The wind at night is always a bit colder than during the day. Similarly, people at night are always more sad.
In the night, a pool of clear water rolled and dyed the stars. So that heaven and earth are the same scene.
Thousands of lights are everywhere. On both sides of the Huaihe River, there are bells, lanterns, and passers-by walking, making it very lively.
There is always excitement in the Jiangnan water town at night. But in a person's heart, even if the surroundings are noisy, it is difficult to enter a pure and moist heart, and cannot bring a person who has fallen into silence back to his heart.
In this human star river, the lake water pushes a small boat.
On this small boat, there are three figures standing. Two men and one woman.
One of the men standing on the boat, with a majestic air and eyes as clear as a spring, was indeed a handsome and elegant man. The other one was slightly older, a gentle middle-aged man.
The woman is dressed in jade, and her clothes are dancing in the wind. Reflected in the water, it seems as if the woman is really dancing like a butterfly.
Two men stood behind the jade-clad woman, silent and with different expressions.
The gentle middle-aged man looked at the young man, hesitating to speak. The young man had a sad face and looked like he was crying.
The young man looked at the woman in jade, his expression was miserable, his face was pale, and two lines of tears fell from the corners of his eyes. How lonely he looked in the cold wind?
He knew that no matter how sad he cried, this woman would never change her mind, let alone turn around.
"Young Master...Miss Youluo...she's gone. She's gone, don't be sad." The middle-aged man thought about it for a long time and came up with this sentence.
"Son, my condolences..."
As he finished speaking, the middle-aged man suddenly heard the wind blowing faster, and there was also the miserable sound of rain.
The rain brought by the pear blossoms is not as good as the rain in front of me.
The young man was crying, crying loudly. Tears rolled down my cheeks.
"I thought that the lonely life was a thing of the past, but I never thought that I would still be reduced to this." The young man remained motionless, just raising his head.
Countless starlights fell on the earth and reflected on the lake, and the intersecting light fell on the young man's face, making the entire face sparkle like the surface of the lake.
"Son..."
When the middle-aged man heard this, his heart trembled.
This seems to be a painting, a picture of frustration. It is a picture of this young man who has lost the most important thing and feels that life is hopeless.
There are many disappointments in this world, but only one kind of frustration can make a person unable to recover and live in confusion from then on.
The middle-aged man saw from the young man's expression and those words. I felt that full of misery, but it was also exaggerated in an instant. It's like they are the same fallen people from the end of the world.
"You don't need to say more... Now that Miss Youluo is gone, although I am still alive, my heart is dead, and there is no point in living anymore. In this case, it is better to go with her."
The rain became heavier and heavier, eventually flowing over the entire face and soaking the top. This rain is really cool.
This late autumn is the first year that Ling Dabao lost the girl Youluo. The first day of the first year, to be precise, was less than a few hours.
The most frustrating thing in life is always inseparable from wine. A drink of wine can relieve a thousand worries. By chance, when the young man came, he took away the wine tied to the rope.
He didn't speak, just picked up the wine bottle and took a sip.
There is wine in the jug. In the cool autumn and cold winter, a glass of wine can dispel the coldness of the body and mind. But at this moment. The young man already felt extremely cold in his heart.
When a person feels that this world is miserable, no matter how much wine he drinks, he cannot drive away the coldness in his heart.
He is Ling Dabao, the most beautiful man in the world. This is my second downhill experience. The purpose is to find the senior brother who has been missing for a long time and has no news.
Ling Dabao climbed mountains and waded in rivers. He tasted loneliness and defeated it. When he walked out of the mountain suburbs, he encountered the biggest problem in his life.
As a man, you cannot escape the biggest problem in the world. That is women. The more beautiful a woman is, the greater the problem is for men. Not to mention a beautiful and fragrant woman.
Ling Dabao met a beautiful and fragrant woman, which was the biggest problem in the world.
