The big string is as loud as the rain, the small string is as sharp as whispers. The noisy and tangled, and the big beads fall on the jade plate.
Han Yao did not expect that the wonderful music depicted in Bai Juyi's "Pipa Xing" would resonate with Lu Shanmin's reading sound.
There is no love, hate, love, no fighting, killing, or intrigue. Only the sound of reading aloud is refreshing and pleasant to listen to.
Watching quietly and listening, it is like appreciating a beautiful picture and listening to an elegant music, quiet and contented, time seems to be still at this moment, and space seems to be frozen at this moment.
The years are quiet, so good!
Han Yao is not the only one who appreciates this beautiful scenery.
In the distance, a tall figure stopped and looked away, just like her, with a gentle smile on her face.
The sound of reading came to an abrupt end without any warning.
"Why don't you read it anymore?" Han Yao was fascinated by hearing it, raised her lips slightly and said unhappily.
Lu Shanmin raised his head, with a serious expression and a strange expression, which was completely different from the previous student.
"You go to the classroom to wait for me first." Lu Shanmin handed the English book to Han Yao, and his voice trembled slightly.
Seeing Lu Shanmin's expression suddenly change, Han Yao's heart was tightened and he suddenly returned to reality from the beautiful dream just now.
Lu Shanmin gave her a comforting smile, "This is a university campus, don't worry, it's okay."
Han Yao smiled reluctantly. The time spent together made her understand Lu Shanmin better than before. How could she have such a big reaction? But she still resisted asking nothing, just said, "Don't be lazy", and then behaved well.
Leave.
Time passed by minute by minute, and Lu Shanmin had not walked out of the garden for a long time. His heart was pounding and he could hear clearly. His fingers trembled slightly unconsciously and could not help himself.
Compared to before, he now doesn't know how to face this man. He doesn't know what the first sentence says.
He didn't go over, but the man came over.
As in the legend, he is tall and mighty, and he walks like a dragon and tiger. Even if he is still far away, he can deeply feel his unique aura.
The lightning flashed in my mind. When I was in elementary school, my classmates mocked him for not having a father. I asked my grandfather where his father was late at night, and the scene of Luo Zhixuan falling from the building on the construction site. All kinds of pictures were intertwined and entangled like fast-forward movies.
He never thought about seeing him again, he never thought about what kind of mood he would be like when he met, nor did he think about the scene when he met.
The black mask and the round fisherman's hat blocked most of his face, only those pairs
His eyes were exposed with shiny eyes.
As the distance got closer, his steps were getting smaller and smaller, and his speed was getting slower and slower. Lu Shanmin's breathing became faster and faster.
No matter how slow you walk, you will eventually reach the end.
Standing a few meters in front of Lu Shanmin, Lu Chenlong stopped.
The pair of glowing eyes were gentle and stared at Lu Shanmin's face in a daze, as if they couldn't see enough.
"Mountain People"! After a long time, Lu Chenlong finally shouted out.
Lu Shanmin bit his lips tightly, his eyes flushed red.
Lu Chenlong slowly took off his mask and revealed a somewhat terrifying face. This face had obvious signs of plastic surgery, and the old scars could be seen vaguely, which was very different from what Lu Shanmin had imagined before.
"After a battle back then, my whole face was ruined," Lu Chenlong said lightly, unable to hear the great regret and hatred, as if describing an insignificant little thing.
"I know you have many problems, many doubts, and many resentment, so I don't know how to face me. In fact, I am the same. The reason I come to you now is because I don't know how to face you."
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"Two big men are really a little embarrassed." Lu Chenlong smiled jokingly.
However, Lu Shanmin was not amused by his jokes.
"It's okay, I don't expect you to accept me all at once. After all, I have never existed in your life."
Lu Shanmin had never had such a complicated emotion. Even though he had experienced countless storms, he could not calm down his heart.
As he walked to this day, he had long been away from appearance and superficiality when looking at the problem. Needless to ask, he also knew Lu Chenlong's difficulties. The reason why he left him alone and the reason why he didn't even meet his grandfather for the last time he passed away was that he didn't want to bring them
Trouble. The reason why Ye Zixuan was abducted was to lead the murderer who killed his mother.
However, understanding does not mean that one can accept it calmly in one's heart.
Lu Shanmin tried his best to calm down his inner chaotic emotions.
Seeing that Lu Shanmin's breathing gradually stabilized and his emotions gradually stabilized, Lu Chenlong's strange face showed a gentle smile. "Old man, Daoyi and Lao Huang taught you very well."
"Grandpa is dead, and Lao Huang is dead too."
The smile on Lu Chenlong's face gradually dissipated, "I'm not a good son, not a good apprentice, and, not a good father."
"Tang Fei is dead, Tong Liang is dead, Bai Doulang is dead, Lan Bo is dead, Huang Mei is dead, Xiao Wu is dead, Ying Tian is dead, Zi Xuan is dead, too, dead."
Lu Chenlong Weiwei
He lowered his head, avoided Lu Shanmin's direct gaze, with a strong apology on his face.
Lu Shanmin looked at Lu Chenlong faintly, and his heart felt a tingling pain. This man who never bowed his head in the legend lowered his head in front of him.
"Do you know what it feels like to die one by one in front of you?"
Lu Chenlong smiled bitterly, how could he not understand?
He tasted it twenty-seven years ago. That kind of pain can penetrate the heart and soul, and the body of the Vajra realm cannot stop it. Until now, that pain often tortures him to sleep.
What does it mean to be in pain and not wanting to live? I have already experienced it when I was holding my wife's body.
"Xiao Wu is only eighteen years old, Tang Fei died in my arms. I cut off Tong Liang's head with my own hands. Huang Mei was tragically humiliated before her death. Zi Xuan couldn't even find her body.,,,, Why did I go through these things?
, because I am Lu Chenlong’s son”?
Lu Shanmin sneered softly and his shoulders shook. "From the beginning, I cried like a fool, but I couldn't cry anymore. Do you know how I got through it?"
"Shanmin,,,"! Lu Chenlong raised his head and stretched out his thick arm, trying to pull Lu Shanmin's hand.
Lu Shanmin took a step back and avoided, his expression gradually calmed down, "I kept wondering when you would come to me. It seems that you have reached some kind of agreement with them."
Lu Chenlong slowly put down his hand and said, "Go back to the East China Sea, I'll finish it here for you."
Lu Shanmin laughed to the sky, laughing with tears in his eyes. "Zuoqiu said that I am a bloodless person, and I am also worried that my weakness will make me give up. I have been waiting for the hero who is standing on the seven-color cloud to appear
, waiting for him to take me to kill it, the sky is dark and the earth is dark, and blood flows into a river. Unexpectedly, what he waited for was this sentence."
A storm came from Lu Chenlong's chest, the qi and blood surged in his body, and thin beads of sweat oozed out of his forehead.
"You can't beat them."
Lu Shanmin felt no less uncomfortable than Lu Chenlong. In his mind, heroes should not say this.
"This is the hero they call. Can those who die for you be upset?"
"I have never been a hero, I just want you to survive."
Lu Shanmin smiled, "Grandpa said that people live in the world, do what they do and what they don't do, and they have no shame in the world, and their conscience is worthy of their conscience. Why can't they die?"
"Mountains,"!
"You go, you didn't need you twenty-seven years ago, and I don't need you twenty-seven years later."
Lu Shanmin turned around, and tears of pressure surged out like a dam.