Jiang Youyan doesn't actually have any dreams.

Dream two words in the past, far away from her.

The family background is noble, the father and brother are pampered, the rouge lacks nothing, and it is already excellent to not develop an arrogant and domineering temperament, not to mention, she gave birth to a delicate and soft and non-aggressive aura appearance, although the temperament is a little arrogant, but it is difficult to dislike life.

Regardless of whether others are sincere or not, they always hold her on weekdays.

Daddy is the head of the literati, and his disciples come and go, and his appearance is all upper-class;

For the beginning of her daughter's family's love, Jiang Yourou has no signs at all.

With her father and brother around, she will be happy and worry-free.

Because of this, she never had the idea of fighting.

Today, I chatted with my second brother and my third brother, and I learned about their dreams.

Looking at herself again, she was a little ashamed.

She was so useless compared to them.

Jiang Youyan knows a lot of things, her brother knows, and she can do most of them: poetry, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Proficient but very few, lively by nature, connived by father and brother, but whenever she is interested, she will try.

One is willing to learn, the other is willing to teach.

And after learning, her interest will fade quickly, and her father and brother will not stop her.

So in this way, the only thing she can do the most is embroidery and piano skills.

The former is because of talent, and the latter is because practice makes perfect.

Because my brother likes to burn incense and touch the piano the most, because of his weak body, he should not spend too much energy, so Jiang Youyan often plays it to him.

"My brother likes to listen to the piano, so I'll play it for him. ”

"It's just that I can't serve my brother, and I hope my brother will take care of it. ”

Jiang Dusheng raised her hand to smooth the strands of hair scattered on her cheeks behind her ears, and a chuckle overflowed from her lips, "Rouge is always the best." ”

As soon as Qiyu arrived at the bottom of the mountain, the master on his back was quickly picked up.

Seven delusions hurriedly caught up.

Empty trail followed.

Master Youtan's always quiet courtyard seemed very crowded at the moment, and outside the door were monks kneeling on the ground, and the room was silent.

The great powers of the same generation as the master all sat here, while the master lay quietly on the bed, with a pale face and a slightly heaving chest.

Abbot Mingde took the pulse of the master.

"Abbot," Seven looked at Abbot Mingde with a look of anticipation.

Mingde stood up, looked at Qiyu and shook his head gently, with a solemn expression: "This is his fate." Seven delusions, guard him. ”

With just this sentence, Mingde walked out, and the other powers also left quietly one after another.

"Senior brother, is Senior Brother Youtan hopeless?" Minghui and his party stood in front of the side door of the main hall with Mingde, and the iron lock on the door was already rusty and yellow.

"There is no salvation from the catastrophe. Matilda shook his head.

"Senior brother, he has become a Buddha. Minghui looked at the bronze lock.

"What about becoming a Buddha, obsessed with mortal hearts, this experience is ultimately a catastrophe. Mingde chuckled, his old face, and his deep eyes were full of relief, "Senior brother, in this life, for the master, for the Void Temple, he has never been for himself, the first twenty years, it was the master's indulgence to him, and it was also his very little freedom." ”

"Senior brother. Minghui didn't ask anymore, just sighed softly, "Senior brother, he is very smart, and he can't withstand fate." ”

"Master, he already understood, and this is why he has been 'free' for twenty years. ”

"Amitabha. ”

"Amitabha. ”

"Master, why do you have to shave for Yan Li?"

Master Burning Silence sat on the couch and touched his beard without speaking, his cloudy old eyes looked straight out of the window, and he sighed for a long time: "Mingde, do you also think that you are wrong to be a teacher?" ”

Burning Silence no longer looked at Youtan who was kneeling outside the window, and turned to Mingde with cloudy eyes, "I can only protect him for twenty years of freedom, Mingde, his life will be used to atone for his sins, even if it is not his fault." ”

At this moment, he is no longer a wise man admired by the world, but an elder who pities his younger generations.

