AWB Chapter 393 The human heart is as deep as the night
Chapter 393 The human heart is as deep as the night
As night falls, the moonlight shines softly on the ancient and elegant courtyard.
In the courtyard, two wisteria plants growing side by side sway gently, as if whispering an unknown secret.
The window lattice of the study was half-closed, letting in warm light, which formed a sharp contrast with the coldness outside.
Inside the room, two men sat opposite each other. One was dressed in an exquisite brocade robe, his brows revealing an extraordinary bearing. He was the owner of this mansion, Lin Yichen, known as "Young Master Yunyin"; while the other was dressed in plain clothes, clean and neat, with wisdom and cunning flashing in his eyes. He was the cooking god who had just been discovered by Lin Yichen from the market, Su Mobai.
"It seems that my cooking skills are good enough to satisfy Master Yunyin?"
Su Mobai took a sip of the tea in his hand, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but his eyes were fixed on Lin Yichen's face, trying to capture every subtle change in his expression.
Hearing this, Lin Yichen smiled slightly. That smile was like the warmest sunshine in spring, enough to melt all the ice and frost in the world.
He nodded slightly, his eyes showing both admiration and amusement.
"Chef Su's cooking skills have truly impressed this young master. However, such delicious dishes are not easily obtained. Since you claim to be worth a lot of money, I would like to hear what you want as a reward."
"Heh, Young Master Yunyin is indeed straightforward."
Su Mobai put down the teacup, stood up, and slowly walked to the window. He looked at the moonlight outside the window, and his voice was low and magnetic.
"What I want may be a little unusual. However, since Master Yunyin said 'whatever you want, you can have it,' why not listen to my suggestion."
Lin Yichen raised his eyebrows and motioned him to continue.
"How about tonight, in this study, we conduct a special 'explanation'. However, it won't be about cooking ingredients, but about exploring the human heart and the mysteries of this world."
Su Mobai turned around and looked at Lin Yichen with deep eyes, as if he could see through the deepest secrets of people's hearts.
When Lin Yichen heard this, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which was then replaced by strong interest.
He stood up and walked in front of Su Mobai. The distance between them was so close that they could almost feel each other's breathing.
"Oh? Exploring the human heart? That's an interesting suggestion. But what makes you think I'd be interested in that?"
Su Mobai chuckled, his smile concealing a bit of confidence and mystery:
"Because you and I are not ordinary creatures, we each possess a deeper understanding of the prosperity and desolation of this world than others. The complexity and volatility of the human heart is precisely the source of our shared joy."
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Following Lin Yichen's soft response, the atmosphere in the study suddenly became subtle and solemn.
The two of them each found a place to sit down. In addition to the tea set, there were also several ancient books and an unfinished painting on the table.
Lin Yichen likes to express his emotions through painting, while Su Mobai is good at using food as a metaphor. Tonight, they will explore the unfathomable world of the human heart together in their own ways.
"The human heart is as deep as the night."
Lin Yichen spoke first, stroking the paper gently, his brushstrokes revealing his feelings about the fickleness of the world.
"Some people appear glamorous on the surface, yet harbor endless loneliness and longing within. Others may seem ordinary, yet can display astonishing strength in crucial moments. Chef Su, what do you think shapes the multifaceted nature of the human heart?"
Su Mobai pondered for a moment, his eyes falling on a plate of untouched pastries on the table. He had prepared them specifically for this "explanation":
"The human heart is like these pastries in my hands. Each one has its own unique flavor and shape, sweet or salty, round or square, all embodied by the maker's passion. And the human heart is so complex because it carries so many emotions and experiences—love, hate, joy, anger, sorrow, and happiness. Each emotion quietly shapes a person's soul."
As he spoke, Su Mobai stood up and walked to a corner of the study, where various kitchen utensils and ingredients were placed.
He gently picked up a knife and began to carve on a piece of dough. Every movement seemed so focused and rhythmic:
"Just like this dough, through my hands, it can be formed into various shapes, some delicate, some rough, just as the human heart reveals different faces under the carving of time. But no matter how it changes, the most authentic emotions and pursuits remain the same."
Lin Yichen looked at Su Mobai quietly, feeling an indescribable emotion in his heart.
He never imagined that a conversation about the human heart could touch his soul so deeply.
He stood up, walked to Su Mobai, took the knife from his hand, and began to outline on another piece of dough:
"Then, let us use this dough to tell our respective stories. Look, this is the world of Jianghu in my heart. It is turbulent, but there is always that unchanging persistence and faith."
Just like this, under the light of the study, the two of them used dough and paintbrushes to weave their own world.
Every detail contains their profound understanding and unique insights into human nature.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, leaving only two hearts communicating silently, colliding to create brilliant sparks.
After an unknown amount of time, the atmosphere in the study reached an unprecedented climax.
Lin Yichen's painting was completed. It was a painting depicting the turmoil in the martial arts world. Su Mobai stared at Lin Yichen's work, with a hint of admiration in his eyes.
He smiled slightly and said softly, "This is the world in your eyes."
Lin Yichen turned to look at Su Mobai, and they smiled at each other.
At this moment, they seemed to see each other's inner world through each other's works.
Laughter echoed in the study, accompanied by the aroma of dough, filling the air with a warm and harmonious atmosphere.
It was late at night, and the moonlight was pouring like water in front of the window.
Lin Yichen and Su Mobai walked out of the study together, looking at the bright moon, their hearts full of anticipation for the future.
They knew that this communication, mediated by dough, would become an unforgettable memory in their lives.
And in this complex world, they will continue to explore the mysteries of the human heart in their own way.