"The teacher's kindness is greater than that of a father's. It is engraved in my heart and bones. I want to repay the kindness, but the heavens are boundless. Now I am such an unworthy person who has failed to live up to the kindness. I hope that the master will not worry about it and take good care of himself. The disciple Bai Ya bows his head, and bows again..."
The second character "首" was carved halfway when it suddenly stopped.
Ye Zhongli's trembling hands stroked the last row of inscriptions that had been sealed for many years and were finally seeing the light of day again, and he couldn't help but burst into tears again.
"Girl, do you know how I felt when I finished the last stroke of the mural in Yong'an Hall that day?"
Xuyu raised her tearful face from Pei Xiaoyuan's arms and looked at her grandfather's back.
"Day after day, the sun shines brightly. When the number reaches its limit, it will end; when the peak is full, it will decline." I only hear grandpa say leisurely.
“That was the painting I had worked the hardest on and was the one I was most proud of. However, at that moment, I had a premonition that this mural I had made for the king might not last forever.”
"I decided to leave Chang'an. I asked Bai Ya if he was willing to go with me. He hesitated for a long time, knelt down to me, and said that he didn't want to leave yet, because Chang'an had a favor that he hadn't repaid. At that time, I knew that he had something in his heart."
"After the rebellion, the sage came to power, and I heard some rumors about him and Princess Yin. I didn't believe them. He certainly made a big mistake and shouldn't have fallen in love with someone else's woman, but I know his character very well. He would know the principle of being kind-hearted and polite, and he would never do such a thing. But three people can make a tiger, so I wanted to find him and see for myself. I have been looking for him for so many years, and today, I finally got the result..."
"Grandpa!"
Xuyu came out of Pei Xiaoyuan's arms, knelt in front of Ye Zhongli, and fell on his knees.
"It's all my fault. If I hadn't accidentally barged in and interrupted you, Grandpa, you might have found him by then..."
For a moment, she burst into tears.
Ye Zhongli smiled and shook his head. He lifted her face and wiped away the tears from her face.
"It has nothing to do with you. When Grandpa arrived, he was gone. Besides, Grandpa didn't find him, but met you. Isn't this Bai Ya's intention? It was he who led Grandpa there, and Grandpa met you. Everything is God's will. Now that the result is finally achieved, Grandpa is relieved."
"Grandpa still wants to sit here, you go and see your mother."
Xuyu kowtowed solemnly towards the bag of bones beside Ye Zhongli, and then she got up from the ground.
What troubled her dreams was the flower forest and the liquid pond under the spring moon, and the beautiful woman's voice, which came to her ears on the wind.
It turns out that A Niang has always been here, by her side.
She took one step deep and one step shallow, stepping on the soft mud covered with fallen flowers and rotten grass, walking towards the place in her dreams.
The spring moon rose above the forest, and the spring water formed a pond. On the bank where trees of different heights intersect, the ancient apricot tree quietly spread out its dense canopy, pure as silk and pink as clouds. The moonlight shone through the gaps, outlining a faint and hazy shadow of flowers on the ground covered with fallen petals.
The sound of footsteps startled a spring pigeon that was enjoying the sweet nectar of apricot buds among the flowers. The pigeon let out a startled cry, hastily loosened its claws, and flew away, kicking the flower branches so hard that they trembled continuously. The lonely and scattered flowers on the branches seemed to be whipped by heavy rain, and they fell off the branches and fell down.