Yin Yang Master (GL)

  "She doesn't need to be better than me anywhere, being able to accompany Qing Zhu and watch the changes in her appearance until old age is enough to surpass me by a thousand times. This sentence, Du Si Lin seems to say it lightly, but except for Du Si Lin himself, only Feng Fang, who understands Du Si Lin extremely well, knows the bitterness in his heart."

  Feng was lucky. More than 300 years ago, although she wasn't born at the same time as Jingji, they died together with their fingers intertwined. Three hundred years later, one became a ghost and the other a colorful snake that had stolen a body, neither of which would ever age.

  "So, you're not going to look for Qing Zhu anymore?" Fang Feng asked.

  Douslin nodded, responding in a low voice: "Mm." As she slightly lowered her head, the fine bangs on her forehead fell down, and the sunlight filtering through them stopped at her long eyelashes, forming a small shadow.

  "Get a good rest." Du Sulin sat for another moment before getting up to tuck in the quilt and then left the room.

  After leaving the room, she suddenly remembered that she had not told Fang Feng that her soul was already complete because of her low mood earlier. She also didn't tell her that Qian Guang's eyes were all bright and clear, and Du Si Lin had already achieved it.

  She knew that Feng's Tao had weakened compared to before, precisely because of the Qian Guang Eye. With one glance, she understood Feng's abilities clearly in her heart.

  In front of the complete version of the Heavenly Eye, everything is inescapable. Moreover, the Heavenly Eye has other even more powerful aspects, as one can imagine, which is why it is so rare and can be said to be a once-in-a-lifetime treasure, appearing only once every few hundred or even thousand years. It was precisely because of this that Du Kongyang was so insistent on taking Du Sili away back then.

  The greater a person's ability, the heavier the responsibility they must bear. This is what is meant by "the capable bear more burdens".

  In the following days, Du Sulin devoted herself to her study and did not allow anyone to enter, including Cheng Zihao who wanted to browse through books in the study. She was only seen during occasional meals, but she also remained silent and did not communicate with anyone.

  Du Kongyang left after Du Siling went out of the pass.

  In the spacious room, Du Sulin's surroundings were all messy books, some of which could be bought on the market, while others were solitary copies passed down from the Du family. Although they had been carefully preserved, they still wore the dust of years and looked a bit old.

  At this time, the notebook in Du Shilin's hand was passed down from a predecessor of the Du family.

  The yellowish cowhide paper was painted with various symbols, and the messy but elegant text made Du Sulin's eyebrows increasingly tight.

  It's actually like this...... Du Sulin spent a long time reading through the notebook, and after finishing it, there was only one sentence left in her mind.

  Because this notebook has indeed solved many mysteries for her.

  "Knock knock knock."

  At this time, the knock on the door sounded. Du Sulin woke up from her own thoughts and was surprised that she had been so focused that she hadn't noticed the footsteps outside the door, but soon she relaxed.

  Because the person standing outside the door knocking wouldn't have any footsteps at all.

  "Come in," said Du Sulin.

  Yes, the person who came in was indeed Chu Feng. Du Si Lin had declared before entering the study that he didn't want to be disturbed by anyone, and this was something that only Chu Feng, who was never at home, wouldn't know.

  But for Chu Feng's disturbance, Du Sulin didn't have a hint of displeasure. On the contrary, her mouth curved into a faint smile.

  "How?" Chu Feng opened the door and came in, then closed it again. Du Si Lin was still sitting on the floor, showing no intention of getting up. There were several old books placed on her legs, and the pile of books beside her had almost reached her chest.

  "Master!" Chu Feng first did was to pay his respects, and he didn't know why, but recently, the etiquette system that Chu Feng had used before had come back, and whenever he saw Du Si Lin, he would definitely pay his respects first, addressing him with a respectful term: "Master".

  "Let's get to the point." Du Sulin corrected him several times, but Chu Feng was still the same, so he didn't bother with him anymore. After all, in the era when Chu Feng was born, etiquette and rules were deeply rooted in his heart, and he was also a member of the aristocracy, so the requirements were even more stringent.

  "Yes!" Chu Feng bowed and said, "The master's orders have been secretly carried out by Chu Feng, but he is worried that with so many puppets, the master will have a great burden to bear."

  Du Sulin heard this and shook his head, saying: "I've already made up my mind about this matter. You just go ahead and do it, don't worry about anything else. Can Wanyan help you?"

  Wanyan Zonglin was persuaded by Chu Feng and was taken under Du Siling's command, but this was a secret matter. On the surface, Wanyan still did not surrender to Peng Hua Tian.

  Not long after, Chu Feng took his leave. Du Si Lin struggled to get up with one hand on the ground, and stood unsteadily for a while, even she felt her legs were numb from sitting for so long.

  She pulled out the chair and sat down, unnoticed by anyone, a strand of silver hair had grown at Du Siling's temples. The sunset glow fell on it, like a dancing fairy.

  "Qing Zhu..." Du Sulin called out softly, she had flipped through all the ancient books in these few days, resolving many of her doubts, but still hadn't found what she was truly looking for.

  For example, why is her body aging at an extremely fast speed. Zombies don't age or die, but Du Sulin isn't one. Her body is getting older. The white hair growing from her temples is the best proof.

  "I originally thought I could accompany you for a lifetime, and I also wanted to accompany you for a lifetime." She muttered to herself.

