Wen Kexing's smile seemed to be hiding unspeakable sadness. "I'm surprised there's still someone who can recognize his swordsmanship."
Zhou Zishu fell silent. Not even Tian Chuang was entirely infallible; had it been the case then he wouldn't be able to escape in the first place. Though, it was twenty years ago when the Swordsman of the Dazzing Fall secluded himself from the world, so no one really knew what happened with him and his wife since then.
He quietly studied Wen Kexing - the other man was sitting by the fire, back curved. He was supervising Zhang Chengling's clumsy execution of what he was taught by his father long ago with a still, distant gaze. His aura exuded indifference and detachment, somewhat similar to how Wen Ruyu's manners would be in Zhou Zishu's imagination.
Then Wen Kexing began to sing. "There was the millet with drooping heads; then there was the new sacrificial millet sprouting. I moved about idly, heart in turmoil. Those who knew me spoke of my sorrows, and those who did not said I was seeking something. O distant and azure Heaven! By whom was this caused? There was the millet with drooping heads; then there was the new sacrificial millet sprouting…"1
His voice was pitched incredibly low and was a little hoarse, a little morose. It carried a sense of disarray with the mixed-up words, each phrase and sentence sounding like it was rumbling deep in his chest and stuck in his throat, refusing to come out.
The fire crackled. Zhang Chengling turned to them to ask for instructions as he was confused about this one move, but his steps halted at the nearby singing.
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He mourned the buried halcyon days, for the past that was no longer reachable.
Zhang Chengling, moved by the song, had numerous thoughts blooming inside of him. (C)
И наконец заучим имя 3 героя - ЧЧЛ х)
Вот пожалуй гардиан воспринимался более лайтово *новел верс, драма это стекло *
Странники же это ангст с 1 главы но благодаря характерам гг тут бывают весёлые моменты
Но таки это стеклышко.
Эх и почему я так хочу его прочитать
Не запоем, а вдумчиво, и дораму хочу
Скорей бы