The sunlight flickers by outside the window, and the shadows of flowers on the table move forward.
Peng You and Yao Yaner returned to the Hollow Valley to visit Princess Butterfly.
Princess Butterfly's belly was bulging day by day. She was so heartbroken after losing Luo Chen. Her mother also hanged herself to death, so she cried all day long. Fortunately, Yao Yan'er and Peng You were with her, which gave her some comfort.
At this time, the territory of China was unified and the wars in various places subsided. Gongsun Xuanyuan granted him a title and reward, and invited Peng You and Yao Yan'er to Xuanyuan Palace several times, but they were all declined.
Peng You and Yao Yaner stayed in Kongling Valley for a few days.
The two played the piano, painted, played chess and wrote calligraphy. The time was amazing and tender, from morning to night, but neither of them mentioned the grief of losing their relatives, friends and respected teachers.
Late spring.
The afterglow of the setting sun fades away the last blush of the sunset, and the night gradually spreads out like translucent ink and oil paper.
It rained in the middle of the night, pattering, dripping, and outside the window, there was thin water and gray black.
When Peng You fell asleep.
Someone patted his shoulder gently and whispered in his ear: "Friend Peng, come with me for a walk."
Peng You opened his eyes slightly and saw that it was Shao Linglong. Peng You said happily: "Teacher, are you back?"
Shao Linglong didn't answer, but just held Peng You's hand. Peng You could still feel the coldness to his bones, and he entered another scene in an instant.
See here, with colorful fallen flowers, delicious grass, light mist in the distant mountains, and shallow water near the water, it looks like a peach blossom garden.
The forest is full of greenery in the valley, and the moon bends over the waterfront. A soft and bright river flows in front of the two of them, reflecting the moonlight, as if it is placed in a painting.
Peng You saw that this place looked like another space that Shao Linglong had led him and Yao Yan'er into.
Peng You could see the picturesque scenery and the delicate girl, and could hear the gentle breeze, but he couldn't smell the cold fragrance on Shao Linglong's body. He sighed: "Teacher, is this just a dream? Are you still there? "
Shao Linglong smiled slightly and said: "If you can't deeply feel that you are alive, what is the meaning of existence."
Shao Linglong knelt down and gently fiddled with the river water, and the ripples gradually spread.
Peng You looked at Shao Linglong, who was both a teacher and a friend, and sighed in his heart, asking: "Teacher, where can Yan'er and I find you again?"
Shao Linglong smiled and said: "Go to Yanqiu, there is everything you want to know." Peng You heard Shao Linglong's faint words again: "If you want to climb the peak, you must suffer pain; if you want to wear the crown, you must bear its weight."
Peng You cupped his hands and said, "Teacher, if you save the people, Yan'er and I will also save you."
Shao Linglong shook her head and said, "Everything I do has a purpose. Let's wait until you know the truth before making a decision."
After Shao Linglong said that, she stepped lightly into the river. Peng You was about to step forward to pull her up, but he saw Shao Linglong floating on the water and not sinking. She said nothing and just drifted away with the river.
The still water flows deep, and the Sheng plays and sings; the clouds and clear skies are floating in the air, and the joys and sorrows of the present day are present.
Peng You opened his eyes slightly. The rain in Kongling Valley stopped and the dim moonlight fell into the house. Peng You took a deep breath and got up to look for Yao Yan'er.
A gust of night wind blew away the clouds covering the moon. Under the cold moonlight, his handsome face reflected like jade in Yao Yan'er's eyes, and a cool masculine breath rushed into her nose.
Yao Yan'er did not fall asleep, and said softly: "Brother Peng, you are here, why are you still up so late?"
Peng You stretched out his hand to caress Yao Yan'er, feeling sorry for her insomnia and telling Yao Yan'er the scene of her dream.
Yao Yan'er thought for a moment and muttered: "It seems like a dream, but it's not a dream. That may be the belief or clue that the previous teacher left in your memory."
Peng You looked happy and said: "If that's the case, let's go to Yanqiu to explore something."
Yao Yan'er sighed: "I just don't know the truth. Can we bear it? Besides, the teacher has left too many things in our minds that don't belong to us."
Peng You frowned and said, "Yan'er, don't worry, I will take responsibility for myself."
Yao Yan'er nodded slightly.
