Xiaobi took the tea and turned back, but found that there was no one in the tea pavilion, and the maid in the pavilion told her that the eldest lady had just come sleepy, and she went back alone without waiting for her to come. Xiao Bi wondered: Why didn't I meet Mrs. on the way over? Farewell, Xiaobi hurried to the pavilion again.

The troupe was cleaned up, the sky was already dark, and a group of people and horses dragged a few large boxes and disappeared into the night. Two people flashed out of the house not far away, and one of them said, "Madam, I'll let the class master do it more quickly." ”

Xia Sha waved her hand and said, "There is a way in heaven that you don't take, and there is no door in hell for you to break into." Hmph, we don't have to do it, she's on her way to her death. She couldn't hide the smug joy on her face, and her eyes smiled "bitter and sweet."

But when he heard the guard open the boxes one by one and inspect them, he went to the boxes on the left wing, picked up his costume and flipped through it, and when he saw that there was nothing out of the ordinary, he let him go. The left wing did not dare to gasp for breath, but only breathed a long sigh of relief slowly.

The time of Fu Chai Tong is clearly visible in her mind, as if it happened just yesterday, and every time she thinks about it, the sweetness of youth can not be hidden. Manna stretched and continued to write: "I have slept very soundly in these days when I have come to the ashram, and last night I somehow dreamed of you, and you were more than ten years younger than now, when we first met.

I don't know how to talk to you about the reasons for this, but these reasons have swayed my prejudice against you. So when I first saw you, I somehow hated you. Now I think about how naïve and narrow-minded I was. Since I was a child, I have never left the care of my parents, rarely go out of the house, live in my own small world, have little interaction with others, and always judge others by self-judgment is really the worst thing.

When did you find out that you liked you? During those days of studying in a foreign land, I was often lonely, but when I thought of you, I always felt that I had something to rely on, and I often couldn't see you, so I always looked forward to when I would meet you unexpectedly in the crowd. Knowing that you often go to the pharmacy, I always step on the time to pass by, just to sneak a look at you, a little thing, I want to trouble you, I used to hope that I could do anything, but after meeting you, I looked like a fool. My roommate's friend said that I was probably sick and sick.

But have you ever liked me? After so many years, I wanted to ask, but I didn't dare to ask.

You have a sense of justice, kindness, integrity, and so good, and there are countless women around you. I'm so inconspicuous. has no flower-like face, is not from a princely and noble background, does not know the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, does not understand human feelings, and has a big and stubborn temper. I couldn't find anything good to make a plate to hold "my like", and my friend advised me not to think nonsense, she said I couldn't be someone you liked. She said what I knew in my heart but was unwilling to admit it.

I am afraid that my favorite will turn into a flame before you, and burn into ashes, and fall into the dust. I had no choice but to put it away and put it in a corner where no one could see it.

Just after leaving, a four-year-old girl came to the temple, and when she went up the mountain, she picked some flowers along the way, saying that she wanted to give them to a person she liked, Xiao Shani. Guess what happened? That little Shani was an orphan sent by the mountain people, and I don't know which cruel mother left him on the barren mountain road. The host adopted him and named him Kongli, who is now six years old, unlike ordinary children, he is very quiet, not the peace he should have at his age.

The little girl gave the flowers to the empty space, but the empty left did not pick it up, probably because the boy thought that flowers were only suitable for girls. But how did she think that the little girl insisted on putting the flowers in her empty hand, and said in a milky voice: "I will give you flowers if I like you, and you have to take them." Kong Li was stunned, and for a while, the adults around him laughed.

How easy it is for children to express their likes in the world, and how tolerant people are. But in the adult world, it is so difficult to say when it seems so simple. We think we know a lot of truths, we can enter the world or be born, but we don't live as pure as a child. Suddenly remembered Nanjun, since I heard you talk about her life experience, I can't help but pity her. However, after all, we are unfamiliar and can never get close. Do you really want to hide it from her for the rest of your life? Nanjun has been miserable and lonely all her life, since her father has atoned for the great mistake he has made. Why didn't you tell her the truth, at least so that at least she had a relative in this world who had been by her side for years.

Manna stopped writing, saw Xiao Shani, and remembered Nanjun's father, he was a member of the elders of the Phantom Clan, and if he wanted to abide by the rules and precepts, he couldn't be impure, and if he entered the empty door, he couldn't be attached to Hongchen, but he fell in love with Nanjun's biological mother. The mountains are edgeless, the heavens and the earth are together, and they dare to be with the king. The bravery and dedication to love of the Mother of Nanjun touched heaven and earth, but it did not shake the hearts of those in power. The world did not let the lovers live, but only left a narrow gap that could only save one person through. The woman, in the end, became the "blame-bearer" in this moral trial, they secretly arrested Nanjun's mother, imprisoned her, beat her, and made her admit in black and white that it was she who turned into a snake demon to seduce the elders astray, and that she was the one who defiled the holiness.

How ridiculous.

Manna seemed to hear the angry cries and mournful cries of a scarred woman in the dark and cold prison. But one day, the cell door opened, and a long-lost light illuminated her surroundings, just as love once illuminated her. Her lover spread out the black and white words in front of her, and without looking up, she took the blood from the wound with her fingers, pressed it, and her hoarse throat could no longer make any sound, and tears of despair beat heavily on the merciless floor of the cell.

She resisted the most serious charges and admitted that her motives for love were impure. At that time, her love was already dead, as if her heart had been burned to ashes by countless cold nights.

But at this time, she found that she had a new life in her body. At this time, no matter what crime was given to her, she could not be corrigorably bought, and the only condition was to save her child.

On the day of the birth of the evil girl, the fog was deep and did not disperse for a long time, and the guards guarding Nanjun's mother were unconscious, and the midwives who came to help in the prison were locked up. Later, a woman was seen running up the mountain with a baby in her arms and singing a song in her mouth, and disappeared into the mountain mist, but the terrifying sound of the song resounded through the mountain forest. Later, the song died down, and all one could see on the edge of the cliff was a pair of neatly arranged, tattered women's shoes.......