Just in the white mist, I saw two figures. But now when I walked in, I found that there was only a man in a green shirt in the pavilion.
The man's black hair is soft and flowing, and his loose robe is in the wind, accompanied by the sound of the piano in his hands.
I stood outside the pavilion for a moment. Xuan Cang and Violet wanted to be white, and they were already beautiful men with their own characteristics in this world. It's just that the man in front of him has the appearance of Bai Yizhi floating out of the dust, but his eyebrows are more handsome than Bai Yizhi. She looks as beautiful as Violet, but not as feminine as him...
Even though he was used to seeing the handsome guys like Xuan Cang every day, he was still amazed when he saw the man in the bamboo pavilion.
The man stopped the fluctuating strings in his hand and looked up at me slightly.
My face turned red, and I was a little embarrassed before I could speak, so I heard him call out: "You are here!"
The man smiled, and the green shirt and blue shirt flew up and down.
I blinked in a hurry, wondering if what I had just seen was a real person.
"Husband's ambition, what's the problem of haggard in the prime of life, Huafa changed Zhu Yan... It's a good song "Canglang Pavilion". I saw that the son Huafa has not changed, why is it so difficult to sigh?" A woman suddenly heard a sorrowful voice in my ears. sound.
I trembled all over, turned around immediately, and saw a woman in grey cloth walking slowly over.
"Um..." I looked back at the man with a slight embarrassment, and I could see that the smile he just showed was for the woman behind me.
"Although Huafa has not changed, his heart is dead! To me, is there any difference between Huafa Templeshuang?" The man frowned slightly and sighed softly.
The woman raised her eyebrows slightly, and took two more steps forward, seemingly disapproving: "What if a man can bend and stretch, but his momentary aspirations are hard to pay? How many people in this world can do what they want? People who do not necessarily can do everything right. What's more, I am waiting for ordinary people?"
"As the girl said, don't everyone in this world live in pain and sorrow? If so, what is the meaning of living?" The man looked at the girl's eyes lightly.
"The son's words are not entirely true. People's life is naturally painful and joyful. We are sorrowful for tomorrow's livelihood, but we are also happy for the buns in our hands. Although the son is complaining about the unpaid ambitions, but How do you know how many people are envious of the life of the son?" Although the woman is wearing coarse clothes, she is not as twitchy as an ordinary woman when she talks.
Between the gestures, there is a sense of boldness and freedom, even if it is a man.
The man was taken aback by the woman's words, and then he smiled: "Heh! As the girl said... Shouldn't I be happy about it?"
"Happy or sad, it depends on the son's mood!" Seeing the man opened his heart. The woman smiled, turned and walked past the bamboo pavilion, towards the waterfall.
I just saw that the woman was carrying two wooden barrels in her hands.
The woman smashed two buckets of water neatly in the waterfall, untied the bamboo flat on her chest, squatted down and picked up the two buckets of water.
"Girl!" The man immediately called out when the woman was about to walk past the bamboo pavilion.
The woman stopped and looked back at the man suspiciously.
The man cocked his mouth and smiled slightly, and said, "The rough job of carrying water should have come for a man. Why should this be the case for a girl and a daughter?"
The woman was stunned for a moment, and then reacted. He smiled unruly at the man's mouth: "What a man can do, I will not lose if I think about it! Thank you for your care!"
Sijun picked up the water on his shoulders, turned and walked neatly in the direction where he had come.
Looking at the direction she came, I was shocked... When I came to the top, there was still a thick white fog in the forest, and now... it has long since become clear and clean.
Even the leftover weeds on the ground seem to be cleaned very often by people.
"Huh?" I exclaimed, crying strangely in my heart.
Sijun had just walked two steps, and suddenly felt light on his shoulders. She turned her head in astonishment, but saw that the two buckets of water had been transferred from her shoulder to his hand.
"You—" Si Jun looked at the man in astonishment.
"Being a man in the lower body, why do you need to think about it for such vulgar things?" The man looked thin and frail, he could carry the two buckets of water, but he was as relaxed as he was holding two fallen leaves.
"I don't need..." Sijun began to refuse.
As soon as the man turned around, he easily avoided Sijun's hand that wanted to regain the barrel. He picked up his chin in the direction of the bamboo pavilion, and said, "The piano is still in the bamboo pavilion, and there is a girl Lao!"
The man's meaning was obvious, that is, he came to help Sijun pick water, and Sijun helped him hold the piano.
Sijun didn't want to exchange with him, but before he could say the rejection, the man had already picked her water and turned and walked out of the forest.
"Hey!" Sijun thought for a second, and immediately ran into the bamboo pavilion, picked up the guqin, and hurriedly chased the man's footsteps away.
"Eh! Wait for me!" I watched the two of them leave one after another, and then I remembered that I was still standing here!
I didn't know where it was, and I didn't bother to care who the two of them were, so I trot and followed.
The man was holding two buckets of water and kept three steps away from Si Jun.
Sijun seemed to insist on changing it back, yelling while holding the piano, "My son! I thank you for your kindness, and you can return the water to me! I think you are not dressed well, and you don't look like a vulgar girl like me!" If you bend your body, it will be bad!"
The man listened to Sijun's words very interestingly. He smiled while walking and looked back at her and said: "Girl Sijun, don't worry, just go to two buckets of water... It's okay!"
"But..." Sijun silently followed behind him. She found that no matter what she said, he had something to dismiss her.
What is strange is that in the pavilion before, why didn't she hold him so sharp
Seeing that he had no hope of bringing the water back, Sijun no longer struggled, and simply showed the way for the young man. "Go ahead and go to the left, pass two more intersections, and you will be at my house!"
I followed the two of them all the way, all the way down the mountain, and I had walked all the way for a quarter of an hour, but I had not yet reached the girl's house. I was so tired that I was out of breath, but the two people in front seemed to be tireless and didn't even need to stop.
Seeing the brilliance flashing in Si Jun's eyes, it was exactly the same as the brilliance when Ru Shi wanted to prank someone. Looking at it this way, I guessed that Miss Sijun’s house was not really that far away from the waterfall, but that she deliberately played with the boy in Tsing Yi.
But Young Master Tsing Yi didn't care at all, and completely followed Si Jun's direction.
After making a few big circles between the mountain roads, the girl's home was in a small village at the foot of the mountain in the direction where I finally collapsed.
Good health, not tired after walking so far. They have the energy to make noise, but I don't have the energy to watch!