The flowers are still sweet in Pinellia

Chapter 5

A new week can only begin after one of the most vexing Japanese conversations of the week has passed.

"Mu Yan, are you going to the library?" Looking at Mu Yan who was packing her schoolbag in a hurry, Yang Xiao said casually, "The library will be closed in a while, is there still time?"

"That's why we have to hurry up." Mu Yanyu smiled sweetly, "Master, do you want to go together?"

"No, I'll go back to the dormitory." Yang Xiao waved his hand, "I'll keep the door open for you."

Every Tuesday afternoon, the library closes several hours earlier than usual.As soon as she got out of the building of the School of Foreign Languages, Mu Yan ran towards the library with all her strength. She was not very developed in sports, but after rushing to the library, she was out of breath.

He looked up at his watch, there was still half an hour.She quickly walked into the basement floor, and after finding the familiar book, she breathed a sigh of relief.

As soon as she walked out of the library gate, a familiar figure suddenly came into her sight, holding the book in her arms, Mu Yan hurriedly shouted, "Senior Song Hui..."

The boy who was called stopped abruptly, turned around, saw that it was Mu Yan, smiled slightly, got up and walked over.

She smiled lightly at Song Huiqing who was walking in front of her. This was the first time she saw him after she learned that she was admitted to the Zixuan Society.

Today's Song Hui wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which made him more bookish, and Mu Yan couldn't help but think of a poem, "There is a poem in the stomach, and the spirit is self-sufficient".

"Have you been to the library?" Song Hui asked with a smile.

"Yeah. Fortunately, it's in time for the last minute."

"What book did you borrow?"

""White Night Journey", by Keigo Higashino." Mu Yan handed him the book.

Song Hui looked down at a few pages, and Fu looked up at her again, "I've heard of this book, and some girls in my class have borrowed it, but I haven't read it."

"I recommend it to you..." Hearing that he knew this book, a smile instantly bloomed on Liyan, "I bought a copy when I was in high school, but when I came to school, I had too much luggage I can’t let it go, so I can’t bring it here.”

Mu Yan clenched her fist with some regret, "I must bring it with me next time I go home."

Song Hui chuckled knowingly, "I didn't bring it here, does it feel like I've lost something important?"

"Yes." Mu Yan looked at him with a slight smile, "Although there are some things that you can't see often, as long as you know that they are by your side, you can feel at ease."

The two chatted for a while, until Song Hui raised his eyes and looked at his watch, "It's almost time for dinner, do you want to have dinner together, and I want to hear your opinion on history."

"I don't count opinions, at most it's a personal complaint, hehe..."

Song Hui knew a lot of people. Mu Yan walked with him, and many people greeted her along the way, which made her very embarrassed, and she could only respond with a smile even though she didn't know him.

The two went to the restaurant closest to Mu Yan's dormitory.

After browsing through a history test paper that Song Hui handed her, and holding back all kinds of surges in her heart, Mu Yan said with some emotion, "Senior, it turns out that you are still memorizing historical significance and historical influence..."

Song Hui seemed to nod helplessly.

Seeing the helplessness on his face, Mu Yan couldn't help sighing, "When we were in high school, the history teacher always told us to recite the historical significance and historical influence. But sometimes, I just think, when the ancients were doing something , Have you ever considered what impact this thing they did will have on future generations? The so-called historical significance and historical impact, aren’t the future generations centered on this incident and summed up according to a series of events that happened after it For example, when Tang Taizong Li Shimin launched the Xuanwu Gate Change, did he think about how the world would evaluate him? There is also Emperor Sui Yang, who has always been considered a tyrant. But I said that he is actually a very talented person.”

Song Hui nodded, and said pertinently, "Indeed, if you do something in this world, you may not be able to quickly reflect its consequences. Isn't there a saying called final conclusion? It is impossible to truly restore it, so it can only be hidden as a famous mountain and left to future generations to solve."

