Age of the Mist

Chapter 573 Meeting Hate Late Lin Shuilian

Shi Yuwei was a little unhappy for not being able to beat the children on stage.But in an instant, she became happy again, sincerely happy and excited that her uncle was getting better and better.

Shi Yuwei was full of fighting spirit in his heart, but he also felt that the children on the field were really not good at fighting.Thinking about it this way, if you don't play, you won't play. After all, beating children is not a fun thing.

She is a pure person, she pursues strength and transcendence.This allows her to endure the trials that ordinary people cannot bear, endure the pain that ordinary people cannot bear, make efforts that ordinary people cannot make, and achieve perseverance that ordinary people cannot do.Perseverance in spite of setbacks, perseverance in all obstacles, no other care, no self invincibility.

From childhood to adulthood, she has no rivals among her peers.But she has never been complacent and complacent because of this.She practiced, not to defeat anyone, not because she was oppressed, not because she wanted to compare, she practiced simply because she liked it.

It is precisely because of such pure martial nature and love from the heart that she always improves faster, is more powerful, and concentrates longer than others.

At that time, receiving the iron fist of the elder sister's love and the roar of the second sister's love every day, practicing martial arts was pure and happy.

Until she got lost for the first time.

She clearly remembered that when she was 11 years old, her second sister, who had been leading her in and out, entered school. She could only play by herself, and then lost her way gorgeously.

Next, she accidentally tore off the arms of three people while asking for directions.

She remembered those people, the big sister, the little brother, and the old grandmother, and remembered their pale faces, painful expressions, and wailing voices.

They are obviously very good and kind people who are willing to guide themselves, but they are injured because of their own strength.

That time, she cried.

Tears dripped into the heart lake, and there were waves of guilt in the rippling ripples.From that day on, she realized that strength can bring not only happiness, but also pain.From that day on, she realized that other people are different from her sisters, they are fragile, and they are easily hurt by herself inadvertently.

She doesn't want to hurt others.

So the guilt lingers for a long time and continues to linger.

The sisters always persuaded her that it would be fine to control her own power, but how could she be so innocent?There may be no problems in daily life, but once she starts a martial arts competition, the inflated fighting spirit in her heart will emerge out of control, making her always hurt people by mistake.

Since then, the joy of martial arts has been mixed with bitterness.

Doubt, depression, and contradictions are like shadows that exist all the time. No matter how carefree you are when you bathe in the sun, you will find that it has always existed and entangled every time you look back.

She no longer asks people for directions, even if she must be the first to rush out in the crowd every time, even if it is possible to detour to a place she does not know where she is, pick up strange things, get caught in an inexplicable environment, eat Dropping unknown food, seeing hidden and mysterious wall carvings, feeling unknown energy, hearing inexplicable whispers, and always wasting a lot of time because of this, she no longer asks people for directions.

Foolish, naive and persistent, like a naive bull, walking alone on the path of practice interlaced with light and shadow.

In the final analysis, the performance of martial arts is victory or defeat, the communication method of martial arts is competition, and the external performance of martial arts is injury.Therefore, the ambivalence made her unable to really stretch herself.

She longs to fight, but hates hurt.

She doesn't care about the ranking of the competition. What she really longs for is a person who can understand her, be a good friend with her, understand her distress and confusion, promote each other, and let her let go and fight with emotion .

Simply being powerful is not enough, although there are thousands of strong people in the world, what she is looking for is the one who can stand shoulder to shoulder.

Because only in this way can she find the simplest and pure happiness in the past.

"Actually, I don't like fighting very much. I prefer happy practice, simply becoming stronger, and communicating with friends who are evenly matched to verify what I have learned, rather than going on stage to fight for the position." Across the way, a girl was talking.

Her name is Lin Shuilian, she met outside the arena after the game, chatting with others.

She said weakly and embarrassedly: "I...Actually, I am very afraid of pain, and I don't want to see others hurt, so I would rather not do it."

Ok? !

There was an exclamation mark on the little calf's head, the bull's eyes widened, and he felt the same way: "Yes, yes, I don't like hurting others either!"

"Really? I thought I was the only one like this." Lin Shuilian's eyes widened, as if she had found a confidant: "Some people in school often say that I am a weirdo, and I also feel that I may be different from this era. It's a bit out of touch, but, but I just think it's better for us to be friends happily together, why do we have to call back and forth?"

The little calf got excited, he nodded his head in agreement, and then shook his head: "For those who practice martial arts, you still have to join hands, as long as you don't hurt each other."

"But it's hard, it's really hard." Lin Shuilian looked distressed: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I'm lucky to have a good family background, and I'm also hardworking, so I'm always better than my peers One point. My family taught me to do my best when I was a child, but when I competed with my friends, it was difficult for me to hold back my strength, and I always beat others badly. I felt guilty, wronged, and helpless. Many times I wanted to cry."

Shi Yuwei recalled the time when his eldest sister Bangbang knocked on his head and told him to "Put hard!" when he was a child, and immediately felt an extremely strong resonance with the girl in front of him: "Yes, yes, I am the same!"

"Eh? I didn't expect us to be so similar, that's great!" Lin Shuilian smiled softly, then looked around, and said with some embarrassment: "Actually, I should take you back, but I can't find the right direction ,so……"

Shi Yuwei almost wanted to make the girl in front of her a confidant, but felt that it was too late to meet her: "I understand, I understand! I also often go to inexplicable places!"

"An inexplicable place?"

"Yes! Before I came here, I just passed by secretly. I ran to a strange place, where there were many doors, many red lights, and there was a strange sound inside the door!" Shi Yuwei Recalling the scene he saw, he said seriously: "Although I don't know what it is for, I think it is very dangerous there."

Lin Shuilian was stunned, her cheeks began to flush, and she stammered, "Yes, it's that kind, it's really dangerous..."

"I'm not afraid of bringing two more people." Shi Yuwei invited excitedly: "Shall we go there for a big adventure some other day?"

"This, this, it's better not to go..."

"That's right. You may not be able to find the same place next time. What about this one?"

Just as he was talking, Shi Tiexin came over from afar and waved to him.

"Okay, it's time for me to go." Shi Yuwei said goodbye to his new friend happily: "See you tomorrow!"

"See you tomorrow."

"Oh, that's right." Shi Yuwei asked curiously: "It's time for you to play tomorrow, what is the name of the most powerful player in your school?"

"The most powerful?" Lin Shuilian smiled softly: "You will know tomorrow, that person is very eye-catching."

(End of this chapter)