The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

Since meeting him again, he couldn't escape the cross-examination, so Bai Yi sat opposite him.

Although Ye Baiyi left him behind, he didn't know where to start asking for a while. He stared at Bai Yi's eyebrows and described his current appearance. After a long time, he sighed and said, "How are you doing all these years?" ?”

"Isn't it good and bad?" Bai Yi said coldly, avoiding his gaze a little bit.

Ye Baiyi naturally saw his resistance, took a deep breath, hesitated to say: "You and that apprentice Qin Huaizhang..."

"Didn't you see it? I did it voluntarily, and I didn't intend to tell him." Bai Yi just twitched the corners of his mouth, as if he said an insignificant thing in his understatement.

Ye Baiyi was a little at a loss for such a soft and stubborn man, but more he hated iron and steel. He barely suppressed his fiery temper, took a deep breath and said, "Extend your hand and show me."

Anyway, you can't refuse, can you?

Bai Yi rolled up his narrow sleeves, and stretched out his hand to Ye Baiyi's eyes.

Ye Baiyi cut his pulse, frowning so much that he could pinch a fly to death, and finally raised his hand angrily to slap his palm, and was suddenly beaten, Baiyi subconsciously withdrew his hand.

"You have been suffering from old wounds for many years, yet you still dare to commit suicide like this. Don't tell me that that apprentice Qin Huaizhang is not dead yet, you should be dead first!"Ye Baiyi was so angry that he didn't know how to scold him.

Bai Yi was well aware of his physical condition, and said indifferently, "It doesn't matter whether I live or die, and you don't need to worry about me. It's just Zishu's injury. Is there any other way for Uncle Ye?"

"It's worth it to lose your life for that brat!" Ye Baiyi got up abruptly, leaning on the table and shouted loudly, wishing he could knock open the kid's head to see how much paste was stuffed inside him!

Bai Yi was not afraid of his sudden tantrum, looked up into his eyes, and said fearlessly: "It wasn't you who transferred me to someone else back then, regardless of my willingness, you took advantage of my spiritual consciousness to retreat, and tricked Qin Huaizhang into making a deal with me. Is it a servant? In that case, I have devoted myself to the Four Seasons Villa and died for the owner. It should be my duty. Besides, I owe Qin Huaizhang a lot, and I am ashamed of Zishu for many years. .”

Ye Baiyi's hands supporting the table trembled, his anger was vented like a punctured ball, he fell back to his seat dejectedly, rubbed his face before muttering: "Back then you and that The little bastard fell out, although I don't know the reason, but I can't just watch your brothers fight against the wall, Changming Mountain is lonely and cold, I am close friends with Qin Huaizhang and his master, that kid is a bit stupid but he is rarely a good one, so I want to kill you Sending you back to the human world to soak up the smoke and fire can change your stubborn and stubborn temper, I am..."

But Bai Yi was not in the mood to listen to him explain any further, he let out a long breath, and said with a sneer, "Uncle Ye, thanks to you, I am no longer the child who competed with Rong Xuan under your seat in Changming Mountain. I don't blame you, and I have no right to blame you. After all these years, I have let go. If you went down this time because of Rong Xuan, I don't know much about it, but I will avenge him. I killed all the people who surrounded him, and I also placed his body properly, and buried it next to Rong's father's tomb in Bailu Town. I don't owe him anything. If it was for other things, it has nothing to do with me. You don't need to worry about life and death."

It would be a lie to say that there is no resentment, and it would be a lie to say that he has given up. The matter of being abandoned back then was always a thorn in Bai Yi's heart, a scar, which made him brood on him. In the final analysis, he was not worthy to be compared with his personal disciple.

Bai Yi thought that the years could dilute all this, but Ye Baiyi's sudden appearance broke his pretended calm and relief.

Baiyi got up and was about to leave. He was afraid that if he stayed any longer, he would say something irreparable to Ye Baiyi.

Looking at the back of the departing tall man, Ye Baiyi was in a daze. The willful and stubborn child back then had grown up, but he was no longer the willful and stubborn child under his knees. Did he really do something wrong?

"You... Are you really going to live and die with that apprentice Qin Huaizhang?" He still couldn't hold back, and asked what he was most worried about.

Bai Yi paused as he stepped forward, without looking back, he just said coldly as before: "If you have other ways to let Zi Shu live well, then I will accompany him to live for another 50 years. No, then we should live and die together."

"Can't you break the life-and-death contract with him?" Ye Baiyi clenched his fists.

"No, that's what I owe him and the Four Seasons Villa. I've been living in hiding for decades, and I'm tired. Even if it's only two or three years, I can come to the world frankly like a real person. It's worth it." After speaking, he walked away, leaving only Ye Baiyi with a back that was getting farther and farther away.

Too many things happened on this rainy night, not only Ye Baiyi, who was left behind, was stunned and shocked, but also Wen Kexing, who was watching the tall and tall figure leaning on the railing and was hesitant to step forward.

"How much longer do you have?" After a long time, Wen Kexing cautiously took two steps forward and asked softly.

"Two or three years, there will always be." Shouldn't be hopeful, shouldn't it?Zhou Zishu has faced his life and death calmly.

"Axu..."

Zhou Zishu knew what he wanted to say, but he wanted to persuade him to listen to Ye Baiyi's arrangement and live for two more years, so he took the lead and said, "Old Wen, other people can say such stupid things, but you can't."

Wen Kexing lowered his eyes, hesitated and didn't know what to say, he...he really couldn't accept his Xu...with less than three years of life.

