[Mo Feng Tongren] Bai Ling touches ink

After several twists and turns, Bai Feng, who used his lifelong skills, finally got rid of the assassins who were chasing after him, but on the tall building of the general's mansion, he saw a bright lantern lit on the top of the Sparrow Pavilion, and the faint blue light blurred the sky. Emptiness rises.Sadness flashed through his heart, and this moment finally came.

"If Ji Wuye wanted to kill Nongyu, what would you do?"

"Save her."

The conversation with Mo Ya last night suddenly appeared in Bai Feng's mind. His waist stretched in the air, and within a few twists and turns, he landed on the tiles on the upper floor of the Sparrow Pavilion.

The woman sat quietly in front of the mirror, drawing her eyebrows carefully, stroke by stroke, as if she was playing a beauty song earnestly, and the usual light as green smoke became the beautiful and bright at this time.Suddenly, as if feeling something, the woman's hand trembled slightly, her peaceful expression turned into astonishment, she looked around, but no one was around, so she put down the Qingdai in her hand, and waited silently.

"I'm here to say goodbye." The young man's clear voice sounded in the corner, and he saw Bai Feng leaning against the window frame, with his hands folded across his chest, his head slightly lowered, his half-length blue-purple hair softly sticking to his cheeks, Like a silhouette.

Nongyu was a little surprised, and asked softly, "Are you leaving?"

Bai Feng shook his head, with a little pity: "You are leaving. Before sunset today, you will leave this Sparrow Pavilion."

Nongyu's hands in her sleeves moved slightly, she lowered her eyes, her slender eyelashes concealed the sadness deep in her eyes: "You... already know?"

"I've known it since the first night you entered the Bird Pavilion." Bai Feng raised his head, staring at the delicate patterns carved on the window frame, "In fact, every time the bright lights on the Bird Pavilion are lit, they repeat Such a process. It’s just that every time the people are different, the only thing that remains the same is that they are all young and beautiful.”

Nongyu seemed quite moved, and asked softly: "So they are all the same to you under this bright light, right?"

Bai Feng stood behind Nongyu, staring at the slim woman in light yellow dress in front of her: "It doesn't really matter to me whether it's the same or not. Because these have never belonged to my world."

"Then, will you see them off?" Nongyu brushed a strand of hair by her ear, looked at herself in the mirror, and asked.

Bai Feng replied lightly: "This is the first time and the last time."

Nongyu turned around, took a step forward slowly, and asked, "Why?"

"Because I'm leaving too."

"Where are you going?"

Bai Feng straightened out his thoughts, thinking about the leaving Moya, thinking about the woman in front of him who was about to leave here, thinking of the singing of birds in the empty mountain, and suddenly replied: "Facing the vast sky, you can fly around. There are too many possibilities. You can fly around." Definitely not here."

Nongyu felt relieved, and her voice was as soft as the cool breeze of summer night: "You came here to tell me this?"

"I don't know." A trace of bewilderment flashed across Bai Feng's eyes, "Because I don't know how you will choose."

The woman's autumn-like pupils were gradually covered with an invisible mist. She lowered her eyelids, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, muttering to herself: "My choice..."

"You feel like you have no choice?"

Nongyu was startled for a moment, then raised her head, and her nimble eyes looked at the gorgeous beams, thin gauze curtains, exquisite candlesticks, and meticulously carved makeup mirrors in the Que Pavilion inch by inch with her nimble eyes: "I heard that many people put this It's called a golden cage."

Bai Feng's gaze also turned to the decorations in the Sparrow Pavilion, and continued: "This Sparrow Pavilion, no matter how beautiful it looks, is actually a bottomless cage."

"In a world ruled by men, as a woman, what choices do you think I have?" Nongyu slowly withdrew her gaze and moved to the ground, feeling an unspeakable bitterness in her mouth.

"In the cage, you can choose to stay in it, or you can choose to leave."

When Nongyu heard the young man say such innocent words so naturally, his shallow smile was rippling, better than the orchid that just bloomed.As if maliciously, she asked, "What if I tell you that I choose to stay here?"

"Why?" Bai Feng asked incomprehensibly. He knew that this woman was not like those ordinary girls who were sent to the Bird Pavilion. She clearly had the ability to leave, so why did she choose to stay?

The smile on the corner of Nongyu's mouth slowly dissipated, and when she turned her head, it was the setting sun outside the window, and the sunset glow reflected the whole sky red, and said softly: "For some people, her fate is like a cage, as long as she lives , no matter where you are, you can never escape.”

"It's hard for me to believe that a person who can play such music as the birdsong in the empty mountains would say such a thing." The young man frowned deeply, and he, who had always yearned for freedom in his heart, could not understand that fate was unpredictable at this time. It has always been a luxury for people.

"Maybe, you didn't listen carefully." Nongyu lowered her eyebrows and whispered.

But Bai Feng retorted persistently: "There is only one kind of cage that you can never get out of, and that is the one in your heart."

The woman trembled slightly, raised her head slowly, and looked at the young man. She heard her own voice floating in the air, slowly but firmly: "What Kongshan Niaoyu really wants to say is that no matter where fate takes me, my The heart is always free."

"I don't know."

"You said just now that they belonged to two completely different worlds from you under this bright light. How could you understand?" Nongyu said calmly.

"I thought..." The boy closed his eyes, hiding the disappointment in his eyes caused by these words.He thought she was different, he thought they could also be regarded as confidants, everything was just what he thought.

"Forget about me." The woman turned her back and stopped looking at him, her voice was shallow, as if she was about to disappear in the next moment, "When you fly freely, you will forget all this. The sunset is approaching, you time to go."

The boy walked to the window, stopped in his footsteps, and said: "I listened carefully to the birdsong in the empty mountain, and I understood it. I didn't believe a word of what you just said." Before the words finished, the person was gone.

Nongyu closed her eyes and sat in front of the desk, motionless, as if the boy had never appeared before, as if her heart was just an illusion.