originally because he was afraid that a young disciple would accidentally fall down, Xiao Qing installed a railing here. Later, I saw that the children liked to play here, so I flattened the ground and added a canopy on it, and then there was this quiet and unique viewing platform, and the interest came up, and this platform had this elegant name.
This is Shangguan Yunli's favorite place to come
When I was a child, I liked to stand on the stage, holding the railing through the gap between the railings, looking into the distance, and when I got older, I would often come here to play the seven-string guqin after Xiao Qing learned to play the seven-string guqin.
Passing through the hall of the inner house and coming to the entrance of the stage, I saw the back of the plain dress, sitting upright in front of the stone table in the center of the platform, and the slightly sad piano music in the clear beauty was flowing out from under his slender fingertips...... 2k reading web