How a sick heartthrob can refuse love [Quick Transmigration]

When people are idle, listening to the wind blowing bamboo leaves is Cen Jing, and listening to the rain hitting plantains is Enron.

The slight hostility in the previous few worlds also slowly dissipated, and Pianyou calmed down again.

The raindrops hitting the leaves gently touched Pianyou's heart.He remembered a few words he had seen before, "Listen, that cold rain. Look, that cold rain. Sniff, smell, that cold rain, lick it, that cold rain..."

The cold rain continued to fall, and he felt a little cold floating around his body, but this kind of cold made people feel very good.Very light coolness, like a cup of tea or light wine, does not excite or fascinate people, but only wakes people up slightly, as if a corner of the veil has been lifted from the dream.

The veil should be dyed with a gorgeous and melancholy tone, he thought, maybe it's like dusk and evening in different seasons, or maybe it's like the different colors worn by people coming and going.

Or maybe, like the moonlight that has never changed since ancient times.

"Three minutes of the moon, six minutes of coolness, and the rest of the night is melancholy." Pianyou whispered softly, the voice was too weak, as if there was nothing in the sound of the ticking rain, secretly hiding.

There was nothing better than silence, and he even enjoyed the cool silence.There are no gray shadows of others, and there are not many noisy objects.

Only the natural cold green and free gentleness in nature stretch out boundlessly.The air can be smelled every day, and the little things in the forest can be heard whispering every month.

When one flower falls, others grow again.After the flood, the earth continued to grow.What should be taken away and what should not be taken away is taken away.

Some people sat in the ruins after the flood, watching the twilight fall and rise in the sky.

Pianyou stayed in a secluded place in the mountains for a long time, and the first person he met after leaving the mountain was sitting in the gray ruins.

Pianyou didn't approach, but just sat down from a distance.He watched the starry sky all night, and did not leave until the first ray of light broke through the dark night.

Then he walked a long, long way, to a very, very far place.Along the way, he saw many people and encountered many things, but most of the time he didn't intervene.

Some fell, and some continued to live.Pianyou just keeps walking forward, keeps walking, has no purpose, and doesn't seek an ending.

Hearing the sound of the piano occasionally, seeing the corpse helping to bury it, and only when he saw the sea did he realize that he had stepped out of the world in the novel.

He was supposed to be a cannon fodder, hiding his name in the capital for a lifetime for someone, only to realize that his life had passed away just like this when he was very old.I have never seen a high mountain, and I have never been to a distant place.In my whole life, I only saw one person.He was all in his life, and he was all in his life, and he even forgot to turn around, look back, and take a good look at himself.

In his whole life, he had never hugged himself well.

But what actually happened is completely different from what happened in the novel. From the moment he came out of the mountain, Pianyou jumped out of the established route.

He didn't go north, but went south all the way.

Keep walking, walking, walking, walking, stepping out of the borders of that country, and also stepping out of the complicated and complicated entanglements in the novel.

That's good, he thought, compared to the noisy joy, the cold and quiet seemed more real.

In the slightly desolate Cen Jing, the appearance of Pianyou hugging herself tightly is only serene but not desolate.

Therefore, it is not without desolation.

Just needless to say...