He was sure that Miss Youluo really had feelings for him, otherwise he would not have deliberately left Jian Jing behind and left after an hour.
But why...a living person can turn into a scarecrow in the blink of an eye.
Originally, he thought it was really a straw man. But he didn't expect that the girl Youluo the middle-aged man said was actually gone, so that he could express his condolences.
Gone, sorry. Used together, this immediately reminded Ling Dabao of a bad premonition. After seeing the middle-aged man looking equally sad, he became even more frightened.
This middle-aged man is a senior, and even if he faces the current emperor, his heart will not waver at all.
His current sad look makes people feel uneasy. If this is not the case that Miss Youluo has really gone, what is it?
This trip is not to leave, but to go to the west.
Zhou leisurely falls, like the stars in the nine heavens slowly falling, falling into the mortal world. As a result, there were fairies from the Nine Heavens in the world.
But today, the fairy is gone. Returned from earth to heaven.
"Miss Youluo...where are you?" Ling Dabao raised his head and looked at the sky full of stars. They were bright and bright, but in his eyes, there was no color at all. It's all silver and gray.
Ling Dabao couldn't see any color anymore, and of course he couldn't see the brightest star. How can you know if you can't see the brightest star?
The leisurely fall of Xiao back then?
Never seen again, never found again.
"Son, my condolences..." Mr. Yan thought for a while, but still didn't know how to express comfort.
After all, this young man is the best in the world, both in terms of talent and appearance. No matter how you look at it, he and Miss Youluo are a perfect match made in heaven.
However, he was hit mercilessly. The man has affection, but the concubine has no intention. After all, it is difficult to settle down, because in the galaxy, when the brightest star slowly falls and descends to the mortal world, it is destined not to fall for him. But there is someone else.
Mr. Yan was not sad because Miss Youluo went to the West, but he was affected and recalled the romantic events and sad events of the past.
Miss Zhou was in her youth, in her prime, a master of swordsmanship, immune to all evil, and how could she die suddenly without any stubborn illness.
Mr. Yan did not expect that what he said would cause misunderstanding by Ling Dabao.
"Son... don't cry. Miss Zhou is just leaving."
Although Zhou Youluo had no intention of Ling Dabao, Mr. Yan was still ready to help.
After all, if they are brought together, they will be together. Then as the young man said, consider yourself your father.
If you become the father of this painting master, then you can teach him how you want him to, even if the other person is impatient, you have to teach him.
The man has affection, but the concubine has no intention. This is for Zhou Youluo and this young man. But for the other man, the one Zhou Youluo has deep in his heart, he may not be affectionate and intentional, if he is both affectionate and unintentional. Well, there is still a chance.
Mr. Yan knew Zhou Youluo's weaknesses. Starting from this weakness, there is still a chance.
That weakness is Aunt Gongsun.
To Zhou Youluo, Aunt Gongsun, who had nurtured her, was like his biological mother. If Aunt Gongsun really likes this young man, then Zhou Youruo will not refuse him as long as he opens his mouth.
Even if there is another man in her heart, she cannot refuse the master's order. I can only marry this young man. Perhaps as time goes by and they get to know each other better, Zhou Youluo will fall in love with this young man.
"But...I'm just sad."
For a moment, Ling Dabao didn't react at all. Maybe I am too sad and my brain is confused.
When Mr. Yan saw Ling Dabao acquiescing, he just said he was sad. The sadness on his face was instantly wiped away, and he was filled with relief.
"You really have a good son. He recognized me so quickly. It's worth all the hard work I put in. It seems that I have to spend more time on him." Mr. Yan had these thoughts in his mind, and kept staring at this handsome man. An extraordinary man. Seeing how sad he was, he sighed.
How many people are there in this world who are such infatuated men? Even if there are a few people, how many women are lucky enough to meet?
That's when Zhou Youluo met.
After a long time, Ling Dabao was tired of crying. He wiped the sticky substance on his nose with his hands, wiped it hard, and then took a deep breath.
