One of Ouyang Shaogong's colleagues, Chang'an

"Where did the elder go?"

"Oh, he's tending King Shadow Grass in the back garden."

Ji Tong slowed down, with mixed feelings in his heart.Of course she knew the meaning of Junyingcao. In the past six months, she could feel that he had never forgotten Xunfang, his wife, in his heart.He has countless admirers in this life, but he said firmly and sadly to his good friend Yin Qianshang that he will never marry anyone.

This was the first time she saw him personally serving Jun Yingcao.Stubborn and stubborn, aloof and cold like him, he will only reveal his weakness when he is on the verge of mental breakdown and can no longer bear the pain of losing his beloved wife.In order to fuse the other half of the soul, a fire was burning in his heart, supporting him to set up such a big situation, driving Baili Tusu, who was carrying his half soul, into the abyss step by step, unable to extricate himself. In the process of planning another big picture, the Penglai Xiandao was engraved on the wrong Jinboshan furnace, and the young men and women who played the piano and the piano were clearly the same as him and himself in those days.Maybe he wants to rebuild Penglai.But the old man has passed away, so what's the point of forcibly pulling up Xiandao, except to plunge the coastal areas into disaster.Recently, I shut myself in the room to study the elixir, and I don't know what terrible effect it has.He has been living in memory, and has begun to go crazy.

After the rain, the azure hem of the clothes flutters with the wind, like orchids in the empty valley, the color of the lonely empty forest, and half a wisp of the cold fragrance remains.His side face is sharp and angular, his eyebrows are thin and hateful, his nose is cut like a peak, his lips are as thin as a string, his words are old and sad, and the bleakness spreads in his heart, crawling with mottled memories.

Her heart hurts.For a moment, she couldn't help calling him husband.But hold back.How does she want him to face, how to accept this truth.Anyway, she doesn't have a few years to live, so why give him a fatal blow, let him get it and then lose it.

"Jitong, come here."

he said suddenly.

She was startled, walked over uncontrollably, and sat down beside him.

"My heart is -- very sad, but I don't know who to tell."

He slowly took off the flawless armor in front of others, revealing the appearance of an ordinary man who lost his beloved wife, and was ecstatic.She suddenly thought of the little boy who needed comfort many years ago.

"Actually - have you ever thought that she has always been by your side and never left you."

She said in a strange way.

He raised his head suddenly, his eyes were almost crazy: "What did you say?"

"---I mean, she has a soul and will always be with you. If she knows that you are so sad for her, she will definitely feel distressed."

"If she really knows, she should show up and come to me!"

His tone became a little harsh, probably because he had been tortured by fate for too long, and he was already out of shape.

"Shao Gong---"

She mourned judo, lightly supported his shoulders, and rubbed the skirt of the clothes with her thumbs.

"You used to call me son."

"I--"

"From now on, this is the name of the place where no one is."

"it is good."

There was a long silence.Ouyang Shaogong cast a spell from his sleeve and took out a guqin, which looked old and smooth, with a beautiful inscription engraved on the right side:

Thousands of string songs, youth is like a dream.

Her eye sockets became moist all of a sudden, she turned her head and swallowed back the tears forcefully.

He played the strings slowly, at the beginning it was just easy, and gradually getting better, the sound of the piano was lingering and sad, and the river was sad.

It was the song he composed for her at the time of parting, "Youth Is Like a Dream".

In the past, she was used to the serenity of the melody of Mt. Mt., and the beauty of the sound of the waves of the galaxy. Later, she also secretly listened to his performance of "Canghai Dragon Song" to Baili Tusu. The passionate Gao Zhi only made her more worried that he would go further and further away. Never look back.

Now that this song is coming out, she can no longer suppress her emotions, and she is in tears.

Could it be that a hero is dead, and a beauty is old.

"Ji Tong--what's wrong with you--"

"sorry--"

She choked up and said, instead of letting him torture himself like this, it would be better to die, and it would be more enjoyable to cut the mess quickly. If he despised her because of this, it would make him feel more relaxed, but she knew that he would not care about his appearance --

"The phoenix is ​​singing, at that high hill, the sycamore is growing, and at the rising sun---Qing Yu--we finally found--the sycamore wood that is suitable for making a pure Yangqin--"

"!!!"

Ouyang Shaogong was shocked, the scissors in his hand trembled, and he cut off the main stem of Junyingcao at once, and a lush green vegetation withered immediately.

"You—you are—"

"I've been looking for you for 900 years-you forgot how long time has passed-you really don't feel it-but no matter how long the lifespan of the Penglai people is, there is still time-I didn't want to tell you this --A person who is getting old and dying, shouldn't disturb your life, but I really can't stand it--"

The scissors in Ouyang Shaogong's hand fell to the ground.He stared at her blankly for a long time, then hugged her aged body gently.

"No matter what you become, as long as you are still by my side, that's enough."