Wishing to entrust my heart's affairs to the Yaoqin, but who will listen when the strings break and few understand?
The scarcity of kindred spirits is not only Yue Fei's problem.
In fact, many people think this way.
The evolution of civilization turned conformity into a way of survival. When people grew accustomed to the clamor of conformity, few listened to the voice within.
Shen Yue could hear the other's inner voice, even if that voice was distorted by the five skandhas, there remained a trace of true nature.
Facing Shen Yue, Zhao Ji felt like facing a friend.
In all these years, perhaps this was the first time for him.
Shen Yue did not respond, for he knew that at this moment, it was better to let the other speak. Many people are eager to express their thoughts, but he was accustomed to hearing others express theirs.
His thoughts did not need to be expressed to others to be known as right; he himself understood them and executed them resolutely.