"Miss Youluo...did she go crazy and die suddenly and become like this?"
"Obsessed?" Mr. Yan was stunned when he heard this.
"It turned out to be like this...Miss Youluo is so pitiful." Ling Dabao fell into silence again, his red eyes filled with tears.
Such a beautiful girl is actually obsessed with it. The flesh and blood body that was so alive has turned into such dry grass.
There are many people in this world who are possessed by evil spirits. But it's usually just a sudden death. The most miserable thing is that the blood in the body evaporates instantly and becomes a corpse of hay. But this look is unprecedented.
After all, this is a body bursting open, flesh and blood splitting, drying up into threads, like a blade of grass.
The more Ling Dabao thought about it, the sadder he became. After all, Miss Youluo was more beautiful than a fairy in the sky during her lifetime, but after her death, she turned into a straw man.
"If Ling knew this, would Miss Youluo be very sad?" Ling Dabao murmured to himself. Mr. Yan's words were not heard at all.
"Son, what are you talking about? What obsession?" Mr. Yan asked again when he saw Ling Dabao's soul seemed to fly out of the sky.
"What does Miss Youluo look like now if she doesn't go crazy and die suddenly? No wonder she has reached the realm of harmony between man and nature in the sword at such a young age. I am afraid she has gone astray."
"You are right, Miss Youluo is just gone." Ling Dabao's eyes were blurred, he shook his head and sighed, his eyes falling on the galaxy in the world.
The curtain of the galaxy can be regarded as the closing of this world.
Since Miss Youluo left first, he would naturally follow her.
After all, he is the most beautiful man in the world, and a beautiful man must have the infatuation of a beautiful man. In this way, it becomes even more infatuated. If he survives and is lucky enough to be saved by someone, then his infatuation can spread to the world and be praised and regarded as a virtue.
Unfortunately, there is no luck here. I am very good at water. Even if this is a big lake and there is undercurrent of water under the lake surface, I will not drown. Otherwise, it would not have been able to float in the lake for so long before, and it would have sunk long ago.
Furthermore, Mr. Youyan is standing by. As an old man in the martial arts world, his martial arts can be ranked among the top ten in the martial arts world. Even if he sinks to the bottom of the lake, he can still fish himself out.
What's more, this person is a painting saint. If it comes from the painting saint's mouth, the effect will be even more different and more real.
So no luck. Even though Ling Dabao really thought that Miss Youluo had gone crazy and became like this, he was sad and sad. But it is far from reaching the point of going to die.
After all, it was just a one-time relationship. After all, he was not an ordinary man.
But in Mr. Yan's eyes, this is really shocking.
Only
I saw this handsome and handsome young man walking to the top of the boat with tears in his eyes and blurry eyes, and then he stepped flat on the water. With just a little effort, he would step into the lake.
Then, the whole person will fall into the lake.
"Son... why are you so stupid? Don't be impulsive, you are crazy. What a obsession, Miss Zhou just left. This is just an ordinary straw man, a person woven with straw." Mr. Yan's heart In a hurry, he quickly took a step forward and hugged his son from behind.
For a moment, an old man and a young man started to cry, and they all cried loudly.
"She went crazy and is no longer in this world. Instead, she went to heaven. I want to go up to accompany her. Don't stop me. If there is a chance, let me fulfill my promise in the next life and become your son."
Mr. Yan really cried, thinking that Ling Dabao was so infatuated that he became a demon and became a madman. If this is true, then their painting world will lose a leading figure, and he will not be able to take a deeper step into the painting path.
The dream within the dream was finally seen today. How can you say that if you don't see it, you won't see it. He was not willing to do this, not to meet just once.
That state is beyond human nature. Naturally, I have to immerse myself in it more, experience being there, and understand that step.
And this young man is the most critical step that can be understood.
How could such a genius be crazy? If he could become Zhou Youluo, he would even want to directly give birth to a child for a young man. It's a pity that he can't become a woman, let alone the beautiful Zhou Youluo.
