He looked at Chen Chang Sheng’s face and asked, “How do you feel?”
Chen Chang Sheng looked at the surface of the river and was silent for a long time. He thought deeply.
The old temple outside of Xi Ning Village. The old books filled the entire room. That old bamboo dragonfly. That old marriage vow. The insults he received from General’s Mansion. The oppression of Heavenly Academy and other Ivies. The exile to the ruined garden. The forgotten Tradition Academy……..many scenes flew past his eyes and disappeared.
Just like the rays emitted by the lamp boats on River Luo.
The last image appeared.
It was the entrance of Tradition Academy after removing the overgrown ivies. The dark floor of the library, the tree around the lake and the little girl was standing beneath the tree. And friends.
“I’m happy.”
Chen Chang Sheng glanced at Thang Thirty Six and Luo Luo and said, “I’m very happy.”
Although he was not afraid to speak, he didn’t like to talk much. Besides, he didn’t know how to talk in a fancy manner.
If he said he was happy, then he was truly happy.
He was happy to be a student of Tradition Academy. He was happy that Tradition Academy won against Mountain Li’s Sword Sect. He was happy that Xu You Rong couldn’t marry Qiu Shan Jun.
Yes, the marriage vow wasn’t important, but respect was.
Lastly. he was happy to know them.