The wind washes away the years, and the years feast on the old people.
The small restaurant in the city was still open, but no one came in.
The aroma of wine in the restaurant seemed to have faded a little.
It will be really clean from now on...
Su Mo stood in front of the attic window, seeming to recall the last old drinker's farewell words, with a blank look on his face.
He said he likes to be clean, but now that he is really clean, why is it so strange.
The bleak autumn wind blew into the restaurant, blowing Su Mo's white hair.
The reincarnation mirror hanging on Su Mo's hair shook...
Su Mo lowered his head silently, slowly sat down at the table by the window, placed the chessboard alone, and began to play chess slowly...
He was still playing chess alone, but it seemed that the way he played chess was different.
The art of independent chess that was so vigorous back then has become a bit sluggish for some reason, like an old man who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.
The streets outside the building seemed to be as lively as ever, and there didn't seem to be much memory of the deceased old tea drinkers.
Children are playing in the streets, and adults are busy doing their own business.
It seems that everyone in the world is very busy.
Only in the restaurant in the busy city, the white clothes seemed to be extremely leisurely.
Drinking tea, playing chess, watching the scenery...
The thin willows by the river are swaying in the wind,
Wobbly for another two years.
Xiao Xuanji still hasn't come back, and he doesn't know if he has found what he was looking for.
The knot in Su Mo's heart seemed to still be unsolvable.
On this day, a man came to the restaurant alone and climbed up to the attic in silence...
Su Mo turned around and saw that the person coming was Liu Nian.
Only this time, Feng Zun was not by his side.
"Why are you here alone?" This was all Su Mo could say after not seeing each other for several years.
Liu Nian smiled bitterly, shook his head, and sat down opposite Su Mo.
Su Mo looked at Liu Nian and sighed softly. A pot of peach blossom wine flew up from downstairs to the attic and landed in Su Mo's hands.
Su Mo raised his hand to pour two glasses of wine and looked at Liu Nian.
Liu Nian raised his hand and grabbed the wine in the glass and drank it down. Then he smiled bitterly and said, "There are some questions for which there are no answers."
Su Mo seemed a little confused and asked, "Did you have a fight?"
Liu Nian shook his head, "No!"
Su Mo sighed, raised his glass and drank slowly. He knew what Liu Nian would say.
Sure enough, after Liu Nian pondered for a moment, he finally spoke, "She wants to give me a princess..."
"I didn't agree!"
Su Mo's hand holding the wine glass paused slightly, then he raised his head and looked out the window, not knowing what he was thinking.
Liu Nian looked at Su Mo's reflection reflected in the wine in a low voice, then raised his head to look at Su Mo, "Do you know how long the life span of the Phoenix Clan is?"
Su Mo knew it in his heart, but still shook his head.
Liu Nian continued: "As long as she doesn't give birth to an heir, she seems to be able to live forever..."
"But once she gives birth to an heir, she will not be able to survive her next nirvana hundreds of years later."
"And I'm just a transformed god. I'm afraid it will be difficult to break through in this life. Transformed gods only have a lifespan of less than a thousand years."
"She said that she wants to grow old with me, and time doesn't mean much to her..."
"But...but..."
Liu Nian's eyes gradually turned red, "How could I let her give up her immortality for me?"
Su Mo opened his mouth, but did not speak after all.
The conversation he had with Feng Nu back then echoed in his mind, and he asked: Why do you, the Phoenix Clan, know that you will not be able to survive Nirvana after giving birth to an heir, but you still want to give birth to an heir?
Feng Nu’s answer is: The word love is hard to understand!
Because the word "love" is difficult to understand, I want to live as long as you...
The word "immortality" that everyone in the world wants to find is a shackle in the eyes of the Phoenix Clan.
The word "love" is the solution to this shackles.
When Su Mo and Feng Nu walked away together, it seemed that they were just transformed gods.
How could he not understand the love between the phoenix girl?
But like Liu Nian, he couldn't let a beautiful woman grow old because of himself.
Su Mo looked at Liu Nian, and the first of the three questions in his mind was, what is love?
It became increasingly difficult to see clearly.
Liu Nian sighed and stared at the wine in the glass, feeling bitter and confused...
The two of them were silent, listening to the voices of people outside the building and looking at the smoke from the kitchen.
Until the two of them drank the wine in the pot, they remained silent.
Su Mo looked out the window, and in his mind, he saw the woman looking at the person in front of him from a very far away place.
Suddenly, he thought of Rouyun who was trapped in reincarnation.
Reincarnation after reincarnation, nirvana again and again.
Is immortality really a gift from heaven?
"Perhaps..." Su Mo finally spoke in silence, "For them, immortality is a yoke, a yoke that traps them forever..."
"And the word love is the solution for them to escape..."
Liu Nian's hands trembled and he looked up at Su Mo.
Su Mo's expression was vicissitudes of life and exhaustion, like a tired old man.
Liu Nian opened his mouth, "Have you...lived for a long time?"
Su Mo looked back at Liu Nian and nodded gently, "I also forgot how long I lived."
He really couldn't remember.
How long has he lived since he was a scholar in Jiangnan and became the sage he is today?
Su Jingyan I, Pei Minan I, Su Changsheng I...
It seems to have been hundreds of years in total...
Not to mention the time in sleep and reincarnation, it was a long river that he didn't know how long it spanned.
"You are indeed an old monster!" Liu Nian said.
Su Mo shook his head and didn't respond.
Liu Nian asked again, "If you, a long-lived person like you, don't care about worldly affairs, what would you most want to do?"
Su Mo pondered for a long time, with an indescribable look on his face: "Be a mortal for the rest of your life, get married and have children, live, grow old, sick and die. It's ordinary."
"One hundred years is enough..."
This is the easiest thing for people in the world to obtain, but for Su Mo, it is an unreachable and distant dream.
In that dream, it was a mortal on the bank of the Jiangnan River!
Liu Nian lowered his head, his eyes slightly red, as if he was deep in thought.
After an unknown amount of time, Liu Nian suddenly stood up and saluted Su Mo slightly.
"I understand, thank you!"
With that said, Liu Nian stood up and walked towards the outside of the building.
When he reached the stairs, Liu Nianyou suddenly turned around and looked at Su Mo, who was in white clothes. "There is still no news about the person you are looking for..."
Su Mo looked out the window and shook his head, "There's no rush."
Liu Nian nodded, as if he remembered something, a gloomy look flashed across his brow.
"By the way, I have something to tell you."
Su Mo looked at Liu Nian doubtfully. Liu Nian looked at Su Mo, turned to look at the sky outside the window, and seemed to murmur, "My power of national destiny has discovered that the world seems to be different recently..."
"Our heaven seems to be undergoing unknown changes..."
After saying that, Liu Nian turned around and left.
