You look back.
He used to take you to practice martial arts and protect you.
He used to teach you how to write and read, to write poems and paintings.
He used to learn how to cook for you, and he was so clumsy that he hurt himself.
He used to ...... he used to wait for you to come back day and night, a person from the dark ...... to the dawn ......
Part.02
Chu Evening Ning was indeed there, it was the middle of the afternoon, the disciples were all individually busy practicing, few people passed by the Bridge of Naihe. The bridge, only Chu Evening Ning is standing alone, the figure is upright, own a section of the clanking bones.
Both sides of the forest leaves, white bamboo, gentleman's posture.
Part.03
He walked forward step by step, and the hem of the wedding dress was flying.
For so many years, people honored him and feared him, but alone did not dare to stand beside him, no one would care about him. He has also long been used to.
Late night Yu Heng, Beidou Xianzun.
From head to toe, no one likes, no one cares about life, death, sickness and suffering.
He seems to have been born, he does not need the support of others, does not need any dependence, and does not need any company.
So there is no need to cry out in pain, and there is no need to cry, and there is no need to cry. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
No one cares about him.
Anyway, he's been alone for so long. All these years, it's been fine. He took care of himself.
Part.04
Those reckless love, passionate obsession, all grow only on the soil of youth. In his youth he had hoped that someone would be his constant companion and drink under the moon, but he had waited and waited, but never waited for this person. Then as the days passed by, his reputation and status in the cultivation world grew higher and higher, and everyone looked up to him, saying that he was unsympathetic. Later, he also accepted such a mountain of admiration, unsympathetic.
He seems to be hiding in a cocoon, the years in his cocoon spitting silk. Initially he could still see some light seeping in from outside through the cocoon, but year by year, the more silk, the thicker the cocoon, he could no longer see the light. There is only himself in the cocoon, and the darkness.
He does not believe in love, do not believe in the sky to see the curtain, and do not want to go after something. If he went through a lot of hard work, all the scales bite open the cocoon, stumbled and climbed out, but there is no one outside waiting for him, what should he do.