MTL - For a Prosperous World-Chapter 462 : Do n’t understand sometimes better than understand

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The young man released his hand, but his eyes were still staring at Gu Nan's hand, thinking about it.

"If you didn't stop that sword, you wouldn't leave this scar."

Gu Nan was silent for a while, didn't look at him anymore, put his hands back on the piano, tuned the strings, and said.

"I just don't want to talk to you about what happened then."

"Because of it?" The young man's calm eyes revealed some doubts, and turned his head slightly.

"Because of Qin Guo or your teacher ..."

"sand."

The voice has not fallen.

Gu Nan's hand was already caught on the collar of the young man and pulled him in front of him. The hands were clenched hard, the knuckles were pale, and the collars were wrinkled together.

With a low voice, Gu Nan said word by word.

"You don't think I really want to kill you with a sword."

She tried hard to calm herself, but still lost her temper.

No matter what, it was him who died in vain knees that year.

It was him who destroyed Qin Guo that year.

It was also him who took away her countless treasures that year.

The young man took a look at his hand, and then looked at Gu Nan. This was perhaps the first time he had seen her so disoriented.

However, he had no idea what it was for.

He just looked at Gu Nan quietly, as if there was some regret, and said softly.

"I don't understand."

He didn't understand. He should have understood everything in this world, but he seemed to only understand the rules of this world.

Gu Nan's eyes were gradually lost, and his hands slowly loosened the collar of the young man.

He didn't understand, then who can she blame for hundreds of years of loneliness?

People say that over time, things that should be watched are turned away, and things that should be turned down are also turned down, but these are deceiving.

There are always things that can't be ignored and will not be for hundreds of years.

For a long time, Gu Nan looked away and looked at the stream on one side, as if calmness was restored.

"I continue to teach you this piano."

Douyu covered her eyes and did not let others see her eyes reddish.

The youth aside was still thinking about things he didn't understand.

He suddenly thought that maybe he should be glad that he didn't understand such a thing.

However, when he looked at Gu Nan, he realized that he seemed to understand it.

Because he saw some redness in her eyes, he wanted to wipe it out for her.

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Ji Kang returned to the academy. He seemed to be thinking about something along the way. To others, he seemed to be walking while walking outside the sky. When a classmate in the academy met him to say hello to him, he never heard of it.

There are always things you need to figure out for yourself.

Ji Kang's mind was still thinking about the sounds of the harps at the edge of the stream, the words spoken by the young man he saw in the mountains, and the moment when his finger was on his forehead.

He went straight to the dormitory in the academy, where students who lived in the academy would live here.

When I walked into my room, my friends in the same room were taking classes outside and hadn't returned yet. He stood alone in the room for a while and turned to close the door.

When all the friends in the same room with him came back, they only saw Ji Kang sleeping in bed, and they didn't have much control. After all, Ji Kang's actions on weekdays were incomprehensible.

After a brief wash, they went to rest.

The night is quiet and the night is accompanied by the humming of insects. Different people can always hear different meanings. Some people find it disturbing and they can't help waving the sound. Some people are quite poetic and may want to make a few sentences. Some people are stunned, some people are ecstatic, although it is just the same thing, different people will always see different things.

Ji Kang rolled over in bed, hissing softly, and opened his eyes quietly, looking at the beams above his head. He sat up, got out of bed and walked to a long piano in the room, hesitated for a while, and picked up the piano.

Pushed open the door, took a gown from the door, put it on his body, and walked towards the outside.

The night of the night was bright, and there were no clouds in the sky, so that the stars and moons suspended in the mid-air were clear at a glance.

The wind was blowing on both sleeves, and Ji Kang held Changqin all the way to an open space below the academy of the academy. There were low grass on both sides, and there was a lone stone lying between the grass.

He sat cross-legged on a solitary rock and placed the long piano on his lap, stroking the strings with both hands without playing.

The sound of insects, he sat dead on the fallen solitary stone all night.

By the next day, when some students got up to wash and prepare to go to morning classes, they suddenly heard the piano sound.

That harp sounded powerful, like a flying bird that broke out of the siege and screamed. It's like the broken stone, revealing the golden jade inside.

Qin Yin urged those students who had not fallen asleep early in the morning. They all poked their heads out of the dormitory to find where the Qin Yin came from.

So they saw Ji Kang sitting on a solitary rock in the grass, his face full of cheerful smiles, and playing the piano sound to the heights in the morning light.

More and more people came out, looked at that person, and by the time Qin Yin stopped, the building was full of people inside and outside.

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Ji Kang picked up the long piano that was lying on his lap and stood up. Whether he went to the official career or returned, he already had his own answer.

Turning around, he held his hands and bowed to the people behind him, saying loudly, "Dear everyone, Ji Kang, please."

After all, carrying the harp and walking far on the road.

The way he was going was not an official journey, nor was it in the academy, maybe just a trail, but he felt that he should go.

People have their own aspirations. It is best to live this life in their own way.

Ji Kang's friends laughed and said with a smile that even when leaving, they had to make such a big movement.

But in their laughter, they were really happy for their friends.

They know Ji Kang and know how he looks, and they have no regrets.

After that, where did Ji Kang go to the academy, they did n’t know. They only knew that after a long time, Ji Kang sent back a book with a song called Guangling San on it.

About three years later, Ling Qi was sitting next to the shed near the stream, smiling silently looking at the distant mountains such as Daidai, and in the voice of the birds on the hill, she leaned on Gu Nan's shoulder for a long time.

It wasn't until there was no more energy that he closed his eyes quietly.

Holding Gu Nan's hand, he gradually became weak and fell down.

She eventually died.

Gu Nan said nothing, looking at the distant mountains and forests, where a lot of flowers bloomed.

A few days ago, the flowers in the mountain bloomed again. They went to the mountain together as in previous years, and brought some food and tea.

Flowers bloom on the road, Qier turned around and smiled and told her that she has no regrets in this life ...

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