Chapter 1726: Awakening from a Dream Under the Bodhi Tree (Part 2)
Li Shiyue!
This name flowing in the memory of time was like an extremely sharp knife, piercing through time and appearing bloody in front of Ye Chen.
"Li Shiyue!" Ye Chen's voice was slightly hoarse, and the figure in fluttering white clothes flashed in his mind, as well as the sound of the piano coming from the depths of his soul.
"Do you know her?" With surprise in her bright eyes, Ye Muwan took a few steps forward, turned around, and stared at Ye Chen intently, as if she wanted to see something from Ye Chen's face.
"I know you, but you don't know me!" Ye Chen nodded first and then shook his head.
"What do you mean by knowing and not knowing? Do you know or not?" Ye Muwan raised her eyebrows slightly and said angrily.
"I seem to know her in a dream!" Ye Chen said blankly, raising his head and looking at the green lotus swaying in the wind, with a look of thought in his eyes.
"In a dream?" Ye Muwan patted her head helplessly: "You are hopeless!"
Some people are gone, but they will leave an indelible mark on your world.
Even after more than ten years, Ye Chen has never forgotten that figure with fluttering skirts.
Perhaps because of this, in the future, Ye Muwan would often mention Li Shiyue's deeds in front of Ye Chen. When he heard that Li Shiyue had won the Five Peaks Competition, Ye Chen inadvertently raised the corners of his mouth, outlining a faint smile.
And Ye Chen gradually became eager to hear the news about Li Shiyue.
It was just a long winter, and Ye Muwan never returned to the Ye family, but stayed in seclusion at the Sword God Sect.
After the long dark night comes the dawn. After the snowy winter, the warm spring breeze quietly comes with the drizzle.
Standing in the drizzle, Ye Chen's sword finger gently slid across the green lotus and bodhi tree, and murmured in a low voice: "Another year!"
Time can carve growth rings on the tree trunks, but it cannot carve any marks of time on Ye Chen's face.
The drizzle could not be seen on the clothes. Ye Chen took a deep breath of the air that smelled of soil. At the same time, he also smelled a very familiar fragrance and smiled: "You are back!"
"Yeah!" Ye Muwan, whom she hadn't seen for several months, looked a little more charming, especially with her slender waist and the weapon on her chest, it was enough to enchant everyone.
As always, as soon as Ye Muwan stepped into the courtyard, she immediately chattered endlessly about what had happened in the past few months.
What makes Ye Chen slightly regretful is that Ye Muwan rarely mentions Li Shiyue now, and even deliberately avoids mentioning Li Shiyue.
While talking, Ye Muwan couldn't help but talk about some scandals in Luoxia City: "Do you know?"
"The Luo family gang was wiped out!"
"Luo Family Gang?" Ye Chen's eyes were blank. He seemed to have heard of this name many years ago.
"Tsk, tsk, I didn't expect that the Lord of Ma Yan City was actually a man with a human face and a beast's heart. No wonder the revenge seeker left all the chickens and dogs in the Ma Mansion to bloodbath!"
"Oh, it's just a pity for that girl from the Mu family!" Ye Muwan said with some sympathy, with hatred for Ma Yan in her eyes.
Girl from the Mu family! Under the bodhi tree, Ye Chen trembled slightly, and the memories of the past came to his mind. The beautiful face with frowning eyebrows and the face of the honest man flashed in his mind, "Mu Ye,
Muchen!"
"Eh! You also know about this? It's not like you. You used to stay at home!" Ye Muwan was a little confused. Then he said angrily: "The Luo family father and son are also bastards. They actually pushed the Mu family girl into the fire pit.
, let Ma Yan be humiliated by that old and disrespectful beast!"
"Karma, these bastards still died under Mu Chen's sword!" Ye Muwan said with emotion.
"Is she dead?" There was a hint of trembling in Ye Chen's tone. The hand holding the wine bottle even shook a little.
"He died a few years ago!" Ye Muwan said with some regret: "I heard that a few years ago, the girl from the Mu family died after being insulted by Ma Yan, an old beast. And Mu Chen, who was seeking revenge today, also died instantly on that day.
Bai Tou, killed hundreds of Luo family members and then disappeared!"
"But today, he came back to seek revenge. If it hadn't been for today's incident, no one would have known about the white head inside!"
"Oh, I am a man who is so infatuated. That Mu Chen should admire Ye very much!" Ye Muwan shook his head. At this moment, he did not notice that Ye Chen seemed to have lost his soul and stood there blankly, his eyes without any focus.
"Don't talk about these sentimental things, let's talk about a happy event!" Ye Muwan pretended to be mysterious and said: "Qianchuan Xue, Senior Sister Qianchuan, you should still remember it!"