"So, history is a little girl who can be dressed up. If you say it is black, it is black. If you say it is white, it can only be white. How do we know the past? Isn't it just passed down from then on?" The historical records. But who knows the authenticity of these historical records, unless you can travel through and truly witness that period of history. "

Song Hui smiled slightly, "Yes, didn't Mencius have a saying that 'it is better to have no books than to believe in all books'. This is especially true for us who study history. An event, or a historical figure, must be researched from many sources, and the information that can best restore the time must be found from various materials that can be collected. This kind of information must be verified, and all official and non-governmental sources can be collected. to get."

"By the way..." Song Hui paused, "Can I ask, where did you read the book evaluating Prince Zhaoming?"

Mu Yan smiled slightly, "When I graduated from high school, I watched it at my grandfather's house."

"Grandpa's house?" Song Hui was slightly taken aback.

"Well, my grandfather is a professor of history. I grew up in my grandfather's and grandmother's parents."

Song Hui nodded knowingly, "It turned out that it was due to the family education, and the literacy is natural. If you have a chance, you must pay a visit."

"Okay."

"By the way, Mu Yan..." Song Hui looked at her, and he always had a question, "Since you like history so much, why didn't you choose history from the beginning?"

His question immediately made her fall into silence, with a hint of helplessness overflowing from the corner of her lips, she said softly, "Although I like it, sometimes there are reasons why I have to give up."

Song Hui nodded, he understood what she meant.

Life is not something you can stick to just by liking it.Sometimes I like something, but I have to give up in the end, just because of the obstacles of the real environment.The same is true for liking someone, no matter how much you like it, you can only give up if the reality does not allow it.

Looking around at the couples coming and going, Mu Yan suddenly turned her head and asked Song Hui a question.

"Senior, have you ever talked to a girlfriend?"

Song Hui was taken aback for a moment, then laughed dumbly, "Why, do you want to introduce someone to me?"

His smile was so clear that she couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

"If you don't mind, I really have this plan. I will pack up and deliver those troublesome comrades in the dormitory, and of course free shipping."

Song Hui couldn't help but be amused by her words, "If it was in the past, I really wanted to, but now, I don't have the heart. I talked about one when I was a freshman, but it was only a few days."

"Ah."

"I liked a girl in high school, but she ended up dating someone else." Song Hui seems to be recalling, "I was really crazy at that time, and now I think about it, I can't believe it was done by myself. Something happened."

"What about you?" Song Hui asked back, "Impossible not."

"separated."

The two smiled at each other.

She is not the kind of person who likes to pry into other people's privacy, but Song Hui gave her a special temperament, a temperament that attracts people unconsciously.Some people have such charm. Although the time of acquaintance is very short, they can leave a deep impression on each other, just like friends who have known each other for many years.

Song Hui didn't know why he would talk to her about this issue. He was obviously not very familiar with her, but he was talking about relationship issues like an old friend who had known her for many years.Looking at the girl in front of him, he was slightly dazed, maybe it was her unique temperament that made people approach unconsciously.

The feelings of youth are the most precious and pure, and it is precisely because of this precious and innocence that such feelings are as fragile as glass.

Fragile because it is precious, precious because it is fragile.

Just like R&Y in "Bai Ye Xing", Ryoji and Yukiho, from the first meeting when they were teenagers, to the end when Ryoji chose to end his life in order to protect Yukiho, the love between them can no longer be explained simply by love , This kind of love has surpassed any kind of emotion such as love, family affection, and friendship. It is a bond that goes deep into the soul and a connection that goes deep into the bone marrow.

A feeling that will be together no matter what, life and death, and fate, "a lotus supporting life."

He is her, and she is also him, without whom, the other party cannot live alone.

"There is no sun in my sky, it's always night, but it's not dark because something replaces the sun. It's not as bright as the sun, but it's enough for me. With this light, I can see the night as Daytime. I've never had the sun, so I'm not afraid of losing it."

However, for Mu Yan, her sunshine, the sunny boy who once belonged to her, had already been buried in that cold windy night.

(End of this chapter)