"His life deserves to be lonely all his life. It's just that if he has your brothers, he will also have relatives like siblings. Burning silence stood up, bent up, and walked out, "Mingde, the time limit for the teacher is approaching, and I will retreat today." ”

The Burning Silence Master walked into the side door, glanced back at Youtan who was kneeling outside the window, and then looked at Mingde, "In the future, take a good look at him as a substitute teacher." The love and begging in those eyes was unbearable.

That day was the last time Mingde saw his master.

"Rouge. He muttered, the frost-condensed eyes softening for a moment.

He's dreaming.

I even dreamed of a little girl.

After she suddenly appeared and disappeared four years ago, they waited in the apartment for a long time to believe that she really wouldn't show up again, but even so, the four of them would return to the apartment once a year to get together.

"The little girl has grown up. He sighed softly, and took pity on her emaciation, "It's just a little thinner." ”

"There's still some meat that's cuter. ”

He reached out to rub the little girl's hair.

"What are you doing?"

Jiang You's misty eyes instantly sobered up, and his eyes were cold.

Her voice was cold and distant, looking at him like she was looking at a stranger.

Jiang Youyan's expression was very strange, she didn't miss the surprise in his eyes when she woke up and the hurt after hearing her words, but this was the weirdest thing, how could this person look at her with such crooked eyes.

Fortunately, in the blink of an eye, the person in front of him returned to his usual appearance of a kaolin flower on the outside, but it was actually black on the inside.

"What's wrong with Madame?" he asked.

Madame, what ma'am! Xi Qi was shocked by the words that came out of his mouth.

Jiang Youyan glanced at him, then shook his head and said coldly, "It's okay." ”

Then he got up from the bed and naturally straightened his clothes, and then lifted the hem of his skirt to step over him.

He directly grabbed Jiang Youyan's wrist.

Jiang Youyan frowned and looked at the hand.

"Madame's hair is in a mess. He chuckled, then raised his hand to pin a strand of hair from the corner of Jiang You's sideburns behind his ear.

Jiang Youyan didn't avoid his movements, just looked at his eyes that were always smiling, and frowned again.

Then I got off the house.

Outside the door, the maids waiting for orders rushed in.

After serving Jiang Yourou to the screen, he changed his clothes, cleaned his face and rinsed his mouth, and dressed up.

And during this period, he always watched Jiang Youyan's every move with a shallow smile and admired a work of art, without a trace of impatience.

Jiang Yourou glanced at the maid's reddish cheeks, and then glanced at the man who woke up strange today.

The man smiled at her.

Jiang Youyan retracted her gaze, lifted her skirt and walked out of the door.

The carved gate closes in front of the eyes, blocking out the light from the outside.

The man who originally had a light smile said in a voice like ice slag: "Why are you back again?"

What? Xi Qi, who also had an ice-like face, said suspiciously.

"Didn't you say that it was the last time you appeared!" the man asked, followed by a very disdainful mockery, "Why do you regret it?"

"Routing," Xi Qi didn't know why he was able to control this body again, and why he spoke in such a tone.

But the man immediately interrupted him, and his cold voice was dissatisfied with his title, "That's the king's wife." ”

At this time, the seven deliriums did not pay attention to the emptiness behind them, and they did not know when they had gone.

The young boy watched in silence alongside the red shadow.

Boy: "She knew she would forget." ”

"You know that, don't you, she knows. The voice smiled.

"Then why is she still?" the young man's voice paused.

With a long sigh, Red Shadow spoke: "If he wants, she wills." ”

"It's stupid. The boy sighed softly.

"Well, there are countless crazy men and women," the voice smiled and sighed: "It's stupid, why aren't you stupid." ”

"But I, I believe, maybe it will be different. The boy was silent for a moment, then replied firmly.

"That's what everyone who gets caught up in thinks so, but," Red Shadow chuckled softly as she looked at the boy in front of her, "maybe." ”

She's just a demon, a sleepy demon.

The red shadow disappeared in an instant.

The young man stood in place, his eyes looked at the mountain pass, the gray monk's robe, his eyes were calm, and it was empty.

For another while, only the mountain wind was left to hunt.