Siheyuan: Crossing the two worlds, if you don't obey, you will be a beast

Instead of those intense emotional fluctuations, there was a kind of dead silence and calm. This calm was so deep that it seemed like an endless desert without any breath of life; it was also like a quiet, deep, bottomless lake that always maintained its tranquility and depth no matter how turbulent the outside world was.

At this moment, a fascinating picture slowly unfolds before your eyes: it is as if a mysterious veil, like a dream, gently covers this tranquility. This veil is as soft and ethereal as smoke and mist, but when you try to get close to uncover it, you will find that it is so thick and solid, like an insurmountable barrier.

This veil covers the depths of his eyes in a strange and subtle way, making it difficult for people to peek into the countless secrets and the twists and turns and touching stories that may be hidden in them. When people's eyes meet his and gaze into those eyes as deep as a pool of water, they will involuntarily feel a strong curiosity and deep doubts in their hearts. They are eager to penetrate the veil that seems fragile but is actually very solid, and explore what the real world hidden under the calm appearance looks like.

But who could have imagined that behind this seemingly calm and peaceful surface, there lurked a resolute heart that was as firm as a rock and could not be shaken! This determination was like a towering, majestic mountain that could not be knocked down by the raging wind and rain. It always stood there firmly, as solid as a rock, motionless, without even the slightest sign of wavering.

He stood there quietly, his eyes cast towards the distant skyline, as if he wanted to see through the fog and glimpse the future. At this moment, his heart was rippled, and countless thoughts surged into his mind like a tide.

He deeply understood that life is like a long and boundless journey full of thorns. On this rugged and winding road, helplessness is like the weeds growing on the roadside, dense and countless; and those unforgettable and heartbreaking regrets are like traps hidden in the dark, which will make people fall into them and unable to extricate themselves if they are not careful.

Sometimes, the god of fate will generously grant people some extremely rare and precious opportunities, which are like the brilliant meteors that flash across the night sky, shining brightly in an instant. However, if we fail to act decisively, open our arms without hesitation, and firmly grasp these fleeting opportunities, then they will disappear from our sight like the mighty and surging river flowing eastward, and there will be no trace of them ever since. Even if people try their best and devote all their efforts and energy to pursue them in the future, they may only sigh in despair and regret in vain.

At this moment, in such a heart-wrenching scene, his originally strong heart suddenly became confused, as if it was caught in a violent storm. The endless reluctance was like thousands of thin and tough silk threads, entangled and intertwined with each other, weaving into an airtight net, tightly binding his soul.

Each thread turned into a flexible little snake, which crawled silently into the softest corner of his heart, and then coiled tightly and refused to leave. These little snakes intertwined and overlapped with each other, forming a powerful force that oppressed him so much that he could hardly breathe.

However, despite being overwhelmed by pain and entanglement, his consciousness remained exceptionally clear. He knew clearly that if he could not muster up unprecedented courage to bravely face the cold, cruel and hopeless reality before him; if he could not resolutely lift his heavy footsteps and stride forward firmly on the foggy and dangerous road ahead, then he would probably not have even the slightest hope in his life to personally open up the bright and beautiful future that belonged to him.

At this critical moment, when the heartbeat was accelerated to the point of suffocation, time seemed to freeze, and everything around them became silent, except for the breathing of Su Meng and Han Chunming. However, in the face of such a tense situation, they did not show even the slightest hesitation.

It was as if there was a mysterious and powerful telepathy between them, allowing their hearts to connect instantly. At this moment, the two of them turned around at the same time, as if they had telepathy, and their movements were so uniform that they seemed to have been rehearsed countless times. All that was left for each other was the cold, icy backs without any warmth.

Then, like two meteors ruthlessly pulled apart by the thread of fate, they rushed in two completely opposite directions. Each step they took was so solid and steady, as if carrying endless determination and strength. Their footsteps echoed in the empty land, and the sound was deafening, as if they were going to trample the land and leave a mark deeply engraved in the long river of time.

From this moment on, they are like two straight lines that are always parallel. No matter how hard they try to extend, they can never find the possibility of intersection. From then on, each of them embarked on their own unique life path. This road may be full of thorns and obstacles; or it may be full of flowers and beautiful scenery. But no matter what kind of scenery is waiting for them ahead, they can only move forward alone and bravely, and can never look back. Because once you choose this road, it means you have lost the opportunity to reincarnate, and you can only go on without hesitation until the end of your life.

Perhaps one day in the unimaginable future, time will fly by silently like an arrow, mercilessly taking away their youth and their fiery passion. On a sunny afternoon with a hint of loneliness, or on a quiet night with a bright moon and a hint of sadness, when they look back inadvertently, they will look back at the past youthful years that they walked through together.

During that period of youth filled with laughter, tears and fierce arguments, I was probably filled with a deep and strong regret that was difficult to describe in words. This regret was like a seed buried deep in my heart, which suddenly broke out of the ground at this moment, grew wildly and occupied my entire heart in an instant.

It may be the reluctance to let go of the passing time, the regret for not cherishing it well, or the endless remembrance of the people and things that have been missed.