Li Yijie's honest and upright face appeared in her mind again. She whispered, "Li Dage, if it's meant to be, it's meant to be. If it's not meant to be, don't force it. A person should know how to cherish his good fortune. That Shen Shiyun is not fated to be with you. Why are you so obsessed with an illusion and neglect the happiness that is within reach? Ay, I can't blame you. This is a common problem in the secular world. Complicated sounds confuse the eyes, tempting the mind. But sometimes you're too inflexible. It's better not to take things too seriously. "
Thinking about Nangong Xue pretending to be strong, she sighed, "Xueer Jiejie, I've always thought that you and Li Dage are a pair. Men love to show off. We girls should also show off a bit and give them a chance to be heroes … If you think about everything carefully, people won't know how to cherish you … I wonder if Meng Shifu will be kind enough to pardon your 'innocent sin'. Letting a young girl stay on the top of a cliff and face the wall for the rest of her life is really a bit cruel. The most precious thing in life is freedom. Power, position, and fame are all superficial things that you can't bring with you when you're born and can't bring with you when you die. It's a pity that we're living in troubled times and often we can't control ourselves … If I were you, perhaps I'd rather die. "In comparison, she seemed to be the lucky one. She bitterly smiled.
Then she thought about Lu Qian. Along the way they played and cursed each other. She rode on his neck and waved her rattan around, making him her horse. These beautiful memories were very far away, very far away. It really felt like a lifetime ago.
Although she had been deceived and schemed against by him, when she thought about it, she never really hated him. She knew his nature was weak and timid. Although his heart was not in the right place, he was not an evil person. When she heard he fell into the deep valley, she was really sad.
Furthermore, when he coerced her into traveling with him, he did not do anything bad to her. After he became the Head Zhaizhu, he still protected her in front of the Kongtong Sect Leader and Cheng Jiahua. He was indeed loyal.
She sighed, "Head Zhaizhu Lu, you're too ambitious. Is it really that easy to be an emperor? It's just something you yearn for but can't get. But I know your character. You don't like to be bound by rules and regulations. You'd rather be a free cloud or a wild crane, playing the world. Although you're smooth and sly, you can't be lucky every time. It was already a blessing bestowed by the heavens to survive such a calamity. If you don't stop now, you will be killed by your vanity sooner or later. "
Thinking of Tang Yuancheng's easy-going and cheerful smile, he sighed and said, "Yuancheng, you know too little about human nature. You still need to slowly sharpen yourself. But once you've tasted all the pain and suffering in the world, perhaps you won't be able to retain your current innocence. So even though I knew that Shen Shiyun was using you to lure me into her trap, I didn't say anything bad about her in front of you. If you just want to keep a little bit of beauty in your heart, why do you have to be a bad person? The world is filled with sorrow and dust. It is not easy to be happy alone. "
Suddenly he thought, "Shen Shiyun's character is very similar to Jiang Liechen's. Once the chess pieces have been used, they will dispose of them. If I don't tell him now, in the future if he is still ignorant and doesn't take precautions against her, it will be my fault … "He sighed and thought again," Life and death are decreed by fate. Riches and honor are in the hands of the heavens. It is not something that can be changed by man. "
Every time she thought of someone, she would raise her head and drink a few mouthfuls of wine, as if she was sitting face to face with that person. By the time she finished reading the last word, the bottom of the gourd could be seen. Thinking that the number of people she knew in her life could be counted on one hand, not to mention the friends she truly treated with sincerity, her hand loosened and the wine pot fell to the ground with a clatter. It rolled a few times and then stopped moving. The water stains under her feet just now had evaporated without a trace under the sunlight.
