She Is Not a Witch

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The boat sailed quietly in the river water at night, and the soft water splashed on the boat, making a gentle sound. Even in the middle of the night, lanterns were still lit on the aisles on each floor outside the ship.

Through the lantern paper, the yellowish lights rippled slightly on the lake.

Lorrain Hill opened the door, walked out of the house, came to the outside walkway, supported the vermilion fence, and looked down at the shimmering deep river below, and there were some sounds of drinking and laughing from the deck at the stern in the distance.

She touched her arm, and then went into the house to find a coat and shawl, covering her shoulders, and then walked out in the direction of the sound.

The voice gradually became clear, it was the voice of a few middle-aged men.

"The river is moving and almost colorless, and the night is waiting for the dawn..." Someone seemed to be drunk, speaking like a rant.

"Hahaha, Brother Jin wants to stop having a drink."

"A hundred thousand lun towels will live for the rest of their lives by drinking and drinking."

"My dream is good..." There was a trace of vicissitudes and nostalgia in his voice.

"Don't say it, don't say it, come here, continue to drink." The voice next to him continued to persuade, seeming to be comforting.

When Lorrain Hill walked out of the aisle, the scene where the voices were located appeared before his eyes.

The four people were sitting on the four sides of the square table. The table in the middle was filled with messy dishes. Behind the few people, there were many emptied wine bottles. As the boat undulated, they rolled slightly, and occasionally bumped into them. Together, make a slight noise.

One of them was Yu Baiqiu. He was holding a wine glass and shook his head slightly, as if feeling something, and beside him was a brawny man dressed in black cloth. His appearance was somewhat similar to that of Yu Baiqiu. The man on the other side patted his back occasionally, seeming to be comforting.

The man who was comforted was wearing a blue shirt and a messy linoleum on his head. Although he was still holding a wine glass in his hand, he seemed to be half drunk and half awake. The tears on his face had not yet dried up, and he was speaking slurred. Verses.

The last person was wearing a red-brown robe, holding a jug, and pouring wine to the others on the table. Some words to persuade the wine were still in the mouth.

These people are not young anymore, and the youngest one seems to be close to forty, and the older one seems to be fifty or sixty, with white filaments faintly visible in his hair.

The night was dark, and the four fields were silent, except for the cicadas and toads occasionally coming from both sides of the strait. Several lanterns hung beside the wine table, illuminating the people below.

Lorraine Hill walked over slowly, and Yu Baiqiu also looked up and saw the familiar eldest lady.

"Can't sleep and wake up at night?"

"Well, I want to come out and walk around."

"Alright, it's a pity that there is no moonlight now. If it were before, it would be a blessing to admire the moon." Yu Baiqiu replied and then said to the people nearby.

"It's getting late, or stop here today."

The others looked at their drunk companions and the leftovers leftovers cold on the table, and then nodded.

"Oh, it's okay, just come here. I will help Brother Jin to rest, and then I will trouble Brother Fan to find someone to clean up."

After speaking, they also slowly got up, swayed towards the aisle, and slowly disappeared into the night at the corner.

Looking at the empty tables and chairs, only Yu Baiqiu was left at this moment, Lorrain Hill said a little embarrassingly: "Did I interrupt your drinking?"

"Ha, it's okay. It's just that it's not too early, it's time to leave." Yu Baiqiu put down his glass and stood up.

The night was so far away that he couldn't see the end, he put his big rough hand on the railing, and looked at the dark vista of the river at the stern.

"A hundred years of life is so short..."

"Uncle Yu remembered something in the past?" The girl walked slowly to the fence not far away, looking at the river in the night as well.

"Yes, just now listening to the past of the other person at the same table, I also unknowingly remembered some of my own old things." He seemed quite emotional.

"It's the man who was sitting across from me just now, who chanted poems and shed tears."

"His name is Jinhuanian, a man from Hedaizhou. When he was a boy, he was also a leader in the high school gold list, and entered the world's first-class Taixue. He is very motivated, so happy, vows to walk the world, and walk thousands of miles of mountains and rivers."

"However, the deceased is like this, day and night, looking back today, the first white hair has been born."

"Although I don't have the literary talent of his, I still have a lot of emotion when listening. As the years grow older, my father and brothers and uncles who have relied on are all entering the age of blue beard, looking around the walls, no one can rely on."

"He said that a few days ago, in his dream, he looked back when he was young, outing with boy friends, looking for the beautiful woman's past. But after waking up from the dream, only suffering remained in his heart."

"Because he can't go back to that age and time anymore, what he wanted to chase in the past, even if he is still there, he can't run away. The body is getting old, the spirit is getting exhausted, the climbing is panting, and the distance is weak, only regret is curled up. Rewinding to the chest, holding the railing sighs the moon."

"After I listened, I felt sorrowful and sentimental." After Yu Baiqiu finished speaking, he walked to the table and picked up the jug, poured another glass, and drank it in his mouth.

"It made the eldest laugh. It's just a group of frustrated people that only added to the pain."

After hearing this, Lorrain Hill placed his chin on the back of his hand covering the fence, without saying a word, looking at the river.

She wanted to comfort this uncle, but she didn't know how to speak.

Lamented the changes in the world and time, and then told him whether this is reality. What is a perfect life? How can I live this life without regret. Even for her, there is no good answer.

Everyone's experience and temperament are different. It is extremely difficult to find a universal rule of life that has been used throughout the ages.

Sometimes even if it is full of ideals, it may become another flavor in a few years, and then slowly dissipate and no longer love it. Accidents, accidents, mistakes, changes, and passing away are always full of life's journey.

