The dawn wind and the waning moon talk about the fleeting years, and the river full of thoughts paints the world.
Su Mo returned to the court again, and King Ying accompanied Princess Ying every day.
Luo Yin still stayed in the side hall of the palace, silent all day long, often standing by the rockery in the palace and looking at the grass and trees blown up by the wind.
In her eyes, the grass and trees are like the man in white, the trees are still but the wind is not stopping...
On this day, a person came to the palace. He was a young man dressed in gorgeous clothes.
As soon as the young man entered the palace, he felt familiar with Su Mo's imperial garden.
Su Mo, who was still in the court, seemed to sense the young man's arrival, and a long-lost smile appeared in his eyes, a kind of sincerity that did not require too much consideration.
As soon as the morning came, Su Mo hurried back to the imperial garden and saw the smiling face...
Dao Hua waved a wine bottle in his hand and smiled at Su Mo: "When I found out you were back, I stole Master's wine collection. How about that? Are we friends enough?"
Su Mo laughed, ran over immediately, grabbed the wine bottle from Dao Hua's hand, opened it and smelled it, "Qingzhu Wine, are you not afraid that your master will fight you to the death?"
Dao Hua shook his head with a sly smile on his face, "Your current cultivation level is higher than that of my master. How can I be afraid of him?"
Su Mo looked at Dao Hua and was stunned for a moment.
"Have you become a god?"
Dao Hua waved his hand proudly, "With my talent, do you want to become a god or do you want to be able to do it?"
Su Mo immediately curled his lips, "Maybe it's because of the inheritance of the Divine Realm..."
Dao Hua's proud face froze for a moment, glanced at Su Mo, and said helplessly: "If you keep talking like that, we won't be able to be friends..."
Su Mo smiled and shook his head, carrying the wine bottle and sitting in the pavilion in the imperial garden.
Su Mo asked the maid to get some appetizers, sat across from Dao Hua, poured out the green bamboo wine that Dao Hua had stolen, and the two drank slowly.
As soon as he took a sip, Dao Hua said instantly: "Don't you have anything to give me?"
Before Dao Hua finished speaking, Su Mo spit out the wine in his mouth...
"No!"
Those two words are firm and sincere.
Dao Hua became anxious instantly, "If you think about it again, do you really have nothing to give me?"
Su Mo shook his head firmly, "No."
The corner of Dao Hua's mouth twitched, and he was instantly discouraged when he saw Su Mo's stingy look.
"I came here to steal Master's wine in vain, and you didn't prepare anything..."
Su Mo rolled his eyes, poured a glass of wine again, and slowly put it into his mouth, as if there was nothing you could do to me.
Dao Hua sighed, took the wine bottle and drank it himself.
The two drank for a while, and Su Mo suddenly remembered something and asked doubtfully: "Where is Cheng An'an?"
Dao Hua took a sip of wine and slowly shook his head, "She is still breaking through to become a god. It is said that she is still in retreat...otherwise she must have come earlier than me."
"Why is this?" Su Mo was stunned.
Dao Hua looked at Su Mo with a strange expression and asked slowly: "You really don't know?"
Su Mo shook his head and asked blankly: "What should I know?"
Dao Hua looked at Su Mo and didn't find anything strange on Su Mo's face. He thought for a while and said.
"Didn't you realize that the witch has feelings for you?"
Su Mo was stunned and remembered that Cheng Anan did treat him differently from others, but he really didn't know Cheng Anan's thoughts.
The witch has too many faces, making it impossible to guess what she is thinking.
Su Mo shook the wine glass in his hand and fell into silence.
Dao Hua looked at Su Mo's expression and smiled bitterly, "It seems that Cheng An'an has the intention to fall into love, and the flowing water is ruthless..."
Su Mo looked up at Dao Hua and said in a deep voice, "Actually, I don't know..."
"...What is love?"
Dao Hua looked at Su Mo in confusion and confusion, wondering why Su Mo suddenly said he didn't know what he was talking about.
In his eyes, love is love, no matter where it comes from...
But Su Mo's look told him that Su Mo really didn't understand what 'love' was.
"Do you know what it is?" Su Mo asked.
Dao Hua thought for a while and said naturally: "Of course it's the love between men and women."
Su Mo nodded and asked: "Then what is the relationship between your master and you?"
Dao Hua was stunned and froze on the spot.
"What is the 'love' between you and me?" Su Mo continued to ask.
Dao Hua said naturally: "Friendship."
"How does love come into being?" Su Mo asked.
"Cherish each other?" Dao Hua responded uncertainly.
"Then how does the love between parents and children come about?" Su Mo continued to ask.
Dao Hua's eyes also showed confusion. The 'love' between parents and children seems to have nothing to do with anything else, it just comes naturally because of a 'biological child'.
"Because of blood connection?" Dao Hua took a deep breath and thought of this word.
Su Mo shook his head, remembering that the relationship between father and son and mother and son between himself and Wang Ying and his wife were not related by blood.
Just because of Xiaotongtong's words of 'brother'.
However, this is still so real and natural...
Dao Hua was stunned by Su Mo's questions. Looking at the confusion in Su Mo's eyes, he was speechless for a long time.
Su Mo shook his head and looked at the world. In his mind were curses and frightened expressions from outside the ninth realm.
"There is also fear, hatred..."
"Everything in this world cannot escape the word 'love', but no one can tell where the word 'love' comes from and what its use is..."
Su Mo lowered his head, his eyes filled with confusion.
He has experienced too many things about the word love in this life...
The relationship between Daji and him as both a teacher and a friend, the relationship between the dean and his master and disciple, the friendship between fellow disciples in the academy, the dean's compassion for all living beings, the benevolence of the emperors towards their people, the relationship between Daxi and Xuan The relationship between women and enemies, the relationship between Huikong and his confidant, the relationship between Ning Baixue and him, the entangled relationship between Fengnu and him, the nostalgia of the three ancestors of the Blood Sect of Han Zong for their descendants Feelings......
There is also the feeling of dependence between Su Mo and the little girl that he still cannot explain clearly...
Every emotion is so complicated yet simple. The more you read, the less you can understand what is contained in that simple word.
In the mortal world, thousands of creatures seem to be trapped in this word, unable to escape or explain.
And all things in the world and the suffering in the world seem to come from this word.
Dao Hua looked at Su Mo blankly and opened his mouth, but in the end he didn't say anything.
The water flowing from the small bridge flows into people's houses, and it is difficult to understand the meaning of their hair covered with white hair.
Confucianism and Taoism are sentimental, but they are eventually trapped by love...
