Okra was silent. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Ye Zhitan and Du Ruoyun have passed away, no matter which of them is right or wrong, in fact, it no longer matters, but she only feels bitter, because, she is alive, but she has never even gotten the sincerity that the deceased had back then, and she has not even had the qualifications to repeat the mistakes of the old people. She didn't know what this God liked to play with people's love—the person who thought of it did not think of her own pain, but what was more so than the pain of being happy with each other but finally unable to become married?

"I ...... It's not that I want to be disrespectful to your master. She struggled to put those thoughts away and spoke. "I just...... Can't understand. If it were me, if I were a man, I would never ......"

When she said this, she suddenly fell silent. This sentence is vaguely like what Shen Fengming said at that time. He told her a long story that day. If it were him, he said, "I wouldn't let my woman be so lonely and sad."

She suddenly remembered that there was such a man in this world who had shown his heart to her. She never wanted to remember that man's words and deeds, but now she found that there was no second word in the world that could beat his, so that even her eyes were moist for a while. She bit her lip and said softly, "Doesn't your master understand, he ...... There can be thousands of reasons not to come, but if you want to come, you only need one reason. ”

-- This sentence is also Shen Fengming's. She found that what she wanted to express most was what he had already expressed. The words he uttered to himself that day in his dying, she knew they couldn't be lies.

Jun Li looked at her in a daze, and for a moment in his heart, he suddenly communicated like a Parkway. He could have thousands of reasons not to come, but if he wanted to come, he only needed one reason. Okra said that his master Fengyun was talking about it, but it was like hitting his chest and hitting his heart with severe pain.

He knew that he also had "thousands of reasons" in his heart, between himself and his "Du Ruoyun", to force them to separate forever, and only that "one reason" could hold the thorny hand.

He finally realized why he was so shocked and shocked when he looked at Fengyun's letters that he didn't dare to read it anymore. Not only because he never expected that the master who had been cultivating for many years would fall in love all his life, but also because he was afraid of seeing that inevitable ending. Is it really worth living a life of eternal heavens, eternal sighs, eternal hearts twisted like knives, and so on -- and in the end it will be regret rather than forgiveness -- is it really worth living?

He staggered back to the window, breathing as if he was suffocating at such an end. The fate that had always choked him at the throat - the sword that always hung high above his head - gave him no more than fear. If he really chose to succumb to that providence and let go of her hand, he would have really decided the fate of the two of them, and that fate, his master had already written for them - he didn't want such a result, he couldn't bear it, he couldn't even look at it like this!

"You, are you alright?" Okra was startled when she saw that he suddenly turned pale. Jun Li did not respond. He turned and looked out the window. He could see the blue sky, the boundless sun, and the bustling world. He felt as if his heart was about to jump out - he wanted all this, he wanted all those joys, those joys, he wanted the irreplaceable living people - he was more afraid of being lonely and lonely in the world than fate or one day condemning them to death, and he could only send long letters with no end!

At this time, he remembered his fate, and for the first time, he was not sad in his heart, but unconsciously showed a smile on the corner of his mouth. It was a wry smile, but it wasn't necessarily beautiful, because the moment when he finally made a decision that followed his heart was perhaps the best in his life. "Don't associate with people, don't meet your relatives, don't get involved in love" -- when Feng Yun was admonishing him, he was always panicking, but now he can be relieved, right? Because even the master didn't let go of anything until the end.

"What are you laughing at?" Okra was not without worry, and hurriedly stepped forward, but saw his expression like this, and felt a little annoyed, "What I just said - is there anything funny?"

"No, you're right. Jun Li smiled, "I was just thinking about it...... If only I had seen these letters sooner. ”

- If he had seen the letters earlier, he might not have kept the thorn waiting so long. Sometimes I do retain my indecisive nature, and I have to rely on some fortuitous reason to push to make a certain decision. But he also knew that he had never changed what he had decided. Perhaps it was precisely because he knew that his decision would be difficult to change, so he had to be more hesitant and cautious.

But okra is here, but it is a different mood. If they had seen these letters earlier, if they had known about these involvements of their teachers earlier, would there have been some differences between them? She sat with him today, reading the letters that her master had written to him a long time ago—she doubted that this should also be a kind of fate, a kind of echo of the past, a continuation of the old man. It's a pity that some things can no longer be assumed - before she met him, she never believed in fate, she once ridiculed fortune-telling as nothing more than a trick, she thought that everything that existed in the world was just a coincidence and not fate. The world is reincarnated, perhaps, I was right at that time. It may not have been a fate that made them meet in that tea shed, but just a coincidence.

She returned to her table and sat down slowly, packing up her letters. "What are you going to do with these letters?" she asked.

"I ...... Haven't figured it out yet. Jun Li also turned around. "What my master wrote later, you say, do you want to take it to your master's grave and burn it to her?"

Okra thought about it. "As it should be, I ...... But I think Master might be sad when he sees this. ”

"That's right. Jun Li also changed his mind, "By the way, on which day did your master pass away?"

"On the sixth day of April last year. Okra obviously remembered that their master should have died around the same time last year. "Where's your master?"

