The low-alcohol and gentle voice sounded, like a gentle breeze blowing softly, making people couldn't help but raise their heads and look over.
Cheng Liuzhang stood not far away. His clear and tall figure blocked the dazzling sunlight, shutting it behind him and turning those words into soft warmth.
One of his hands still held the crystal clear jade flute, and the other hand took out a dark-colored handkerchief from his sleeve and handed it over.
Mengxue looked at him puzzled.
"Wipe your tears, you shouldn't cry." Cheng Liushang's voice was like a gentle spring, gently flowing over, softly nourishing a wounded heart.
"Why?" Mengxue asked him reflexively:
Why shouldn't she cry?
Isn't her situation tragic enough?
Cheng Liuzhang was stunned for a moment. He probably didn't expect that Mengxue would ask such a question. The look on her face made his heart feel a little soft inexplicably.
Although he didn't know what she was facing, he could tell that she was probably in a very difficult position, as if she was at the gates of the city and had no way out, but this stubborn woman refused to admit defeat.
A familiar feeling came over him, and he felt distressed inexplicably. He had always said "Keep away from strangers" on his face and refused to interact with others, but he couldn't help but pick up the handkerchief and gently put it on her face.
"Because crying is not beautiful."
His voice was so soft, Mengxue was stunned for a moment, and then she realized that he was wiping her tears. For some reason, her heart softened, and her tears became even more violent!
The helplessness, helplessness, and loneliness of the past few days poured out at this moment, sweeping in violently, breaking the embankment...
"How ugly!"
Cheng Liuzhang frowned, put the handkerchief into Mengxue's hand, and his voice returned to its previous indifference:
"If you want to cry, cry alone."
After finishing speaking, he turned around and left. After taking a few steps, his voice came again:
"The name of the tree behind you is Jieyou, and his shoulders are free."
As he spoke, he had walked several feet away. If it weren't for the fact that they were the only two here, Mengxue would never have thought that those words were his.
Relieve worries?
Mengxue turned around and looked at the tree behind her. The tall trunk towered into the sky, and the forest was shadowy in the blue sky and white clouds. Mengxue raised her head very high, but she still couldn't see the top of it.
After lying up for a long time, her neck was a little tired. She lowered her head and her eyes happened to hit the clean tree trunk. I don't know when there were a few lines of words on the originally smooth tree trunk:
If crying can't solve the problem, just laugh...a smile will at least make you feel better.
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