Volume 3: The disputes in Mingzhou City are gone, and it is difficult to carve a rotten wood for a hundred years Chapter 257 So, Don’t Go to the Wrong Set
"However, speaking of husband and wife..." Su Hongluo suddenly blinked her eyes and said at the table.
"Can you tell me about your wife? If I remember correctly, there seems to have never been any similar news in the martial arts world."
Indeed, in those rumors, no one ever mentioned Li Si's wife, or even mentioned that Li Si had a wife.
If Li Si had not said it himself, Su Hongluo probably would not have known until now that Li Si once had a wife, and that she had passed away.
Of course, although it was just a one-sided statement, Su Hongluo did not doubt the truth of what Li Si said. She generally would not have extra doubts about people she was willing to believe.
"Why do you suddenly want to hear this?" Li Si, who was originally distressed and didn't know what to say, listened to Su Hongluo's words and couldn't help but be stunned holding his teacup.
"I just want to listen." Su Hongluo replied, but then seemed to have thought of something and continued speaking.
"Of course, if you don't want to talk, forget it."
"So that's it." Li Si came back to his senses, rubbed his eyebrows with a wry smile and said.
"Actually, there's nothing wrong with telling this story, but it might be a bit long to tell."
"Then tell me slowly." Su Hongluo took a sip of tea and glanced at the sun outside.
"We still have plenty of time, don't we?"
Perhaps because life expectancy has increased, people in this life are not so eager to do things.
Li Si glanced at Su Hongluo helplessly and sighed , but still slowly told his story that seemed to have never been mentioned to anyone.
"She and I have known each other since we were young. We were neighbors, so we knew each other well. We went to the same school, and we often went out together and came back together late at night."
After saying the first sentence, Li Si seemed to be lost in those distant memories, and a faint smile appeared on his face.
That should be a smile that comes from the heart, because that smile is not just a smile.
"At that time, she always walked in a hurry, very fast, often walking in front of me, asking me to catch up quickly. I was lazy, so I followed her slowly, watching the two braids on her head swaying with her steps."
"As time went by, we got used to being together, whether at home or in school. It seemed that every time I turned my eyes to look at her, I could see that she was smiling and looking at me in the same way. She smiled really beautifully, and her eyes seemed to reflect my appearance, but at that time I could only avoid her with a red face and never looked at her carefully."
"Later I heard her say that she liked to see me not daring to look at her, so that she could keep looking at me."
"When we were older, we liked to go out for a stroll together on a wooden vehicle called a bicycle. We rode one each and visited places near our home again and again, passing through streets and alleys one after another. She said she liked the feeling of the wind blowing on her face, which made her calm down and made time seem to pass a little slower. As for me, I just felt that I liked the feeling of being with her, liked every road we rode, liked her exposed cheeks when the wind blew her hair, and liked the sound of the wheels turning gently."
"The days seemed to pass very slowly at that time, as if we had ridden for many years to move from spring to summer, from the sultry warm wind to the road with falling leaves, and from the cool autumn to the heavy snow in winter. Her long skirt became a winter coat, and my short shirt became a cotton coat."
"One day, we stopped by a river. She blew out a mist from her mouth, turned her head and said to me, 'I want to go to many places in the future.' I was stunned for a moment, not understanding what she meant, so I asked unclearly, 'How do I go?' She smiled and looked at me, then lowered her head to look at the bike under her and said, 'Just go like this.' I laughed, making fun of her that the bike couldn't go too far, but she just sat on the bike, still smiling at me without saying anything."
"It was only later that I realized that what she meant at that time was that she just wanted to live like that forever. Quiet and plain, without too many waves, but she was always enjoying the peace and comfort that seeped into her heart bit by bit."
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Unconsciously, Li Si talked a lot, nothing dramatic, no life and death, just the trivial things he experienced in his daily life, such as a watermelon they ate together, a homework they wrote together in a room in the summer, a hot afternoon, or a deep winter with snow.
There were many things in the story that Su Hongluo had never heard of, but with Li Si's explanation, it was not difficult for her to understand.
Li Si really talked for a long time, probably more than an hour, until the story came to an abrupt end.
"Then what?" Su Hongluo asked.
"No more." Li Si replied indifferently.
In fact, there are many more, but he just doesn’t want to talk about them.
Su Hongluo seemed to have realized it as well, so she didn't ask any more questions. Only after she pondered for a moment did she slowly speak.
“This is really enviable.”
"What are you envious of?" Li Si must be a little tired, so his voice was a little hoarse.
"The story between you two." Su Hongluo no longer looked at Li Si, but spoke absentmindedly as if she was thinking about something.
"There's nothing to envy." Having said this, Li Si lowered his eyes, picked up the teapot on the table and added some water to himself.
There is really nothing to envy, because no matter how good the story is, it no longer belongs to him.
What he had left was just some nonsense that others couldn't understand.
Su Hongluo did not treat these as crazy talk, but listened carefully. He was already very grateful.
"So." Li Si thought for a while and spoke.
"I don't think husband and wife should be like what you said. I won't lie to you and say that there will be any lasting feelings between two people. It's just that in the end, you have to get used to his company, and the relationship between you will become like that of family members, but it is different from that of family members. This kind of relationship is unique and requires the joint efforts of both parties to maintain it. It is worth cherishing. Believe me, it is really not an easy thing for two strangers to reach this point. You must be prepared to devote your whole life to each other. There will be many obstacles in the process, either your respective shortcomings or the ups and downs of life. But you both need to support each other to go through it. This is husband and wife, and this is a relationship that can be spent the rest of your life together."
It was rare for Li Si to say so many sermons. Perhaps this was due to his gratitude to Su Hongluo for listening to his nonsense, or perhaps it was due to his regrets about his past.
In short, no matter what mood he was in when he said it, he had already said it.
He expressed all the regrets he had from his previous life, and how disappointed he was that he couldn't spend the rest of his life with that person.
Every story has an end, but what if there is one person, just one person, who reaches this end?
Does he still belong to his story, or is he already part of the next story?