"Zhou Zishu!" Whether you can survive, two more years is fine, Wen Kexing's eyes are red, and his voice is trembling.

"If this body of martial arts is abolished, am I still me? If not, why should I live?" This body of martial arts is what he has relied on for more than ten years, and it is the last thought to prove that Zhou Zishu is Zhou Zishu, not a useless person. think.

Wen Kexing couldn't understand his preference to live only three years.He also doesn't want to give up his persistence in martial arts. In his opinion, life is more important than anything else. Only by living can there be hope, right?

"But you have to survive first. If you survive, the world is so big, I will always have a way to restore your martial arts!" He excitedly embraced Zhou Zishu's shoulders, he wanted him to survive!

Zhou Zishu smiled calmly.

"I would rather live 10 days recklessly than live 10 years against my heart." His pride does not allow him to become a useless person just to survive.

"Fortunately, there is still enough time for us to taste the world's fine wines for a few rounds! Let's go!" Zhou Zishu didn't want to dwell on these unsolvable problems anymore, he wanted to take Wen Kexing to drink together, go Do what he wanted to do, but was thrown away by Wen Kexing.

"I understand! Of course I understand better than anyone else, I just think it's a little funny..." Wen Kexing's sudden powerlessness and sadness overwhelmed him a little bit, he couldn't change Zhou Zishu's thoughts, just like he couldn't change himself Same fate, powerless...

"When I was young, I often didn't practice martial arts because I was too playful, and I was angry with my parents. My parents always said that young people don't work hard, and the elders are sad. When I grow up, I want to practice martial arts again. I want to pick out bird eggs and play marbles again, but it’s too late, so my life, going back and forth, is still out of date..." Wen Kexing's eyes were red, his voice was trembling, and he was depressed, and his heart was depressed. If he died, he would be more hopeless and helpless than Zhou Zishu, who was dying.

"When you want to play, you can't play. When you want to practice, there is no one to teach you. What you want can't be afforded. Those who want to keep...it's too late."

"Fortunately...fortunately..." I don't particularly like you yet.

Maybe their acquaintance was an inopportune moment. Zhou Zishu's journey as Wen Ke was the way back in his life, and he traveled with him, poetry and wine, and wanted to draw a successful conclusion to his life without leaving any regrets. Leaving in style.

But for Wen Kexing, Zhou Zishu is the beginning of the real journey of life, struggling in the dark, wandering life and death for many years, only to see a little light, but that light tells him that he is going to dissipate, and he can't be with him for a long time .

What is more desperate than despair is... He clearly saw the dawn, and it was almost dawn, but he was leaving...

Zhou Zishu couldn't hear his self-pitying words, and shouted emotionally: "Wen Kexing, are you finished?! I'm going to die! I'm going to die all my life! I've done nothing all my life, and my life has become a joke! What do you do? Who is this miserable appearance for?"

"I've tried my best to redeem this free body. If even you are trying to persuade me to live two years longer, then I've known you for nothing!!!"

He thought that Wen Kexing could understand him, but what he thought was just what he thought.

Wen Kexing didn't even dare to look at the back of Zhou Zishu leaving angrily, in fact, he was the one who made a joke.

He let the pouring rain fall on him, but he just immersed himself in his own world in a daze, playing the Que flute when he met him, and the water marks dripped down his chin. Tears are still rain from the sky, even Gu Xiang came to look for him crying, but he was indifferent.

"Master, master! What's the matter with you!" Gu Xiang has never seen her master look so sad. He was so anxious that he was as helpless as an ant on a hot pot. He could only hold an umbrella to block the pouring water for him. rainstorm.

"The wind and rain are like darkness, and the rooster crows endlessly. Seeing a gentleman, Yunhu is not happy..."

Gu Xiang was out of breath from crying, and said vaguely: "Master, what's the matter with you, Aunt Luo's other courtyard was raided by the Five Lakes League, and many sisters died. Got caught, wake up and tell me what to do? Master!"

Wen Kexing turned a deaf ear to her, and glanced at her blankly, with a blank gaze that made even Gu Xiang afraid.

"Why are you crying? I didn't cry, why are you crying? You cry for me!" He actually laughed, a miserable smile.

Gu Xiang was really anxious, crying loudly: "Master! Did you hear what I said? Master!!!"

Wen Kexing remained indifferent, he just propped himself up and stood up, letting the bitter wind and rain hit him, and his face hit his heart.

"Ah Xiang, he's about to die...he won't live long...I see that the tricks are exhausted, the revenge will be avenged, and the sky is about to dawn, but he is going to die. If I knew this...what am I going to do with him?! "

"Who? Who is going to die?..." Gu Xiang looked at his sad expression and murmured, "Zhou Xu?"

"Cool rain knows the autumn, Qingwu dies of old age, a night of bitter cold bullies the thin quilt, the world is wasted, life and death are rich, and we meet each other late... Sigh! Nai! Why!" Wen Kexing broke his beloved jade flute , leaving Gu Xiang's anxious cries behind, not wanting to stay here sadly for a moment, stepped on the fence, and left in embarrassment.

The author has something to say:

When writing this paragraph, I really refer to my emotions and states when my father and I were in a tantrum.It's just that his mouth is stubborn, but he is worried that if he says something irreparable, it will make him sad.

The knife on this rainy night hurt me deeply. The conflict between the two of them is not that their lives are coming soon, but that I regard you as the return of life, but you are the beginning of my life. Very high class knife.Just such a comparison, such small conflicts, small conflicts, and small accidents are all vulgar.

(Today happens to be the whole month of my writing. Thanks to my friends who have been with me this month. Thank you for liking my writing! I love you all!)