Nine Gates fleeting years

Zhang Qishan stood in front of the familiar mansion gate. The big leaf characters on the mansion gate with black background and golden border were a little ostentatious for no reason. He suddenly remembered that when he talked about the handwriting on the mansion plaque that day, he praised him and asked who it was. The master's work, the man suddenly held his shoulders and smiled, tears came out of the corners of his eyes.

"Uncle Zhang, hurry up, father is waiting for you!" Two little hands grabbed his hand, one left and one right, and pulled him forward.Looking at the two little ghosts, one tall and one short, Ye Xuan didn't call him adoptive father yet, and Ye Yan didn't have any barriers in the future, she turned her head and smiled innocently at him, as if...

like what?

Zhang Qishan froze for a moment, feeling a little puzzled by the unreasonable melancholy in his heart.At the moment when he was in a daze, he saw a man standing with his hands behind his back on the edge of the corridor. The man looked up at the ringing wind chimes hanging on the eaves of the blue bricks and black tiles above his head, and three thousand pear blossoms were scattered around him. They are not like ordinary people.

"Daddy, Uncle Zhang is here!" He stood under the corridor and watched the man turn his head, his face was as delicate as he remembered.It was obviously such a delicate and beautiful Zhenghong, but he wore it with a unique charm.He felt that it had been a long time since he had seen this person smiling so happily...

"What is Qi Shan looking at?" The man tilted his head slightly, as if he didn't understand why the other party stood still.

"What are you writing?" Zhang Qishan smiled to hide the inexplicable sadness in his heart, walked to the table and saw the thin but frantic handwriting of the other party, "Why are you so interested that you actually practiced right hand writing?" There is also the unique seal of the Patriarch of the Ye family, which has not been engraved on the scroll.

"The left hand was injured, did Qi Shan forget it?" The other party felt a little funny, "But what happened?"

"I miss you!" Zhang Qishan opened his mouth without thinking, but he was dumbfounded.

"Pfft~" The other party seemed to be well entertained, and looked at his friend from the corner of his eyes, "Stop making trouble, what happened? It's so serious that you actually came to find me in person? I still..." He Seeing the opening and closing of that person's tender lips, he was suddenly in a daze.

It's true that he hasn't visited the door for a long time... Every time he visits the door, he has something to trouble the other party...

Just as he was about to speak, he found himself standing on a high platform, watching the man on the stage singing softly, his voice melodious and fluttering.What he sang was a song he had never heard before, no matter how soft the voice was, it couldn't cover the sadness and despair in the words, and it couldn't stop the desolation and sadness in the corner of his eyes.

There are thousands of reincarnations in the world, and thousands of mountains and people are all dead. He was just a lonely bird in the vast sea of ​​people, but he saw your face.I can't forget the appearance of him writing a book to seek the power of the world, I can't forget the half-sentence poems he sang softly, the look on the corners of his eyes and brows, and the love he nods when he turns his head...

It turns out that the farewell is because of deep attachment, and it turns out that I have tasted all the heartache and sorrow just for the long-awaited return date.

"What day is it today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince..." In a daze, he heard a voice full of endless sorrow, soft and shallow, as if it was a woman whispering love to her lover in a deep boudoir, "Buddha , It is said that life is like a play, but why is it not like a play? If you sing this song too much, you will be stunned! Only at the end did you realize that this world of mountains and rivers is not like that play. Say In the end, I still have to go on alone..."

"But there are too many things in this world that go against our wishes, and there are too many people who are against each other in the world of mortals! After so many years, the Buddha is still the original appearance, and he still keeps the original heart, which is already very good!" , the wolf hair in that hand was flying on the paper, and a few cursive strokes outlined the face in his heart.

"But Buddha, I have made a wish, I hope that in the next life, I will never meet again..."

"I hope that in the next life, don't meet each other..."

When I dreamed back in the middle of the night, I saw the misty cliff at midnight, and saw the dots of fire under the cliff.I saw a stone tablet standing under the tree, and I saw the three words engraved on it that moved me...

In this lonely grave, is it the person buried, or the obsession in his heart?

"Ah Hong... would you like to call me Qishan again?" Please, don't leave me alone, and wither away in the world.

"Ah Hong...do you like me again, please?" Please, don't leave me alone, and experience all kinds of things here alone.

"Ah Hong... I have regretted it, you know it!" I beg you, even if it is difficult to describe the falsehood in the end, it is difficult to explain the melancholy...

"Ah Hong... If there is an afterlife, I will guard you instead!" I beg you, even if the last memory stays in between, fades away with the prosperity...

Let me take another look at the smile on your lips.Let me take another look at your tricks.Let me take another look, you are pointing to Feiyang of Jiangshan... Back then, you also pointed your sword at the world, vowing to fight and protect the mountains and rivers.But after tossing around in the world, I realized that fame and fortune are all nothing more than your smile, which is so exciting.

However, human affairs are not allowed in the end.I once promised that I would never give up in my life, but in the end I couldn't exchange it for mutual respect. I only left a wish that I never met you.Now that I have lost my bargaining chip and lost my concern, will I be able to meet you again after a year, the you who have also grown taller?

"It's really... tit for tat!" A strange but familiar sigh came from next to my ear, "Lord Buddha, I have tried my best to let you chase the second master in this life, not to make you lie on the bed You're pretending to be dead here! If you don't wake up again, the second master in this world will end up in a miserable end again!"

"Ah Hong..."

"Well, your Ah Hong!" The man's voice was a little hoarse, "Lord Buddha, if you don't wake up, I can only let the second master take that pill to save his life! You can save your life, but you can remember all the past, that is the Buddha, whether you can stay with the second master is a question!"

"Ah Hong..."

"It's settled like that? How can someone as proud as Erye be able to endure that one day, because of a dose of pills, he would kneel on the ground and lick people's knees and beg for mercy? As for the person who hurt Erye , I am alone and weak, so I let them live like this..."

"Qi Yu, how dare you!" Zhang Qishan's voice was hoarse, and he opened his eyes to look at the old man in the wheelchair.

"Then you should go and see now, what does your Ah Hong look like! Where is the second master who was a little bit arrogant?" The old man's voice was a little lacking in energy and blood, but it was still calm and breezy back then, "Although it is the same Personally, but you have held him too high, and now he has fallen too hard!"

"I thought I could protect him for the rest of my life..." Zhang Qishan closed his eyes and sat up while ignoring the soreness all over his body, looking at the old man in front of him who could vaguely see Qi Tiezui's appearance, "I thought I owed him in the previous life, able to make it up, so I didn't..."

"So you let him grow up in a crueler way!" Qi Tiezui smiled cruelly, "If one day, the second master took that pill and remembered the past, do you think he will hate you even more? Woolen cloth?"

"Because it's him, so I am willing..."

Zhang Qishan buried his face in the palm of his hand, recalling the voice and smile of that person in the dream, tears flowed.

Awakening from a big dream, and tears come into being after waking up

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