[Old Nine Gates] This life is leisurely

In the soft morning, the warm sunlight shines into the room, making the dust floating in the air clearly visible. A beam of light hits the two people in the room, harmoniously and beautifully like an ink painting.

These two people are Wen Yu and Xie Jiuye. Since Wen Yu understood what he wanted, he used the opportunity of learning chess to increase his chances of getting along with Xie Jiuye.

Xie Jiuye couldn't help but stare sideways at Wen Yu's progress. Every time he gave a brief explanation, Wen Yu would be able to infer other things from one instance the next day and make a comprehensive understanding.

The truth is, after Wen Yu returned to his room, he would secretly work hard, combined with the introduction book written by Master Jiu, and secretly deduce it repeatedly, in order to deepen his image in Master Jiu's heart.

"In the past few days, you have followed me to learn chess. I have already taught you all the professional terminology and some knowledge required for getting started." Xie Jiuye's eyebrows were full, with indescribable tenderness, "The next thing, You can only deal with people a lot, and conclude by yourself. And..."

As Xie Jiu said, he put a book in his arms on the coffee table, "This book is for you."

The book has a blue cover, which looks like an ancient book with a long history, neither a signature nor a title.

Wen Yu was silent for a moment, feeling a little puzzled in her heart, but she didn't open her mouth, and opened the book under Xie Jiuye's humble and gentle eyes.

It's a chess record, from the shallower to the deeper, and the owner's commentary experience, which is very suitable for her current situation. It was selected after a lot of thought, "The writing is good, and it has the style of the Han and Tang Dynasties." His handwriting was already pretty good, but this person's handwriting was truly "gentle and elegant". Jiuye's handwriting always revealed a bit of sharpness unconsciously in his gentleness, just like himself.

Xie Jiuye was stunned. After a long time, Wen Yu's soft and clear voice sounded in Wen Yu's ear, it was still the familiar and gentle voice, "This chess record is written by a chess friend of mine. It records the games he played in ten years. The doubts, difficulties, and solutions he encountered are marked in detail below. You can read it, and you should avoid detours."

Wen Yu slowly raised her lowered eyelids, staring at the elegant and noble person in front of her, said in a deep and slow voice, "Thank you." But she couldn't tell what kind of emotion it was.

But that was only for a moment. When Master Xie Jiu came back to his senses, there was already a vigorous smile on the corner of Wen Yuyanhong's mouth, the color of a sunflower rising to the sun, and it was extremely high-spirited. "Can Master Jiu recommend something?"

Xie Jiuye's shoulders stiffened, but he didn't speak. He just watched Wen Yu quietly. Just when Wen Yu thought that time was about to freeze at a moment, Jiuye's lips slowly revealed a faint smile. Unhurried, obviously smiling but carelessly, he said hello softly.

Wen Yu frowned lightly, lowered her head, and continued to flip through the chess record in her hand. She always felt that there was another mystery in Master Jiu's words, but she couldn't tell why, so she raised her eyes and looked at him calmly. And calmly said thank you.

After Master Jiu finished what he said just now, Wen Yu keenly felt that the person in front of him was a little different.But after taking a closer look, it was still as bright and windy as before, with the mist scattered and flowers blooming, and the loneliness and indifference between the brows that could not be suppressed.

Master Jiu's flexible and slender fingers hidden under his sleeves moved slightly, his black pupils turned amber in the sunlight, which was extraordinarily radiant, and his warm voice rang in Wen Yu's ears: " You go to the study room, there is a chessboard made for you on the table, right now as your graduation gift."

The black curtains at the back are half-opened. Looking up, the clouds that were originally as soft as feathers have gradually changed from light pink to subtle purple, which is brilliant and magnificent.

The smile on Wen Yu's face gradually faded, but the astonishment floated in his eyes.

Go to the study...?

Wen Yu slowly closed her eyes, concealing the five flavors in her heart, her already plain face looked extraordinarily cold and indifferent at this moment.

The leaving back cast a faint afterimage on the brown floor, as if telling something, but also as if there was nothing.

Wen Yu has never been to Xie Jiuye's study room, but Xie Jiuye's study room is not so much a study room, except for the precious huanghuali desk and empty bookshelves and some other decorations, the rest is really nothing. .

