Nightfall Chapter 160: We are all children

In this depressive atmosphere and quiet environment, the gaze seems to have become heavier, adding so many binocular gazes in one place, finally slowing down the thin pen. Female professor Yu Lian glanced at the lower letters on the paper, nodded, put the pen on the delicate little inkstone, and then looked at the juniors and sisters who looked at him with expectant expressions.

Sure enough, she is indeed the third senior sister of the academy whom the Master praised very much. With just one sentence, she resolved the dispute between the seniors that had never occurred in the academy, and made a very direct judgment on the dispute between the two seniors.

"You are all wrong."

Yu Lian looked at the elder brother and the second elder brother, and said calmly: "Whether it is the bookworm or the little maid, whether they are Ning Que's good partners, there is no answer at all, because the match is very precise. It’s the feelings between each other. How do you stick to your own opinions and how do you know how Ning Que feels?"

The second brother frowned slightly and said: "The younger brother is an orphan, without a father, no mother, and no relatives. If it is his home and his marriage, of course, the teacher or us brothers and sisters will be the masters."

Yu Lian smiled slightly and said: "So I said you were wrong."

"You don’t know the little brother, but I watched him ascend the old book building, watched him vomiting blood and coma, watched him being thin and silent day by day by the window, I know what kind of temperament he is. , Don’t talk about marriage in the palace, and don’t talk about whom we senior brothers and sisters want him to marry. Even if the teacher asks him to marry Haotian's daughter after the teacher comes back, he is still unwilling if he doesn't want to. Who would object if he wants to It doesn’t make sense."

She turned and looked at the big brother calmly and said: "The path of life always needs to be walked by yourself to know the taste, so in the end it depends on how he chooses himself. No matter how he chooses, the price he will pay for it belongs to him. He himself must learn to bear this price, and I believe the teacher will hold this view too."

After saying this, the third elder sister Yu Lian cleaned up the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, and left the small courtyard without saying hello to everyone. The large courtyard suit that was set on her petite body was gently placed in the wind. The night is gone.

In the previous rare academy controversy in history, the words of the elder brother were very obscure, and the words of the second elder brother were also a bit ambiguous. At this time, the words of the third elder sister were also inconceivable. I believe the three of them themselves In fact, they just felt something vaguely, so the rest of the people couldn't understand it at all.

The two brothers fell into silence. The younger brothers and sisters followed the third sister’s footsteps and left quietly. Seventh sister Muyou looked at the two sitting on the chair with concern, and filled the teapot on the table with hot water. Also out of the house.

The candlelight shook lightly, and there was a faint sound of waterfall entering the pool from behind the courtyard. I don't know how long it took, the big brother slowly stood up, with a tired expression between his clean eyebrows.

The second brother stood up and bowed respectfully.

The big brother said: "Since she has said so, it seems that you and I are indeed wrong, but I still stick to my opinion [Baidu Jiangyeba YY:108052], and I can't think of it, since he and The mountains and mountains are happy, but there is no reason why they would not choose her."

The second brother thought after the film arrived and said: "Because he can't let go of Sangsang."

Senior brother suddenly thought of a possibility, frowned and said: "Will the junior brother want both?"

Second Brother Su Rong said: "This kind of greed will be condemned by the heavens, and although the two little girls are very different in birth and status, they are by no means such vulgar women in the world. How can they allow the little brother to be so happy." /

The big brother looked at him quietly and suddenly asked: "Jun Mo, how much do you see?"

The second brother was silent for a while and said: "When Yan Se and Wei Guangming turned to dust, I saw the momentary movement, but I still can't really see it. Brother, have you seen the future clearly?"

The big brother smiled slightly and said: "I'm afraid that even the teacher can't understand, let alone you and me?"

The second brother frowned slightly and said: "I don't know Yu Lian can see it again."

"Her attention has been on the younger brother, I am afraid it is not as good as you and me."

After saying this, the senior brother didn’t know what he was thinking, he was silent for a long time, then reached out his hand and patted the second senior brother’s shoulder lightly, and said: “Jun Mo, maybe you are right, but I Can't bear it.

The second brother was tall and tall, and when he saw the brother want to pat his shoulder, he habitually bent forward slightly so that the brother could take the photo more smoothly. The ancient crown on the head almost hit the face of the senior brother. .

The two smiled at each other, and the slight negative emotions brought about by the previous argument disappeared.

Only the word "unbearable" still echoes with the sound of the waterfall.

Ning Que didn’t know that Houshan in the academy held a meeting for his life-long event, and he didn’t even know that in his eyes, two seniors who had not caused the dust of the world had actually had a fierce conflict over this matter. These days , He continued to take the mountains and mountains to play in the fading city of Chang'an in winter, to taste the masterpieces of predecessors in various studies.

The two lifetimes add up to more than 20 years. He has never been in a relationship or even had close contact with the opposite sex. So he doesn’t know if he is in a relationship with Shanshan because that night. After Red Wall and Baixue said that they liked it, the relationship between the two did not seem to have changed. They were still so peaceful and casual, but they didn't even hold their hands. The only difference was probably that the girl occasionally revealed when the shoulders touched. Shame.

