Last night's winter rain instantly lowered the weather back to a freezing point, and the east crow was lit up, faintly flashing orange light, which was the only thing with heat in the house, but at this time the atmosphere in the house cooled the only warmth. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Xun took out the stove placed there from the corner on the right side of the bookshelf, he would always dispose of it on the day of the ashes, the ancient bronze stove was pushed to the desk, not far from the rattan chair where Wu was, but careful Xun will always pay attention to the unpleasant smell brought by the burning of bamboo charcoal, try to keep it away from Wu's side, but will also make sure that those warmth will bring Wu.

Brought some charcoal from the magic mirror, which was also prepared the day before, and burned charcoal with pruned branches for the next day's heating, although sometimes Xun is a problem boy, but it is undeniable that the crow with him has never been on a business trip again, and it is well organized, everything is in progress.

He threw the match into the stove that had already had dead leaves, the fire on the wooden stick disappeared into the dead leaves, and after a while, the ash smoke burned, and then the light of the fire slowly ignited, and he slowly put some broken charcoal on the fire, and then put large pieces on it one by one, until the warmth of his body was warm.

He squatted down, staring at the red burning charcoal fire for a moment, the red dazzling, just like the eyes that day, equally dazzling and shining.

Without a spare light, he glanced at Xun who was deep in thought, and his eyes were closed, his dark and cold eyes were silent in the darkness, and after a long time, he slowly asked,

"Why don't I see you and Toothless learning soul art today?" he turned his gaze to the white shadow crouching on the side of the stove, his hand beating the burning charcoal in the furnace for a moment, and he was silent.

And that girl doesn't know what she's busy with, she didn't even see her today, neither in the illusion, nor here, it's a rare miracle.

The lively Eastern Crow instantly changed back to its original quietness, and it was very abnormally quiet. It's hard for Wu to ask such a question, but as a person at that time, Xun heard Wu's question, and the hand that was fiddling with the charcoal still paused slightly, the corners of his eyes jumped, and he remembered the familiar red figure in his mind. In a second, he fiddled with the charcoal in front of him, and took some new ones from his side.

"Maybe it's not for people like me who don't meditate, and I can't learn no matter how I learn, so I don't learn. He replied calmly, and his hand was focused on adding charcoal to the stove, and no matter how he stirred it, the charcoal was still slowly burning, just like his unquiet heart at this time, which was stirred up in a mess.

"Is it really that simple?" no chuckle, the calmer the surface, the more chaotic the heart, "Or is there some conflict between you, since the two of you came back that day, you have been silent, are you bullying and toothless again." He asked, pretending to be joking.

"Nope. "It's as light as a glass of ordinary boiled water, it doesn't taste good, and I can't taste what he means or what mood he is in now.

It's even more strange now, if it's a normal search, I'll definitely argue about it, such as "Which one is me bullying her, but she bullying me!" This kind of rhetoric is still suitable for him, strange, it's really weird, why is it just the word "no", there must be something going on.

However, he is not so despicable as to eavesdrop on other people's hearts, and if it is the matter of the two of them, he still does not have to meddle in dealing with it, they are originally people who are bound to each other, and only they can see everything clearly, and solve it, and then make a decision.

Wu closed the book in his hand, moved the white blanket on his lap up, and looked at Xun directly, his thin lips hooked a faint arc, the brilliance in his eyes flowed, and the cold voice provoked Xun to turn his head and look back at him.

"Do you know the flowers of the other side?" he asked.

"Is it blooming on the other side of the underworld?" he answered, not knowing why he suddenly mentioned this, and obviously he was talking about toothless things just now, how could the conversation turn to the inconsequential top.

"Yes, the flower on the other side of the underworld. He continued in a deep voice, one by one, "Legend has it that there were once two goblins who guarded the flowers on the other side, one was a flower demon named Manzhu, and the other was a leaf demon named Shahua. They have been guarding the flower that blooms in the human world and the underworld for thousands of years, but the two have never met, because when it blooms, there are no leaves, and when there are leaves, there are no flowers, and they miss each other and are tormented by the pain of not being able to see each other. Finally, one day, they secretly met each other against God's will. That year, the red and bright flowers of Manju Sahua were set off by the vibrant green leaves, and they bloomed beautifully, and someone seemed to hear the happy smiles of the two. Soon they were blamed by the gods, and the demons and souls were scattered and sent into reincarnation, and they could not be together in life and life, and they went through the tribulations of the human world and then reincarnated. ”

"Did they see each other again at last?" asked Xun curiously, quietly listening to the story in his mouth, deeply intrigued.

"No, no one can disobey God's commands, but every time they pass by that other flower, they will remember all kinds of past lives, and fall into the cursed cycle again with the vow of never parting, and never see each other again, but they firmly believe in their hearts that they will meet again one day. Then, a contemptuous smile hung on the corner of his mouth, and he said coldly, "It's a pity that the god of the heavenly realm is a selfish and ruthless person, and the love of the world will never touch that cold-blooded god. ”

Xun frowned slightly, a complicated feeling crossed his heart, and the eyes in front of him revealed loneliness.

"The flowers on the other side, bloom for a thousand years, fall for a thousand years, flowers and leaves never want to see, love is not cause and effect, fate is destined to life and death. Encounter is fate, all love and hatred will eventually disappear in life and death, even if it is immortal, after all, it is impossible to escape the word 'love'. ”

"So, what are you trying to say?" he wondered, why did he say this.

"I just happened to see the 'Flower on the Other Side' on this, and I wanted to test you. Forget it, these feelings and love are really not understood by children like you, so let's deal with what is about to happen!" he regained his relaxed tone, with a smile in the corner of his eye, as if he really just thought of it suddenly.

However, Xun doesn't think so.

"You know it all. ”

"Should I know anything?" he asked with a smile.

He sat on the rattan chair, his black eyes were as calm as the sea, his words changed abruptly, and his light tone slowly beat on Xun's ears.

"Nothing is inevitable in this world, everything is predestined. Your encounter with her has already been chosen by fate, and as for how to go next, your heart has already made a choice for you, hasn't it?"

"She's always leaving. He lowered his eyes and said lightly.

"I know, and she knows. You made a choice, and in the same way, she also made a choice, you have no way to stop other people's choices, just take care of your own heart, the strongest soul listening technique is not to listen to other people's hearts, it is yourself. Deep eyes stared at him, as deep as Bitan.

"Myself?" he wondered.

"You're not Manju and Sawa after all!" and now that you've met, that's the best outcome. (To be continued.) )