Chapter 19: Leaving the Song
Time passed in a hurry, three or five months had passed, and Ling Yufan didn't know how long it had been, after all, there was no one here to count the time.
Ling Yufan was lying on the mountain, and the grass was tender and green, full of vitality, and fell with the wind. A gentle breeze blows across your cheeks, and you feel comfortable.
I picked up a piece of grass and chewed it in my mouth for a long time, until a trace of sweetness touched the tip of my tongue and then spit it out.
The boring life, although the people here are simple and kind, is not suitable for him.
"Alas, it's been too long, and my father doesn't know what happened. ”
Ling Yufan was lying on a melancholy face looking at the blue sky, the breeze was gusting, and listening to the sound of steady footsteps, he knew that Li Wusheng had come to look for him.
The footsteps gradually entered, and a person was reflected in his eyes, and sure enough, it was Li Wusheng.
"Brother Wusheng, do you want to lie down!"
Ling Yufan looked at him, laughed, and wanted to move his position next to him, after all, he was not well at the beginning, this guy could say that he was going to give him a tiger whip, but he was seriously injured, deer antlers, wolf whips and bear paws, and all the prey he went to fight was made up for by himself.
Li Wusheng was stubborn, and after waking up, he resolutely didn't eat these things, saying that it was for Ling Yufan, and the big guy persuaded him for a long time, saying that Ling Yufan was fine, but he still didn't listen, which made Ling Yufan feel helpless, and he persuaded him for a long time before eating.
But Li Wusheng still didn't feel good, saying that he was in good health, and he would definitely give you a tiger back, and he couldn't owe him.
made Ling Yufan feel that Li Wusheng attaches great importance to credit, and what he promised is yours is yours. Whether it was a deer or a bear, it was all fought by Li Wusheng himself, how could he owe Ling Yufan anything?
"Yu Fan, you say, what is the sky?"
Seeing that he didn't get up, Li Wusheng also sat on the ground, looked at the sky, and asked Ling Yufan next to him.
"Why do you ask?"
Ling Yufan was holding a piece of grass in his mouth, not noticing Li Wusheng's trance, Ling Yufan didn't wait for him to answer, he said his thoughts,
"The way of heaven is the extreme, and all things depend on existence. ”
I saw Li Wusheng put his hand on the ground, holding the tender green grass tightly, his face gradually lowered, his head lowered, but his eyes flashed with sinking.
"You're wrong, nature is ruthless!"
"Why, it keeps harvesting life every moment, but there are still people praising it?"
"Why, good people die miserably, but bad people live long?"
"Why, when a person prays for God's blessing, is he still unsatisfied?"
Ling Yufan couldn't help but be stunned when he heard what Li Wusheng said, what he said was ...... Seems right. So who's wrong, me?
Ling Yufan was obviously also in deep thought, Ling Yufan's mind was very messy, as if something had collapsed.
"Heaven is strong, but he doesn't bless people, what's the use of him? Why did he snatch her! Why!"
Li Wusheng's face was as cold as frost, he was ruthless, he was ruthless, he was incompetent, and he was ruthless. The dead silence in his eyes is ruthless at the moment,
At this moment, he needed to pour out what was in his heart, and he took out Xiao in his hand, Ling Yufan never knew that Li Wusheng would be Xiao.
Li Wusheng looked at Xiao in his hand, and couldn't help but smile bitterly, he hadn't touched it for a long time.
Xiao was close to his mouth, and the melodious sound of the flute gradually sounded on the mountain, and Xiao played the sad and mournful tune. The sky was whimpering, weeping like a complaint, and on the ground, many miscellaneous trees, flowers and plants seemed to sing and harmonize, desolate and desolate.
The whirlwind was tactful, and the sound of the flute gradually sounded, and the sound was low, although it was extremely low and thin, each syllable was still clearly audible. Gradually, there are occasional crisp and short bass tones, which rise and fall, and the complex sound gradually increases.
First, like a hundred birds contending, playing with each other, as if constantly flying from the trees, jumping back and forth,
Gradually, the birds left together, the flowers fell, the grass withered, but the drizzle was dripping, and it was desolate.
Finally, everything is silent, but it seems that there is still a star in the sky, opening a door to your heart for you to live in!
Seeing Li Wusheng sitting on the top of the mountain, the sorrow in his eyes could not disappear. The cold wind on the peak was blowing, and the black wind was moving, which seemed so cold.
""The Song of Departure" is still the same, but you are gone. Why don't you let me go with you. ”
The tears in Li Wusheng's eyes stayed for a long time, and turned into a sigh, the scenes of the past still appeared in his mind, and now Xiao should go with her.
I only heard a "click", Xiao broke off, Li Wusheng threw it on the ground, and then turned around and left.
Ling Yufan still didn't say anything, not knowing if he was immersed in Xiao Sheng's or Li Wusheng's question.
I didn't move for a long time, but my eyebrows were wrinkled into the word 'Chuan', and I didn't seem to be able to think of it. The voice on his lips was as thin as a mosquito's foot, and he still murmured: "Why?"