“...... The seventh day of the fourth month. Jun Li's eyes were not without surprise, "If so, maybe...... Maybe they have already reunited, so why send those superfluous unhappiness again. ”

"Hopefully they're reunited. Okra whispered, "So...... You'd better keep it first. If I have the opportunity, I will go back to Lingyinmen. There are many letters among Master's relics, I didn't look at them carefully, I think I should have kept the letters from Master Ye back then, and we will discuss them when we can find these letters. ”

As she spoke, she straightened up the last piece of paper on the table. It was Fang Cai Jun Li who held it in his hand and looked at it for a long time. She opened it, and on the paper was a paragraph of "Sauvignon Blanc" written by Feng Yun in a certain year and wanted to send it to her sweetheart:

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang'an.

Luo Wei Qiu cries Jin Jing Yan,

The frost is bleak and cold.

The lonely lamp is unclear,

Curled up at the moon and sighed.

Beauty is like a flower across the clouds,

There is a high heaven of green and underworld,

There are waves of water below.

Heaven and earth are far away and the soul is bitter,

It is difficult for the dream soul to not pass the mountain.

Sauvignon Blanc, heartbreaking!

She didn't know what Jun Li was thinking when she looked at this poem. She hadn't read what Jun Li said about Feng Yun's last letter, and she didn't know how much despair and remorse had reached in it. She just felt that this kind of lovesickness was desperate enough, and although it was extremely beautiful, she didn't want it. Her master has been lovesick all her life, and her senior sister has also been lovesick all her life, and in this life, can she still get a little truth that she can hold in her hands?

- Or have you ever really tried to hold on to a piece of truth that you shouldn't have missed?

(4 fold end)

(The following chapters are all nonsense, you can not read them)

Because [three-one-four] is relatively short, it is exactly the end of the four-fold, so. . Just a few casual words. In other words, the four words Lushui Qingming are still used!

The general play is a four-fold play, but the four-fold play does not finish the story, so, of course, it is a new fold to continue. Don't care about these details~ The next thing is a five-fold discount.

If you are familiar with this small period of history of the Southern Song Dynasty, you must already know the outcome of the confrontation between the so-called Prince Gongwang. Luckily, this is only part of the plot. I don't study history, I'm just from Hangzhou, I live near the canal, and occasionally I look at the scenery at Wulin Wharf. Wulinfang is real, and the imperial city in the south of the city also existed, and now there is nothing, but the recent VR (virtual reality) technology can largely imitate the appearance of the imperial city. It would have been nice if this technique had come out earlier, so that there would have been no need to rush to study the topography of the waterways (although it would not have worked at all).

I have a couple of offline readers, who are friends, because I'm too slow and have given up on me. Some of them happily claimed the role at the beginning, but because they didn't claim the main role, they didn't mix up for half a year and appeared again, and they were about to break off their friendship with me.

And the online readers... I know very little. Still, I know you're here. One or two is fine. You guys... Will I run because I'm slower? Alas, I can't help it, as long as you believe that I won't give up on the pit, and I'll come back to see me one day.

I don't go to the comment area very much, there are fewer comments and I am disappointed, and I am panicked when there are more comments, so I still want to be an ostrich and try to update myself. I knew that I should focus on the update of a novel for the time being, but "Black Sword" was inexplicably on V back then (I won't talk about the reason anyway, this is the result), and I gave up feeling immoral, and I did focus most of my energy on "Xingxing", after all, "Black Sword" is in vain even if I finish reading it, and I still don't know the ending if I don't read "Xingxing" (haha), so it has become the current situation. Basically, when I feel a lot of guilt, I will change "Black Sword" once, and the rest of the time I will write "Xingxing".

The word count is about the same.。。 (I don't know why I make up this number of words if it's not on the shelves)

Oh yes, when I wrote the episode of the Nether Butterfly earlier, I bought a cloth wallet with a dragonfly pattern in honor of the dragonfly that changed the fate of Shen Fengming and Okra (in fact, I was looking for an excuse to buy and buy), and next time I am free, I will upload the picture to you. But after looking at it for a long time, I don't think it looks good, so it's better to buy the phoenix pattern and sunflower pattern directly!

You asked me why I didn't buy the one that commemorated Jun Li and the Thorn? I thought about it seriously, and it wasn't that I was biased, but I didn't find anything to commemorate them. Speaking of which,But the last time I saw a bag with a pineapple printed on it.,Do you say this cp is it?。。。 I hope it won't cause a psychological shadow on you to eat pineapples in the future. . .

Speaking of CP, a friend asked me before who is the female number one. I would say that this question is asked because you always feel that in all (normal) stories, the female number one is paired with the male number one, and whoever is good with the male number one is the female number one. Actually, I don't think that's the point. There are two ways to determine the female number one, first, who has more scenes is the number one (the number can be obtained), and second, who you love the most is the number one (you can get it by touching your chest) - both of which do not need to ask the author, let alone obtain the consent of the male protagonist.

Okay, I'm going to work overtime... Or adjust your emotions, the five-fold will start soon. If you've seen this, I think you'll look down, I... I'd love to give you a spoiler, but... I, endure, stay.