[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Rumors about a sad relationship

The voice was thin, soft and powerless, like a delicate and soft gossamer, gently blowing into Song Que's ears with the force of the evening wind.

Upon hearing this voice, Song Que was shocked and turned his head in disbelief.Then he saw the pair of eyes that he had seen countless times in meditation.

There is no resentment, anger, pain and sadness in it as he imagined, it is still as quiet and light as a light rain on a spring night, without any mundane dust, and like little fireflies flickering under the moon in the sky, ethereal and dreamy but extremely beautiful .

For a moment, Song Que was speechless.

He didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment, his whole body seemed to be immersed in an indescribable state, and he could no longer maintain that kind of unspeakable, mysterious and unspeakable state of freedom.Now he seems to be more at a loss than he was more than 40 years ago when he ran into Fan Qinghui in a small boat on Moon Night Lake.

"I thought I was already dead." In the silence, the owner of those eyes suddenly laughed.Countless points of light flowed in her eyes, just like the twinkling stars in the moonlit night sky, constantly streaking across the boundless night sky.

How can someone still smile like this after going through something like this?

Song Que couldn't help but have such doubts in his heart.

Ask yourself, even with his current state, he, Song Que, still can't react like this to the person who almost killed him.Maybe when facing Ning Daoqi, he might be able to look down on his own life and death, ignore life and death, and have no complaints even if he loses and dies.But that was based on the willing confrontation between the two sides, instead of innocent being involved in the vendetta of the rivers and lakes like now, and almost losing their lives.

Why she could still smile at him, Song Que really couldn't understand.

Seeing Song Que standing there motionless, the girl struggled to sit up.Of course she can't do it, she has been lying down for more than two months, her body is extremely weak, there is no strength for her to use, and the meridians all over her body do not support her to make such a move.

So, after struggling for a while, the girl fell down again, on the soft and fragrant pillow.

Seeing the scene in front of him, Song Que's heart sank. He walked over quickly and said in a low voice, "You can't sit up yet, just lie down like this."

Seeing Song Que's expression, the girl was silent for a while, and asked softly, "Am I unable to sit up anymore?" Her voice was very calm and gentle as always. Ning and calm attitude.

However, it was such a simple sentence that made Song Que freeze.This may be the most difficult question in his life to answer. How should he tell this cruel truth?It was he who personally ruined this girl's life, ruined all her hopes, and made her never realize her desire to travel around and see the wonders and beautiful scenery.

He, Song Que, is so cruel, and God is so cruel.

Song Que didn't answer, but the girl had already read the answer from his silence. She was silent for a while, then suddenly laughed: "It seems that I won't be able to ride Xiaobai anymore."

"That's good, it's tiring to bother Xiaobai every time."

The news that the girl who had been in a coma for a long time suddenly woke up spread throughout the entire Song family mountain city.Everyone wanted to have a look, but no one dared to go into her room, not even Song Yuzhi and the others dared to do so.Because Song Que was still in that room, as long as he was there, who would dare to step forward and make trouble, even though they all wanted to spread their wings and fly into that room immediately.

Someone had already rushed to Taibai Mountain, wanting to invite Sun Simiao back.It's just that Lingnan is far away from Taibai Mountain, and Sun Simiao has been there for more than half a month. The people sent by the Song family want to catch up with him, and naturally they can't do it in less than ten days and half a month.Even if he catches up with him, it will take ten days and half a month to come back, and it will take at least a month each time.

Since the girl woke up, the atmosphere in the whole mountain city not only did not relax, but became more heavy, all of which originated from Song Que.The girl's calm reaction was far beyond his expectations, and made him even more powerless.If that girl resented him, cursed him, even wanted to kill him and scratch him, he would feel a little relief in his heart, but she didn't say a word.

Since she asked that question that didn't get an answer that day, she never mentioned her injury again, as if the injury that could make countless people die of pain did not appear on her body.If someone gave her medicine, she would drink it; if someone changed her clothes, she would change; if she was taken out to bask in the sun, she would bask in the sun.Gentle and peaceful, silent and obedient, never doing anything to embarrass others, just like the most considerate and cooperative patient in the world.

The more she behaved like that, the heavier the sense of guilt in Song Que's heart, and that feeling was even dozens of times stronger than when he killed someone for the first time.He never knew that guilt can really make a person extremely uncomfortable, and it is so tortured that he can no longer maintain any state.

