Inner Courtyard door.
The rockery has not changed at all compared to a few years ago, except that there are a few more weeds on it.
At the door, there was a drunk man lying on his side, looking at Yu Sheng with drunken eyes, and making silly giggles from time to time.
"There is no difference between hiding in the past, but it is even more sad when you return..."
"Haha..."
Suddenly, the drunk man muttered a few words, changed to a more comfortable position, hugged his bottle again, and fell asleep.
Yu Sheng just looked at this scene calmly, just like before.
The rockery is there and the drunkard is there, but the difference is that the drunkard has become a bit older and the poem has also changed.
Suddenly, Tail-Ender seemed to be sitting on the rockery a little reservedly every day, pretending to admire the moon, but from time to time he would peek at Inner Courtyard.
Chu Yu, on the other hand, was holding his book, sitting quietly by the window, looking at the rockery.
Although their eyes cannot intersect with each other, they both believe...
At this moment, he/she is here.
Ignorant young people always have spring in their hearts.
Perhaps only at that age can such pure or childish love exist.
Xu Wenxuan For Yu Sheng, the impression is vague.
The exchange between them only consisted of a few words. The only thing Yu Sheng could clearly remember was the look Xu Wenxuan looked at him before he passed away.
Those eyes full of envy and blessing.
Maybe, they really are the same kind of people.
If...
If I don't have this Scroll, what will be the difference between it and Xu Wenxuan?
At this time, Yu Sheng couldn't think of an answer.
Some things are destined to have no ifs.
"What if..."
"If you practice Ancient Cultivation Technique, your future achievements will be terrible..."
Yu Sheng whispered softly, and finally like Ordinary People, climbed the rockery with bare hands. After a long time, he sat on the top of the rockery.
Unfortunately, it was noon at this time and there was no bright moon to enjoy.
But when Yu Sheng lowered his head, he found a few small words engraved beside him.
However, due to years of exposure to wind and sun, the text has become somewhat blurry, but the content can still be seen vaguely.
"Look at the moon and look at you."
"But no matter how beautiful the moon is..."
"I can never look back at you with just one glance."
Yu Sheng gently brushed the palm of his hand to sweep away the dust on the words. He looked at the words seriously, as if he could feel that one night in the past, Xu Wenxuan was sitting on the rockery and carefully carving the words.
"This..."
"Is this your way?"
He whispered softly.
"Your path was already found when you were eighteen."
"But my way..."
"I can't figure it out."
Yu Sheng shook his head slightly, with a little confusion in his eyes, and finally climbed down from the rockery silently. "Unfortunately, I can't learn from your path."
"Huh?"
"No... no more wine..."
"Hey, little... boy, do you... have any wine?"
Drunkard turned over, subconsciously raised the bottle and shook it. After realizing that there was no wine, he reluctantly squinted his eyes, looked at Yu Sheng and asked.
Yu Sheng was startled for a moment, then turned back to look at Drunkard: "Sorry, I have it, but I can't take it out."
"Huh?"
"Huh..."
Drunkard has no interest in Yu Sheng's inherently curious answer, as long as he hears the result.
He staggered and held on to the wall, barely stood up, and staggered away.
Looking at Drunkard's back, Yu Sheng fell into deep thought. After a long time, he looked at Drunkard and asked, "Senior, what is your Tao?"
"Tao?"
Drunkard didn't stop, didn't look back, and walked forward on his own. "What can I do..."
"The moment my brothers died, my Word died..."
"Today... today there is wine... today I am drunk..."
"You can only see in your dreams... you can only see the past..."
"Haha..."
Drunkard smiled self-deprecatingly, and gradually moved away, disappearing from Yu Sheng's sight.
In the next few days, Yu Sheng did not go out, but stayed in the room and carefully observed the egg.
As time goes by, the breath of life coming from the egg has become stronger and stronger.
Yu Sheng witnessed the birth of life so quietly.
Until the fifth day when he returned to the Ink Academy.
Eggshells quietly Shatter in the middle of the night.
Yu Sheng, who was lying on the bed, opened his eyes almost simultaneously when the sound sounded, looking at the position of the egg in the dark night.
Different from the other Chick that had just been sold, this one Wings was plump, with fiery red feathers, and even faintly exuded the appearance of Flame birds. It just stood on the windowsill, staring at the surroundings slightly blankly, with a look of disbelief in its eyes.
As if all this was a dream, I couldn't believe that one day I would really be born.
Because it had just taken control of its body, energy overflowed from its body uncontrollably. It tried to take steps, taking its first step on the windowsill. After confirming that all this was not a dream, it let out a happy chirp.