The road of spring sunset is filled with willow leaves. On the lake bridge, I see you again and again every year, and I cry to part with you. The guests on the island in the middle of the lake are filled with passion. The echo pavilion has come to the end of the year, and there is no place to write on the wall.

Looking back on many dreams, I send my sorrows to the wine, I leave the table with the lonely lamp, and the lotus flowers frequently watch the urge to return. I sing in the middle of the night, the sound of the sound has not ended, and I wake up to thousands of miles, and the man is in the sky. It is cool, and my thoughts are hard to break. I gradually leave my worries around the capital, but I am full of longing for love and hatred. I am reciting the glory of a scholar, boating and looking at the moon. My thoughts are like a thread, and I can't express it all. - "Lanling King. Farewell" (Yu Pingqiu)

After a year of separation, Yu Pingqiu stepped into the gate of Kyoto National Courtyard again, and suddenly found that the most conspicuous publicity column on the left side of the gate was hanging on the verb written by himself, which made his thoughts uncontrollable like a flood breaking through the dam.

He took his pace lighter, fearing that he would disturb the tranquility of Kyoto National Court.

Walking through the long tree-lined avenue, he was very familiar with every tree here. From time to time, his juniors and classmates chatted softly, which seemed so familiar and nostalgic.

The next slope is a turntable surrounded by a large flower bed. Go to the south area on the left, go to the main building in the middle, go to the north area on the right, and go to the upper right to the east area.

Yu Pingqiu was in the southern district when he was studying. At this moment, he chose the middle road, where he often went to the library, Chunhui Road, the island in the middle of the lake, the bridge, and the two rows of shady willow trees. Every summer night, there are always piles of students sitting there, letting the willow leaves caress their young and energetic faces, quietly listening to the sound of fish swimming happily in the lake, enjoying the coolness brought by the wind blowing across the lake, or telling the true feelings unique to the student days with lovers or friends.

Walking through a winding wooden plank road, the sound of wood and shoes hitting the soles of feet kept coming, and Yu Pingqiu felt calm. After passing the plank road, it was the lake center island that countless students from Kyoto National Academy would go to. This lake center island is like a heart, so it is also called Love Island.

The sentimental guests on Love Island all came here with some youthful thoughts, and Yu Pingqiu was no exception. When he devoted himself to the National Academy of Sciences, he fell in love with this quiet land, love the purity and pride of this place, and love the simplicity and thrift of this place. Only here did he truly undergo a more thorough personality transformation. He would like to thank his mentor, Dean Wang Ping.

It was this young old man who discovered him, cultivated him, and fulfilled him. Of course, it was also because of his own excellence that he completed all his studies in just two years. This was not outstanding. He also completed his higher education. In other words, he completed his highest academic qualifications in his life in two years, which was equivalent to someone else’s nine years. This was considered excellent, but Yu Pingqiu’s excellence was more than that, so he caught Wang Ping’s eyes.

Yu Pingqiu is so outstanding, so naturally there is no shortage of admirers. The one who impressed him the most was the school beauty of their class - Zhan Yuyan, a truly talented and beautiful beauty. She gave up all her pride for him and was willing to do anything for him. This started from the first month after entering the school. After nearly two years of continuous efforts, she found that she still couldn't catch up with Yu Pingqiu's pace. She still did not give up. Until the night when Yu Pingqiu was successful in his studies and left Kyoto National Academy, she and him came to this love island.

This is a night with bright moon hanging high. Yu Pingqiu has truly faced this girl who dares to love and hate for the first time. He is not a ruthless person, but a short-lived person. He dare not use his short-lived life to seize her happiness for the rest of her life.

"I want to know why."

"Because I'm a short-lived person."

"that's all?"

"that's all."

"Some people live for a hundred years but less than one year than you. What I care about is the process of being with you. Even if you want to leave tomorrow, I am willing to abandon everything with you. Don't you understand?"

"That would be unfair to you."

"But God lets me meet you is the greatest fairness. I know I will never catch up with you, but I am willing, even if I follow you from afar, I am willing. Since God lets you appear in front of me, I will no longer do my best!"

"I will die in this life."

"If this life is illusory, what is the difference between me and death? If there is a trace of your true meaning in this life, what is the difference between death and life!"

Yu Pingqiu couldn't bear to see the video, so he turned around and looked at the bright moon, with two tears in the corners of his eyes.

Zhan Yuyan reached out and gently hugged his waist, and then hugged him tighter and tighter. Tears were wet behind him.

"Why are you doing this?"

"I'm willing to wait."

Yu Pingqiu gently grabbed her hand away, turned around and wiped her tears, and then said softly: "At the time I parted, I wrote a piece of writing to give it to you."

Zhan Yuyan nodded vigorously, and she showed a happy smile for the first time.

Yu Pingqiu took out a piece of words from his bag and handed them to Zhan Yuyan, saying, "After farewell, I don't know when we meet again. I don't want you to be so tired. Let go if you should."

Zhan Yuyan hugged the words in her arms, as if she was hugging Yu Pingqiu, and her face turned red and replied softly: "If you are here, I can let go."

Yu Pingqiu didn't dare to say anything more, hugged Zhan Yuyan in her arms, and said softly in her ear: "Take care."

After saying that, he turned around and left, but Zhan Yuyan pulled his clothes tightly, and because of the force too much, he was torn a corner.