"Son, don't let me live in the afterlife. Don't think too hard. Miss Zhou just left and didn't become possessed. This is just a scarecrow to replace her. I saw this scarecrow on the boat."
"It's unmistakable, it's the one I saw. I guess Miss Zhou is trying to hide the truth and blind your eyes. I was wrong. Maybe she left long ago and prepared the straw man in advance to make a plan. The time is just for me to see. It is very likely that she has already expected it and will inform you of this matter immediately after she leaves."
Having said this, Mr. Yan's old face suddenly turned red. I feel very ashamed. After all, it was very unkind of me to do this, and for a while, the crying stopped.
"Not possessed...just a scarecrow?"
Ling Dabao was stunned. He had clearly said that he was leaving before and asked him to express his condolences. Why do I say now that this is just a straw man?
"No need to comfort me, I know Miss Youluo has passed away. You just don't want me to accompany her." Ling Dabao took a deep breath, shook his head and spoke.
He took a deep breath and breathed a few more times to make people feel that he was tired of crying, his eyes were dry from crying, and he could no longer shed a single tear.
"..." Mr. Yan was startled, took a deep breath, and shook the person in his arms vigorously.
"Wake up and open your eyes. This is just a straw man. It's not Miss Zhou."
"But, you clearly asked me to express my condolences. This means...Miss Zhou must have passed away. Don't stop me, I want to find Miss Zhou." Ling Dabao spoke feebly, then raised his head slightly and glanced at Almost at the same time as he glanced at it, the scarecrow reached out and touched it.
Previously, he only saw the scarecrow and did not look at it carefully.
This glance is really good, judging from the lines, it is indeed a scarecrow. When a person dies, he or she will rot and dry up. But no matter how dry it is, there will still be bones. But there is none on this scarecrow. The feeling coming from the fingertips is indeed that of dead grass.
"This is really a straw man, isn't it a Youluo girl..."
"Yes... Silly, Miss Zhou is not dead, you miss her too much, she just left. I said condolences is just the wrong word... Miss Zhou left here just to find someone."
"Looking for someone?" Ling Dabao took a deep breath again,
He had already retracted his hands and feet, after all, he had learned the truth. If you just say you don't believe it, it's not a problem to remain frozen here.
He wanted to know where Zhou Youluo had gone.
Mr. Yan looked at Ling Dabao quietly and said, "It's really hard to imagine that such an amazing person like you will appear in this world. Even if Miss Zhou says that that person is good, as a father, I will only think that my son is the one." The best here. But... I can’t tell you the truth about this yet.”
In the eyes of parents, their children are the best. This is blind confidence. But this is not the case for Mr. Yan. Although, in his eyes, Ling Dabao is already his son, and in his own eyes, his own child is naturally extremely outstanding.
But he also understands that beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Although he thought his child was excellent, he was not Zhou Youluo after all. Therefore, if Ling Dabao couldn't become a Xi Shi, he would definitely lose to the man Zhou Youluo mentioned.
"Miss Zhou went to find her master." Mr. Yan thought for a while and said half truthfully.
Although Zhou Youluo was not looking for Aunt Gongsun, he was looking for a man. But the man pointed out her sword skills. In a sense, this can be regarded as half a master.
Therefore, Mr. Yan did not deceive his good son.
"Aunt Gongsun? Did you go back to their school?" Ling Dabao broke free from Mr. Yan's hands, turned around and spoke.
Ling Dabao saw Mr. Yan shake his head, nodded again, and said: "Not back to Miaoxiufang, but back to the old capital..."
Mr. Yan thought for a while, and when he said this, he looked a little apprehensive, but after thinking about it, he gritted his teeth and spoke, as if he had made up a lot of determination.
"Miss Zhou has gone to the old capital. If my son wants to go, then why not sacrifice his life to accompany you once for his father."