  Her slender fingers stroked every inch of the desk, here, where Xiao Qingzhu used to sit, perhaps at some point, she too had touched every part of this place, so meticulously.

  And Du Sulin's memory is also declining. Although it does not affect normal life now, as the person involved, Du Sulin is the most delicate person to feel it.

  A line of tears finally fell down.

  She is also human, an ordinary person, she will feel pain and tiredness. Only at more times, she doesn't want to use tears to vent her inner heart. This is the stubbornness and pride in her bones, as well as the protection of loved ones around her.

  They sat like that until dawn, without any words, only silence and stillness. Only Du Si Lin's deep yet clear eyes showed that she hadn't fallen asleep. She felt the last warmth of today's sun fade away from her body, taking with it the last bit of warmth. What was left was the feeling of having been warm and the coolness after being warm.

  The purpose of not being a bone in her heart was just a vague guess. There is an ancient saying that says, "Enemy does not move, I do not move." Xiao Qingzhu stayed by Peng Luofei's side, and he achieved one of his goals. If there were endless years, Du Siling would be willing to wait like this. But in fact, she may not have so much time.

  Her vitality is slipping away, and she may not even live to see the years a normal person should have.

  She suddenly stood up, opened the door, grabbed a coat and went out.

  The taxi drove all the way to the foot of Fangshan Mountain.

  She didn't go along the highway. She chose a rugged but not steep mountain road to walk on. One step at a time. However, her body did not strongly support her in doing so, and before she even reached halfway up the mountain, she began to pant heavily. Even when passing through Tushan, where she wouldn't have panted this badly even if she had climbed a mountain twice as high, it was clear how much her physical functions had deteriorated over the past few days.

  Sweat dripped down from her forehead. Du Siling looked at the winding road that led up to the mountain, then raised her head to gaze at the somewhat majestic peak. She bent down to pick up a withered wooden stick from the ground to support herself, wiped away the sweat on her forehead with her hand, and Du Siling continued on her journey.

  For some reason, the closer she got to the summit, the more bewildered Du Sulin's heart became. She knew that reaching the top was her goal this time. But the inexplicable fear that appeared in her heart made her confused. She had never been afraid of anything before. So when this emotion appeared in her heart, it was so strong and uneasy.

  But her feet didn't stop moving. Her subconscious told her that she had to go up and take a look.

  It was unknown how long it had been, when Du Siling reached the top of the mountain, just after sunrise. The sun rose in the east, and that round sun couldn't wait for Du Siling to climb to the top of the mountain before breaking free from the bound clouds, shining all over the land.

  Looking up at the sun radiating golden light, the sunlight was a bit dazzling. Du Siling subconsciously narrowed her eyes, but in the next second, it wasn't her eyes that were narrowed, but her heart.

  Not far from her stood none other than Xiao Qingzhu, whom she had not seen for many days.

  Du Sulin beckoned with her hand, wanting to say something but didn't open her mouth. Because she saw that someone had walked up to Xiao Qingzhu's side and was standing beside her.

  A slender and harmonious figure, with short hair that was both delicate and airy, a refined face with a hint of unruliness. At this moment, she held two bottles of water in her hand, gazing at Xiao Qingzhu's calm countenance, with a satisfied smile playing on the corners of her mouth.

  Xiao Qingzhu pulled out a tissue and gently wiped away the sweat from her forehead.

  Du Sulin saw that Xiao Qingzhu's mouth was also smiling. She looked as calm as ever, with a head of cloud-like hair cascading down like a waterfall.

  "How come it's been so long?" Xiao Qingzhu asked Peng Luofei, who looked like a child.

  "On the way, I received a phone call and was delayed for a while." Peng Luofei smiled.

  Her unruliness, her unbridled nature, all disappeared in front of Xiao Qingzhu. For this day, she had waited for so long, struggled for so long, persisted for so long. Finally, she stood by Xiao Qingzhu's side again. Feeling the unique quiet and tenderness she brought.

  "Look, the sunrise is over." Xiao Qingzhu turned around, faced the sun, closed her eyes, and stood with the wind.

  "Yes, I missed it. But next time, I definitely won't miss it." Peng Luofei walked to Xiao Qingzhu's side, with a hint of regret in his tone, like a child who didn't get the candy he loved.

  Next time, she will definitely not miss. But this ever-changing fate and the heavens that like to tease people will never give her another chance when she wants to cherish it.

  The two did not notice Du Sulin standing still not far away, because there were many people climbing the mountain, and naturally they would not pay attention to each one individually.

  Douslin smiled self-deprecatingly and turned around without lingering. The newly born sunlight seemed to have sensed her departure, pulling out a long shadow for her, making her look lonely and desolate.

  At the same time, Xiao Qingzhu seemed to have sensed something and looked around, but found that she had not found the person she wanted to find.

  "What's wrong?" Peng Luo Fei asked.

  Xiao Qingzhu didn't say anything, just smiled and shook his head.

  Peng Luofei also naturally understood a little in his heart, but he didn't ask. He just accompanied Xiao Qingzhu, quietly feeling the warmth of the sun.

  Between some people, there are always some things that cannot be broken, because once they are broken, no one knows what will happen. And once broken, it can never be restored to its original state, perfectly intact again.

  The author has something to say: I finally passed all the exams! It took a long time, and as a result, this kid who got up at 4 o'clock every day and was busy until late at night is exhausted.

  Cough cough, it seems like many kids have started school... If I were to weakly say that I'm still degenerating at home, would I get a brick thrown at me?