Qianchuan Snow! Ye Chen's heart was slightly shaken, and in a trance, he seemed to be recalling the beautiful woman in the sunny afternoon.
"Senior Sister Qianchuan got married a few days ago, to Yue Tian, the young master of the Sword God Sect!"
"Tsk, tsk, these two are a perfect match for each other!" Ye Muwan said excitedly, "But you have never seen it. On their wedding day, the entire mountain road was covered with flowers!"
"She's married!" Ye Chen's tone was filled with inexplicable heartache. The wine bottle in his hand even fell out of his hand and fell to the ground, with the wine spilling all over the floor.
"That's not true. You, Sister Muwan, are still Senior Sister Qianchuan's bridesmaid!" Ye Muwan raised her head proudly.
The midday sun was very gentle and felt warm on his body, but Ye Chen felt as if he was in an abyss. He lowered his body and picked up the wine pot. Ignoring Ye Muchen beside him, he drank the wine in his hand, one pot after another.
At this moment, Ye Chen felt a heartbreaking heartache, as if he had lost his most beloved existence.
Until the end, Ye Chen didn't know what Ye Muwan was talking about. When Ye Muwan exclaimed, Ye Chen fell drunk under the bodhi tree.
In his daze, Ye Chen seemed to see that touching figure again, and also saw the girl from the Mu family who was sitting on the carriage with her eyebrows furrowed. Ye Muwan shook her head helplessly and muttered: "What's wrong with this guy today?"
Are you drinking so much? Is it because you heard that the girl from the Mu family passed away, or that you were stimulated by the news that Senior Sister Qianchuan got married? "
Ye Muwan turned around and walked towards the courtyard. A few moments later, she came to the bodhi tree with a blanket in her arms, gently covered Ye Chen with it, and left immediately.
The sunshine was very soft. After Ye Chen had slept for a long time, he just woke up. When he opened his eyes, he saw the green lotus swaying in the wind.
"Miss Muye passed away, Qianchuan Xue got married!" Ye Chen said in confusion. From this day on, he actually once again took up the sword that had not been drawn for decades and danced under the Bodhi tree.
Perhaps because Ye Chen was stimulated, Ye Muwan never mentioned the news about Qian Chuanxue again in the days to come. Ye Chen didn't know how long these days lasted, but he only knew that it was very long, so long that he forgot about time.
Time is like the wind, autumn goes and autumn comes!
If time were a paintbrush, then Ye Chen would have carved a river of time behind him. Unexpectedly, there were a few more gray hairs on his hair, and he even saw the traces of time on Ye Muwan's face.
The season of autumn breeze must be the time of falling leaves.
In the courtyard, dead leaves have fallen all over the ground. If there is a spark, a raging fire will ignite here.
Ye Chen is still standing under the bodhi tree. Over the years, everything has changed, but the bodhi tree and the green lotus have not changed.
Ye Muwan, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, came back again, but this time, Ye Chen didn't see any smile on Ye Muwan's face, but inexplicable sadness.
"Ye Chen, Qian Chuanxue is dead, and the Sword God Sect has been destroyed!" Ye Muwan's first and last words this time were: "If it weren't for Master Long Ye, maybe I wouldn't have escaped death. It's all his fault."
What a crazy saint!"
Qian Chuanxue is dead! Ye Chen seemed to have aged for decades at this moment, and there was even moisture spreading in the corners of his eyes.
A few days later, Ye Chen rarely walked out of the courtyard and came outside Luoxia City to see Ye Muwan off. Before leaving, Ye Chen asked Ye Muwan: "Li Shiyue, where is she?"
"Junior Sister Shiyue, she is also dead!"
"I just said something when she died!" Ye Muwan stared at Ye Chen with complicated eyes. Over the years, she rarely mentioned Li Shiyue, but he still remembered it, how many years ago? More than thirty years!
"What are you talking about!" Ye Chen's tone was extremely heavy, as heavy as a majestic mountain.
"Senior Sister Shiyue said that I was born to wait for someone and leave a tear in his heart. However, I have waited for a long time and never waited!" Ye Muwan whispered, her tone a little heavy. She could not forget the face of that woman.
despair and sadness.
"I haven't waited!" Ye Chen murmured softly, standing there in trance. He didn't even know when Ye Muwan would leave.
Turning around, Ye Chen walked aimlessly in the streets and alleys again. A drizzle fell quietly, soaking her hair. It started to rain. Some people never held an umbrella, because she had her own sky in her heart.
.
She still hasn't waited for the sky that belongs to her.
This rain is nothing like it was decades ago, except that the people are no longer there.
Walking back to the courtyard, Ye Chen got drunk again and fell under the bodhi tree. The strange green lotus was facing his face. His face was no longer young, but old and old...