I often regret it afterwards. I regret that I didn't choose the right direction at the beginning. Unfortunately, time is gone, and regrets are irreversible.

"Regret is inevitable." She raised her head and stretched her hand into the night breeze.

"Is there anyone else in Uncle Yu's house?" She remembered what Yu Baiqiu had just said, and it seemed that there were some things at home that made him worry about.

"Yes, there are older brothers and younger brothers in my family, but they are all ordinary people. The elder brother grows a barren hill in his hometown, and the younger brother runs a restaurant in a small town to do some food business."

"After the elders in the family left, our brothers reunited less and less frequently. Sometimes we went, and occasionally looked at the strange eyes of a few nephews and nieces, and it would not be appropriate to stay for a long time."

"I have been traveling for almost half of my life, but my elder brother and younger brother have been living in the towns and villages of my hometown. Many concepts and ideas are not the same. It is difficult to talk together again."

"Looking back to the scene when we were young, the three of our brothers often went out to play together, fight with others, and experienced a lot of things together. But after all, we have gradually moved away, and we are speechless when we meet, and we have nothing to talk about."

"Sometimes I wonder if I hadn't come out and stayed in my hometown like them at that time, would it be better to be a little bit better? Maybe now I am also full of children and grandchildren, living a quiet life."

"Then Uncle Yu regret it?" the girl asked.

Yu Baiqiu didn't answer immediately, but quietly looked at the night mountain scenery.

"It does feel a little bit sad, but if I want to make another choice, I will probably embark on this path." There was a lot of nostalgia in the voice.

"The unwillingness and stubbornness of youth, the activeness and curiosity of youth, the satisfaction and pride of having a little power in the prime of life, just like a river flowing, are all unavoidable experiences."

"Even if you die in a foreign country one day and no one takes it, you will feel that this journey is worthy of this life." When he said this sentence, he seemed to untie some of the things that had been suppressed in his heart.

"Hahaha, that's it, that's it, that's it, it's that way." I saw this big man standing at the stern of the boat and laughing, his voice spreading far away on the silent river.

Subsequently, the qi in his body also gradually changed. In Lorrain Hill's observation, it seemed that he had advanced?

So after waiting for a while, the momentum of the big man gradually stabilized and slowly gathered.

"Uncle Yu understands something." She saw the person in front of her turning around, her eyes shining like bright stones in the dark night.

"I understand the obstacles and barriers in my heart in the past, and today I am refreshed." A smile cracked on Yu Baiqiu's thick-bearded face.

"Although I used to be brave and strong, there was always a trace of scruples and regret in my heart, which made me hesitate at critical moments."

"I left home when I was a teenager, and there was no achievement in middle-aged fashion that I could be proud of. When I went home, I was always ashamed. When my parents passed away, I felt deeply that I hadn't done their filial piety well. If I stayed with them at that time, What kind of scene will it be."

"When I was fighting with others, I thought that I didn't have an heir. If I died, wouldn't the incense be cut off and no one would sacrifice."

"All kinds of heart barriers stay in my heart for a long time, just like running with iron on my back, and I can't enjoy myself. Wouldn't it be better if I chose another path back then, and there are often regrets in my heart."

"I look back now by chance. If I go back to that year, let me choose again. Will I really stay at home with peace of mind? Will I really log in to the famous school?"

"I'm afraid I still can't. If I stay at home, I am afraid that I will regret it even more when I get old, and regret not coming out to see. With my background and knowledge, even if I enter the famous school, I am afraid that I can't communicate with those noble disciples, and I will gradually degenerate. For the fringe, not now, and some people of similar origin, who are willing to agree to get along with each other."

"So, all the illusions are gone, I am still me, and there is no need to regret it anymore."

Seeing this well-intentioned uncle, the girl was also slightly delighted.

"It's great that Uncle Yu can figure it out." In her observation, the sequence of the uncle in front of her has gradually changed from Sequence 3 to Sequence 4.

In fact, he should have stayed on the edge of this level for a long time, but he has not been able to break through the heart barrier.

"Thanks a lot. In fact, Miss Luo sometimes enlightens me a lot." Yu Baiqiu suddenly thanked.

"Me?" The girl was puzzled.

"Well, I was actually a little worried at the beginning, because the eldest lady like you is probably wayward and hard to get along with, haha."

"When I was working in Caobang, I also met many high-ranking officials, some of them really gave me such an impression~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Later, when I saw you were soft and understanding, I just let go of these, and later on. It’s sad to see you crying alone because you don’t have family around you and you can’t remember your own past.”

"I'm a rough person and can't comfort people. I can only do nothing to deal with such a thing."

"But after seeing Miss Luo being so free and easy, An Ran didn't care about it, but instead felt that she was in the same position."

"Is it necessary to remember everything and achieve every regret in order to live a happy life."

"I thought it was before. But now it seems that it's not. It's just a lock I put on myself."

"Getting is indeed worthy of joy, but even if you lose it, don't you fall asleep in regret?" The girl tried to ask.

"Yes, hahaha." Yu Baiqiu slowly stroked his short beard.

"It's true, but it's still a bit difficult to do." The girl thought so, but in fact she felt that she was not as strong as Yu Baiqiu said.

"Yes, it's a bit difficult, but this is practice, to pursue the infinite and invisible way with a body that has time and form."

"With the end to the boundless?" The girl looked at the mighty mountains and plains in the night.

"Exactly." Yu Baiqiu replied in a straightforward voice.

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