Chapter 45: Meet
Yan Mansion.
In a pavilion, Ye Qingyi sat there quietly, she was dressed in green clothes, her face was haggard, her eyes were a little dark, her expression was full of sadness, and she no longer had the style of the past.
Ye Qingyi was originally a woman with a very out-of-the-box temperament, sometimes a little willful, sometimes a little brutal, sometimes a little stubborn, but she had never been in such a mood as now.
Looking down at the familiar clothes on the table, Ye Qingyi only had an infinite sentimentality in his heart at the moment of autumn and winter solstice.
But the strange thing is that Ye Qingyi is obviously very sad and sad, but she has never left even a single tear.
It's not that Ye Qingyi isn't sad to the extreme, it's not that Ye Qingyi is afraid of people and doesn't want to cry, but she is so sad that she forgets to cry.
People will shed tears when they are sad, but if a person is sad and sad to the extreme, she will not be able to shed tears.
Just because she knew in her heart that as soon as she cried, the person who made her cry would be a little far away from her, and when she dried up her tears, then this person might really leave her completely.
It is people who forget, no matter how much they wanted to remember something in the first place, but with the passage of time and the change of time, it will slowly, like a breeze blowing on the face, gently, gently from the mind, little by little, little by little, as if the snow in winter will slowly melt one day.
Someone once said that if a person dies, but as long as there are still people who remember him, then he is not really dead, only when no one in the world remembers him, then that person is really dead.
Ye Qingyi didn't think that Yun Que would die in danger, she was sad just because she didn't like the feeling that he wasn't around, she didn't eat or drink, she didn't sleep, she wasn't looking for death, she was just worried, when she was eating, drinking, and sleeping, Yun Que might be somewhere, hungry, thirsty, and sleepless.
It was something she didn't want to see, but she always thought of it that way, and the thought made her feel even more sad.
It is said that a woman's heart is a needle, but sometimes a woman is sad, there are not so many reasons, and it is just because the person she likes is not around.
Yan Yu and Yan Yaoyao are not here to accompany Ye Qingyi, the martial arts conference has begun, Yan Yu and the two still have their own things to do, and they can't always stay by Ye Qingyi's side to comfort her.
Sometimes, when a person is sad, she doesn't need much comfort, just give her a quiet environment, and it's okay to be alone.
A person's pain will still be borne by a person after all, the difference is that some pain will disappear with the passage of time, while others will be fresh with the passage of time, deep in the heart.
"Say goodbye to you in autumn, when will we meet again. In front of the pavilion, remember the gentleman's appearance, and the smoke is misty. ”
Ye Qingyi's eyes drooped slightly, her eyes were already full of heartbreak, if Yun Que had no news, she didn't know what to do.
"Tsing Yi!"
Just when Ye Qingyi was secretly sad, a familiar voice suddenly sounded in her ears.
"Tsing Yi?!"
This familiar and affectionate title, which made her can't help but feel joyful, there can be no second person in this world except for Yun Que.
Ye Qingyi stood up suddenly, turned his head, and couldn't wait to look at the source of the voice.
I saw that it was Yun Que, he was standing there with a smile on his face, a pair of bright eyes, full of warm smiles, he looked at her with a smile like that, as if he was looking at all the beauty in the world.
Ye Qingyi looked at Yun Que who was standing there, and took two steps forward quickly, but for some reason suddenly stopped and stood there quietly.
Her face was filled with the joy of seeing each other, but her eyes were full of tears, she bit her lip, held back the tears that were about to fall, and stood there stubbornly, looking at Yun Que not far away, stubbornly refusing to take another step.
She was angry, although she knew that Yun Que didn't deliberately disappear for three days without news, but she was just a little angry, although there was no reason for this, but there was no reason for this.
Ye Qingyi looked at Yun Que and didn't move, but Yun Que was already standing in front of her, and if she didn't move, it didn't mean that Yun Que wouldn't move.
Yun Que looked down at Ye Qingyi's somewhat stubborn face, and her eyes full of tears, her delicate face was already full of guilt.
Yun Que suddenly took Ye Qingyi into his arms, and his face was already full of tears.
"I'm back and I'm worried about you. ”
In just nine words, Ye Qingyi couldn't hold back the crumbling tears in his eyes anymore, and cried in Yun Que's arms like that.
Yun Que felt the dampness and heat in his arms, stretched out his hand and gently stroked Ye Qingyi's hair, and the tears on his face fell down his face one by one, falling on Ye Qingyi's hair, and down his shoulders.
Who doesn't cry a man, but he hasn't reached the sad place.
Yun Que knew that he had been missing for three days, and Ye Qingyi would definitely be worried, but he didn't expect Ye Qingyi to be so worried.
Looking at Ye Qingyi's face, which was much haggard and unknown than before, Yun Que's heart was like a cold spring flowing through in winter, it was so cold that it hurt, and his heart was like being eaten by a needle and ant, it hurt in the bottom of his heart, and it hurt to the bone marrow.
I don't know how long it took, Ye Qingyi, who was lying in Yun Que's arms, stopped his tears, and looked at Yun Que with some tears in his eyes.
"I thought you were going to leave me here. ”
Ye Qingyi looked at Yun Que, and there was still a little sadness in his voice.
Yun Que looked at Ye Qingyi and shook his head, and said with a serious face: "I'm just afraid that I won't see you one day, how can I leave you behind." ”
Ye Qingyi heard Yun Que say this, her face turned red, and she couldn't help lowering her head, completely forgetting what she was going to say next.
"Boy, is that gift for this girl?"
At this moment, the old man who followed Yun Que suddenly asked.
"Ahh
Ye Qingyi, who was lying in Yun Que's arms, heard the old man's voice, and couldn't help but let out a low cry, and suddenly got up from Yun Que's arms.
At this moment, she saw that there was an old man in black standing where Yun Que was standing just now, this old man had a cold face, he looked ordinary, but it gave people the illusion that he was not ordinary.
When Yun Que heard this, he knew that Ye Qingyi didn't recognize the old man, so he opened his mouth and introduced: "Qingyi, this is an old senior I know in the past few days, you can call him an anonymous senior." ”
Yun Que looked at the old man again and said, "This is my senior sister Ye Qingyi." ”
Hearing this, he frowned, with some doubts on his face, looked at Ye Qingyi and asked, "The surname is Ye, and it is so similar, who are Ye Yunfeng?"
When Ye Qingyi heard the name Ye Yunfeng, he couldn't help but be taken aback, looked at the old man with some surprise, and said, "Senior, don't you know my grandfather?"
Ye Yunfeng is no one else, but the previous generation of the sect master of the Forgotten Sword Sect, known as the peerless sword god of "the three-foot Huangquan Road in front of him", once drank wine and talked with Wen Tianya, the founding emperor of Great Wen, on the Forgotten Sword Mountain, and introduced him as a confidant.
When the old man heard this, a faint smile appeared on his face, and he said, "I didn't expect that little guy's granddaughter to be so old." ”
"Little one?granddaughter?!"
When Ye Qingyi heard the old man say this, he couldn't help but be a little stunned, this old man was not crazy enough to say such words.
Yun Que was also a little shocked when he heard the old man's anonymous words, he knew that the old man might be very old, but he didn't expect that he still underestimated the old man a little.
If what the old man said was true, then he was already more than 100 years old.