Chapter 341 Fengding Pond and Lotus Free Fragrance

   When the lanterns first came on, Xu Guangling entered the community.

   His family's house was bought earlier and belongs to some kind of "pseudo-villa area". It may cost a lot of money to buy it now, but it didn't seem very expensive at the beginning.

   Xu Guangling was brought in by the guard.

  Because of the two gates, they were all changed.

   Six years, in the city, especially the vicissitudes of life.

  The doorman has changed, the greenery at the entrance and even the walkway have been changed. Only the house in the middle and rear of the community is still waiting there silently, waiting for the return of the former little master.

   Everything in front of me is extremely familiar, yet extremely unfamiliar.

Xu Guangling felt that at this moment, both him and the outside world were divided into two halves, half real and half illusory, and he seemed to be walking between the real and the illusory, his feet were solid, but at any time will be loose.

   "Brother Sun, come in and sit?" Opening the front door, Xu Guangling greeted him behind him.

   "No, no, no, as soon as you come back, I won't disturb your rest. I will send you the access card tomorrow morning."

   "Okay, thank you, sorry for your troubles."

   closed the door.

  Inside the door, it instantly becomes an old world.

  The memories of the past, surging in Xu Guangling's consciousness, also dominated his body and mind.

At this moment, there is no one who has received a special fortune. At this moment, there is no one who has been accepted as a disciple by the two great sects. At this moment, there is no one who is invincible in the training base. At this moment, there is no one who is waiting to learn in Fuxi Jue. A person who does not move like a mountain in the state of training.

   At this moment, there is also no one who is bravely climbing to the realm of the extraordinary great master.

   At this moment, there is only a very weak, weak and vulnerable person.

   opened the door and entered the living room.

   There was no time to unload the package on his back, Xu Guangling was standing in the center of the living room, looking all around.

On the front wall of the living room, there is a large painting. The painting was painted by a friend of Xu's father, and then he inscribed the words, "I remember drinking on the Wuqiao bridge in the past, and sitting in the middle is mostly heroic. The long ditch flows silently. Xinghua In the shadows, play the flute until dawn."

  Father Xu didn’t actually know how to play the flute, and even if he did, he could only howl.

  He wrote this phrase mostly to please his lover.

   On the left side of the living room, is a horizontal-axis long painting, but it shows a score.

  Musical score created by Xu's mother and "corrected" by Xu Guangling.

   This painting also has the inscription of Father Xu, declaring his status as the head of the family. The content of the inscription was the names of the three people, Xu's mother at the front, Xu Guangling in the middle, and Xu's father at the rear. Then there's the date.

  Xu Guangling's eyes were on these three names for a long, long time.

   That night, Xu Guangling was at his home, wandering around. The 10,000-mile trek before was like a leisurely stroll, but now the leisurely stroll is like a 10,000-mile trek, making Xu Guangling physically and mentally exhausted.

   is tired, not tired.

   An indescribable feeling of powerlessness.

   It's like a cold and a high fever, and the feet are light and light. But this lightness did not bring ease, on the contrary, it was so heavy that it was sore and painful.

  Colds are a thing of the past for Xu Guangling.

   Of course it feels that way too.

   But at this time, he took the initiative to let go of all his defenses and let everything in the past launch a vicious attack on him.

The    attacked as hard as he was in pain.

   In the pain, it is indulgent and intoxicated.

Later, Xu Guangling sat on the dusty floor until the end, from sitting to lying, lying in the living room, lying in the memories and years of the past, until it seemed that he had returned to the beginning, lying on the mother and father's house. in the arms.

  The night passed quietly, and then the sky was still bright.

  Xu Guangling's physical and mental awareness also seemed to have come out of some kind of fog or mud.

   Even if he indulged himself for a night and a day, his body and spirit at the moment were still so good, even too good, with an indescribable transparency and clarity.

   This made Xu Guangling even smile a little bitterly.

  Because that night passed, the sadness and memory of yesterday seemed to flow out of his heart completely.

   Yesterday's sadness was natural, he couldn't control it, and he didn't want to control it. If you feel sad at this moment, it is "forced", because the feeling of the body at this moment is indescribable.

   was so good that his entire body and mind were at peace.

   as washed with water.

   Yurun Bingqing.

   "Dad, Mom, I'm coming back to see you." Xu Guangling murmured, and then slightly bent his legs, his toes just pressed lightly on the ground, and the whole person stood up from the floor.

   "Dad, Mom, your son is already a man who is about to become a great master."

   "Do you know what a great master is?"

"It's so powerful, so powerful, so powerful. It's so powerful that you can wrestle your wrist with Dad. You only need a little finger. It's so powerful that you can compare music with your mother. You can create a song in the time I can easily create a hundred songs. , even a thousand."

   "Dad, don't you really like the artistic conception of traveling to the North Sea and Mu Cangwu? Your son, I, have already stepped into that level with half a foot."

  Xu Guangling looked at the wall to the right of the living room and said softly and slowly.

  The above is an enlarged photo, most of which are landscapes, but in the middle of the picture, a man and a woman are holding the hands of the little boy walking in the middle with their left and right hands respectively.

  The picture is being frozen at the moment when the little boy relied on the involvement of his parents and left his feet recklessly.

   "Your son is grown up now!"

  Xu Guangling said, smiled, and then started cleaning the whole house.

   No one has lived there for a long time. Even if it is cleaned very well, it still has that strange smell. This smell is completely torture to Xu Guangling's current sense of smell. In fact, it is not just the taste, but a whole feeling.

   I was unintentional last night, needless to say. At this moment, Xu Guangling could not bear this.

   After thinking for a while, Xu Guangling suddenly made a strange move. With his consciousness, he involved the weak air of grass and trees and the air of the earth and mountains and rivers, and then let the two air be washed back and forth inside and outside the entire building.

   There is no theoretical support for him to do this, Xu Guangling did it purely at will.

but.

   worked.

   After only ten minutes, the strange smell disappeared completely, replaced by fresh and natural.

  The whole building, inside and outside, seems to have been bathed in the eternal sunshine, and then because of the sunshine, it exudes a unique taste that belongs to the sunshine.

  The windows are wide open and the real sunlight penetrates.

  Xu Guangling sat in the newly renovated side room, moving his hands slightly, the piano in front of him, after a long absence, started playing again.

   During the flicking of the keys, a piece of music poured out like flowing water and moonlight, and then gradually melted into the sunlight shining into the room.

   Mother Xu's song, "Lotus".

  The moon and the boat flute are staggered, and the wind calms the pond and the lotus is fragrant.

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  Thanks to "Hua Yukun" for the support of the recommendation ticket.

  Thanks to "Yizhu" for his monthly ticket support.

   (end of this chapter)