Martial Arts: My Proficiency Panel

Chapter 226: Fanwaimeng Returns to the Southern Dynasties (3)

Chapter 226 Extra Story: Dreaming Back to the Southern Dynasties (3)

That winter was extremely cold. After March, the snow still hasn't melted.

My father stayed at home for less than seven days. There were no traces of them for three days. My mother said he was away on business. But I noticed that your mother also went out in those few days.

I don't know what the two of them did, but I saw my mother suddenly lost her temper when she was making soup for my father at home.

My mother had a difficult labor when she gave birth to me in her early years, and the old injuries are still there. Get up early in the morning to slaughter live chickens, and stay by the stove for a while to skim off the oil stars.

Such a hard morning. And what my father said most often is: I have something to do, so I won’t go back.

Those six light words wiped out a woman's hard work all morning.

I had a big fight with her, and seeing her alone in the dark was beyond my patience. But I still swallowed those extremely hurtful words.

Running out of the house with nowhere to go. Walking along the familiar mountain road, catkins are all over the sky by the river, the sky is gray-blue, and the sunlight is not clear.

You are standing in front of your house, not knowing what you are doing. Suddenly he stretched out his hand and took a picture of a flower on the wall. The early spring flower was extremely delicate and beautiful.

I wanted to avoid it, but I saw the person standing beside you.

The brows and eyes are delicate, and the voice and smile are gentle.

She's beautiful - and I'm talking silly. Which of your confidante is not beautiful? It's just this one who deserves to overwhelm the country and the city. When I see her in the future, I will smile with smoke.

Even if it is still young now, it is enough to dazzle.

Are you fascinated? Otherwise, how could you look at him so tenderly?

I saw you handed her the flower, but didn't take it back, so I tied a strand of hair behind his ear for him.

She raised her head, you looked at each other, and smiled intimately.

But I still remember your expression that night: Half of your face was slightly red, looking at me as if you were about to cry.

Everyone wants you to laugh, but I almost want you to cry. It's perfectly normal that you don't like me.

The kiss probably just wanted to shut my mouth and let me stop hurting others.

I understand it all, but it's a pity that things like the heart don't listen to me.

I was about to step back, but you have sharp eyes. Saw me right away. I saw that your eyes lit up, and you wanted to chase after me.

But she puts her arm around yours and asks you: "My aunt likes desserts. It just so happens that a group of pastry chefs from the West have arrived in Yangzhou City. They have made a lot of new desserts. She should like them."

You stopped, your eyes stopped on me and swept around, and then fell back into her arms. I don't know what kind of psychology it is. Do I hope you come after me, or do I hope you don't come?

It's just that you stopped for a while, and left anyway, discussing with her how to get to Yangzhou City.

The sun elongated my shadow, reflecting the fallen flowers on the branches, I was so alone that I was dying.

Since that day, I have not followed that path. It's so big here, it's hard to come across if you don't do it deliberately.

When I got home, my father was sitting in the room, as gentle as ever, but I didn't seem to trust the person in front of me as much, as I thought, he was single-minded.

But he seemed to know everything, and actually explained everything that happened in the past few days to me. What to say, the purpose of these few days is to completely break up the entanglement between him and your mother.

I talked a lot, from how they met to how they separated, and even swore that they would never let me and my mother down, otherwise God would hate it.

But I didn't listen to most of them. It's just that my father said in the end that you will return to the royal family of Song Dynasty in at most two years.

My father also said that he had already found a young talent. I said I was tired and went back to my room.

It was also that year. The epiphyllum that you and I planted quietly blooms at night.

The flower buds, which are obviously not big, finally unfolded a little bit, and the fragrance filled the room.

I looked at the epiphyllum in a daze. You once brought me a lot of flowers of various colors, wove them into a garland and put them on for me. Among the remaining flowers, there were a handful of huge buds that fell off, which were extremely white.

I asked, why do you bring back flowers that seem to have withered?

You said: "This is the epiphyllum in the short-lived epiphyllum! It blooms at night, and after about an hour, these flowers wither and must be pulled off from the flowering branches, otherwise the next round of flowers will not have the strength to bloom."

After that, you gently removed the calyx of the epiphyllum, rinsed it repeatedly, cooked a pot of porridge with lotus seeds and white fungus, and added the petals before serving.

The petals of the epiphyllum are smooth and tender, with the fragrance of the plateau.

Later, you and I planted epiphyllum, saying that epiphyllum is easy to feed, but it takes three or four years to bloom, so you have to be patient.

Up to now, I have watched Epiphyllum bloom from trying to bloom to doomed failure, feeling disappointed.

...

When I was eighteen, I burned all my idle books. I put "The Legend of Condor Heroes" on the top, I opened it casually, and saw that it said: Ning Xiu is a pig, he knows how to tease girls every day , whoever likes him is blind, it's better for Yang Guo, he only likes Xiaolongnv.

But I didn't see at that time that Yang Guo was also merciful, Cheng Ying, Lu Wushuang, Gongsun, Guo sisters...

