People's lives are short and long, death, interpreting the fragile side of life, parting interprets the endless sorrow of life, the helplessness of life is always with us, loneliness, disappointment, ups and downs, regrets and how many are really remembered by us with a lifetime, and how much is worthy of our lifetime memories, how many emotions are our lifelong love!

This is reality, cruel and ruthless, people are not allowed to think, this is life, people are not allowed to be nostalgic, this is fate, and people are not allowed to question.

The atmosphere in Anfu was a little depressing with the death of Master An, and everyone in the mansion had a little sadness on their faces.

The cries coming from An Xuan's room made the entire An Mansion even more resentful, and it was still difficult to hide the sadness on her face, and the emptiness in her heart couldn't help but be written on her face.

Ling'er is now at the door, the tears that should have been blown dry still flow down her cheeks, and the first harbor after her rebirth is fleeting. Ling'er gently wiped her tears and looked at this home that had already been in the future.

"Ling'er, Ling'er" still choked up twice, the sadness in her heart was still spreading, and it seemed that only shedding tears was not enough to soothe her heart.

"Ah, what's wrong with Miss?" Ling'er turned her head in a choked voice, looking still.

"Don't cry, Ling'er,"

"Look, me, I won't cry anymore. ”

Still comforting Ling'er, she suppressed the sadness in her heart, and slowly wiped the tears on her face, even if every sentence was full of sadness.

"Yes, Ling'er"

"We don't cry,"

An Xuan looked at the tears that were still pretending to be strong, and said in a choked voice, wiping her cheeks.

In this room, there are only a dozen bungalows, and three girls in the flower season encourage each other who are crying one by one, and use their own contrived actions to soothe each other's hearts.

"Well, we don't cry. ”

"We still have each other. ”

Ling'er swallowed her saliva, breathed a long sigh of relief, tried her best to suppress her heart, and responded with some trembling.

"Come, Ling'er,"

Still calling Ling'er to the side, holding An Xuan with her right hand, and Ling'er with her left hand, gathered the hands of the three together, at this moment, three pairs of moist eyes looked at you and me deeply, didn't say anything, just looked at each other quietly, the palms passed the slight warmth of the palms, the hearts of the three people, at this moment are strong, they rely on each other, they are hugging each other, and a little smile gradually appeared on the faces of several people, and they witnessed the beginning of the friendship of the three with a smile!

In the room of the second grandmother, it is very quiet, there is no sad crying, the old monk leads the little monk to stand in the second grandmother's room, the second grandmother lies on the bed, her eyes are closed, as if she is asleep, the little monk stands on the bed and holds a string of Buddhist beads in her hand, holding it above the head of the second grandmother, rotating repeatedly, and the old monk crushes the pills in his hand little by little, and feeds it into the mouth of the second grandmother little by little with a spoon.

"Master, why isn't she awake yet? I can't shake it anymore. The little monk looked at the sleeping second grandmother and asked.

"Hold on a little longer, she was overly frightened, gave her medicine, and should wake up soon. The old monk responded to the little monk's dissatisfaction.

Minute by minute.

"It's moving, the second grandmother is moving. Xiao Cui, who was standing on the side, saw the second grandmother's fingers move slightly, and said excitedly.

Gradually, the second grandmother slowly opened her eyes, and the second grandmother who woke up looked around, it was her own room, the old monk standing in the room nodded with satisfaction, and Xiaocui excitedly asked the second grandmother if she was still uncomfortable.

The second grandmother seemed to be a little tired, and the panic on her face was gone, but her face was still pale and weak.

The little monk standing on the bed kicked his legs and jumped off the bed.

The second grandmother was shocked by the little monk's sudden jump, and she looked at the little monk with some horror and said, "Little master, you want to scare me to death, rough hands." ”

The little monk touched his bare head and smiled a little awkwardly.

"Second grandma, this little monk has a common relationship with you, when you are unconscious, the little monk is frightened for you in bed, and you have already lost your common relationship, as for the second grandmother in the future, I hope you will do it yourself. The old monk said.

The second grandmother didn't understand the meaning of the old monk, but just nodded blindly.

The old monk turned around and walked out of the room, the little monk followed and ran out, Xiao Cui looked at the tired second grandmother and said, "Second grandmother, you are sleeping, Xiao Cui is guarding you by your side." ”

The second grandmother did not respond to Xiao Cui's concern, slowly closed her eyes, and fell asleep.

"Miss, you are a person in the future, there must be a reason for coming here, if you come, you will be safe, everything will be fate, please cherish Miss in the future. The old monk walked to the side of the still and said to the still one.

"Little girl, take good care of your young lady, this is your mission. The old monk admonished Ling'er again.

Still looking at the old monk with some doubts, countless questions flashed in his heart, and he hurriedly asked the old monk.

"Master, how do you know, and what do you mean by mission?"

The old monk showed a faint smile and said to the little monk beside him: "Little one, we should go." Then he walked out of the room and ran outside the house, still hurriedly asking, "Master, you haven't answered my question yet?"

The old monk stopped, turned around slowly, hesitated for a moment, raised the Zen staff in his hand and pointed to the sky and said, "The secret of heaven must not be leaked." ”

Then he turned around and walked out of the mansion gate, and the master and apprentice walked slowly in the market, rushing back to the direction of the temple.

The little monk raised his head, his eyes were full of doubts, looked at the old monk and asked, "Master, why didn't you tell her anything?"

The old monk smiled, looked at the little monk beside him and said, "I have said enough, it is fate that we leave today, and we will come back again in the future. ”

The old monk's explanation stunned the little monk, although the master always said half a sentence and left half a sentence on weekdays, but when he came to Anfu, the first sentence was in the clouds, and everyone was confused.

The people in the Anfu were still stunned in the courtyard, looking at the already empty door of the mansion, in a daze, thinking about the mysterious and incomprehensible words of the old monk in their hearts.

At this moment, the short-term tranquility of Anfu, a struggle for power and wealth is coming......