Xia Xiaoxue's delicate fingers stroked the delicate and small jade ruyi pendant on her chest, and she remembered that Brother Xiao Nan shed tears. But Ma Lili was doing nothing, and was looking at the many anglers on the shore of Xiaoming Lake with great interest.

It seems that the troubles of the past have been forgotten, so the smile is cute. Charismatic.

But it was a coincidence.

At this time, Xiao Nan was also nearby.

But he wrote a space log in his car, and they didn't meet each other, because he had just drunk wine with his three or five friends who had said goodbye at the Weishan Lake Hotel, so he didn't dare to drive home in a hurry at present.

Although it has been almost ten days since he left Xia Xiaoyu and Qiqi, he still understands "driving without drinking, drinking without driving".

Besides, after all, Jinan is still more than 400 miles away from his hometown in the Holy Land, and at this time, he doesn't want to pose any threat to other people's lives and property.

So, after saying goodbye to his friends in the hotel next to Daming Lake, he got into his car in the roadside parking area of Xiaoming Lake, put down the driver's seat and lay down, wanting to take a good rest.

Of course, at that moment, he did this, specifying that he wanted to wait until he was sober up to talk about going home. However, lying in the front seat bored, involuntarily, Xiao Nan opened the notebook in his Q|Q Space wants to write something at random to pass the time.

No, he is writing "Two people who love each other will meet after all": I remember someone once said that "fate" will make two people who love each other meet after all, no matter how far they detour, they still have to come back in the end.

- But how many times can there be such beautiful encounters in life?

Somewhat, some people meet you, which is the greatest happiness in his life! Some, some people meet you, but it is the greatest pain in her (his) life!

Or sadness?!

——In a person's life, there may really be more than a thousand encounters, and each time the people they meet, their fates will be different. Because, not all encounters are beautiful, not all beautiful encounters have happy endings.

Then, meeting may be just a beautiful fate, and getting together is a beautiful part.

I remember someone said that some people have no fate, and some people have no fate. And most of the poignant and touching stories in those movies are fateless. Somewhat, the fate in the encounter is more beautiful because of the incompleteness.

Perhaps, because of the incompleteness and death, there is longing. Even love and hate.

Then, in reality, we all look forward to meeting and cherish the encounter very much. However, not every encounter will be beautiful.

Maybe alive, we just pray to meet the right person at the right time.

If all are right, then the encounter will bring great joy and happiness!

On the contrary, it must be a pity to meet the wrong person at the right time!

And meeting the right person at the wrong time is also a sigh!

Alas-

Especially looking back, some encounters have long been forgotten by us. But there are also some encounters that are still as clear in our minds as they were yesterday.

“......”

However, if one day we really lose the love in our encounter, we have to try to try to forget, because we still have some family and friendship, thoughts and memories left by our side after that.

Then, these will be like fine wines, the longer they last, the more mellow they become, and they will often make us feel and moved.

Therefore, we should all cherish living in the present moment even more.

Perhaps, we have all met so many times in the past. Perhaps, only a few encounters will remain in our own hearts, and will not be broken by the ruthlessness of the years, and we can learn to cherish and be grateful.

I believe that in the future, there will naturally be thousands of different encounters waiting for us in the future.

Perhaps, we are looking forward to each other, hoping that the next encounter will be beautiful and wonderful!

If the wish is so good, then let us all have an ordinary heart, an ordinary heart, to make the world, all encounters beautiful, and let the world, all beautiful encounters have a happy ending.

Or, let happiness, sustenance, comfort, and intoxication, live in the blessings of you and me knowing, visiting, remembering, and missing.

The wish is so beautiful, because the beauty of the world really has no boundaries......

So, Beauty Unbounded has been telling -

Writing this, for a moment, Xiao Nan raised his body and looked at the shore of Minghu Lake, and suddenly, in Lu Xiaonan's sight, the two girls flashed in the sunset, stepping on the water and bending the bridge in the wind.

In this situation and scene under the sunset, the beauty is inevitably beautiful, which makes people think differently.

"Ahh

"So familiar, déjà vu?"

"Is it ——??"

"They?"

"At this time, do you believe in fate?"

"Believe it?"

"Beautiful fate, fate is so beautiful. ”

"Such a beautiful scene, is this a dream, or a memory, like a dream, not a dream, not a dream, Cher, Lili, are you outside the dream? or in the dream?"

Actually, it's not a dream.

None of this is a dream anymore.

Xiao Nan, look at it from afar, reverie, and look at it again.

"Could it be that two people who love each other will meet after all?"

"Can't you?"

"They're long gone?"

“？”

Xiao Nan was still in tears in disbelief, so he silently wrote a log:

——Whether the time is right or wrong, all encounters or fate.

- Then this world, this world, this world, this world. Somewhat, it's really "fate" that makes love a thing that makes people ever-changing.

- So fate, she seems to be like a fire, she can quickly ignite the body for love, so that you can't extricate yourself and become more confused, and it seems to be poison, so that you can't help but fall deeper into it, and even, you can enjoy the madness, sinking, fun and obsession after taking the poison.

Perhaps, it will make you completely afraid of what is in the world, and eventually die of poisoning.

So fate, the world is really fate, let love this thing, sometimes, I know that I am the moth, but I want to put out the fire;

So fate, the world is really fate, so that love, in many cases, will make people want to die, and in many cases, it will make people exhausted and die.

And then he came back and died again.

After a pause, he wrote:

- In the world, besides, there are many kinds of things, like love that has been made by fate, all of them are living and dying, dying and coming alive.

Throughout the ages, there are many love stories that can be listed: the separation and loss of Adam and Eve, the longing and separation of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl, the love and suicide of Romeo and Juliet, etc., etc., cannot be listed to name all.

However, in life, whether we hear or see it from any source, or what is happening now, it is true, and it can torture the people in the story to life, not death.

What's more, even people outside the story will be like this, dying in tears in the infection, and then coming back to life with tears.

Then, life and stories, from the beginning to the end, are about experiencing tribulations and pains in beauty and happiness, and finding happiness and beauty in tribulations and pains. Even if you give up more, you will only get a little bit of beauty, and you will be touched by each other, is this love?

"So, will two people who love each other meet after all?"

Xiao Nan's eyes were hazy with tears again.

And he muttered: Is wine really only intoxicating, not intoxicating?

"Can't you?"

"Can't you?"

At this moment, Fan Er in the leisurely villa was walking hurriedly with a pole, but the crazy Ermao, who had returned from herding sheep, asked: "Er(er) son, why are you going?"

Who knew that Fan Erzu suddenly replied: "What about your son?

"Hehehehe," Crazy Ermao smiled, and said: "Go to the temple, it's getting dark, why are you still going to the temple?"

"Mischievous bastard—what do you say?" Fan Er said, gesturing with a pole.

All of a sudden, "Ahahahahaha-" Even passers-by laughed.

All laughed.

After that, this goods did not go to the temple, but threw the pole and went to Lin Tingting's farmhouse.