Yu Pingqiu sighed deeply in his heart, stopped stopping, and walked away with a big stride with his bag.

But Zhan Yuyan shouted loudly from behind: "Pingqiu, I'll wait for you!"

...

Although they had been separated for a year, Yu Pingqiu still remembered it. At this time, she returned to her hometown and her figure seemed to be in front of her.

He knew that she must be still in the National Court and was still trying to narrow the gap with herself. I wonder how many years, ten years, or a lifetime it would take?

Yu Pingqiu didn't dare to think too much, so he hurriedly left the island in the middle of the lake and went straight to the home of the dean Wang Ping.

Wang Ping lives in the East District, and the villa group in the East District is built on a low mountain. Here you can enjoy the full view of the Kyoto National Courtyard and have a very good view.

Yu Pingqiu knocked on the door, and a loud voice came from inside: "Come in, the door is open."

After taking off his leather shoes, he found a pair of slippers he had worn in the cabinet. Yu Pingqiu gently pushed open the door and saw Wang Ping's writing on the desk. When he heard the sound, Wang Ping didn't reply: "Here you come."

After hearing this ordinary sentence, Yu Pingqiu seemed to be pulled back to his student days without realizing it.

"teacher……"

"It's good to come. Make a pot of tea first. Come and correct me later. My brush should have improved."

"Okay."

Yu Pingqiu found the tea leaves and tea sets in a hurry. After a pot of water boiled, Wang Ping had already sat opposite him.

"How about it? Did you see the words at the door? Don't say that, this girl Zhan Yuyan is really generous. When I asked you to write a piece of words for me, you just refused. Fortunately, the girl fulfilled my wish and I hung it directly at the door. You wouldn't mind?" Wang Ping joked.

"Teacher, that's just for the situation. It's a loss of the style of our National Academy." Yu Pingqiu was very confident in his words, but he was embarrassed to show the content. Fortunately, the writing was not too explicit before, but it only described the students' feelings of missing them more after they parted in separation and leaving school. This is actually quite in line with the graduate's mentality.

"As long as it is part of our State Court, it is the style of the State Court. It's not the turn of anyone outside to do it." Wang Ping picked up the teacup and sipped lightly.

Yu Pingqiu knew that he couldn't tell Wang Ping, so he asked, "Has she been here?"

Wang Ping smiled and said, "I think this girl is pretty good. She is harder than you. I am planning to take her as her second disciple."

"She graduated?"

"You think everyone is as perverted as you, but compared to other students, she is very good. She has won both bachelor and master's degree in three years. I think she should be able to complete her doctoral degree in another year, but she is too hard and unlike you before, she can pass without any studies."

Yu Pingqiu was a little worried. He was most worried that she was determined to complete her studies without regard for her health and went out to find him. If it were her previous life, he would naturally not care, because everyone has many Taoist couples, but this is the tradition of this world. A man can only have one woman, which is a moral requirement.

"I may get married soon." Yu Pingqiu said softly.

"Understand." Wang Ping was not surprised at all.

"It's not because of her."

"I know."

"His he here to find you?"

"Yes, I'll give him the tea you gave him." Wang Ping did not have any communication blockage due to the change of Yu Pingqiu's topic. He was like an omniscient wise man, and he could know at any time what the other party was trying to express.

"Teacher, then I'll say goodbye." Yu Pingqiu stood up and bowed to Wang Ping. This old man who looked young and in his fifties deserves his careful respect.

"In fact, it's not a legend to have a heart of mind."

"Ah?" Yu Pingqiu was about to say something. At this time, a three-dimensional picture had been formed in his spiritual consciousness. Zhan Yuyan's figure had appeared on the road not far from Wang Ping's house. Could it be that she had found out that she did not practice Taoism? Why didn't this surprise Yu Pingqiu?

"Sit down." Wang Ping looked at Yu Pingqiu wisely.

"How is this possible?"

"Man is a spiritual thing, and there are many enlightenment in one day." Wang Ping explained.

Yu Pingqiu then carefully examined his mentor. His cultivation was low before, and he could not see the depth. Now his realm has increased greatly and his spiritual sense is extremely sensitive. With a brief sense of sensing, he has already discovered the beauty of the mentor's body. At first glance, his body is like a pool of live water, but when he looks closely, he is a lake of clear water, which is extremely huge. This is the realm of the sea of ​​books that only the great powers in Confucianism have. It is extremely mysterious. This is a liquid appearance after the transformation of the Haoran true qi in the world of cultivation. It is a very amazing product, not afraid of all evil.

"Are all the deans the same as teachers?" Yu Pingqiu asked about Wang Ping's cultivation.

Wang Ping raised his head and pushed his head upwards, jokingly: "You are very human, how can your teacher fall behind?"

"It's the students who are superficial."

"No, this world is superficial, you just follow the trend."

"She's here."

"Then you won't open the door?"

Yu Pingqiu stood up nervously. As soon as he walked to the door, the knock on the door was already ringing.

His hand was about to open, but the door was pushed open, and a beautiful figure rushed directly into Yu Pingqiu's arms.

"This is at the teacher's house."

"He has presbyopia."

"Then I'll close the door."

"No!"

Yu Pingqiu set off one hand and shook it behind her back, said a simple farewell to Wang Ping, and walked out with the other hand holding Zhan Yuyan, hooked her feet and closed the door.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!