Qingshui Villa, which is hidden in the maple leaf forest, lacks the style of being the first family of martial arts back then, and only a scene of disastrous failure remains. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

What was once a magnificent building now looks like it is about to collapse, and the ground is full of weeds.

How can the years be so unforgiving?

Or perhaps, there has never been any emotion in the years, and all of them are just people's own imaginations.

Without the noisy atmosphere of the living, the entire Qingshui Villa is gloomy and desolate, and I feel very panicked.

In front of the door of the "Cloud and Water Room", an adult man stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the scene inside in a daze.

The man was dressed in black, wearing a large hat surrounded by a black cloth, and his face was hidden behind the black cloth, so he couldn't see the expression on his face.

He reached out and gently stroked the door frame, and his gentle movements were like a teenager gently caressing the pretty face of his beloved girl.

"Haven't you even changed the furnishings here......," he sighed, in a trance for a moment, as if he was asking someone, and as if he was talking to himself.

After a long stay in front of the door, the man finally walked in slowly.

"Ahem, cough ......", a strong musty smell choked people a little out of breath, making the man in black cough incessantly.

After a while, he looked up and looked around, and in the wide hall, there were two rows of large wooden tables and chairs, but now they were covered with dust and mildew. With such a simple furnishing, who would have thought that this was the most important hall of Qingshui Villa back then.

Looking at the scene in front of him, the man was distracted for a while, and after slowing down, he walked straight to a large wooden chair in the innermost, remembering that this was the seat of Yang Shuangzi, the former owner of Qingshui Villa. He didn't care if it was clean or not, and just sat down.

I only heard a "click", and the chair had already rotted, and when the man sat like this, it immediately shattered into a pile of wooden blocks.

"Alas......", the man had to let out a long sigh and shake his head with a wry smile.

"Hmm...... Spit ......", at this moment, a sound of horses neighing came from outside, and the next moment, the man's figure suddenly disappeared into the hall like a ghost.

In the open space in front of Qingshui Villa, a carriage had slowly stopped.

"Ah Xue, Xiaoxi, we have arrived at ......", Yang Xiaofeng jumped out of the carriage, looked at the familiar but somewhat unfamiliar scene in front of him, and said gently: "Get off the car, let's go in and have a look."

The two girls got out of the car, and Luo Qingxue didn't have any mood swings because she came every year. Yang Xiaoxi was not very calm, and she couldn't imagine that she would be able to come back again after eleven years, which made her very excited. It's just that, seeing this dilapidated scene in front of her, the girl's face couldn't help but show a little sadness, and even a little confused.

Is this really Shimizu Villa?

"Brother......", the girl asked softly almost confusedly, "Is this really our house?"

The girl seemed very reluctant to believe it, and even more reluctant to accept it. The desolate building complex in front of you is really the once lively Qingshui Villa.

If this is really Shimizu Villa, what about the people here?

Once upon a time, there were so many people here, adults, old people, women, and so many children playing with them, where did they go?

In a trance, it felt like a long dream. The softest emotion in her heart was touched, and tears seemed to slide down the girl's eyes.

Yang Xiaofeng was also distracted for a while, and after a while, he said slowly: "This is not our home, this is just a place where we once lived." There are a few houses here that we used to live in, and that's it."

"You say this is not our house"?

"Where there is a family, there is a ...... home".

"Xiaoxi ......", Luo Qingxue gently pulled the girl's hand and said in a harmonious voice: "It's okay, let's go in and have a look." Don't listen to your brother's nonsense, he always makes himself very complicated, just like that philosopher, the most annoying."

"Hee-hee...... , my sister-in-law is right, and I'm also annoyed by my eldest brother's rhetoric."

"You...... You two ......", Yang Xiaofeng wanted to defend himself a few words, but thinking of what they just said, he finally forgot it.

Actually, he himself feels a little. Well, he does get a little complicated.

With a "squeak", Yang Xiaofeng gently pushed open the door of Qingshui Villa, and the three of them walked in slowly.

This step not only stepped into the threshold of Qingshui Villa, but perhaps, there were also those years in the past!

On the bluestone-paved martial arts arena, there is no such glorious and domineering spirit as the bloody and heroic back then, only the loneliness that has been deserted by time for too long.

The weeds that were full of stone crevices looked so lonely.

Yang Xiaofeng smiled, mixed with a little sadness, and a faint smile flashed on his face.

"Dad, mother, I'm back......", he muttered to himself: "Dad, mother, have you seen it, not only me, but also Ah Xue and Xiaoxi, we are all back."

A wind blew, and his whispers were quickly drowned out by the wind. But somewhere in the corner between the clouds and water, there seemed to be a soft sigh.

"Is that kid Xiaofeng"?

The man in black hidden in the dark stretched out his hand in the air, as if he wanted to touch something. The face covered by the black cloth seemed to show a rare soft look, although he tried hard, but in the end, his hand only hung down weakly.

One moment the gentleness ceased to exist in an instant, and the next moment, the warmth on his face was completely replaced by cruelty and indifference.

After all, Yang Xiaofeng is just a tool he uses to achieve his ultimate goal, and he will not have any feelings for tools.

Even if it's his own and Ah Yun's......

But why, there is a faint pain in my heart.

What are all those years of sacrifice and so many years of hard work for?

Is it really just because of jealousy, because of resentment towards Ah Yun?

Suddenly, he felt a sense of confusion that he had never felt before. He asked himself if he was doing the right thing.

Or was it all a big mistake from the start?

From the first encounter with Ah Yun, to the tragedy of Qingshui Villa. Perhaps, he has always been on the wrong path.

However, whether it is wrong or right, it doesn't make any sense now.

He's been on this road for too long, he's gone too far, so far that there's no turning back, there's no turning back.

Or, in fact, from the beginning, he didn't think about turning back.

After a long time, after all, he didn't come up with an answer, and he shook his head self-deprecatingly, feeling that his thoughts were really ridiculous.

"There is no right or wrong in this world, why do I have such strange thoughts"?

He really didn't understand himself.

As if sensing something, Yang Xiaofeng raised his head thoughtfully, and looked ahead for a while. Walking through the martial arts arena, the three big characters of "Yunshui" came into view.

The sun shone down and shone right on the martial arts arena. Under the reflection of the sun, the three words "between the clouds and water" seem a little mottled, the original vigorous and powerful brushwork is now only a few faint strokes, although the original meaning can barely be recognized between the lines, but there is no such sharp and exciting atmosphere as it was back then.

Is that the name of a temple, or a memory of the past?

Between the strokes that have long faded, what flows is the years that have passed!

After a while, Yang Xiaofeng shook his head with a faint smile, retracted his gaze from the front, and turned to look at the two girls behind him.

As far as he could see, Yang Xiaoxi was looking at everything in front of him in a daze, and when he looked at it, he was already in tears.

"Big brother, is this really our Qingshui Villa"?