As soon as you enter the door, you will see the chessboard on the table. The clouds made of suet jade exude a lustrous color. It feels cool to the touch, but it is not freezing, and it is just the right temperature.

The chessboard is made of solid wood, and when Wen Yu lifted it, it felt a little heavy.For a long time, Wen Yu held Yunzi's hand and paused almost invisibly, the waves hidden in his eyes trembled, he bit his crimson lips, closed his eyes, and pulled open the drawer of the pear blossom wood desk.

Sure enough, she was right. In the drawer was a white tray and a syringe on it.

Wen Yu thought for a while, suddenly her complexion became miserable, her eyes were drooping, and the expression in her eyes was dark and unclear, even though it was blue sky and daylight, the depths of her eyes were still dark and no color could be seen.

Her eyes were glued to the injection needle until her complexion slowly returned to the cold and serious look she had when she came, and she slowly returned the drawer to its original position.

He picked up the chess box, put it on the chessboard, and picked it up to leave, but at this moment, something fell at Wen Yu's feet with a snap.

These...Wen Yu stared at...these are two letters.

the first letter is

Husband:

Literally

If I had been reduced to a brothel and suffered all kinds of hardships, I would not have the desire to live.But I am afraid of such a longing, because I know that my time is running out, and I can't even spend one more day with you.

I know that my husband has worked so hard to cure my disease, but even though the deer live grass is priceless, it will not help my disease, it will only make me die faster.I don't want to spend less time with you, so I sent the herbs to Buddha for safekeeping.

To be able to have my husband by my side, even if I die today, I will be content.My whole life should not be yours. You should live well and live a long life with a smile.

Girl

"My life shouldn't be yours," Wen Yu muttered to herself, her heart was slightly touched, she didn't know whether it was the owner of the letter or the person who wrote it, tears flowed out involuntarily and dripped on the letter paper.What's wrong with me...it must be too touched.

one more

Dear Lord Buddha:

The medicine taken by the Crescent Hotel can't cure my illness, it can only delay the coming of death.But the side effects of the medicine made me miserable, so I didn't want to take the medicine, and gave all the medicine to the Buddha for safekeeping.During this period, if the second master comes to ask for medicine, don't give it to him.

Girl

These two letters were written by this girl named Ya Tou, who should be Chen Pi's teacher's wife that day, but the handwriting looks like Master Jiu's, so I'm afraid it was copied.However, the statements of the two letters are inconsistent: the one written to Er Yuehong said "the medicine will only make her die faster", while the one written to Zhang Qishan said "the medicine I took cannot cure my illness , can only delay the arrival of death."

Why did Lord Jiu copy these two letters, and what did the girl want to hide, Wen Yu frowned and pondered.

Putting the two letters in his arms, he picked up the chessboard, took a last look at the study, and left.

But before he took two steps, his forearm was already numb. Wen Yu took a deep breath and walked quickly to the living room.

Xie Jiuye was sitting on the sofa, and the butler was slowly pouring warm tea for him. The white water vapor curled up and tangled around Jiuye's glasses, adding a bit of inscrutability to him.

When Wen Yu came in, this was what he saw.She carefully placed the chessboard on the coffee table, took out the two letters and put them on it, peeked at Xie Jiuye out of the corner of her eyes, hesitated to speak: "When I was taking the chessboard, the letter fell out, here it is."

Xie Jiuye was silent for a moment, raised his eyes to look at Wen Yu, and suddenly spoke in a deep and comfortable voice, "You have seen it."

"En," Wen Yu replied in a low voice, "Would you like to tell me about them?"

Xie Jiuye stared fixedly at Wen Yu for a while, frowned, and the expression on his face gradually eased. The originally gentle and melodious voice was hoarse and lazy, and there was a hint of helplessness in it. .

But the encounter between Er Yuehong and the girl heard from Wen Yu's ears that although there were turmoil, most of the time it was calm and warm, but it made people feel sad for no reason.

The smoke from the tea rose slowly, filling the room with smog, and Wen Yu's exquisite face was hidden behind layers of white mist, looming.

The author has something to say: No matter what, from morning to afternoon, I just wrote less than 3000 words.

The girl's letter is from a TV show, and I wrote it down in my notebook word by word.