I thought, maybe I was wrong all along. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

I didn't understand what Ah Ye told me in such a resolute way. Until tonight, in this strange place, a strange couple made me realize.

He didn't mean to let me leave the past behind, he made his request so carefully, it was a tactful reminder to me: If you want to love me in the next life.

Perhaps in his last waking hours, he had combed through the time we had spent together. He may not understand that in the next life, he will still be the reincarnation of the person in my heart. He is not him, he is also him.

Even if he ripped off the mole and resolutely declared that he was just a night. That fact won't change either.

He only vaguely hopes that I like him as a night, not because he is the reincarnation of Long Night.

Years of mental disability have made him feel slightly inferior. He wanted to be the man I loved dearly, like all men and women in the world who fell in love, experiencing sweetness and arguments. But he couldn't. Because he was born deficient.

That's why he said, I'm not stupid in the next life, are you looking for me?

But at that time, I was in a daze, and I didn't answer.

He was lost, disappointed, sad, and sad, but he still said to me, if you don't come to me in the next life, I will go to you.

So serious, so determined.

But I understand that after crossing the Nai He Bridge, all his memories will return to Guiru, and in the next life, it will be a new beginning. All vows will be gone, and I feel cruel, and the ripples born in my heart will soon be drowned out by a great sense of desolation.

Until the day before, I saw the monk with gassho on the street of Jinzhou.

A small piece of his palm was missing.

In the previous life, after the mole on Ah Ye's palm was removed, a rough scar was left, and in this life, the deepest part of that scar was missing a small piece of flesh and blood.

Suddenly there was a rain in my heart.

It was a sunny day in March, but I felt that my heart was full like layers of moss growing from moisture.

I searched for twenty-four years, but when he actually appeared in front of me, I stopped.

The words of the old couple echoed in my head.

To love someone is to love every aspect of him.

Ah Ye's paintings are still in my arms, and I am a little confused.

Leave behind the identity of the long night and love him again? So, how do I do it?

This entanglement accompanied me for two days, and was finally destroyed by the slender silver needle hidden between the branches of the peony flower.

I fell down from the tree and caught the branch that had a wicked heart.

Everything after that just happened naturally.

The sky was white again, and it was the second day of the appointment. I looked at the white sky, and remembered the person in the monk's robe, I don't know what he was looking for?

Jinzhou City has been in a bit of a frenzy lately.

The annual tradition of viewing flowers was deviated by a monk.

Ever since he learned of the agreement between the monk and the woman, wherever the monk went, he was followed by a dozen little tails in the distance. These little tails are either eyeliners in the major mansions, or servants who come to invite monks to visit the flowers.

The peony garden in Jinzhou is not a hundred, but also eighty, which is only domestic. It is the peonies that grow all over the mountains on the wild mountains, and there are many in the east and west.

Within three days, find out the best peony in Jinzhou, many people feel incredible and wait and see.

In this way, Jinzhou Peony, which has been the focus of countless years, was taken the limelight by a foreign monk this year.

As agreed, the monk visited almost all the places where peonies bloomed. But he never just watched in silence and did not make any comments.

Countless news flew out from the monk's side, flew to the courtyard of the deep house, and flew to the restaurant and tea shop.

The monk went to Changhuai Garden to see the peony -

The monk went to the moon pavilion to see the peony -

The monk went to Qixia Mountain to see the peony -

Three days passed, his gray monk's robe was stained with dust, and his whole person was a little tired, but his eyes were still clear and indifferent.

The appointed time came, but surprisingly, the monk did not have a single peony flower in his hand.

When people saw this, there was a lot of discussion.

This discussion has been going on for three days.

Countless eyes were staring at the monk, expecting to learn from him which one was the best peony in Jinzhou.

Is it the precious Wei Zi Goose Yellow, or the wild peony born in the ordinary mountain stream?

Peony is recognized as the best, that is, those varieties. Someone presses the monks, and they will choose one of them to bloom perfectly. Some people also feel that the monks have realized the Tao, and they are different from the eyes of ordinary people, and they will definitely choose the one with the best wind bones in the mountains.

The two factions did not give in to each other's views, and both were consciously justified and disagreed with each other, so the debate on the type of flower chosen by the monks was staged everywhere in Jinzhou City in the past three days.

If the monk chooses a precious variety of peony, then the faction that agrees with the mountain peony will be disappointed in the monk's life. He is said to be a monk, but his eyes are as vulgar as ordinary people, and his impression of a monk will be greatly reduced. On the contrary, while the mountain and field faction cheered, the noble faction would feel that the monks did not have a little appreciation as a senior monk, and they would inevitably have resentment in their hearts!

Therefore, on this day, whether it is the mountain or the noble faction, they all gathered under the ancient tree, expecting and irritable waiting for the monk to finally reveal the answer.

The smell of gunpowder is on the verge of exploding.

However, in fact, they all forgot that this agreement was between a monk and a mysterious woman, and it had nothing to do with them. But they put their emotions and energy into it, as well as countless splashes of foam and wisdom, so they felt that the monk deserved to give himself a satisfactory answer.

There were also people who did not participate in the debate who came to join in the fun, staring at the middle of the field, waiting for the monks' final decision.

All in all, almost all the eyes of Jinzhou are gathered under this ancient tree today, gathered on the monks sitting upright.

The mysterious woman is still coming, and the monks are still sitting upright and chanting. The only difference is that this time he has his eyes open.

No one is smashing flowers anymore.

There was no one with malicious intentions to sneak attack.

In the indifferent gaze, there is tolerance without discrimination.

Closed, with shadows covering the eyelids, opened, everything is hidden.

The mysterious woman still didn't come.

Many people have their eyes on ancient trees.

Last time, the woman jumped from the tree and saved the monk's life.

Will she fall from the tree this time, just like the last time?

There are also active children who climb trees to see.

But after looking at it for a while, he slid down numbly, with a lost expression on his face.

Then they knew that the woman was not on the tree this time.

Daylight is growing.

The people who were waiting were a little impatient.

But seeing that the monk was still as immobile as a mountain, he forcibly endured it.

Finally, when the sun was about to reach the top of the head, the mysterious woman was finally late.