Ever since the girl woke up, he often saw the scene where he slashed at the girl with a knife in his meditation, and the blood was dripping and shocking.Again and again, over and over again, over and over again, reminding him tirelessly that Song Que was the one who ruined that girl's life with his own hands. He is a sinner with an unforgivable crime.

Of course Song Yuzhi and the others noticed Song Que's abnormal reaction, they both understood and didn't understand Song Que's reaction.After anyone makes such a mistake, it is natural to feel guilt and remorse in his heart. This is human nature, and Song Que is of course not exempt.But who is Song Que?It is a heavenly knife with outstanding mental fortitude, tenacity, extraordinary realm, and few people in the world can match. He would actually be brooding about such a thing and couldn't let it go.It was hard for anyone to believe it, which made Song Yuzhi and others puzzled.

So, taking advantage of Song Que's opportunity to go to the Grinding Hall for meditation, Song Yuzhi quietly went to the girl's room.

When she went in, the girl was leaning against the bed and reading a book.Hearing someone walk in, she raised her head and looked at Song Yuzhi.

It is peaceful and quiet, uncontested with the world, and uncontaminated by the world.

This was Song Yuzhi's first impression of that girl. She had never felt that kind of tranquility and peace from anyone. The soundless feeling of things instantly calmed Song Yuzhi's restless mind.

For a moment, she even forgot her purpose of coming in, and just indulged in those transparent, flawless, peaceful and gentle eyes.

"Are you Song Que's daughter?" A voice lighter than a durian flower falling to the ground rang in Song Yuzhi's ear, blowing into her heart bit by bit.

Song Yuzhi nodded involuntarily.

"I guess so, because you are very similar to him." Seeing Song Yuzhi's answer, the girl laughed.That smile is like misty wind slowly blowing fine snow, incomparably dreamy and incomparably beautiful.

Suddenly, Song Yuzhi understood Song Que's mood, his regret, guilt and helplessness.She sighed deeply, and said in her gentlest voice, "I'm sorry to bother you, you should have a good rest."

After finishing speaking, Song Yuzhi hurriedly left the girl's room.

Song Yuzhi left the other courtyard with a sigh like that. As soon as she walked out of the courtyard, she saw Song Que with an expressionless face.Seeing Song Que, Song Yuzhi froze for a moment, and couldn't help feeling infinite sympathy and regret in his heart.She bowed to her father and left the courtyard quietly.

Song Que walked slowly towards the courtyard, and the continuous raindrops slowly fell on his body.He looked up and saw countless raindrops falling down.

Spring rain is the most lingering.

Song Que walked into the room, the girl was looking out the window, watching the endless rain.After he came in, the girl's eyes turned to him, Song Que looked at her, she also looked at Song Que, the two just stared at each other, silent.

After a while, the girl said softly: "I want to go out to see the rain, can you take me there?"

Hearing this, Song Que's heart sank again, as if something he couldn't see was pressing on his heart again.He walked up silently and held the girl in his arms.

Spring rain is the most gentle.

No matter who it falls on, it will not do any harm to him, but it can moisten things silently and cleanse the mind.

The spring rain that can moisten things silently did not drip on the girl, because Song Que's true energy had already formed an invisible aura, isolating the raindrops from that aura.

The girl stretched out her hand, trying to catch the raindrops falling from the sky, but unfortunately her hand was also within the aura, so naturally she couldn't catch any rain.

The girl sighed softly, turned her head to look at Song Que, and asked softly, "Are the peach blossoms still blooming?"

Song Que nodded.

"Then the peach blossoms that are blooming now are winter peach blossoms or spring peach blossoms?"

"It's spring peach blossoms, it's already spring."

"Do you like spring?"

Song Que nodded again.

"I also like spring, I like summer, I like autumn, and I like winter too."

Hearing this, Song Que remained silent.

"Because there are flowers blooming in spring, thunder in summer, leaves withering in autumn, and snow in winter. Whether it is beautiful or desolate, it is all given by nature. I can't change it, but I can adapt to it and appreciate it."

"I think it is the greatest luck in the world to be able to see the flowers when the flowers bloom, to listen to the rain when it rains, not to be struck by thunder when it thunders, and to enjoy the snow when it snows. When it falls on me, I naturally have no way to avoid it, I can only let it go and face it calmly."

"Time, fate, and luck are not what I can do."

"It's not your fault, don't be unhappy, okay?"

The author has something to say:

"Time, fate, and luck are beyond my control." It comes from "Poyao Fu" written by Lu Mengzheng in the Northern Song Dynasty.