It was this shame that made up for a large part of Ning Que’s regret about love imagination. When walking through the streets of Chang’an City with mountains and mountains, he often remembered that he was near the fire at Beishan Pass. Looking at his maidservant, thinking of Situ Yilan who was walking with him on the banks of Yanbei Lake, he realized that a response is the source of joy.

This feeling is really good, even if there is no intimate physical contact, there is no sweet talk, [Baidu Jiangyeba YY:108052] Eachother, so Ning Que is very willing to accompany the mountain to continue walking, just in When passing the shadows of winter trees in those narrow lanes, and when stepping on the melting pine and snow by the lake, he occasionally felt that somewhere in his heart became a little empty.

In the evening, the two walked to Lin 47 Lane. Standing under a tree at the entrance of the alley, Ning Que once again extended an invitation to Mo Shanshan: "Go in and sit down, there must be enough food."

Mo Shanshan looked at the door of Lao Bi Zhai not far away, and said softly, "No need."

Ning Que asked puzzledly: "Why?"

Mo Shanshan looked at the toe of the skirt sticking out of the skirt, and said softly, "I am very happy to walk side by side in Chang'an City with you. I am also very happy to comment on those calligraphy and paintings with you. You said that you liked it that night. Me, I am very happy."

Then she raised her head and looked at the inconspicuous pocket on Ning Que’s cheek. She blinked her eyelashes. Suddenly she raised her hand and poked it with her fingertips. She smiled and said, "But it’s not enough to like it. ."

Back in Laobi Zhai, Ning Que is still thinking about the meaning of Mo Shanshan’s words. If he is asked to solve mathematics problems or practice enlightenment, it is probably easier than understanding what the girls are thinking. Many, so a little confused.

"Master, I have dinner."

Sangsang made two bowls of chicken soup from the small urn, and then asked: "Would you like to sprinkle some green onions?"

Ning Que said: "The chicken soup you boil is the best in the world, so you have to drink the original flavor instead of green onions.

If it was usual, Sangsang would generally appear happier when receiving praise from Ning Que. Although he may not laugh, he would always press the rice spoon in the bowl when he was serving food, but today she looks like I didn't hear it at all, but silently added food to Ning Que, then silently sat on the other side of the table and silently picked up the chopsticks.

Ning Que looked at her expression, and suddenly realized that she did have some erratic movements these days, and explained with a smile: "I told you that night, the shameless seniors and senior sisters in the back of the college threw me into the city of Chang'an. When the thugs set up the torii, so these days someone is always ready to come and challenge."

Sangsang hummed softly, then continued to eat with his rice bowl.

Ning Que finished drinking the chicken soup, and poured two scoops of white rice on the large bowl in front of him, and then scribbled the rice like a wind.

The table is quiet.

Ning Que suddenly raised his head and looked at Sangsang across the table and asked: "Since you were very young, we have been discussing what kind of sister-in-law we should find for you."

Sangsang gently put his rice bowl on the table, looked at him and said, "It's the young lady."

"That was the name changed after leaving Weicheng."

Ning Que thought about the past that took Sangsang to pick the girl in the red sleeve trick at that time, and couldn’t help but laughed, and then he finally understood why there are always some places in his heart that feel empty these days, because he hasn’t Hear what someone said [Baidu Jiangyeba YY:108052] See or say he has not reported to someone or he wants to hear something he wants to hear.

He looked at Sangsang and said seriously: "What do you think of Mo Shanshan?"

Sangsang looked into his eyes very seriously, took up his job again after a long time, and said, "Very good."

Ning Que looked at the little girl who was about to bury her face in her rice bowl, and asked slightly, "That's fine?"

Sangsang's face came out of his rice bowl, looked at him and said, "It's very good."

Ning Que looked at her with clear eyes like a small pond, her yellowish hair like the first grass of a snow queen, her dark little face, and the grain of rice sticking to her face, and she was silent for a long time. Time, smiled silently.

"Nothing, just ask casually."

He reached out and took off the grain of rice sticking to Sangsang’s face, and threw it into his mouth skillfully, and then continued [Baidu Jiangyeba YY:108052] lowered his head to eat, but he became a little depressed for some reason. Silently thinking that his Sangsang is still a child.

After dinner, Sangsang went to boil water and wash the dishes as usual, while Ning Que started to write talisman. When tired and sleepy, he would write a few postscripts at will to adjust his spirit, and he would scald his feet and go to bed late at night. Ready to sleep.

Although the midwinter is about to pass, spring hasn't really arrived yet. The city of Chang'an at night is still a bit cold. The two of them still slept on the kang built last winter, facing each other as they did in previous years.

Sangsang's little feet were washed clean, and Ning Que was hugged in his arms. He felt very comfortable and relieved when he touched the smooth, delicate and white feet, and he clicked. , And then closed his eyes and entered a wonderful dreamland.

No matter how you look at it, it seems that this is just a repetition of Ning Que and Sangsang's nights over the past fifteen years. It is just an ordinary night, but Sangsang did not fall asleep at all.

With those bright eyes, she quietly looked at the roof covered with discarded talisman paper, as if looking at the rock wall of the Minshan cave and the earth wall of the Weicheng courtyard where she had lived in the past these years.

(Well, I'll follow it as soon as I write about Sangsang. It seems that I am going to follow my fate. The chapter name of this chapter is great.) (To be continued