The young man let go of his hand, but his eyes were still fixed on the scar on Gu Nan's hand, thinking about something, and he said for a while.
"If you hadn't blocked that sword back then, you wouldn't have left this scar."
Gu Nan was silent for a while, without looking at him again, put his hands back on the piano, tuned the strings, and then said.
"I just don't want to talk to you about what happened back then."
"Because of what?" There was some doubt in the young man's calm eyes, and he tilted his head slightly.
"Is it because of Qin, or because of your teacher..."
"sand."
The voice has not yet fallen.
Gu Nan had already grabbed the young man's collar with one hand, and pulled him in front of her. The hands were clenched so hard that the knuckles were white and the collar was wrinkled together.
With a low voice, Gu Nan said word by word.
"Don't you think that I really don't want to kill you with a sword."
She tried her best to calm herself down, but she lost her composure.
Anyway, he was the one who knelt down and died that year.
He was the one who destroyed Qin State that year.
He was also the one who took away her countless precious people that year.
The young man looked at the hand that was pulling him, and then at Gu Nan. This was probably the first time he had seen her lose her composure.
However, he had no idea what it was for.
He just looked at Gu Nan quietly, seemed to be apologetic, and said softly.
"I don't understand."
He doesn't understand, he should understand everything in this world, but he seems to only understand the rules of this world.
Gu Nan's eyes gradually lost their focus, and his hands slowly loosened the collar of the young man.
He didn't understand, then who could she blame for her hundreds of years of loneliness
People say that as time goes by, things that should be overlooked will be overlooked, and things that should be underestimated will be underestimated, but these are all deceiving people.
There are always some things that cannot be ignored, even for hundreds of years.
After a long time, Gu Nan looked away, looked at the stream on the side, and said as if he had regained his calm.
"I will continue to teach you the piano."
The bamboo hat covered her eyes, so that no one else could see her slightly red eyes.
The young man on the side was still thinking about something he didn't understand.
It suddenly occurred to him that maybe he should be thankful that he didn't understand such things.
However, when he looked at Gu Nan, he realized that he seemed to have understood something.
Because he saw some redness in the corner of her eyes, he wanted to wipe it off for her.
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When Ji Kang returned to the academy, he seemed to be thinking about something all the way. From the eyes of others, he seemed to be wandering away while walking. The classmates in the academy met him and greeted him, but he seemed to have never heard of it.
Some things always have to be figured out by yourself.
In Ji Kang's mind, he was still recalling the sound of the zither by the stream, what he said to the young man he saw in the mountain, and the moment of clarity when he touched his forehead with his finger.
He went straight back to the dormitory in the academy, where all boarding students would live.
When I walked into my room, my friends in the same room were all in class and hadn't come back yet. He stood alone in the room for a while, then turned and closed the door.
When all his roommates came back, they only saw Ji Kang lying on the bed and sleeping soundly. They didn't care too much, after all, Ji Kang's daily actions were unpredictable.
They simply washed up and then went to rest.
In the dead of night, there are insects chirping in the night. Different people can hear different meanings. Some people find it disturbing and wish they could wave away the sound. Some people feel quite poetic, and may even want to compose a few lines. Some people are sad, some people are secretly happy, although it is just the same thing, different people will always see different things.
Ji Kang turned over on the bed, hissed lightly, and quietly opened his eyes, looking at the beam above his head. He sat up, got out of bed and walked to a long piano in the room, hesitated for a while, and picked it up.
Pushing open the door, she took a coat from the door and put it on her body, and walked outside.
The starry night was clear this night, and there were no clouds in the sky, so that the stars and the moon hanging high in the sky could be seen at a glance.
With the wind blowing his sleeves, Ji Kang carried his Changqin all the way to an open space downstairs in the academy dormitory. On both sides were low-rise weeds, and a lone stone fell between the weeds.
He sat cross-legged on the boulder, put the long piano on his knees, stroked the strings with both hands but did not play.
With the sound of insects chirping, he sat on the fallen lone rock all night.
On the second day, when some students got up to wash up and prepare to go to morning class, they suddenly heard the sound of the piano.
The zither sounded powerfully, like a flying bird that broke free from the encirclement. It's like the broken rock, revealing the gold and jade inside.
The sound of the zither drove away the drowsiness of those students who hadn't woken up early, and each of them poked their heads out of the dormitory to find out where the sound of the zither came from.
So they saw Ji Kang sitting on the weeds and solitary rock, with a happy smile on his face, playing the piano to a high place against the morning light.
More and more people came out and looked at that person. When the sound of the piano stopped, the dormitory building was already full of people.
Even the academy master who lived near the dormitory was attracted by the commotion, but stopped when he heard the sound of the piano.
Ji Kang picked up the Changqin lying on his lap and stood up. He already had his own answer on whether to go to official career or return.
Turning around, he folded his arms, bowed down to the people behind him, and said loudly: "Everyone, Ji Kang is going."
After all, carry the piano on your back and walk far on the road.
The road he was going to was not an official route, nor was it in the academy, maybe it was just a small path, but he felt that he should go.
Everyone has their own ambitions, and it is best to live this life in their own way.
Ji Kang's friends all laughed, saying that Ji Kang would make such a big noise even when he was leaving.
But in their laughter, they were genuinely happy for their friends.
They knew Ji Kang and what he looked like, so they definitely had no regrets.
The people in the academy didn't know where Ji Kang went after that, they only knew that after a long time, Ji Kang sent back a book, which contained a piece of music called Guang Ling San.
About three years later, Lingqi was sitting by the hut by the stream, smiling and silently looking at the distant mountains like Daisy. Amidst the singing of birds in the green mountains, she leaned on Gu Nan's shoulder for a long, long time.
It wasn't until he was exhausted that he quietly closed his eyes.
Holding Gu Nan's hand gradually weakened and dropped down.
She finally passed away.
Gu Nan didn't say a word, looking at the mountains and forests in the distance, where there were blooming flowers.
A few days ago, the flowers in the mountain bloomed again, and they went to the mountain together as in previous years, bringing some food and tea.
The road was full of flowers, and Qi'er turned around and said to her with a smile that she has no regrets in this life...