"Lin Yongjian!"
"In our class, the youngest guy always bought me drinks. He was full of curiosity about everything. He was like a talkative guy, always asking..."
"Why..."
"Why..."
"Haha, but he once told me at the time that his dream was to be Pavilion Master of the Ink Pavilion, take over Elder Sun's position, destroy Demon Domain, and restore peace to Human Race!"
"Although he speaks irritably, he is really... the kindest person I have ever met."
"His eyes are always bright and clear."
"It's a pity that he died just as he set foot on this road."
"If he were still alive and knew that you were Pavilion Master from the Ink Pavilion, he might have talked to you for three days and three nights, and he would have put his hands on his hips and told you with great arrogance that one day, he would take over your position!"
"This kid is not afraid of anything."
As he was dictating, Drunkard's eyes turned red again, but there was always a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he gently stroked the wooden sign next to him, his voice a little hoarse.
"No, that..."
"His name is Wang Sanshun, a simple and honest guy."
"A guy who came out of a remote village, Talent, just hardworking and willing to work hard."
"This is also the reason why I stayed at the Ink Academy."
"I have a bit of inferiority in my bones, so I always do our laundry secretly."
"But that time..."
"That time he really..."
Drunkard murmured to himself, his eyes became a little hollow, and he could no longer continue speaking. It could be seen that his hands were clenched tightly, and his nails were dug into his flesh.
"He said that his dream is to make a lot of money after the Ink Academy graduates, so that all the Old Mans in the village can live a happy life."
"This is his only goal and his path."
As he said that, Drunkard raised his head and glanced at Yu Sheng: "This dream is very small and immature, haha... But when he said these words, he was serious."
"Sometimes roads... are not big or small."
"Oh, yes, there is him, Liu Paopao..."
"Original name is Liu Paopao."
"It's just that I'm too cowardly. I'm afraid of pain, the dark, ghosts, mice, and cockroaches..."
"If you encounter anything, you will turn around and run away after screaming."
"He ran very fast."
"If she had run away that time..."
"I'm not afraid of death anymore."
"She is so afraid of the dark, but she stayed alone in the dark for ten minutes and screamed for ten minutes, but..."
"But she... she didn't take a step back."
When he said this, Drunkard's tears could no longer be controlled and fell from the corners of his eyes.
His breathing became heavier and heavier, and after a long pause, he continued to introduce his brothers and sisters to Yu Sheng.
Yu Sheng just listened carefully. Just from Drunkard's brief description, he could feel how tragic things they had experienced.
But time cannot be reversed...
everything...
You can only follow the wind.
Drunkard introduced everyone to Yu Sheng in detail and told everything about them.
Sometimes I laugh, sometimes I cry.
It wasn't until it was getting late that he reluctantly stood up, looked back at his once closest friends in the moonlight, bowed deeply, and dragged his lonely body down the short mountain.
"You are the only person I have brought here over the years."
"I just wish..."
"Hope..."
Drunkard suddenly stopped and looked at Yu Sheng with a serious look that he had never seen before. His eyes were extremely bright at this moment. "I only hope that their story can bring a little inspiration to your troubles."
"Even if their death is used to trigger..."
"Everything I told you was done with their heart and soul to Protection."
"In that village, I have dissipated all my wealth and allowed them to live a stable life."
"And Liu Paopao..."
At this moment, it is difficult for anyone to understand Drunkard's state of mind.
He almost endured the pain, uncovered the scar that had been sealed for many years, and displayed it bloody in front of Yu Sheng, just so that the blood could have some effect.
Even if it's just a trace.
"I'm not doing this for you, not for the Ink Pavilion, let alone Human Race."
"I just want their peace of mind."
"One day, when I go down to accompany them, they will blame me for not doing my best for Human Race."
"These are all my experiences over the years."
"Tomorrow..."
"You can go to other places and continue to find your own path."
"Save time..."
Drunkard glanced at the waning moon in the night sky, with bitterness written on his face, and finally staggered towards Jiangcheng.
This time, Yu Sheng did not follow, but silently returned to the low mountain.
Under the moonlight, look at each wooden sign and recall each person's life.
For several hours, Yu Sheng did not move.
Until early in the morning, when Yu Sheng returned to the Ink Academy, Drunkard was already drunk again. There were wine bottles around him, and even his clothes were a little wet.
I don't know if it's wine or tears.