Seeing that Yang Guo missed his life, he just saw the best, and Qian Fan had passed away.

The handwriting was still a little immature, I laughed out loud when I saw it, Xiaocui asked me: "Miss, do you still want this book?"

I hesitated for a moment, and said, "No, burn them all."

I haven't forgotten anything, but some things are inconvenient to recall.

During this period of time, I heard about you. You were with that beautiful woman, and you lost contact with other Yingying and Yanyan. You have a pure heart and few desires, and you actually defend yourself like a jade for one person, which is unexpected but expected.

If I were a man, I would also bow down for her.

In the following period of time, I have been practicing martial arts hard, and my martial arts has improved. You must never have imagined that one day I would have the opportunity to be the protagonist of a novel, and I would meet an expert who taught me the best principles of martial arts.

After enlightenment, I successfully broke through the tenth level of the unity of heaven and man, and became an out-and-out innate master. The medicinal power accumulated in my body for more than ten years was slowly refined, and my internal strength increased by five armors.

You said you would worry about me, but I have grown up and can handle everything by myself.

My father accepted a disciple before and said he liked me. I wanted to reject him, but he stammered and blushed and said to me: "This is the first time I like someone so much, please think about it, senior sister." .”

These words moved me a little.

I said go back and think about it, and walked back with the martial arts experience I sorted out, and I saw you standing at the gate of my yard from a distance.

You have lost a lot of weight, but you are still extraordinary handsome, satisfying all the fantasies of girls about the lover of their dreams.

God is so unfair, you always give all the good things to one person, you just stand there, and all the female disciples passing by are watching you secretly.

I hesitate, but you have already turned your head: "Yaoyao."

"Huh?" I said, "What's wrong?"

"Why are you standing there, come here!"

I just walked over: "What are you doing here?"

"Long time no see, just passing by to see you... Oh, not bad, you are already a great master."

I was stupefied for a while, but I thought in my heart, look what lies you are telling, your mother is going back to the capital, and she has been busy these days, and you have been busy dealing with people from the capital, helping to deal with various forces on the road , Sending off the family... My mother cares more about you than I do. I heard all these things from her.

She complained to me: "Ning'er has worked too hard, and I don't know why she is working so hard, she has to do everything by herself."

You are hard, but I don't want to know.

You look clearer, and your eyes stand out even more.

I watched you distracted, and didn't realize it until you took the book in my hand: "Long time no see."

"You girl has been avoiding me, and I can't see you even if I meet you."

I said "oh", feeling speechless. People and people are really wonderful. From having nothing to say to nothing to say, there is always no trace to be found. It seems that by the time it was discovered, it was already too much water.

It seems that we shouldn't be like this, more than that, but we can only be like this.

The yard I live in has been turned into a garden, with spring water brought in, and some flowers, birds and fishes raised, which adds a lot of vitality. I live here alone. I didn’t intend to let you in, but I thought that you and I would go south soon. There are three thousand miles in the north of Xinjiang, so I will let you in.

But as soon as you came in, you sat on my bed naturally.

I felt my face was hot, and I asked you: "Do you have something to tell me?"

"Yes..." You paused, "Didn't I tell you last time to take you out to play when I was free, and I delayed it when I was busy. Now that I am free, let's go together?"

It's been a long time since last time, and I don't know how you pulled it out of memory.

I gave a vague "hmm" and was trying my best to think of an excuse to refuse, but you had already stood up: "Then it's a deal, I will pick you up in a few days, I have already agreed with the master. Don't If you practice martial arts every day, you will almost become a martial arts idiot."

I couldn't help laughing: "Who is Wu Chi?"

"You, you used to know how to read idle books, who knows that you love martial arts so much now, it's really three days away, you should look at it with admiration."

You are poor, I am finally not so restrained, I glared at you: "You are the ones who urged me to practice martial arts, and now you want me not to work too hard, you are too difficult to serve."

As I was talking, you suddenly took out a nanmu box.

"I didn't come for my birthday, but I said I've prepared the gift. You are small-minded, so don't say I forgot."

"Who's being narrow-minded?" I rolled my eyes, didn't hold back, and smiled, "Thank you."

"We're still talking about that."

I took the gift, but my eyes kept looking at you. There seemed to be a sea hidden in your eyes, and the faint warm sun made your eyebrows and eyes clear and gentle.

"I'll pick you up, don't forget."

"Won't."

"Yaoyao... That junior brother of yours... Forget it, it's nothing."

I didn't understand what you said, and I wanted to ask, but you have gone far away, and I can't see you anymore.

Open the box, and inside are twenty gemstones of various colors the size of pigeon eggs, refracting brilliant colors in the sunlight.

There is another sentence at the bottom: Of course you are not something shocking to the world, you are just the snow that I would like to see with a lavender fire in the cold winter.

Ningxiu presents Jiner

I laughed out loud with a "puchi" and fell silent for a moment.

You remember me and I remember you too.

But how did we become like this?

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