In front of Han Fei's tomb, Zhang Liang could only respond with silence when he heard Lu Yan's contemptuous words.
The hatred of the country and the family, coupled with the death of his best friend, he found that he had been studying hard for many years and could not suppress the murderous intention surging in his heart at this moment.
But he didn't dare to reveal it, so he could only remain silent.
Lu Yan ignored him, passed Zhang Liang, and walked straight to Han Fei's tombstone.
Nong Yu stared at the person in front of her. In her memory, the daughter of the Zhang family, dressed in jade and as gentle as jade, now held a sword in her hand and could stab herself or her husband at any time.
She looked away from Zhang Liang, looked at Lu Yan's back, sheathed her sword and said, "Mr. Zhang Liang, let's go. It's best to hurry up."
After Nong Yu finished speaking, he restrained his sword and walked past the person.
Zhang Liang could still sense Nong Yu's hidden vigilance. Once she made a move, she would take action immediately. On the contrary, Lu Yan really didn't have any fluctuations and seemed to be completely relaxed.
"Miss Nongyu, when I see you again, my ovary will be shocked. Time is ruthless."
Nong Yu paused for a moment and said nothing.
Zhang Liang's footsteps gradually faded away, and the black-robed figure disappeared in the rain curtain, finally leaving the world with a sigh.
Lu Yan looked at the barely legible inscriptions on Han Fei's tombstone and shook his head, "Brothers from the same discipline, if you really think about it, the two of us have never had a drink together. I'm not good at drinking, and you are an alcoholic. If we two
People can really develop deep friendships, and this wine shouldn’t have to wait until today.”
"Husband, um~" Nong Yu handed an ordinary wine bottle next to him.
Lu Yan took the wine bottle and opened it, pouring it in front of the tombstone, "The Baili Qingshuo of Pingyuan Lord of Zhao State is the fine wine of the North. If you are not used to it, it is like drinking the northwest wind. It is poured directly into your stomach."
The cold breeze inside will refresh you."
"If you are not a young master, I will respect you with jade."
"Han Fei, in fact, I have always thought that you are right. Today I used the excuse of national unification to destroy your Korea. Maybe tomorrow someone will use the excuse of East Asian unification to destroy my nation, or maybe there will be something wrong in the future.
You know what, using the excuse of global unity to destroy all independently existing regions.
Eleven thousand excuses, the so-called progress of the overall situation, cannot avoid the fact of aggression, nor can it reduce the sins involved. From the first step I took, I was destined to continue to move forward in order to atone for myself in this life. When this land is truly peaceful
Only when you come down can I stop. If there is such a day, I will come to see you again."
Lu Yan couldn't describe his state of mind at this moment. In the end, he picked up the wine bottle and poured all the remaining wine into his mouth.
"Okay, I've had a drink, so let's do it. Between you and me, unless you take the initiative to find trouble, I won't say much. Today is an exception."
After saying that, he nodded towards Nong Yu, meaning that he was done, and then he went to worship Zi Nu.
Zi Nu was not buried with Han Fei. This was out of Lu Yan's selfish motives. Because the Zi Nu he met was Zi Nu, a sister and mother to Nong Yu, not Han Fei's partner. And this is why he met him today.
The reason why He Nongyu came here.
When he came to Zi Nu's tomb, Lu Yan didn't get too close and gave more space to Nong Yu.
"Sister, Nongyu is here to see you."
Unlike Lu Yan who stood drinking and talking with Han Fei, Nong Yu approached the tombstone and knelt down without caring about the mud under the rain.
This kneeling was followed by a long silence.
"The seven strings are good friends, and the two ears are close friends. When the heart is calm, the voice is light, and there is no ancient or present."
Nong Yu suddenly spoke, her soft voice mixed in the rain curtain, which made Lu Yan stunned. This poem was recited by him casually when Zi Nu took him to look at the room in Zi Lan Xuan.
"Back then, you told me that Mr. Lu Yan came to Zilan Xuan today. When he heard the music of my piano, he wrote poems and asked me to play the sea pearls for him. Most of the people who come to Zilan Xuan usually just drink and have sex.
I was very happy when I first heard about such a person, so I happily went. Haha, who would have thought that this time..."
Nong Yu knelt on the ground and turned around halfway. In her peripheral vision, Lu Juyan stood behind and stared at her. She smiled bitterly and focused her eyes on the tombstone again.
"Sister, back then you expressed many times that you hoped that I would follow my husband to Xianyang instead of staying in South Korea. At that time, I just thought you wanted me to follow my husband and catch up with my own happiness. Looking back now, do you think it was from that time that you
I expected this scene today. The only difference is who is outside, you or me.
Their men's battlefield is in the entire world. No matter where women hide, they are within the scope of this world. You and I both have men we love, but their positions are hostile. Therefore, today's scene can be foreseen.
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I was still unable to control myself when the truth came, but you had foreseen it many years ago. You used to often praise me for being smart and clever, but in fact, I am far from you."
"Buzz~" The sword chant penetrated through the rain curtain and reached Nongyu's ears.
She turned back to look at Lu Yan in confusion, "Husband, what are you doing?"
Lu Yan walked to the tomb with the soft sword in hand and explained: "This Ziwei soft sword was exchanged by me for Zi Nu at a Yibao conference outside Xinzheng City. I didn't have anything to say to her, but this one
The sword suits her very well, so just give it to her."
Nongyu nodded and took out an item, which was a well-sealed letter.
"Sister, before I got married, I thought about informing you of the news of my marriage to my husband. Unfortunately, you were busy treating a non-gongzi at that time, and your whereabouts were uncertain, so I never sent it."
A sword, a letter. Nong Yu slowly knocked her head down against the tombstone, her messy and wet hair covering her face. Being so close to the earth, she finally couldn't help but shed tears.
Lu Yan was originally standing, but when he saw her kneeling on the ground for a while and not getting up, he knew that she couldn't hold back her tears after all. He silently leaned down and knelt on the ground, and helped Nong Yu up.
Nong Yu heard a sound beside her, and when she stood up and brushed away her messy hair, she noticed that Lu Yan's knees were crossed.
"Husband, you——"
Lu Yan shook his head, stopped her words, and picked up the sword and letter.
The crape myrtle soft sword condensed into ice in his hand. After a "kaka" moment of solidification, he exerted force, and the rain curtain around him suddenly shook away, and the soft sword also exploded into ice crystals everywhere.
The letter in the other hand rose with a flame that was not afraid of rain, and gradually turned into ashes.
…
The so-called funerals and worship services after death are all performed by living people. They are done for the dead, but the feelings are in the hearts of the living.
Therefore, many people believe that the greater significance of these activities is to do it for the living. After all, these people have passed away, but the living still have a future.
Lu Yan and Nong Yu left.
Before leaving, Lu Yan looked back at Jiunv Mountain, feeling something in his heart, and the corners of his eyes suddenly became wet.
Looking back thousands of miles, old friends will never be seen again. This is how it feels. I really hope that the number of graves I planted will remain the same as it is today.