Biting her lip, she said, "Everything will come to an end. The curtain has fallen on the great play, the song has ended and the audience has dispersed. There will be another play in the future, the audience will never be lonely, but it will not be the same as the first one. Ay, who cares? "
Thinking of the world, some chase after fame, some chase after profit, there will always be some temporary gains. But in the end, you have nothing. The only person you love is just using you. "Happiness is nothing more than a flower in the mirror, the moon in the water. You can see it, but you can never catch it, can never touch it. In the blink of an eye, right and wrong, success and failure vanish in the blink of an eye. Life is bitter and short, just like a dream. "
She stood up and silently walked to the riverside. She saw a bunch of stemless floating lotuses near the shore. She didn't know how they were able to stand firm under the violent waves, but they didn't drift with the current. She gently lowered her body, lowering her shoulders slightly to test if they were enough to bear her weight. Then she gradually laid her entire body on her back. She said in her heart, "I didn't mention you, not because I don't miss you, but because the memories between us are too many and too precious. I can't finish them all in just a few words. I … I am willing to spend the rest of my life reminiscing. But I … I don't want to leave you anymore … "
The floating lotuses supported her, and under the current, they also moved along with the current. Chu Menglin was startled at first, but then he secretly mocked himself, "Didn't you say that you have seen through everything? Then why would you be afraid? " When he thought about how he was also like this floating lotus, drifting aimlessly and without anyone to rely on, he instantly felt a sense of sympathy for his fellow sufferers. He placed his hands in front of his chest and thought, "I'll let it take me wherever it takes me, and see where my final destination is."
The lotus leaves rose and fell on the surface of the river. She felt that the river water was like fate, and that she was floating and sinking in it for the rest of her life, completely under its control. Looking up at the blue sky, distant and deep, with white clouds floating, she thought, "What a beautiful blue sky. I wonder if there are really gods above the nine layers of clouds? Probably … They are able to break away from the worries of the secular world, so they must be worry-free every day … That is the joy of gods, not the laughter of mortals … "She thought about how she had committed all kinds of evil, how her hands were stained with blood, and how she would definitely go to the eighteenth layer of hell after she died. She would never have the chance to see such a beautiful blue sky again.
At this time, her chest felt uncomfortable again. A few days ago, she was hit by Zsaketu's palm, and after the long journey, her internal injuries had relapsed. She coughed a few times, and blood flowed out from the corner of her mouth. It dripped onto the lotus leaves and spread into the river water. Her face also felt salty and wet. It turned out that her tears were mixed with her blood, and they were overflowing. Her heart was still peaceful. She only thought, "Evil has its retribution. She won't even leave me a moment of peace."
The lotus leaves turned around the corner of the valley and left the shade of the trees, sprinkling down a large patch of golden sunlight. Chu Menglin felt that her eyes were soaked with tears, and the light was so dazzling that it was difficult to look straight at it for a long time. She slowly closed her eyes, and they were filled with endless reluctance to part with the blue sky. Until they completely covered her eyes, she could only feel a hazy light in her eyes. Only the warm sunlight shone on her eyelids, but her hands and feet gradually turned cold.
The lotus leaves drifted further and further away until they could no longer be seen. A layer of bright red blood floated on the surface of the river, gurgling as it flowed. A gust of north wind blew, and the branches of the peach trees on the shore shook with the wind. Petals fluttered and fell, like white paper money being thrown at a funeral. They fell into the water, and the pink color contrasted with the red of blood, flowed downstream. At first, it was very eye-catching, but after several surges of the waves, the bloodstains were gradually diluted, and the water returned to its original dark green color.
The rivers, lakes, and seas flowed endlessly all day long. In the endless scouring, it also washed away all traces of the existence of many nameless people in history, leaving no trace behind. The people who admired the flowers had passed away, and only the petals that filled the sky were left, drifting in the air.
It was just like the poem of the predecessors: Outside the relay station by the broken bridge, solitude opens without a master. It's already dusk, and I'm worried alone, with wind and rain. Unintentionally struggling for spring, a group of flowers jealous. Scattered into mud and crushed into dust, only the fragrance remains.
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