Chapter 67 Beauty is so miserable~~

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After two seconds of silence, Ye Wen finally smiled and spoke.

"I'm afraid it will be hard to get a vote by then."

Ip Man didn't answer any other questions and just talked about the drama.

"If you really come to support me," Gong Ruomei said softly, "You go to the theater and I'll give you tickets."

After thinking for a while, Ye Wen spoke.

"Actually, life is like a play." Ye asked. "In the past few years, Mr. Gong has been performing in theater, martial arts and singing, but his singing skills are precise and full of skill."

"It's a pity - I just had to turn around."

Ye Wen was talking about how she had resolutely chosen to follow Taoism and wanted to deal with Ma San and clean up the family.

That decisiveness back then.

From now on, she only has things to do behind her back, and has no future ahead.

When Ip Man learned the news, it was hard to tell what he was thinking.

pity? admiration?

be opposed to? Agree?

Maybe both.

But that night, I stood alone in the yard for a long time.

Are you lamenting the unfairness of the world, or regretting that fate has played a trick on people!

Only I knew it at the time.

When Gong Ruomei heard what Ye Wen said, her expression suddenly turned cold: "I didn't expect you to treat me as a show!!"

"No matter if people applaud my play or not, it can only go on like this."

Gong Ruomei meant that if she made her choice, she would die without regrets!

No need to care about what others think or say.

You must walk the path you choose, even if you are kneeling! !

Ye Wen could hear her determination, she was still as tough and aloof as before.

Just like the name her father Gong Baosen gave her, a red plum is not afraid of wind, snow or severe cold!

Gong Ruomei changed the subject and said, "Mr. Ye, I invite you to come out tonight because I want to get rid of what needs to be done and say what needs to be said."

Ye Wen's eyes moved and he asked: "Mr. Gong is going out?!"

"There is an old saying in the north, a man never abandons the road, and a tiger never abandons the mountain." Gong Ruomei said with a melancholy tone, "In these years, we have all been in a foreign land. I am really tired and want to go back to my hometown."

"Before I leave, I have something to return to you."

Gong Ruomei took out an object from her pocket.

"Click" and put it on the tea table.

He slowly pushed it in front of Ye Wen, took his hand away, and revealed a button.

Ye Wen recognized the black coat button that he had left at her hospital last year.

A button represents a story.

It also represents the weak bond between the two.

Seeing Gong Ruomei returning the button, Ye Wen's eyes darkened.

He pursed his lips as if he wanted to say something, but found that he had nothing to say.

"Sixty-four moves, I have forgotten it." Gong Ruomei looked at Ye Wen and said.

"It's my luck that I met you at the best time, but it's a pity that I don't have time."

"Think about it, saying you have no regrets in life is just a matter of anger."

"Oh, life would be so boring if there were no regrets!!"

When Gong Ruomei said the last word, she let out a chuckle.

There is calmness and self-deprecation.

Ye Wen never interrupted Gong Ruomei.

He felt that it would be good for him to quietly be a listener at this moment.

Any other words would seem pale.

Gong Ruomei took a breath, as if she had made some determination, and stared at Ye Wen.

"Mr. Ye, to be honest, I have had you in my heart."

Ye Wen's heart trembled, his eyes lowered, and for a moment he didn't dare to look at him.

Her eyelids drooped slightly, avoiding Gong Ruomei's gaze.

Gong Ruomei noticed Yi Yin's micro-movements.

However, this time, Gong Ruomei's eyes were as flat as a mirror.

"It's no big deal if I tell you this."

"It's not illegal to like someone, but I can only do it until I like it."

"I haven't said these words to anyone. When I met you tonight, I didn't know why, but I said them all."

"Let the grudges between you and me stay there like a chess game!"

Gong Ruomei said solemnly: "Please take care of yourself!"

Ye Wen looked at the leaf scroll in the tea cup, swirling up and down.

I thought of some past events again.

The ups and downs of life are just like this tea leaf! !

Ye Wen was quiet for a while and said: "Life is like a chess move with no regrets. There is no grudge between you and me, some..."

He was preparing the right words.

"...It's just a fate."

After finishing speaking, Ye Wen said to Gong Ruomei with a sense of comfort: "Your father once said that if you never forget it, there will be an echo. If there is a light, there will be people."

"I hope one day I can see "The Sixty-Four Hands of the Gong Family" again."

For some reason, Gong Ruomei couldn't help herself when she heard this, and tears fell silently from her eyes.

Sometimes tears don't mean sadness.

This line of clear tears seemed to take away some of the dust that had been weighing on my heart in the past.

It made Gong Ruomei feel a little relieved, a little relaxed, and a little at ease.



The street lamps are like shining pearls in the darkness, and the little yellow halo of light sets off a quiet and peaceful night.

The lights meandered away, seemingly endlessly.

At this time, all the shops on the street were closed, and there were only a few yellow dogs running around whimpering on the road.

Under the dim light, Ye Wen and Gong Ruomei walked side by side.

The two of them were not walking very fast.

Just a leisurely walk.

Feeling the coolness of the night, Gong Ruomei tightened her tight clothes.

In the past few years, her energy and blood had declined drastically.

When she was young, she could practice boxing in the cold winter months. Now, when the weather gets a little cooler, she has to wrap up in winter clothes.

Gong Ruomei walked in front with her back to Ye Wen.

She said: "My father often said that people who practice martial arts have three stages: seeing themselves, seeing the world, and seeing all living beings."

"I've seen myself, and I've seen the world, but it's a pity that I can't see all sentient beings."

What she said about "seeing myself" was that she used to practice martial arts alone and clearly understood her own abilities;

And "seeing the world" means practicing martial arts with others, exchanging ideas, traveling around, getting to know the world, knowing that there are people outside the world, and there is a sky outside the world;

The last word [seeing all sentient beings] refers to spreading fire and promoting martial arts.

She followed the Tao and abided by her vows. She could not teach her skills or accept disciples, so she said she could not see sentient beings.

As she spoke, Gong Ruomei slowly turned around: "I haven't finished this road yet. I hope you can continue it."

Ye Wen looked at her calmly, then suddenly raised the corner of his mouth and smiled silently.

It goes without saying.

This smile gave me the answer.

This is a tacit understanding between the two.

Under the dim street lights.

The figures of the two people gradually faded away, turning into blurry dots.



Soon after, Gong Ruomei died of illness.

Not many people came under Gong Ruomei's coffin.

After all, she doesn't have many friends on Hong Kong Island.

Ip Man has gone, Yixiantian has gone, and Hong Kang has also gone.

Finally, the old butler Fu Xing handed Ye Wen a gilt wooden box, said a few words, and took the coffin northward.

Once you leave, you will probably never come back again.

"Beauties have a bad fate..."

There seemed to be a sigh in the whining wind.